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Sneha was happy and at peace. At last Rahul was over his ex-gf. They were on yet another date to finalize the details of their marriage next week. Rahul went to the men’s room. She casually picked up his mobile kept on table.
Rahul came back to find the seat empty and her gone forever.
Many posts ago, I had posted few of the “Love is” cartoon series. It is a cute and heart-warming single panel that explores the characteristics of love in just one sentence. You can check out my last post here. Here are some more:-
So its Valentine’ s Day. Time to spend the day with your loved one. Time to talk about all things related to love. Time to do all things related to love. Time to listen to love songs, watch romantic movies, to get all mushy/sentimental/nostalgic/sad/happy whatever the case may be. I decided to list some of my favorite romantic things instead.
My Favorite Love Quote:-
“Love is giving someone your heart, knowing that they can destroy your whole world when you do that, but trusting that person not to do that”.
I have been tagged by 6 people (Suda, Meghana, Sandeep, Nova, Priya and Deeps) and for what? To do the king of all “personal” tags. The Love Tag. First the rules.
RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.
RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and they cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.
Now to make the tag interesting enough to read I have done the tag with images. Here are my answers.
~George Bernard Shaw, “The Revolutionist’s Handbook,” Man and Superman
And I love good food!! I got this interesting and mouth watering e-mail and had to share with all of you. Oh my god! There are so many things I haven’t eaten yet. This will serve me as a list of all the food to be tasted before I die. 😀 Although there are some dishes like Red Ant Chutney of Chattisgarh (delicacy among tribals) which I would prefer not to eat.
Sibling rivalry is quite a common phenomena in many families. I have seen brother-sister duos fighting it out like anything or teasing excessively or two brothers not getting along well or two sisters fighting over stuff and being tattletales about each other to parents. Not to mention many squabbles regarding property and responsibility of old parents and general emotional indifference/detachment between siblings. I know some extreme cases of siblings in which the girl child faces discrimination and one in which the younger brother beats his elder sister like anything and parents do nothing to control. But I’m not here to discuss about reasons behind sibling rivalry or to suggest solutions. But a prologue is essential before my confession. I admit that I suffer from sibling possessiveness. My sister is quite elder to me and I have always been her baby sister. 🙂 And I don’t like any of my friends getting more attention from her than necessary (according to my limit). Right now my sister has this family over her place as guests and I get all grumpy seeing her cuddle and pamper their baby. Ahh!! well thats the way I am. 😀
Now RJ had tagged me to write a love poem with the mind of a 4th standard. So here it is.
I got this as a forwarded mail and I dont know if its true or not. But I felt touched by the pictures. So I’m sharing this with you. The story is of the suffering of a poor bird shocked with its partner’s fatal injury.
Here the partner is injured and the condition is very appalling
Here the other bird brings food and attends its partner with love and compassion
WARNING :- Its a chick flick and I seriously doubt whether men would like it. Those who do..well…their girlfriends/wives are lucky to have such men. 🙂 Also this post isn’t a review. Its my pondering about the movie and friendship. So skip if you want.
I feel those who have seen the series “Sex and The City” on television or atleast have the general idea about the characters & story and liked it are bound to enjoy the movie. But for those who have not, its like watching “Harry Potter-13 years after” without having seen from Sorcerer Stone to Deathly Hallows. One may enjoy the special effects but still miss being really hit by the movie (in a positive way).
As for me, I watched the episodes whenever I could and in many of them I liked the way in which the workings of a female mind were quite accurately depicted and some questions regarding love & relationships were raised which I’d asked myself at some point in my life. Also it made me glad that we live in a society free from such stressful and demanding dating scene. Thats one good point of a not so liberal society..saves its people from lot of mental stress.
Few years back, Times of India used to feature a cartoon of the “Love is” series each day and my sister & I used to collect them. We had loads of them….and some were too good. Found some of them on the Internet. Lovely! My favorite – “Love is the biggest gamble of your life”.
P.S. Images credited to Tribune Media Services Inc. Check out the website for more.
Ahhhh!!! Finally rain has arrived in my town. Its such a beautiful evening with wet leaves and the wonderful smell of wet earth. Just felt like sharing my favourite rain songs. [Hope your internet speed lets you watch the videos]
#1 Rain by Madonna (I’m a huge fan of the lady!!)
#2 November Rain by Guns n Roses (for rock lovers!!)
#3 I Love a Rainy Night by Eddie Rabitt (wonderful music!!)
#4 It’s In The Rain by Enya ( beautiful video!!)
#5 Crying In The Rain by A-ha (nice lyrics and great voice)
and last but not the least the classical I’m Singing in the rain by Gene Kelly (a must-must-must watch for the dance!!)
Come to think of it, I have always been a teacher. And had wanted to become one since childhood as seen in this diary entry at age of 10 years. [yes I know my handwriting is bad 🙂 ]
A teacher’s best reward is when a student goes out into the world and makes use of the knowledge gained and acknowledges the one who imparted it to him. As a child I used to teach all sorts of things to my first student…right from alphabets to dances of India [inspired by geography book] by pulling the student’s cheeks in different ways to explain difference between Kathakali and Yakshagana and of course practical demonstration by the teacher inspired from “Baje Sargam Har Taraf Se“!! I had subscribed to a children’s magazine TARGET and it had all sorts of tidbits in it..[Has any of you read it? loved the mag but it got converted to TEENS TODAY and then got discontinued] It had a travel section and in one issue it covered China. The author had given 7 Chinese sentences and their meanings…like Xia Xia (Thank you), Ni Hao Mar (How are you), Dui Puchi (Welcome) etc etc [I don’t remember the rest 4 sentences]. I took it upon my little shoulders to teach those as a foreign language to my student. I used to take oral tests to make the student memorize but as the student was more interested in pulling my frock and leg, I gave up.
Two days back, that student called up from France and said “I met some Chinese people today and when I talked to them in the sentences you had once taught me they were very happy with me. I called up to tell you that today your first student has achieved success”. I was so amused and so very happy!! It made my day!! [Of course I said this too “See how it proved useful and you were never serious about it”]
Thank you dear student for humouring me and for being a wonderful playmate.
The teacher Reema in specs and her first & best student Didi
************* Miss Wormwood: Yes, Calvin? You have a question? Calvin: Yeah, I was wondering if we could stop the lesson here and adjourn to the playground for the rest of the day.
Miss Wormwood: Of course not. Now then, let’s all turn to page 24 and… Calvin: Miss Wormwood? Miss Wormwood: Yes? Calvin: How about just me then?