<?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-2739332202632523660</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:06:24.346+05:30</updated><category term='SuperMoon'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Rajdhani'/><category term='Serendipity'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='Friendship&apos;s Day'/><category term='spicejet'/><category term='World Cup 2011'/><category term='Earthquake'/><category term='night'/><category term='Consulting'/><category term='Thought of the Day'/><category term='Change'/><category term='Delhi'/><category term='satiated'/><category term='home'/><category term='airport'/><category term='smile'/><category term='Chole Bhature'/><category term='Packing'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='Sulekha'/><category term='family'/><category term='Rajasthani'/><category term='time-pass'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Destiny'/><category term='Barista'/><category term='Ambigram'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='past'/><category term='Osama'/><category term='friends'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='Darwin'/><category term='office'/><category term='Sachin'/><category term='God'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='Dhoni'/><category term='Zuckerberg'/><category term='humour'/><category term='college'/><category term='Indian Cricket Team'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='Google'/><category term='life'/><category term='dead'/><category term='day'/><category term='last day'/><category term='Earth'/><category term='Hyderabad'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Love'/><category term='CAT'/><category term='Tapri'/><category term='Dhola-ri-Dhani'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Buzz'/><category term='Google Doodle'/><category term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Hidden Desires....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2244930543609141576</id><published>2012-02-16T11:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-16T16:06:24.359+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Pleasures of Staying at home #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you are leaving, there are hands waving you goodbye. And the glint in their eyes &amp;nbsp;makes &amp;nbsp;you know that at the end of the day, they'll waiting for you to come back :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znoG2rZNMlQ/TzzcG5VtCBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/8adI-vEtXOQ/s1600/3091353176_c3d751fa2b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znoG2rZNMlQ/TzzcG5VtCBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/8adI-vEtXOQ/s320/3091353176_c3d751fa2b_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2244930543609141576?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2244930543609141576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/thought-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2244930543609141576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2244930543609141576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znoG2rZNMlQ/TzzcG5VtCBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/8adI-vEtXOQ/s72-c/3091353176_c3d751fa2b_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2638677188198010267</id><published>2012-02-15T00:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-15T00:18:22.490+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A few days back, I didn't knew I could feel contented and happy this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last couple of months, I have experienced a lot of anger, frustration ,happiness, love, joy, pain and all kinds of emotions.But what I have come to&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;today is that what one really needs to feel contented is being able to love and embrace it. Love can come in various dimensions, family, friends, relatives or the someone special. To know you care for somebody and who cares for you too. And after that presence or absence doesn't matter much. Being together becomes superficial. There is this sacred thing that I am coming in terms with...:)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2638677188198010267?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2638677188198010267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2638677188198010267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2638677188198010267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3604590652313754623</id><published>2012-02-12T00:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-12T01:13:12.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home Coming!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It's almost two weeks now since I came back from Hyderabad to my native place,Saddi Delhi :)!!. Wanted to write this sooner, but I guess better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, I miss 'The City of &amp;nbsp;Nawabs" badly!!Not much of the place but more of my friends, the company I had there even at office, those who never made me feel away from home.And the boring Delhi office without much work is helping me in no way. Above all, the kind of people I have met here is really strange ( Already had my share of weird instances with colleagues). Anyhow I take a lot of time to gel up with new people, so I have &amp;nbsp;a long way to go before I begin to feel at home in terms of my Office. BTW, all the guys seems to having a &amp;nbsp;nice time.. since the new office seems to have a VERY GOOD gender ratio (Am I sounding a little insecure here ??!!:P) and that too Delhi crowd.. so they are the ones not complaining at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;The first week, although , was pretty good, highlight being the Dinner Party at the TRIDENT!!(I am still child like excited when it comes to going to these big places and &amp;nbsp;later boosting it to friends:P!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home front, its been great!! Ghar ka khana, having every meal with the family , time to time arguments and quarrels on stupid issues all part and parcel of the never-ending family fun!! Parents and Kavita seem super happy!! Kavita btw is more excited &amp;nbsp;to see all my stuff I had accumulated in Hyderabad &amp;nbsp;that arrived just two days back ( A major part of it consists of clothes, accessories and cosmetics) !!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am back to my school routine these days, waking up at 7 early in the morning and travelling through the Green line DTC buses to my Office in Gurgaon , coming back, &amp;nbsp;having dinner and going to bed at 11 at night. Strangely, I had no troubles switching my routine even &amp;nbsp;though &amp;nbsp;the Hyderabad one was almost opposite, sleeping at 3-4 am and walking up at 11am!!! That's actually the best part about Delhi , I never ever have to adjust to its lifestyle.. I am just so used to it :)!!&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all this , I got some good news within days of my landing in Delhi. Got a few B-school calls , so weekends are again getting hectic. And sadly, that's also going to keep me away from meeting my school and college friends who I haven't seen in ages!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am going to make plans soon.Dying to have some college-type fun.Nevertheless, Delhi seems to be treating me well as of now... though Hyderabad will always be missed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3604590652313754623?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3604590652313754623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/home-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3604590652313754623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3604590652313754623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/home-coming.html' title='Home Coming!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1635784682089718105</id><published>2012-02-10T14:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-10T14:59:38.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>No Regrets.. WhatSoEver!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;You came, you pursued, you convinced, you loved and cared , you had fun, and then you went away...&lt;br /&gt;This is what I see it as now.... What &amp;nbsp;I lost in the process was nothing in comparison to what you did..I mean after all those efforts of yours, all that time you spent even when you didn't really had much time.. something that keeps on consoling me.. keeps on giving me the strength to keep moving ahead &amp;nbsp;whenever I wish hard the time stops and rolls back to the time when everything was so rosy... Even though I still wish I could get some answers ...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it better to end some chapters of life abruptly..even when they don't end the way you wished!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1635784682089718105?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1635784682089718105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-regrets-whatsoever.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1635784682089718105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1635784682089718105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-regrets-whatsoever.html' title='No Regrets.. WhatSoEver!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-7290607499537605932</id><published>2012-01-30T16:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:58:35.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 0 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I know I know.. I am late as usual...&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was so busy. Last minute packing took away half of the day. And I realised I had hell lot of stuff to take with me even after shipping through movers and packers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then all of a sudden there was a weird feeling. And I didn't&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;what exactly it was till my cab &amp;nbsp;drove out of the lane .It was then the tears didn't stop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although all of my friends turned up at my place to wish me good luck with gifts,chocolates, cards and wishes..I was just so lost in my own thoughts.Only when I was alone in the cab driving to the airport, I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;this is a place I might not see for some long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after reaching airport, all the time went away in excess baggage payments, security checks, boarding, etc etc.. And in between kept updating about my&amp;nbsp;located&amp;nbsp;home, ion to my friends minute by minute.&lt;br /&gt;And once I reached home the happiness I saw on my parents face was just amazing. That made be forget everything!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-7290607499537605932?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/7290607499537605932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-0-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7290607499537605932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7290607499537605932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-0-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 0 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2900048810472107647</id><published>2012-01-29T03:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-29T04:07:46.569+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Day 1 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's difficult to describe how you feel when you are leaving a place after staying more than a year, leaving behind your friends, moments, your home your life in the city. I am no different. It has become impossible for me to pen down how I am feeling write now. May be after a day or two , I will be able to express clearly...Till then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Na kisi ke aane se , naa jane se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Thamegi naa kisi bahane se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Rokna bhi chahe ret sa toh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fisal jayegi ungliyun taale....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2900048810472107647?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2900048810472107647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2900048810472107647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2900048810472107647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 1 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-7669933698139584719</id><published>2012-01-28T01:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T01:27:31.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Last Working Day in Hyderabad office. Felt really weird today. Neither I was emotional nor I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a state of confusion. Just the way I am write now.I am kind of becoming speechless and thoughtless.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where the day went away.. just greeting everyone and saying last goodbyes..Don't know when will I get a chance to see everyone again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-7669933698139584719?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/7669933698139584719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7669933698139584719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7669933698139584719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 2 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-7893647525954389544</id><published>2012-01-27T02:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-27T02:20:06.017+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajasthani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhola-ri-Dhani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;What a day !! Unbelievably amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Today everything fell into place, everything happened as I had thought in mind. Awesome time with awesome friends. &amp;nbsp;Although beginning of the day was not at all same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10 (strangely didn't hear any of the three alarms I had set for today). By the time I freshened up and reached downstairs, the breakfast was over. Shit, I was just late by 2-3 minutes. Hungry and disappointed, I came back to my room and called the room service for tea which I knew wouldn't come before half an hour. But &amp;nbsp;as soon as I put down mu receiver, my cell started ringing. It was from movers and packers and they had arrived at just the right time to spoil my morning tea. But, finally everything was packed and shipped and I had all the documents. When the guys left, I looked at the watch and it was already 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to rush to get ready for the 1o'clock lunch. so had to forget everything about the breakfast and the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bas phir pahauche Lunch ke liye, We talked , laughed , ate. It was fun. Food was good and the fact that i was so hungry I didn't care much about the taste at that time :P!!&lt;br /&gt;I got over with the lunch to go to another outing with another set of friends.This was one place I really wanted to see before leaving hyderabad . And finally we were on our way to Dhola-ri-Dhani , the rajasthai resort in Hyderabad.&lt;br /&gt;The plans had got cancelled so many times that I had lost all hope that i ll be able to see that place before leaving and actually didn't do any efforts to&amp;nbsp;organize&amp;nbsp;the trip again. But thanks to some friends who got all the people together and organized for all the tickets and transport. And it actually turned out to be one of the best outings i have had so far here. Camel &amp;nbsp;ride, swings,Boating, Dandiya, Garba, Puppet show and what not. And even after a sad Welcome drink and&amp;nbsp;humorless&amp;nbsp;comedy show, We had a &amp;nbsp;blast out there.And I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that its never the place but the company that matters if you want to enjoy your time.&lt;br /&gt;One of the memorable days here for sure!! Love my friends for doing this for me !!:)&lt;br /&gt;Last day at office tomorrow, hoping to get something good out of it !!Now really tired , time to doze.. catch you tomorrow here with a new post !!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-7893647525954389544?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/7893647525954389544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7893647525954389544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7893647525954389544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 3 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-5257218192284294331</id><published>2012-01-26T01:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:27:31.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tapri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consulting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 4 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Delightful in one word.. Although I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;it only at the end of the day :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the troubles of yesterday got sorted out. Found my hard disk, got my stuff from friend's place, and now I don't give a damn about the project. My days in Hyderabad are now really less and I want to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office was good as well. Didn't get time to sort out my project issues. But at the end I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;I have better things to think about and be happy for them rather then thinking and worrying about something that was not in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ,in a happy mood , I left to meet some of my friends in other office and later to collect my stuff from friend's place. Thanks to a friend who helped to carry all those heavy cartons even though he was himself injured !! Finally with all the stuff with me, I started the big task of consolidating all the stuff I will ship it to Delhi through movers and packers. And almost done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this ,today I actually started getting vibes from my friends and colleagues in office that a few days later I will be at some other place. No longer a cubicle will bear my name card. No longer the mails to Consulting-Hyderabad will reach my inbox. No longer I will be able to see my friends daily No longer I ll have them to guide me and make me calm down in my tense moments. No longer I will have there company for a cup of tea at Tapri or a plate of chat at cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after tomorrow will be my last day at Hyderabad office. Don't know how will I fare through Delhi days but I will surely miss Hyderabad moments!! Though, I am positive that some of my friends will keep getting married and give me excuses to land here once in a while ;)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tomorrow I have the whole day planned with friends. Will let you know how it went. Until then, Cheers:)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-5257218192284294331?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/5257218192284294331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5257218192284294331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5257218192284294331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 4 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-653451145008508872</id><published>2012-01-25T01:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-14T12:21:57.746+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Bad. Horrible. Disappointing!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. wasn't expecting this. How wrong can things go in a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Woke up late. That too followed by a bad breakfast!!&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp;Realized&amp;nbsp;I haven't seen my external disk for some time.Tried to search but in vain.Added it to the To-Do list after office.&lt;br /&gt;3) Misunderstanding with &amp;nbsp;friends. Couldn't pick up my stuff from their place. Now shipping delayed. My things will reach Delhi super late.&lt;br /&gt;4) Reached office to find my cubicle changed. All this shifting stuff just for two days. Total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;5) Just when I thought day was getting better, the big BOMB exploded. PM informed not getting rolled off the project. Damn one thing I was so happy about &amp;nbsp;was not happening!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) Came home, Searched everything. No sign of the hard disk . No consolation.&lt;br /&gt;7) Bad mood. Bad dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of it, I was all hyperactive and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It was only after some advice from family, some wise words from two of my friends, an hour of reading and some sketching.. I started to feel at ease. Now just hope to have a good sleep &amp;nbsp;before another messy day tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, sleep tight :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-653451145008508872?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/653451145008508872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/653451145008508872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/653451145008508872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 5 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1549111874062002880</id><published>2012-01-24T00:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-24T02:02:01.545+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Packing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 6 - Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A quiet day. Rather boring. Nothing exciting or even slightly interesting happened. Apart from a friend, who although in the middle of a training was more interested in messaging me to describe how hot his trainer looked!!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I was happy about &amp;nbsp;was completing filling up all the college forms. Actually the ones in which I can afford to think about applying with my below-average CAT score. And whatever&amp;nbsp;meager&amp;nbsp;work I had, kept me busy for the next two hours. After then, most of the time was spent in chatting, visiting Barista and the Tea stalls in office before I packed my bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I have a immediate task of packing my stuff for the Movers and Packers guy to pick that up... but I am so not in the mood to do it. I know it's going to make me all emotional!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:- The packing doesn't make me emotional. Its irritating and confusing me,what to keep &amp;nbsp;what to ship and what to throw or leave behind!! This is &amp;nbsp;really a tough job!!phew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1549111874062002880?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1549111874062002880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1549111874062002880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1549111874062002880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 6 - Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-4666179994070120285</id><published>2012-01-22T22:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:15:30.226+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chole Bhature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sulekha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Day 7-  Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Nothing extraordinary, but not bad either!! Strangely I didn't feel like it is the last Sunday I am going to spend here. It was all normal and lazy. Going to bed early on Saturday &amp;nbsp;was one of the rare things of this weekend (in fact rare thing of the last whole year in Hyderabad!!).And I badly needed it after the continuous outings and dinner I had last &amp;nbsp;week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to find hot Chole Bhature in breakfast, which I eat till my stomach started to ache :P!! Then , naturally I came up to my room, crawled into my cozy quilt and slept for like &amp;nbsp;another one or two hours..(they felt like eternity)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though had plans to go out as I am on Roam-all- around-Hyderabad mode ever since I got to know about my transfer. But they got cancelled at the last minute.So I planned to skip my lunch and spend a quiet time reading while lying on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the day passed by on phone with innumerable calls from packers and movers( silly me to post a request on Sulekha..phew..!!) and super excited &amp;nbsp;family just waiting so eagerly to see me as soon as possible. And that is what makes me so delightfully happy about going back to my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after the supper,I &amp;nbsp;thought about writing this post &amp;nbsp;before I call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I start my last week in Hyderabad office. Hope it has to offer something 'coz I don't want to get bored whole day not at-least this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a rocking week ahead !!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-4666179994070120285?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/4666179994070120285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4666179994070120285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4666179994070120285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='Day 7-  Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3156764498045664338</id><published>2012-01-21T23:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:20:22.235+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>7 Days to go- Hyderabad Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;By the end of this day, I will be left with exactly one week before I bid my adios to the City of Nawabs. Being the only place other than my home town Delhi, where I have stayed for so long, it has actually grown on me. So much so that, I am actually nervous about going back home and starting my life again in Delhi after more than one and a half years.To capture all the last moments I spend in Hyderabad, I have decided to write a day by day entry of my happenings here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few days, I have kept my friends busy with the task of making my last days fun-filled and memorable here. And they are trying their way best , and I always end up being emotional after seeing their love, care and affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out this space for the next few days of Hyderabad fun. Untill then, enjoy!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3156764498045664338?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3156764498045664338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-days-to-go-hyderabad-diaries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3156764498045664338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3156764498045664338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-days-to-go-hyderabad-diaries.html' title='7 Days to go- Hyderabad Diaries'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-5867546236487919263</id><published>2012-01-16T16:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:38:57.174+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time-pass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Just 10 days Left....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;...For my last working day at my Hyderabad Office. It feels so strange, even though this was the thing I was praying for ever since I heard about the new office opening at Delhi. More than getting an MBA call or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days seem to be rushing away, I feel so stuck with this place. The office has become even more boring with nobody caring what I doing in office hours( They didn't care earlier as well but now i am almost non existent)!! I make in-numerous visits to Barista and the Idli wala in a single day, just &amp;nbsp;to pass my abundant free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a disaster cat result, I have like nothing to do at all. No calls so no enthusiasm to prepare for any GD PI I might get from any damn college. And I don't even care much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am really wishing now is a rocking birthday celebration and some chilled out last few days with my friends here.And apart from that I have a&amp;nbsp;humongous&amp;nbsp;task of packing all my stuff and shipping it back to Delhi. Lets hope everything goes well. Otherwise, I'll just have an excuse to visit Hyderabad again, which actually doesn't sound a bad idea ;)!!!I know, no matter how much I love being in Delhi, I am gonna miss this place :)!!Hope the place and its people miss me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-5867546236487919263?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/5867546236487919263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-10-days-left.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5867546236487919263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5867546236487919263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-10-days-left.html' title='Just 10 days Left....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3626352889226915943</id><published>2011-08-07T02:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-07T02:54:29.538+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Happy Friendships's Day :)!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Its been days since I wanted to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and today I feel is the best day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I know I &amp;nbsp;have been annoying and rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;fought , cried and shouted on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have got busy with my not-so-busy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And not bothered to talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You may not remember me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That's what &amp;nbsp;i always thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And we grew apart ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But i know,even today if we cross paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;we will be like same old buddies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Just waiting for that day to arrive !!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To all those friends I miss being in touch with!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Happy Friendship's Day:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3626352889226915943?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3626352889226915943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-friendshipss-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3626352889226915943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3626352889226915943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-friendshipss-day.html' title='Happy Friendships&apos;s Day :)!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3453877796399935860</id><published>2011-06-21T00:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-14T12:23:10.488+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajdhani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Exactly 365 days back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;...Just around this time... I was sitting in the train, Rajdhani to be precise, travelling alone for the first time.. devoid of sleep...contemplating how my new life in a new city would be.And today after&amp;nbsp;a year&amp;nbsp;of experiencing happiness, sadness, anger, frustration, jubilation and what not&amp;nbsp;in Hyderabad, I think I have got more than what&amp;nbsp;I expected. Don't know where the whole year just flew away..the last day in Delhi is still so livid in my memories... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see how reluctantly mumma packed my bags,trying to hide her emotions at the same time by being so excited for the new journey I was about to make. My dad who literally cannot live without me, who always felt more pain than myself when I got hurt, who woke up for&amp;nbsp;early morning so that I won't feel lonely while studying for exams...for whom I&amp;nbsp;will always be&amp;nbsp;his "beta"..he put aside all his feeling to let me follow my&amp;nbsp; dreams!!&lt;br /&gt;My one and only &amp;nbsp;lovely sis .. who was never my Di.. was always a buddy. We used to shout,scream,love, laugh,shop, hang out&amp;nbsp;together.. she was my life and I was hers..That day she cried when I was packing my bags and at that moment I saw my strength wavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today here I am, writing this post sitting in my room in Hyderabad with my mind&amp;nbsp;fresh with those memories.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the wonderful time I have had in Hyderabad, the emotions I have experienced, the love,care and affection of friends I have got here is incomparable.But can never ever stop missing the wonderful life I left behind..Love u always MOM , DAD n SIS!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3453877796399935860?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3453877796399935860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/06/exactly-365-days-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3453877796399935860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3453877796399935860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/06/exactly-365-days-back.html' title='Exactly 365 days back....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3897565141003150618</id><published>2011-06-07T01:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:56:30.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Creations Part -II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I know, long time&amp;nbsp;since I wrote something here !!And even today I have nothing much to say . Just wanted to share latest of my sketches. Let me know how it looks :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59yAbLKfb8I/TilnedOWaVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/47A3tHNM4Wg/s1600/Photo-0852__2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59yAbLKfb8I/TilnedOWaVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/47A3tHNM4Wg/s400/Photo-0852__2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3897565141003150618?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3897565141003150618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-creations-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3897565141003150618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3897565141003150618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-creations-part-ii.html' title='My Creations Part -II'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59yAbLKfb8I/TilnedOWaVI/AAAAAAAAAUs/47A3tHNM4Wg/s72-c/Photo-0852__2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1444553701586396909</id><published>2011-05-11T13:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-11T13:15:44.514+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Doodle'/><title type='text'>The Dancing Google Doodle!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh-gjHwm4GA/Tco-OphuJFI/AAAAAAAAASc/0nOvsb9lGgI/s1600/google+doodle.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh-gjHwm4GA/Tco-OphuJFI/AAAAAAAAASc/0nOvsb9lGgI/s320/google+doodle.png" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't stop&amp;nbsp;but smile&amp;nbsp;when I saw Google Dancing !!&lt;br /&gt;Today's &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/"&gt;Google Doodle&lt;/a&gt; celebrates the 117th birthday of the American dancer, teacher, and modern dance choreographer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Graham"&gt;Martha Graham&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The animated doodle created by Ryan Woodward, has a woman&amp;nbsp;dancing to form the letters of ‘Google’. Graham’s influence on dance in America had a huge impact and even today she is revered as one of the greatest dancers.&lt;br /&gt;The search engine's strategy to honour&amp;nbsp;the prominent artists of the world is really commendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1444553701586396909?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1444553701586396909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/dancing-google-doodle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1444553701586396909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1444553701586396909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/dancing-google-doodle.html' title='The Dancing Google Doodle!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh-gjHwm4GA/Tco-OphuJFI/AAAAAAAAASc/0nOvsb9lGgI/s72-c/google+doodle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1996289017906720538</id><published>2011-05-05T16:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-05T16:39:11.602+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osama'/><title type='text'>Osama is Dead, Jokes Aren't!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, we all know the BIG news of this year!!&amp;nbsp;OSAMA shot dead by US Army. &lt;br /&gt;And no matter how serious implications this may&amp;nbsp;have, but we&amp;nbsp;humans manage to find humour in anything and everything.&amp;nbsp;Honestly, in my opinion this is far better than scaring people with posting&amp;nbsp;photos of dead Osama's face on FB profiles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I received today as an email:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4QzAInCzNs/TcKBtuQZFvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/U06ST45CbuI/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4QzAInCzNs/TcKBtuQZFvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/U06ST45CbuI/s320/1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LltJ3yjPCI/TcKByBXBNQI/AAAAAAAAASU/H519U2SAAPA/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LltJ3yjPCI/TcKByBXBNQI/AAAAAAAAASU/H519U2SAAPA/s320/2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hilarious, isn't it!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1996289017906720538?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1996289017906720538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-is-dead-jokes-arent.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1996289017906720538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1996289017906720538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-is-dead-jokes-arent.html' title='Osama is Dead, Jokes Aren&apos;t!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4QzAInCzNs/TcKBtuQZFvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/U06ST45CbuI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-6027697233117082368</id><published>2011-05-05T01:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-05T01:50:30.444+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satiated'/><title type='text'>Doing All that in one day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;And how does it make you feel??I would say simply SATIATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often does it really happen that you feel&amp;nbsp;you have&amp;nbsp; done everything you thought you would like to do&amp;nbsp;on a&amp;nbsp;particular day. Well today was one such day&amp;nbsp; of my life !!&lt;br /&gt;And if I could just keep doing that everyday , life would be soo much better !!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold that thought&amp;nbsp;till I come up with something less crazy than this post :P!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-6027697233117082368?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/6027697233117082368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/doing-all-that-in-one-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6027697233117082368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6027697233117082368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/doing-all-that-in-one-day.html' title='Doing All that in one day...'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-6075663643240290212</id><published>2011-05-04T01:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:48:31.834+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serendipity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Serendipity....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Life is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But rather it is a tapestry of acts that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Serendipity﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got over this movie.But my mind is still looming in the lives of Jonathan and Sara....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who just like me ( 2 hrs ago :P!!), haven't seen the movie, Its about&amp;nbsp; a guy and gal&amp;nbsp; who bump into each other accidentally during Christmas sale and end up spending the whole day together roaming in the City.At the end they let fate decide their destiny by leaving signs behind so that if the other gets hold of it they will be able to contact the other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it, I was just wondering- does it really happen???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;leave things on&amp;nbsp;fate only to realise latter that life could have been better if you wouldn't have let it go. And then go berserk in the pursuit of your lost destiny. But do you always get it back??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though&amp;nbsp;I thoroughly enjoyed the movie, I am a little confused&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;the movie wants to tell. Let the destiny rule your course of life or seize the opportunity when love knocks on your door otherwise you might end up losing it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh some one was right when he&amp;nbsp;said..... Life is&amp;nbsp;a complicated mess!!What do you say? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-6075663643240290212?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/6075663643240290212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/serendipity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6075663643240290212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6075663643240290212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/05/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-6756570366011566657</id><published>2011-04-27T01:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:14:49.037+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to Books!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;After so much neglect and in-numerous excuses&amp;nbsp;I kept making up in my mind, I have got back&amp;nbsp; to my supposed first love ..BOOKS!! And this time I hope this goes a long way and I just don't leave things midway. Although&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I still have to do something to fix&amp;nbsp;the wandering mind of mine , I know that this is the only time I have. So its a do or die situation... or I should&amp;nbsp;rather call it (MBA)CALL or FALL situation!!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a&amp;nbsp;short 'n'sweet&amp;nbsp;update!!Keep watching this space for more :)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-6756570366011566657?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/6756570366011566657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-to-books.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6756570366011566657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6756570366011566657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-to-books.html' title='Back to Books!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1240361356004233046</id><published>2011-04-22T02:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:37:52.312+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thats what I listen to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;..when I feel&amp;nbsp; low and see my determination failing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhundhla jayein jo manzilein , &lt;br /&gt;Ek pal ko tu nazar jhukaaa...&lt;br /&gt;Jhuk jaye sir jahan&amp;nbsp;wahin, &lt;br /&gt;Milta hai rab ka rastaaa...&lt;br /&gt;Teri Kismat tu badal de,&lt;br /&gt;Rakh Himmat bas chalde!&lt;br /&gt;Tere Saath hi mere Kadmon ke hain nishaann..&lt;br /&gt;Tu naa jane...Aas pass hai Khuda!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivating words :)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1240361356004233046?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1240361356004233046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/thats-what-i-listen-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1240361356004233046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1240361356004233046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/thats-what-i-listen-to.html' title='Thats what I listen to...'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-5890819625225572575</id><published>2011-04-16T16:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:31:49.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Partying Hard and Paining Harder!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So yesterday we had our Project Party at Runway 9!!And why I am writing this post today because the body-ache and swollen feet is not letting me get over it.So I thought why not bring it out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_0VW9llvm8/Tal2jl_3KrI/AAAAAAAAARk/aRsRMXa0fAg/s1600/Photo-0780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_0VW9llvm8/Tal2jl_3KrI/AAAAAAAAARk/aRsRMXa0fAg/s320/Photo-0780.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This party was long due since our project completed an client implementation successfully and apparently the Client was too happy to continue working with us&amp;nbsp; (which means more work :( but also more parties ;)!)&lt;br /&gt;And this place Runway 9 is a famous Go Karting place in Hyderabad. And what a thrill it was to just zoom around in that kart vehicle. and somehow I managed to arrange an extra ticket , so i got to experience the adrenaline rush twice!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we had a game of cricket which was fun too with both the teams employing all sorts of methods of cheating!:P&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget we good some goodies from our project leaders as well!!&lt;br /&gt;Then came the best part when we had an amazing DJ playing all the more amazing songs. And even though &lt;br /&gt;I was wearing heels&amp;nbsp;I couldn't stop myself from grooving!&lt;br /&gt;And this is how I ended up waking with an extremely bad body ache and swollen feet!!And strangely , I am not even regretting it!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-5890819625225572575?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/5890819625225572575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/partying-hard-and-paining-harder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5890819625225572575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5890819625225572575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/partying-hard-and-paining-harder.html' title='Partying Hard and Paining Harder!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_0VW9llvm8/Tal2jl_3KrI/AAAAAAAAARk/aRsRMXa0fAg/s72-c/Photo-0780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2927617891957733372</id><published>2011-04-03T00:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:31:45.101+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Cricket Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sachin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhoni'/><title type='text'>World Cup 2011 is ours!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It feels like dream come true, witnessing a World Cup win!!!&lt;br /&gt;And just imagine, if this what&amp;nbsp;more than 100 crores of us &amp;nbsp;feel&amp;nbsp;, who have practically no contribution in lifting the WORLD CUP ( apart from praying, forwarding some amazing messages around the country and screaming and shouting our hearts out!!!) .Just imagine what&amp;nbsp; the Dhoni&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; Co. would be feeling at this very moment. Surprised, Shocked, Happy, Satisfied??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is no perfect adjective that can describe the feeling!! And&amp;nbsp; to even imagine being in their shoes is impossible!! Its not just the efforts they did in the last month&amp;nbsp; that counts, but those that have been going on for years, listening to the wishes of&amp;nbsp; the crowd of millions, taking on the media criticism, still going on the field and finally realizing the&amp;nbsp; DREAM that every Indian was praying for !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the whole Team who have given us such amazing moments of joy!!And a special mention to the Little Master , who every body anticipates was playing his last World Cup( I hope its&amp;nbsp; WRONG!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SACHIN, you may not have had the best of your performance in this tournament .. but you will always be our GOD of Cricket!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the Indian Cricket Team ...&lt;br /&gt;"Jiyo Khiladi Wahe Wahe":):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2927617891957733372?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2927617891957733372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/world-cup-2011-is-ours.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2927617891957733372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2927617891957733372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/04/world-cup-2011-is-ours.html' title='World Cup 2011 is ours!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-7118791843349478976</id><published>2011-03-26T13:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:10:25.742+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spicejet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Landing on Heaven!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Yes, you guessed it right ..I am talking about Saddi DELHI!!Finally, I am back at home to take a break from the monotonous work !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what an amazing&amp;nbsp;flight&amp;nbsp;I had from Hyderabad.'Cuz of the three reasons, which&amp;nbsp;I'll definitely tell&amp;nbsp;by the end of this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before I was&amp;nbsp;so anxious,I just wanted to move out of&amp;nbsp;my work&amp;nbsp;place.Something was ringing in my head that probably this would be the last time I am going on vacations to my home town( which I hope comes true and I shift back permanently to my City of Hearts!!)And once I packed all&amp;nbsp; my bags, I got engulfed by the wonderful thoughts of family and friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oGCow-bUA50/TY2mWItWHLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/H-Wfx5PzR4U/s1600/Photo-0610_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oGCow-bUA50/TY2mWItWHLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/H-Wfx5PzR4U/s320/Photo-0610_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coming back to the three reasons..&lt;br /&gt;First one .. I didn't leave for the airport alone.. as the last two times.. It wasn't all that gloomy to begin with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second , the Spice jet actually added&amp;nbsp;some Spice to my journey since this time there were some male staff on board rather than the over make-upped puffed haired air-hostesses;)&amp;nbsp;!And&amp;nbsp;I bet I saw the&amp;nbsp;Cutest Guy on earth (or practically on air).!:)&lt;br /&gt;I had this Huge laptop bag with me. So instead of keeping it in the cabinet on my own.. I sat on my Window seat with the big bag on my lap to invite the cute guy to offer his help!!(Cribbing at the same time&amp;nbsp;why did&amp;nbsp; I get my Aisle seat changed !)&lt;br /&gt;But even that didn't turn out well.. since the Uncle next to my seat was so generous to ask me to help put my bag on the rack above!! And I had to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had no other option but to get engrossed with the book!! Only to realise&amp;nbsp; that my water bottle was missing and I still had a chance to exchange some words with him!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was when the lights on the plane were switched off&amp;nbsp; and and I had the chance to gaze outside!!The ground below looked like a maze of lights forming amazingly beautiful shapes and forms.What a view it was .. wish I could just capture that in my camera!&lt;br /&gt;And as we were landing, I could see tiny slow moving LEDs which were actually cars:P!!I got so engrossed with the view&amp;nbsp; that&amp;nbsp;I almost forgot about the guy!!:P&lt;br /&gt;And finally when&amp;nbsp; my feet touched the ground,I just couldn't stop humming.. DDDDD.. Delhi ...DDDelhi..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-7118791843349478976?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/7118791843349478976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/landing-on-heaven.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7118791843349478976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7118791843349478976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/landing-on-heaven.html' title='Landing on Heaven!!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oGCow-bUA50/TY2mWItWHLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/H-Wfx5PzR4U/s72-c/Photo-0610_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-7476042116753488950</id><published>2011-03-22T01:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-22T01:50:33.743+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Running Away.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;At one moment I want to stay..&lt;br /&gt;The other, I'm off to somewhere far..&lt;br /&gt;Where i cant even have &lt;br /&gt;a glimpse of my past!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I talk a lot..&lt;br /&gt;It's just to stop those thoughts!!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm dead quiet...&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz at those times I have lost my war!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I should pray for..&lt;br /&gt;The mind and heart&lt;br /&gt;Just stay far apart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I could just tell someone&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to swallow it alone!!&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels stupid to say..&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like running away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-7476042116753488950?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/7476042116753488950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7476042116753488950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/7476042116753488950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away.html' title='Running Away.....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-6196067981369994878</id><published>2011-03-12T03:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-12T03:58:13.562+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthquake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuperMoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>The Earthquake and the SuperMoon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Its so disheartening to see thousands of people dieing , suffering and waiting helplessly with no real fault of their own. Except they just happened to be at the place Nature played its havoc on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I feel so sad looking at all those reports and images.And its even more painful to realise that no matter how strongly we feel for them, we can't revert the mis-happenings. We&amp;nbsp;can&amp;nbsp;just hope things would get better as soon as possible with global organisations coming forward&amp;nbsp;to help Japan in this tough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I came&amp;nbsp;to know about the happening only at early evening when I overheard some of my colleagues at office talking about it (Ya , I am bad at reading newspapers).It was only after I got back home that&amp;nbsp;I was able to watch the news.And that's when&amp;nbsp;I heard some reporter talking about the &lt;strong&gt;Super Moon&lt;/strong&gt;(term coined by astrologer Richard Nolle)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The fact that Moon is going to be closest to our Earth and will be in full phase&amp;nbsp;at the same time on March 19,has triggered an argument between astronomers and the astrologers that whether this closeness to Moon has any role in the calamity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.accuweather.com/blogs/astronomy/story/46417/extreme-super-full-moon-to-cause-chaos.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;AccuWeather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; quotes an astronomy blogger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There were Super Moons in 1955, 1974, 1992 and 2005. These years had their share of extreme weather and other natural events. Is the Super Moon and these natural occurrences a coincidence? Some would say yes; some would say no. I'm not here to pick sides and say I'm a believer or non-believer in subjects like this..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There have been documents all sorts of coinciding extreme weather events that have occurred around past Super moons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hurricane Katrina made land on the Gulf Coast on Aug. 29, 2005, which was 10 days after the Super Moon for that month. The 1938 New England hurricane happened on Sept. 21, three weeks after a Super Moon. Australia's Hunter River experienced mass flooding and property destruction in February 1955, two whole months before and after bookending Super Moons.The last extreme super moon occurred on January 10, 2005, right around the time of the 9.0 Indonesia earthquake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Although there are strong facts supporting the concept,there are people who strongly believe them to be&amp;nbsp;nothing more than coincidences and that natural disasters have nothing to with the moon at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One of the reason given by the astronomers is&amp;nbsp;that the natural calamities taking place on earth are because of pent up energy below the surface&amp;nbsp; due to Earth's rotation, the energy radiated by the Sun and many more factors. And the Moon' contribution, if any, is very small compared to these massive factors.(Read more&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/badastronomy/2011/03/11/no-the-supermoon-didnt-cause-the-japanese-earthquake/"&gt;Bad astronomy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So the question still remains...whether there is any involvement of Super Moon in the Japan earthquake or whether the proximity of Moon has any legitimate scientific link to Natural Hazards??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After reading so many thoughts in a short while even my head is buzzing. What really is the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This calamity has actually sent out a panic message across the globe.Although nothing really can be done about it.We, humans have the tendency to link events to each other in a strange way even when there is not much of a connection.Skeptics refer to this as "Correlation does not imply causation". In other words, just because two things happen near the same time or place doesn’t mean one actually caused the other. Out of such things are superstitions born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have been a strong believer of scientific logic.That's why I think its just a time to keep our calm and strength together and take the necessary precautions to be able to survive in case of any calamity and help whenever the need arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are not making things better by panicking over something not real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-6196067981369994878?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/6196067981369994878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/earthquake-and-supermoon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6196067981369994878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6196067981369994878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/earthquake-and-supermoon.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Earthquake and the SuperMoon!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-5114022959772410680</id><published>2011-03-11T00:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:07:31.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Once in a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It happens once in a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When you feel like the only one around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You have no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But u still want to cry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When you want to be with the One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Who wont tell you to stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But will quietly wipe out each drop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Coming out of your eye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Who won't ask you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp;tell something interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But listen to the same things in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Like it was new everytime!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Who will just be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The easy one to be around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Even when you won't feel like saying.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;but words will&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;simply pour out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-5114022959772410680?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/5114022959772410680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-in-while.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5114022959772410680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5114022959772410680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-in-while.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once in a while...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-285649374909914565</id><published>2011-03-09T19:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:43:26.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The thoughts keep playing in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;No matter how much I try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;They&amp;nbsp;seem hard to crack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Don't know why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The voices are soo clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Still don't know w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;hat they want to Say!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;They keep going round n round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Making a whirlpool in my mind!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Wish my mind was a silicon chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I could eraze the file of thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Just&amp;nbsp;with a click!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Wish my mind was a radio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Switch it on and off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Atleast&amp;nbsp;I could just tune out those thoughts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But I know Its not so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Have to just bear them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Till one day they rest in peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and let me go FREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-285649374909914565?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/285649374909914565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/285649374909914565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/285649374909914565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/thoughts.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1754820379100594844</id><published>2011-03-03T23:56:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-18T13:08:04.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dilemma continues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kyBBjr6T3O4/TW_fU_uvvKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/c6CiA3W3DtU/s1600/word_challenge_faq.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kyBBjr6T3O4/TW_fU_uvvKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/c6CiA3W3DtU/s1600/word_challenge_faq.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'll be brutally honest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;At this very point of my life I am not sure about anything in my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Am I&amp;nbsp;satisfied with my job??? Do I want to go ahead with higher studies?? Do&amp;nbsp;I want to go back and work in Delhi? Have I really fallen for somebody?? Do I really like writing or its just this phase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I don't know answers to any of the above&amp;nbsp;questions.. and I am not even getting hints from around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I am trying hard to&amp;nbsp;get hold of that " inner voice" ,but I really can't hear it apart from&amp;nbsp;garbled up noises in my mind. To the extent&amp;nbsp; that I believe&amp;nbsp;it would have been &amp;nbsp;kind&amp;nbsp;if they were totally absent.It's as if i am just walking on a deserted lane turning aimlessly wherever the road bends!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Its kind of disturbing&amp;nbsp;sometimes,&amp;nbsp;to realise I have already spent almost one third of my life and I am still clueless&amp;nbsp;what I want out of&amp;nbsp;the remaining two third of it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In simple words, I don't know where my life is heading..(Just like this post!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In fact&amp;nbsp;I was more sure&amp;nbsp;about my life when&amp;nbsp;I was giving my 10 n 12th board exams.. huhhh.!!Life really becomes complex at it gets old!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Everyday I sit alone, trying to tune into what my mind is&amp;nbsp;wants or what my heart craves for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But the answers are either impossibly stupid or absent altogether!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I guess I'll just have to wait for that one clue that will make it clear and give me some,&amp;nbsp;if not all answers, my life needs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Till than I'll be busy Reading, Writing and Dancing to the un-tuned songs of my life&amp;nbsp;!!!:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1754820379100594844?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1754820379100594844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/dilemma-continues.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1754820379100594844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1754820379100594844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/dilemma-continues.html' title='The Dilemma continues.....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kyBBjr6T3O4/TW_fU_uvvKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/c6CiA3W3DtU/s72-c/word_challenge_faq.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-5922983007575012317</id><published>2011-03-02T02:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:19:24.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometimes its hard to believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One can feel soo strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometimes when you think its forever ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It takes just a while to part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometimes&amp;nbsp;I talk a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Its just to stop those thoughts !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometimes I am dead quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;'Coz at those times&amp;nbsp;I have lost my war....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Don't know&amp;nbsp;whats best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Don't know&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;I should pray for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The mind &amp;amp; heart are never at peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If only I could figure out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What they need!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-5922983007575012317?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/5922983007575012317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5922983007575012317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/5922983007575012317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-8671584579675776781</id><published>2011-03-01T01:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-14T05:17:23.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Feels like Deja Vu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It feels like Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;'Cuz its been true!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somewhere deep down the past lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have felt the same....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Only the characters have changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;thought life gave me another chance.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But it was too late to realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;That it was just a myth!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have tried to come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;of the Chains of past ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But now i feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It will probably never last!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-8671584579675776781?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/8671584579675776781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/feels-like-deja-vu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/8671584579675776781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/8671584579675776781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/03/feels-like-deja-vu.html' title='Feels like Deja Vu....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3132227146911901143</id><published>2011-02-28T02:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:56:20.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Strange Saturday: A Boring "Wedding" but a grand "Reception" Dinner!! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So After the freaking Friday here was the weekend and we all friends wanted to make the most out of it!!We had huge hopes from the movie "Tanu weds Manu"&amp;nbsp;'coz of some rocking songs in the promos and we had booked the tickets in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But we didn't have the slightest idea that it would be such a big disappointment!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wanted to walk out but somehow we stayed ,in the hope that something will come up to excite us and feel good about the over all picture.But Kangana kept on with her loose acting and loud make up to ruin the efforts being put by supporting cast and Madhavan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Then, finally the nightmare got over.We sulked a bit over it,Me doing the most part of it and exaggerating my comments(now I feel Kangana has somehow managed to get into me at that time!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Then we went off to wish one of office friend who was recently gifted with a lovely baby girl 'PARI'!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And it was really worth it, seeing the cutie. Although she looked a bit fragile, but that couldn't take away the innocence and the softness from her.I was too scared to even touch her and hurt her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And as all this was going on,we all were all having hunger pangs!!So we all headed to Bikanerwala which we heard was near by.But even that 5-10 minutes journey in the auto felt like eternity :P!!And finally we reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Personally&amp;nbsp;for me it was heaven to just even enter it..the whole feel of Delhi came back!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And i know all delhities (or rather Northies) would identify with me.The whole essence and smell of food like that ..you cannot have that anywhere else in this world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In Delhi, Bikanerwala used to be a regular eating out joint for me and my friends.Now that i was all excited, we ordered loads of food. starting from chole bhature, pav bhaji, dhokla khandwi, aloo tikki, papdi chat and not to forget panipuri!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And although we all gulped everything so fast .. that we were stomach-full very soon,but we couldn't stop but have the desserts.So we had lassi and faluda to just give it a perfect ending!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And apart we all got ourselves packed a box of sweets as gifts!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So although the "Wedding" wasn't that great,but we thoroughly enjoyed the "RECEPTION" at &amp;nbsp;Bikanerwala!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3132227146911901143?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3132227146911901143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/strange-saturday-boring-wedding-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3132227146911901143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3132227146911901143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/strange-saturday-boring-wedding-but.html' title='Strange Saturday: A Boring &quot;Wedding&quot; but a grand &quot;Reception&quot; Dinner!! ;)'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2606687621671987671</id><published>2011-02-27T05:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:53:04.718+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buzz'/><title type='text'>I 'll be waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun rises and reaches above,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the thoughts of my mind..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wait to see you near!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the day goes by,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I wish I could stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But my mind&amp;nbsp;fights back to make me leave,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Coz it's difficult to see and bear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That You hardly Care!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still the hope is there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All night I am up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just in wait of the Buzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is hard to come....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when i give up fighting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just sleep and say in heart that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I' ll be waiting....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2606687621671987671?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2606687621671987671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-ll-be-waiting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2606687621671987671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2606687621671987671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-ll-be-waiting.html' title='I &apos;ll be waiting...'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-3583619998554988145</id><published>2011-02-25T23:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-26T02:45:43.559+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>It's a Different Feeling!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a different feeling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When&amp;nbsp;you turn around....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't even say a&amp;nbsp;'Hi' ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wink with an eye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&amp;nbsp;my eyes follow you till the end.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the hint of your shadow just dissappears..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and smile of my face lasts a mile!!!!:) :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-3583619998554988145?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/3583619998554988145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-different-feeling.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3583619998554988145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/3583619998554988145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-different-feeling.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s a Different Feeling!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2640412115783239706</id><published>2011-02-23T23:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:11:49.035+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My creations!!!!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;nbsp;few days back , I posted an ambigram here.. but I am not sure if many people know what it really is.I ll come to that.. but&amp;nbsp;a short story before that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79;"&gt;Only a few people know , that apart from dancing I have another passion&amp;nbsp;. And that is&amp;nbsp;painting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;But some how&amp;nbsp; in the "Rat Race" to come first everywhere..the paint brushes and the colour pens got ignored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Some time back in&amp;nbsp; college,&amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;junior of mine told me about a new art "AMBIGRAMS". It was not only interesting but challenging with ever new thing you try to create..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;To here I was again with my pens and pencils..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ambigrams are basically typographical designs which may be read as one or more word in its form as presented but also from another viewpoint , orientation and direction."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Below is one of such art form that i have tried to create...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SMILE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7l1Ww16HbKQ/TWU9fQwYsbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/tHn2psoDqE4/s1600/myphoto.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7l1Ww16HbKQ/TWU9fQwYsbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/tHn2psoDqE4/s320/myphoto.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2640412115783239706?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2640412115783239706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-creations_23.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2640412115783239706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2640412115783239706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-creations_23.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;size: large&quot;&gt;My creations!!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7l1Ww16HbKQ/TWU9fQwYsbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/tHn2psoDqE4/s72-c/myphoto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-6045506071821979878</id><published>2011-02-18T01:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:13:54.510+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>From the End to the Beginning!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I realised that&amp;nbsp;I have stayed away from my blog for too long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So many things have happened since I last wrote.And so much is still going on,which I want to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But that isn't the only reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Being at a new place (Although its almost 8 months here) among&amp;nbsp;new people(Even when&amp;nbsp;I have grown close to a few of them), it's difficult to&amp;nbsp;find&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;person with whom the words could come out without the effort!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;figured out&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;best to talk to my blog, for two simple reasons:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1) It won't give me raised eyebrows ^ ^&amp;nbsp;while i talk about some things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2) And It won't&amp;nbsp;get to know more than what I say from my face...( both things my&amp;nbsp;friends are good at!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So where should I start from???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end of college life or the beginning of the&amp;nbsp;office life ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~~~From spending day and night doing vella panti on campus&amp;nbsp; to being irritated sitting without work in office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~~~Returning to the same chaotic but cheerful home after college&amp;nbsp;to coming back from office to an empty silent house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~~~From desperately waiting for weekends to end&amp;nbsp; to go back to college friends.. to having "Thank God its Friday" feeling on almost all Fridays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~~~From having mom-cooked Rajma Chawal&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;on Sunday Lunch to making Maggi dishearteningly or skipping lunch altogether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do i miss my previous life ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Well can't say about that since there are things that i have started to like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&amp;gt;Doing something without giving it too much a thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&amp;gt;Staying out of home late night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&amp;gt;Watching senseless movies&amp;nbsp;for a single reason&amp;nbsp;of having nothing else to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&amp;gt;Going out to eat just to try&amp;nbsp;out the new restaurant that has opened down the street( or actually&amp;nbsp; because I don't feel like cooking at home:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&amp;gt;And saying '&lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;' for things i would have otherwise definitely&amp;nbsp;said no to !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The two lives, contradicting though, have now&amp;nbsp;become a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I don't want to let go of any one of them.I guess I just want to have...&amp;nbsp;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The Best of Both Worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" !!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-6045506071821979878?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/6045506071821979878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-end-to-beginning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6045506071821979878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/6045506071821979878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-end-to-beginning.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;From the End to the Beginning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-609061119351463502</id><published>2011-02-08T00:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:25:49.160+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambigram'/><title type='text'>My Creations!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/TVA7XS11ZBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0vMmc3Jr-Vw/s1600/final_phixr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/TVA7XS11ZBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0vMmc3Jr-Vw/s320/final_phixr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Nupur /Mayur)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One of my latest Ambigrams !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Watch Out this space for more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-609061119351463502?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/609061119351463502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-creations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/609061119351463502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/609061119351463502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-creations.html' title='My Creations!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/TVA7XS11ZBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0vMmc3Jr-Vw/s72-c/final_phixr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-4142365073825769347</id><published>2011-02-07T15:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:24:42.519+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zuckerberg'/><title type='text'>"Facebook Effect"</title><content type='html'>Nobody today would deny that Facebook is bringing the world together. Despite its modest beginning as a college project of a Harvard student, Mark Zuckerberg, Facebook has become a powerful tool with unprecedented influence across modern life. It has not only changed the way people communicate today but also how organizations and government reach out to the general public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has grown from being restricted only to Harvard crowd to having users spanning across different generations, geographies, cultures and languages. Initially, it started as a plaything among college students. But today, it has become a routine part of lives of millions of people (its membership is now over 400 million).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a new form of communication, it has lead to strange interpersonal and social effects. The Facebook effect happens when it puts people in touch with each other often unexpectedly, about a common experience, interest, problem or cause. This is because Ideas on Facebook have the ability to rush across groups and to bring awareness simultaneously with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of this open and transparent communication was put in policy and practice based on real identity. On Facebook, it is important to be your real self without which you will not be able to interact effectively with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;The owners of Facebook have tried to keep Facebook simple, clean and uncluttered while putting innovative ideas and running new applications on it. Through News Feed, Facebook Connect, etc. Facebook has tried to make communication more efficient and intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since privacy has been a central concern for its users, Facebook has continued to come up with more simplified and improved privacy controls to protect the user data from being misused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though critics continue to argue that the young people spending whole day on Facebook are losing their ability to recognize and experience change and excitement in the real world, the membership has continued to grow. Every month billions of data gets uploaded on Facebook including trivial announcements, birthday greeting, weighty announcements, political provocations, invitations and it is already the largest photo sharing site on internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rate and scale of growth has no doubt raised complicated social, political, regulatory and policy issues But still, Facebook remains one of the biggest expression of globalization today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-4142365073825769347?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/4142365073825769347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-effect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4142365073825769347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4142365073825769347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-effect.html' title='&quot;Facebook Effect&quot;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1255040610539435726</id><published>2011-02-01T17:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:41:15.985+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>If you do not change, you can become extinct!!</title><content type='html'>A famous quote from Spencer Johnson used in his international bestseller “Who Moved My Cheese” tells us the importance of bringing about the change in and around us.&lt;br /&gt;We as human beings enjoy the most being within our comfort zone. We always want things to remain the same. The sense of certainty gives us a strange pleasure. On the other hand any kind of changes brings along fear and anxiety. That is the prime reason why we resist any major changes coming our way. We always think we can get away with it. And when the situations turn unfavorable, instead of accepting the change we enter the denial mood and start blaming things in and around us.&lt;br /&gt;But we forget that if there is no change there is no improvement as well. The sameness may be enjoyable for a while but after a point of time it becomes monotonous. It stagnate our life and challenges the mere purpose of our existence in this world.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, change brings about a new dimension to our life. Not all changes seem positive and healthy at the beginning but as we move ahead they offer us new opportunities to grow and flourish. The new challenges that it brings in front of us show us a new direction. If only we trust ourselves and move ahead, a simple change can bring out the best in us.&lt;br /&gt;In the book, Hem undergoes the denial mode and isn’t ready to accept the absence of cheese. Even after a lot of persuasion by Haw, he fails to look at the new situation and the possibility of something better lying ahead of it. Whereas Haw overcomes his fear and moves on to find a new Cheese station full of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Even Darwin’s theory of evolution points out this fact. The theory of survival of the fittest states that the individuals who best adapt to the environment are the ones who will most likely survive. They possess variations that give that give them a selective advantage.&lt;br /&gt;Similarly the sooner a person accepts the change, the better are his chances to take the advantage of it. Just like Darwin said once,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, or the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1255040610539435726?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1255040610539435726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-do-not-change-you-can-become.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1255040610539435726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1255040610539435726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-do-not-change-you-can-become.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;If you do not change, you can become extinct!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-2090899966657396415</id><published>2010-02-14T13:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:02:38.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/S3ezNZ1z13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XOBRF-9YUqY/s1600-h/valentines_heart_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/S3ezNZ1z13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XOBRF-9YUqY/s320/valentines_heart_box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438012117929416562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses, Chocolates, Gifts, and Heart –shaped cards...Finally the day has arrived and you can see the excessive red all around: P!!As they all say …”Love Is In The Air”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where some hearts are humming their own tune… radio airwaves are being flooded by the romantic songs... So, here is my list of favorite romantic songs and I am sure they are bound to make you fall in love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kuch Iss Tarah&lt;/span&gt; :-The melodious number from Atif Aslam will  just makes your heart sing .It reminds you of school and college days when you wrote poems and composed  songs on your guitar for your sweetheart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baahon ke Darmiyan&lt;/span&gt;:-This one from Khamoshi is perfect when you  don’t find the right words to express your feelings. The soulful number from Salman –Manisha starrer is still quite popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tujhe Dekha toh Yeh&lt;/span&gt;:-A romantic number from the most romantic film ever. The song ,just like the movie ,is popular for the SRK- Kajol chemistry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tauba Tumhare yeh ishare&lt;/span&gt;:- This one from Chalte-Chalte ,is a sensuous number from Rani and SRK!!Perfectly captures the romantic  mood…:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tera Hone Laga hun&lt;/span&gt;:- This  number is currently topping the charts... With a sizzling Ranbeer-Kaif chemistry and mesmerizing voice of atif what else you can ask for!!Perfect combination!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yeh Kahan aa gaye hum&lt;/span&gt;:- The old number from Amitabh - Rekha starrer “Silsila”.. Released in 1981 gave way to a lot of rumors because of the sizzling and rocking on-screen chemistry between Rekha and Amitabh. Even though the rumors died soon but the song continues to rule the charts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chand Chuppa Badal mein &amp; Hum Dil De chuke sanam&lt;/span&gt;: - The two songs from Aish-salman-Ajay starrer...they can still make your heart melt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ab mujhe Raat Din&lt;/span&gt;: - This one from Sonu Nigam’s album Deewana... Absolutely enchanting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saiyaan&lt;/span&gt;:-This Kailash Kher number is completely different from the league and one of the most critically acclaimed songs by Kher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mujhe Raat Din&lt;/span&gt;: - This one from sangharsh .. (I guess the only thing most people like to remember about this film): P!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, these are the most romantic and melodious songs , perfect for this occasion...for all those who are with their valentines you can surely dedicate one of these to your valentine or even better... sing it out to  them and I assure you wont need to be Rafi to strike a cord with your partner ;)!!!&lt;br /&gt;And for those who are spending this year alone... keep listening to these songs and feel the Love in the air!!And probably  these would encourage you to find a valentine before the next valentine…:P:P!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine’s Day :) :)!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-2090899966657396415?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/2090899966657396415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2090899966657396415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/2090899966657396415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2ESrj506iQ/S3ezNZ1z13I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XOBRF-9YUqY/s72-c/valentines_heart_box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-525906194071724427</id><published>2010-02-11T00:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:50:02.247+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The TOP-5 Friends!!!!!</title><content type='html'>From the day we are born to the day we take our last breath, we come across so many people who become a part of our life. Some of them are immediate family or distant relatives but most of them are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;‘FRIENDS’&lt;/span&gt;. And no doubt, these days’ friends rule the larger part of the life of our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;‘Youngistan’&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends keep entering and exiting our lives but what stays forever is their unique essence and color of friendship. Each friendship brings with itself a new flavor that’s different from the other .And this is because of the different genre of people, of different tastes and temperaments; we come across in our life. Here is my list of the top 5 friend’s type…A must have in your own gang to spice up your life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The ‘Hangout’ friend&lt;/span&gt;: - This is the one who will always accompany you to all the hangouts, ready with shopping plans, treats, parties or just the usual sightseeing for time-pass. They will make plans for hangouts, list out all the places, watch out for events in and around your place. And of course, end up coming with you even if u forgot to invite them :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Worldly –Wise friend&lt;/span&gt;: - This one will be full of worthy advice for you. More like the agony –aunt, they will solve all problems ranging from a fight with your best friend or a sour relationship. They won’t  really tell you the dos and don’ts  but will always prevent  you from taking the wrong direction .The  ones  you can always depend upon and  look up to in difficult situations and they will surely guide you on  the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Empathizer&lt;/span&gt;:-This one, better known as “The Listener”, is quite an important one. And that is because they are the ones who will help you to sail through your tough times just by being at your side, listening to your stories with unwavered concern and attention. They will always be present to give you a shoulder to cry or (in case of guys) a pat on the back to bring you out of your low moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Funny Pal&lt;/span&gt;: - Another of a must have in your group of friends. They will bring with them their bags of laughter, jokes and witty comments. So you will never find yourself bored in their company. They are the people who are happy and content with their lives and always look at the brighter side of the picture. They enjoy being happy and making people around them happy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Virtual friend&lt;/span&gt;:- Now, in this age of social networking, how can I forget them!! They are the people you just stumble upon Orkut, Facebook, and MySpace... etc etc...And then with passing time (and regular chats of course) you make an emotional connection (virtual though) with them. They are the ones you talk about anything and everything going on in your life without revealing your identity and without the tension of being blown out –of –proportion. And of course sometimes they help you to expand your horizons and look out at the world outside your own group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are other types as well-like the one who will give you all the gossips for your spicy chats or the one with a similar passion as yours, but you will find the shades of them in these five as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which type of friend do you think you are……?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-525906194071724427?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/525906194071724427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-5-friends.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/525906194071724427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/525906194071724427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-5-friends.html' title='The TOP-5 Friends!!!!!'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-1353234075454305775</id><published>2010-01-22T12:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-14T12:29:47.372+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Hazarron Khawaishein Kuch Aisiii….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Dreams. Dreams .Dreams. We keep on dreaming about big and small things... day in day out... wishing they get granted as soon as possible...and time to time they are fulfilled as well.. But the thing that doesn’t go away is the Want… the insatiable desire to get more...more than what we have... or at least more than what others have... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how many times do we  sit back and think  do we  really deserve what we have already got…and appreciate what God has bestowed upon  us keeping immense faith  in us…You really do when one day suddenly you are splurged with all your wishes…I have experienced  it..  Not once but twice and mind it... it feels amazing... it’s like everything is moving around on your whims and fancies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the one to fantasize things, drafts wish lists and pre plan every single event , I used get a little sad when things didn’t go exactly the same way( or  should I say MY WAY).. No matter how much I tried to hide it or ignore it...But on those days God didn’t give me a chance for that... I got not just what I thought of... but also those tiny ones which I had long forgotten about, being used to the fact that they are not worth worrying about…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those days was 3rd September 2009 when I got my first job…and the other was my birthday ( when  I got my first teddy, first high heels, first blog, first…the  list is long :P).Now I know what you are thinking.. How stupid a person can be to keep these two widely incomparable achievements together? But who cares... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s because today I realize how stupid we are when we keep on running after things that we don’t get, ignoring the hundreds and thousands of wonderful though small surprises that keep springing up every moment of our life. We choose not to pay attention or even smile back at them for the simple reason that we think it’s too sub- standard to be happy about tiny things. We are too busy pursuing BIGGER things in life. No doubt, there is so much to achieve in this ever-competing world... (Where u can win or lose a 10m$ race by microseconds or is it nano-seconds..: P) and I never said to stop running after the big things...But I still feel its not a good enough reason to miss those thousands of smiling moments...that may not just brighten up your life... but also the world around you…Just try it once…!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-1353234075454305775?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/1353234075454305775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/01/hazarron-khawaishein-kuch-aisiii.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1353234075454305775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/1353234075454305775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/01/hazarron-khawaishein-kuch-aisiii.html' title='Hazarron Khawaishein Kuch Aisiii….'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-4895551633256219359</id><published>2010-01-17T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:06:59.225+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning....</title><content type='html'>Whenever I get down to write something, I always end up blank or writing something sounding foolish.Its not that I have nothing to say or tell.. in fact it’s the opposite way.. there are like hundreds and thousands of thoughts and ideas floating in my mind, waiting to get the right medium to come out in open, fighting for survival, pushing each other to get the chance first………just like a school kid fighting for half a mark to pass in a 100  marks paper……:P&lt;br /&gt;But this time I realised it better to just write out whatever comes in my mind… umm.. just like  a flowing river…or leave it on d thoughts to fight their own battle in my mind.. n just reward the one which wins!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;Well.. now of course..there is only one thought that has  successfully  managed to keep roaming in my mind..about the big day of my lyf… that comes every year:P!! ya ya I know.. how kiddish n over the top it is  to be soooo excited about your birthday.. after all it repeats every year .. what is so new about it.. all said and down…(in fact I  can hear the giggles even now) but I guess.. I cant help but be happy and excited( actually super-excited in my own words..)this is the way I like to celebrate.. and just be thankful for this wonderful Gift of Life!!!And I believe this the best way I can give back to  God who has been so kind on me to provide me with all the beautiful things:- family, friends,success , happiness.. but most important Satisfaction… !!To  just be happy with my life and the way its going!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I know .. its sounding very cliche.. idealistically boring… but this realisation has come after a long struggle.. the struggle called life…Running after numbers, rat race, gossiping, feeling emotionally sick,fighting on minutest of things, getting sudden bursts of anger( mind it I still get them…but now making a conscious effort to keep them away!), facing rejections after rejections… but when I sit back and think  calmly I can see the goodness around me…. That I missed in the hyperactive state of mind..And that’s when I realise that its easiest to be irritated, annoyed, angry, dejected.. but its most difficult to hold your nerves and stay calm and smile in the toughest moments of life. And just be happy for all the good things in your life!!&lt;br /&gt;Well now that this piece is going nowhere…I ll just like to end it here…but before I do that ..I just want to thank all my friends and my dear ones.. who have , in one way or the other, helped me to be a better person( I know most of them wont agree ..:P) and have added new shades in my life, making it just not colourful  but delightful as well!!!!Thanks guys..luv u lots…Hope the bond of togetherness grows stronger in this coming year of my lyf…&lt;br /&gt;And  in the end this one is for myself…&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!Hope to have a rocking 21st year !!! Let it begin..:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739332202632523660-4895551633256219359?l=komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/feeds/4895551633256219359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/01/beginning.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4895551633256219359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739332202632523660/posts/default/4895551633256219359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komal-hiddendesires.blogspot.com/2010/01/beginning.html' title='The Beginning....'/><author><name>Komal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ailHfa2h4DM/TWOMYIkx2zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2sPAfH8zxzw/s220/165653_1732369062892_1048488897_1987437_5717402_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
