tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955850033334327492024-03-12T20:54:36.951-07:00Mischief MongersAs the name suggests this blog belongs to the most mischievous gal... well, that's ME..!!
For me its just a place where I write what I feel!! And, I would love if my friends visit my blog plus comment on what ever i write..!!Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795585003333432749.post-55177181761266141122009-06-14T20:19:00.000-07:002009-06-14T20:20:25.034-07:00<a href='http://www.mozilla.com/?from=sfx&uid=0&t=309'><img src='http://sfx-images.mozilla.org/affiliates/Buttons/firefox3/468x60.png' alt='Spread Firefox Affiliate Button' border='0' /></a>Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795585003333432749.post-73061381924631580322009-05-05T11:10:00.000-07:002009-05-06T03:13:04.954-07:00My two lifelines!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZhN0S1ftswg/SgCBaJdaeBI/AAAAAAAACp0/kejRqQuCYL0/s1600-h/best-friends24.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZhN0S1ftswg/SgCBaJdaeBI/AAAAAAAACp0/kejRqQuCYL0/s320/best-friends24.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332404245022537746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">A bright sunny day, the wing gushed her face she woke up with a wide smile on her face. It was a new day, a new life for her. She had come miles away from her loved ones for her academics, down south of India. She was happy!<br />A totally challenging world, different culture, different language, different attire! A complete roller coaster ride for her. But she was enjoying it all. It was her first day of college!<br />She got dressed up and all ready to leave. As she entered the class everyone saw her as the odd one out. She quietly went and sat in the last bench (although her favourite, a compulsion now) and was just gazing around. Since she was a big time chatter box, she went and spoke to a few girls. They were kind enough to help her with the notes as she was a week late to college. She went back to her hostel and from that point the disasters started. The other gals mocked at her as she was very different in her dressing sense, talking and general day to day chores. She was just taken aback by the attitude and general behaviour of people. Things like having a boy friend were a taboo there! She was like :O. Life was hell for the first 2 months until she met her two angels a very sweet gal named Keerthana (Keerth!) and her senior Rebecca (Becky!). It clicked, just clicked with both. They shared everything over this earth and under the sun. Their friendship bloomed and she loved it. She stopped caring about the ruthless world around her, and was really ecstatic with her.<br />Their late night talks, the hostel maggi, raoming around on the streets, breaking all the hostel rules, fooling the warden, mid night birthday celebrations…. All are remembered and cherished. They were one of the main reasons she topped her university. Their love, their encouragement, their warmth, their care and that ever lasting support made it all. They were together all the time.<br />Becky was like the guardian angel, protecting her from all the evil things. Pampering, cajoling and just being with her when ever she needed. Whenever she use to go for a date, Becky use to make sure she looks the best! She is indeed still the most lovable person on this earth. Keerth is her best friend, she could love her, slap her, scold her, play with her, anything and everything!<br />But she knew that these lovable days are coming to an end. Both of had to leave that year. And, she knew she would go crazy with out them! She did go a bit crazy, but God is there to help her! That’s another long story! In short he gave me my guy! Haha.. ;)<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />The gal in the story is of course ME, and I just wanted thank GOD for giving me such wonderful friends. Love u both a lot. Miss you both so much, can’t express! Take care!</span></span>Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795585003333432749.post-7879783129299049072009-03-28T01:08:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:46:09.269-07:00**--THE SPECIAL HIM--**<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" ><b><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">I met him through a mere call,<br /><br />Till I knew tat my whole life will become a ball.<br /><br />Slow and steady something kept changing,<br /><br />Till I knew my entire existence is blooming.<br /><br /><br />The most benevolent human for me,<br /><br />Till date it remains to be.<br /><br />He took me out of adversity,<br /><br />Alleviated my pains and elevated my felicity.<br /><br /><br />May be it was God's will,<br /><br />To gift me this miracle,<br /><br />The rare sensation of love,<br /><br />A zeal, A yearning, An adulation, An allegiance.<br /><br /><br />Then came a blow,<br /><br />Miles away he was sent to flow.<br /><br />His love became the wind,<br /><br />Which touches my face whenever I need.<br /><br /><br />I request Him never to change,<br /><br />Want him always the same.<br /><br />I miss him terribly,<br /><br />My heart cries intolerably,<br /><br />Pleading him to come back to me,<br /><br />So that i can love him eternally.<br /></span><br /></span></b></span><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="refHTML"></div>Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795585003333432749.post-26572633163180111902009-03-28T00:40:00.000-07:002009-03-28T10:49:34.324-07:00Earth Hour 2009: Turn Those Lights Off<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZhN0S1ftswg/Sc3Zbeh7oeI/AAAAAAAACnw/bMZppGdrBlw/s1600-h/vote-earth.thumbnail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318145801069502946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZhN0S1ftswg/Sc3Zbeh7oeI/AAAAAAAACnw/bMZppGdrBlw/s320/vote-earth.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Earth Hour started in Sydney in 2007 when 2.2 million homes and businesses turn off the lamp for one hour. Earth Hour is a WWF initiative to invite individuals, businesses, governments and communities to turn off the lights for an hour as the action in support of climate change. There are 1508 large and small cities in 80 countries participated. </span><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Earth Hour in 2008 developed into a sustainable global movement with 50 million people turn off the lights. Global Landmarks such as the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, Rome’s Colosseum, the Sydney Opera House and the Coca Cola billboards in Times Square all stood in darkness.<span id="more-450"></span></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Earth Hour 2009 targets 1 billion people turn off their lights as part of a global voice. This campaign is different from the political campaigns that full of money politic. Some volunteers of Earth Hour programme even ask permission to reproduce brochures, banners and posters on the cost of their own!</p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">VOTE EARTH is a global call to action for every individual, every business and every community. A call to stand up and take control of the future of our planet. More than 74 countries and territories they have pledged to support VOTE EARTH during Earth Hour 2009, and this amount increased everyday. We all have a voice, and every vote is counted. Together we can control the future of our planet, for generations to come.</p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I am going to SWITCH OFF today..... are you supporting this global cause?</p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I request all my friends and fellow humans to do so..!!<br /></p><p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Save earth..!!<br /></p>Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795585003333432749.post-41168479226013002009-03-28T00:37:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:41:28.075-07:00HAPPINESS..!!<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="en-gb" ><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.</span></i><br /><i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.</span></i><br /><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.</span></i><br /><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.</span></i><br /><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.</span></i><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Days and weeks passed.</span></i><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.</span></i><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="">It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window</span></i><br /><i><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."</span></i><br /><i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">Epilogue:</span></i><i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);">There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.</span></i></span><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Satyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614281889360413392noreply@blogger.com0