tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32994438470200917172024-02-23T00:42:53.105+05:30For Wateva it is worth -- my two pennies on things about lifeTuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-55440864526675871372012-09-14T22:24:00.002+05:302012-09-14T22:41:34.899+05:30That's ME!bourne<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">To begin a day with a brisk morning walk is a joy in itself. Morning walks don't really have to be like what the self help books would tell you to. It is up to you, my morning walks are mostly pensive about the pervious day, or silently hoping for a good today, or wishing ambitiously for the tomorrow. To do this, amidst some picturesque scenes at the Royal Botanical gardens is bliss. The first steps to a great day- resolutions for the day, petty plans for the day, mind mapping and overall feeling fresh - all this in a morning walk.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbxorVf7gx-WVG2SqZBnQHIood5wH1QkA7btM6MK1brPRxGwohEBOMbVuH6HBR856i4gg0K5xQ5BJ22wpOpijqvRwxnFX2pR4oPLnXiHiEgIf69BmtqNP5W1QA6-nPStw6Og_F6UqDyk/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 100px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 211px;"><img border="0" hea="true" height="100" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbxorVf7gx-WVG2SqZBnQHIood5wH1QkA7btM6MK1brPRxGwohEBOMbVuH6HBR856i4gg0K5xQ5BJ22wpOpijqvRwxnFX2pR4oPLnXiHiEgIf69BmtqNP5W1QA6-nPStw6Og_F6UqDyk/s200/untitled.bmp" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Melbourne CBD is a shopper's paradise. Starting from designers like Myer and DavidJones to small vendors , it has it all. The shopaholic in me reveals my "Carpe Diem" , attitude. Enjoy the simple pleasures of buying impulsively , craving for things by widow shopping and over all "feel high" while just buying- with no peek into the wallet or the depleting bank balance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">As one takes an afternoon stroll on the river bank, along the Docklands harbour, watching the ships de-board and board, one learns to believe in being able to offload sorrows and bitter memories and board on new enthusiasm into life. With this belief to back you up emotionally, a view of the docklands skyline is splendid.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The most interesting thing about Melbourne is its changing weather. Any one who has visited, be it anytime of the year would tell you, how they saw all four seasons of the year in a single day. Melbourne's fleeting weather is so ME, just like its changing weather , is my temperament. I can go from being a melancholic self, to a more content self within minutes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoping on and off trams is an exciting and heart touching thing to do when in Melbourne. The tram trips are so fun. A trip in a tram can help you see the diversity of Melbourne. Starting from a busy office goer sunk into his iPad, a school going kid lost in music on his earphones, an old lady engrossed in her book, to a drunk nomad. You see all of them. On the other side, if you choose not to look out for any of them, you can get nostalgic on your tram trip, sitting back. Relaxing. I have taken all my nostalgic rides in my Melbourne tram trips.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This place is buzzing with its infectious enthusiasm all around any time of day. The tourist information centre in this architecturally significant building is an added bonus. There is lot of the city that this place reflects, overlooking the flinders street station, it is all about socialising. You have people watching movies on the giant screen, friend talks over cups of coffee and people letting it out with all fun filled events that are hosted here.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This part of me, is more for the attitude and not really for the money. </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Seeing the faces at the Crown Casinos, sounds of clinging coins, where people are winning / losing millions of dollars tempts anyone to place their cents on the table at least once. one could go on about the good and bad of gambling, but the air in the Crown casino breathes this message, " Take the risk, the thrill is worth it".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This is so me as I still put on my gambling hat for many of life s decisions.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A ferry ride across the Yarra river and a walk along its banks at the end of day pampers you with so much delight and space to dream. Overlooking the waterfront in a cozy restaurant , one can stay long hours , thinking about one's life getting all dreamy- Smiling over some pleasant memories, misty-eyed over some failures, and go on to dream up more doozies.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well, there is always a "That's Me!" feeling in Melbourne. And <a href="http://www.visitmelbourne.com/in" target="_blank">"That's Me!bourne</a>". </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No visitor, no resident can deny that. </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">There is something for every bit of you. No matter how trivial or how grandeur, no matter how subtle or how conspicuous it is in you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">From the memories that I hold of my stay in Melbourne, I just feel simply,that s so much of ME , for ME, in Me!lbourne. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I say,When in Melbourne, Do what the "ME" in you tells you to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Go find the ME in you. That's Me!bourne. After <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">having written this post and recalling my memories of my stay there, I can hear myself <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">saying <a href="http://www.visitmelbourne.com/in" target="_blank">"…it's your time to visit Melbourne NOW"</a></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> to go and rediscover the ME in </span></div>
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Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-75680662599795751542010-09-04T21:00:00.002+05:302010-09-04T22:12:38.777+05:30Return<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After fighting a tough battle with the cruel world, with a mustered up brave front, I return back.</span></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To tell you my darkest fears and to reveal my cowardly self.</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After celebrating glorious successes, de boarding from a fly-high trip with some of the jealous world and some of the genuine world , I return back.</span></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To listen to a speech about "how not to get lost in the success-comfort-zone" and to get my head back on my shoulders.</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After going through a bout of hope-drain, having fought back tears of agony, I return back.</span></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To cry them out to you and listen to your piece of advice to "take care of myself" and to keep up the hope.</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After making a mistake, which escapes the eyes of the world, I return back.</span></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To plead guilty since no mistake escapes your ever scrutinizing eye.</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After taking that biggest step, the life changing decision, biding good-bye to the old, I return back.</span></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To whisper my loneliness rant to you and to get rest assured that "all is going to be good".</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After all things good and bad, after the many brave, cowardly, hopeless, successful, worthless facades and bouts that I go through during the day, I return back to thee, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">my subconscious mind, my pillow</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, to show you who I really am and to get my batteries recharged. Be it, a happy day or a not-so-good, my heart cries out for this time to </span></span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">RETURN </span></span></span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">back to you.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Even an insomniac knows what it is to return back to the pillow, where you hold secret conversations with the sub conscious mind. The one that reveals to you all that you truly are which even the best mirror in the world can't.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;">I saw the world with you.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">I dreamt a dream for you.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">I wished that I live that dream with you.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Disaster struck, I lost my eyes.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Despite pain, despite depression,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">I kept the hope alive, my dreams unshattered.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">And I knew even without the guidance of my eyes,</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Some call it, Blind Hope, Blind Trust, Luck.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">But the Blind Me, just feels thus, "I was meant to discover you back".</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours. if it doesn't it never was.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i>I set something free, the loss pained me, I lost all means to find it back myself ( like my bleeding eye), but I wished for it with all my heart.</i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">I am participating in the </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">WeBlog's Sleepy Sunday contest!</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"> You may read other participating posts </span></span><a href="http://www.weblognow.co.cc/2010/08/sleepy-sunday-contest-ii.html"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">HERE</span></span></b></a></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Tuppence writes her first Guest Post and is elated about it. Please read <a href="http://blog-a-ton.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-2-pennies-for-whatever-it-is-worth.html">here</a></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This post has been published by me as a part of the </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Blog-a-Ton 13</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">; the thirteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following </span></span><a href="http://blog-a-ton.blogspot.com/"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Blog-a-Ton</span></span></b></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Good byes remind us of farewell speeches about memories, vote of thanks emotional moments, alcohol enhanced parties, exchange of gifts and all the good to bid good-bye to something that has been ours all the while and welcome/be forced into the new.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some of these are the most awaited ones with so much anticipation, but when the day is there to say good-bye, it feels sad and you wage a war with yourself thinking why you even wished for such a day.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some of these are the most dreaded ones with a heart rending and fighting to get out of the comfort zone, to enter a new world.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some of these are forced on us, by situations dumping it on us, to let go of things and relationships.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some of these are inevitable and age and time gets the better of us and bring us to these good-bye moments.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The hugs, the speeches made, the gifts exchanged and the drinks musings, are all only answer to get over with the Good-Bye Day. The mind goes through a lot more before it decides what to feel about the thing that is here to say good-bye to. The mind does not know whether to let it go without a tinge of fear, since it was the mind itself that longed for it. Or to try and let it go by cursing life for being merciless and forcing the farewell and then wake up after the hangover to only realize that the trial was not successful. Let it go with a whole world of joy, since it was much longed for and the new can only be good. Let it go by forcing the mind to only think of what the future has to hold, to welcome it with a new bounce of enthusiasm with some doozie dreams.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have all good-byes been good? Why are they termed thus?</span></i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Time will answere and help us realize if the byes that we bid are good and the new has only been better with some wishes fulfilled, dreams realized and you hold fond memories of your good-bye and the old days; or the good-byes have been bad because the new have been chosen too early or luck haven't been at your side and you wish you didn't say the good-bye and longing to go back;or the most painful of all being you are still indecisive of whether the forced good-bye on you has been good or not, life does not give you a chance to get back to the old, and you know not if the future without the thing you said good-bye to is going to be good or bad?</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Having written a whole </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/search/label/relationships"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">series of posts</span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> on this topic, I
suddenly felt myself at a loss of expression and thought to write on this
topic. Thinking about it, it is because I got conscious to churn out something
novel, entertaining and my best. So I thought , I will take a try at the
lessons in relationships without getting too boringly philosophically and simplifying
the science of relationships. Like I have said in my previous </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-28-circles-and-their.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">posts</span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, I consider
the relationships I have made as concentric circles, the most loved ones, the
most needed ones in closest proximity to the core.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<b><i><span style="color: #c00000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lesson 1: Don't
get conscious<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Don't consciously try it make it happen and don't
consciously do harm to end it. It just doesn’t work, like how it doesn’t work
while writing a blog, or giving that presentation, it doesn’t work with
relationships too. </span></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #c00000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lesson 2: Don't expect
text book type reciprocation<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Most of us tend to expect our relationships to reciprocate
in exact amount of care, love and importance. The more the merrier. We aim to
be in the same proximity in their circles as they are with ours. But as life
went on, as maturity set in, I came to realize the best of my relationships are
not truly mirrored, they reciprocate but in a different sense, they are mutual
but in varying sense of degree and category. I might be in the innermost circle
of somebody who is in my mid range radius circle. I might be somebody’s
</span></span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-5-watch-dog-people.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">watch-dog person</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> but they don’t watch over me. I might consider somebody as my
</span></span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-1-balcony-people.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">balcony person</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, but I may not know their darkest moments. As I constantly
review and redraw my lines, I know for sure that whatever be the cadre or
slightly varying degrees of proximity, it doesn’t matter as long as there exists
a mutual need for each other.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #c00000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lesson 3 : Always be in for a
surprise. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Relationships - the pride we take in our dearest kept ones
build our personality. We shape our life's beliefs on them and start living
life in a comfort zone. One day, life cheats on us, slaps us on the face and
yells '</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">oh so you thought you could predict me'</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and then everything else seems
to go so predictably wrong!! So always
be prepared for change! Be ready with an eraser to redraw your circles.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #c00000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lesson 4: Keep drawing</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Keep drawing. Some of the lines might have been drawn as a
perfect round the first time around but may not have stayed long. Some of them
might have been drawn skewed and might have hurt. Some lines needed to be
erased to bring other circles closer to the core, some vanished without leaving
back a trace while some others took some of your personality away, while some
others gave you a different perspective of life. Don't allow the happy ones to
let you take your life easy and don't let the broken ones pain you forever,
remember the joy they gave to soothe the pain.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #c00000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lesson 5 : Always remember
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They all teach a lesson, remember it. That is the golden lesson. </span></span></div>
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</div>Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-61519328114678553642010-07-10T00:01:00.000+05:302010-07-10T00:01:06.287+05:30Wish<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This post has been published by me as a part of the </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Blog-a-Ton 12</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">; the twelfth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following </span></span><a href="http://blog-a-ton.blogspot.com/"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Blog-a-Ton</span></span></b></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>While seeing a Red mail van pass by,</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>While blowing off an eyelash that fell off my eye,</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>While going below the bridge when a train goes over it,</i></span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><br /></i></span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>While taking that deep breath to blow the candles on my cake,</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>While seeing the first star in the moonlit sky,</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">-- I wished for things trivial, small, big and huge in all shapes.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some of these I saw come true overnight and I smiled. I learnt a lesson thus that some things just happen if you just believe and wish for it with all your heart. <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Simple</span></i>.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some of these I struggled for, felt helpless and hopeless at times , resisted temptation to give up, held supporting hands and finally realized them. I learnt a lesson thus, wishes need to be worked at, whole heartedly, with perseverance and no pain means no gain. <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Difficult but fulfilling.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some of these I see no doors open for, draining me of my energy, taking away the love for life from me, ruining me. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><i>Evil.</i></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">All of these I had pampered, nurtured and they had manifested themselves as beautiful dreams. Some came true in simple form with life making no fuss , some came after humungous effort and added strength to my personality and character with life being a hard earned battle win, some crushed into pieces and took away my beliefs and ruined my happiness, with life being a merciless, evil cheat. But all taught a lesson.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">While there are still some keep wishing for, innocently waiting which of those categories it will fall into.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now, make a wish , pamper it , nurture it , and make it a dream and work towards it, whichever category it may go into.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Wishes are all your life's worth.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I will put my courageous best to live this world without my soul-mate and not succeed .</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I would utter the most sincere prayer for my heart to be taken care of , wherever I lost it. I would wish evil for this cruel world for taking it away from me.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I would replay some past moments with the hope to make me happy but in the bargain get emotionally moved.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">As my mind conjures up all the negative thoughts, I would cry it to sleep and in the morning offer it some words of consolation.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I would try to keep my mind focussed on other things than to be lost in depression and fail so miserably at the attempt and feel much more depressed than before.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When more things seem to be go wrong, I would just miss myself terribly and go out in the world madly in search of the "ME" with the HOPE alone clinged on.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And when I find myself back, I will cry out of joy and swear to never use this power again and will relish the joy of finding my lost treasure.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For only I know what my mind went through while the heart was away. </span></span><br />
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<br /></div>Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-67091749964380118822010-06-05T08:53:00.000+05:302010-06-05T08:53:32.807+05:30HIDDEN<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Hidden behind a non enthusiastic mind is a self occupied, lost in thought mind. A wake up alarm from an observant friend unhides and brings you back to the real world.<br />
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Hidden behind a over cautious self is a recent failure. Hands to hold and shoulders to cry unhide and reveal the strength in You.<br />
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Hidden behind a blame-oneself for everything is a recent goof up. <a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-1-balcony-people.html">Balcony</a> times with a trusted friend unhides and gears you up.<br />
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Hidden behind a hating-self or self-abandoning is a relationship turned sore, a dream crushed and shattered onto pieces. Self Reconstruction and a mammoth amount of self-confidence helps unhide and regain the real you.<br />
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Hidden behind a over-confident, pompous self is a recent success. A <a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-5-watch-dog-people.html">watch-dog person</a> to rest the head firmly on the shoulder helps unhide and get the feet back on the ground.<br />
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How much of your negatives you hide and how much more of your positives you reveal and for how longer or shorter you can remain in that hiding is the formula of life. What hides behind what, in what proportion , is based on the situations we go through, the successes we celebrate, the failures we stay stumped down with and the relationships we make and break.<br />
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Life is a cheat, it can keep you hidden in dark forever and ruin your happiness and confidence. It can also fool into being hidden in rosy glory for ever and will unhide the danger from your eyes and one day throw it glaringly on your face.<br />
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Hidden behind every beautiful grey cloud is an evil dark cloud and guileless white one. When the white hides itself more, the cloud gets darker and less pretty. When the black hides itself more, the cloud gets grey-ier and prettier. If you are seeing it all white or all black at any time, then you got to learn the lesson of life to see BEYOND THE OBVIOUS and to see the HIDDEN and then you WIN LIFE.<br />
By the time, you learn this trick from life, you either lose heart to look or you lose sight to see. The sooner you learn, the lesser the shock.<br />
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There is always something hidden, everyone hides something or the other, so does Life from you.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This post has been published by me as a part of the </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Blog-a-Ton 10</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">; the tenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following </span></span><a href="http://blog-a-ton.blogspot.com/"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Blog-a-Ton</span></span></b></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the evil</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Understandably so, what the mind has deemed evil, it
contemplates an escape from it.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the good</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sometimes the mind wants to delay the good from getting to it, though difficult to comprehend the reason, most of us have gone through
this.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the discomfort</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The obvious expected escape, when even a slightest amount of
discomfort</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the comfort</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The mind wants to escape the comfort being enjoyed, because
it feels by being used to all the comfort, it is only getting spoilt and
pampered.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the mundane</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The by-rote things being done day-in and day-out get on to
you, and your mind hurriedly plans an escape.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the new</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Not too far into the new things, the mind suddenly tends to
miss the much used to stuff and stealthily plans an escape.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the ordinary</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">With dreams so high, anything such as the ordinary is just a
No-No.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Escape from the extraordinary</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It seems way too extra and the mind is struggling to accept
the mirth out of the ordinary and is feeling a discomfort and wanting to plan
an escape.</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After every such escape , planned and executed, or just
planned and not succeeded, or not planned but just having wanted it, what the
mind has to realize is that the escape won is only temporary , the escape
wished for is only a fleeting moment and the escape not won is an unanswered
prayer for the better.</span></span></div>
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<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Whether it is dodging the evil by planning an escape, or it
is feeling guilty and planning an escape from the evil, it is all temporary and
you will sooner or later have to face the fate because Life is Cruel.</span></span></o:p><br />
<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></o:p><br />
<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></o:p><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Both from the good and the evil, both from the comfortable and the uncomfortable, both from the mundane and the new, the mind is struggling for an escape. Is that to be treated as the ever-wanting mind for more and better or is it to be treated as being an unsatisfied mind. </i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>What my mind needs now, is an escape from these convoluted thoughts to reason out the need for the escapes from everything. An escape from the present into the future is what I need at the moment. </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have you ever felt like this?</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have been longing to meet someone for a long time,
when the time and date is worked out, you suddenly feel just ordinary.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Waiting restlessly for a movie or a book to be
released, but when booked tickets or the book held in hand, it sometimes just feels
ordinary.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have been wanting to buy an item but stayed away
because you found it expensive, suddenly it is on dirty-cheap sale, but it
seems ordinary and you actually don't feel like having it now even if given
free.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have been wanting to own a thing and you get it as
a gift and it seems ordinary within the first few hours.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Planned a holiday of a lifetime way in advance,
but as you pack your bags and the day of start nears, it just seems like just
another holiday.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A dream cherished for a lifetime, held so dear
close to the heart, while on the last mile run, sometimes just seems ordinary.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">These are sub-dued fleeting periods as I call
them. The adrenaline does not go up, no great achievement seems great enough to
excite you, no amazing deal, no longed for item seems to help and get to out of
your sub-dued fleeting period. We have all gone through it and we just find
anything wrong with us feeling subdued during those times. Whether or not we
have realized these periods, we were better off underplaying those moments than
being excited by them. Our mind plays its coins well to keep us in control,
though we just don't understand why and how it manages to do it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #c00000; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="color: #c00000; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The SUBDUED Fleeting moments have left me perplexed and confused
and wondering if am really wishing for the right things . Why my heart is
suddenly not happy at what it wanted sometime back? I waged a
war with my heart asking it these questions.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #c00000; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Were you really happy but just not wanting to show it by being excited,
and why would not want to hide it from me? <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Or were you really not happy at all? <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i><br />
<i><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #c00000; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I was defeated in the war and I felt subdued once again at the
end of it instead of throwing a rage. Some things are better left to themselves than dissected.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that your being upset disturbs somebody.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that somebody seeks your presence.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that your pep talk helped somebody revive and when you are thanked for that.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that your contribution has made a difference to a team.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that your opinions on a topic are respected and quoted.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that you get when you overhear some genuine praises of your work.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that you get when you are told that you helped someone's dream.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The feeling that you get when you realize you are somebody's dream.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Whenever you have had such feelings, there is nothing short of glory that you have been through. People have celebrated you, your moods, and your successes as though it was theirs, people have come to you to share their moments of depression and given you a deserving part-take in their success moments and in short, have glorified you. Not to forget the best of them of all being the moments of self-glory when you have exceeded your own yardstick or have “<a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-post-has-been-published-by-me-as.html">Fooled the fools</a>”. These moments when they occurred and when recalled are the sole reasons for us to wipe off any doubts that we had in ourselves during our downtime.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em><span style="color: #660000;">Through this blog, I leave a Thank you note for all those who have glorified ME. This is to let you know that these fleeting “glorious” moments were great to the heart and helped survived those evil fights with the inner self which is always putting a check like a watch dog to not celebrate too much.</span></em> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Glory be to all of them and to all the things that happened in our lives. If not for such moments of glory, it is not possible to glide through this wicked journey called "Life".</em></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">This is not about a character of a person; it is more about the things we tend to become at certain spans or certain feel factor that we go through.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be an extrovert person, but there have been some private shyness period that you have gone through.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be a bold person, but there have been moments of deep gripping fear that has chilled your spine.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be an overly practical person, but there have been some emotion gripping periods where you found yourself groping to make a decision.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be an under-playing success or a less-excited kinds, but there have been some moments where you blew things up, felt pumped up and found it hard to keep that head on those shoulders.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be an enthusiastic, high energy person, but there are some periods where you felt even a great dream realized or a much-longed-for successful moment seems subdued.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You may be a patience personification, but there are some hurried moments that you have gone through.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">What caused these?</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">There are situations which have led us to such moments.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">There are relationship links who revealed these moments to us.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">There are some threshold points in life which caused these changes in us.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">There sometimes is no plain reason for those fleeting moments, they just come by and leave you wondering about what you are doing to yourself as a person.</span></i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When reading this, if you can recall such stances in your life, then you know exactly what am talking about. If you don't recall any, then it is most likely that you haven't just realized these moments, but they have existed in your life. I am almost certain; there can be no one who has not gone through this.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The society called me a fool, when I refused to understand the word Success as defined by them and said that I am going to define it for myself.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite only a few successes, I never called myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because..those few were the most glorious.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Spectators and acquaintances called me a fool, when they saw me value my relationships more than anything else.</span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite some broken trusts and failed relationships, I never called myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because..with the ones I kept, I felt blessed.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Colleagues called me a fool, when I did not go behind a fat pay cheque and defined my own priorities.</span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite a depleting bank balance, I never called myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because..I had a much satisfied heart than a good looking bank balance.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Friends called me a fool, when I was cribbing, feeling less satisfied, not letting myself be in peace though things were seemingly good to everybody else.</span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite some lonely unhappy times and troubled sleepless nights, I never called myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because..my troubling the trouble attitude kept me on my toes towards my goals and to define my yardstick.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Onlookers called me a fool, for being arrogant, another set called me a fool, for being innocent, </span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite these mixed tags, I never called myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because..I had a few people who could understand my arrogance and innocence, who celebrated and stood by me, the times and situations in which I exhibited the contradictory qualities.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">All the world now calls me a fool, when I say I have a dream to chase, <a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2010/01/connection-thread-blog-ton-6.html">a thread to hold on to, a connection to not let go...</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Despite all the pain, I wasn’t calling myself a fool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>…Only because........................</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>Pain overwhelms, beliefs held strong by the heart ripped apart,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>So today I ask Am I a fool? Was I always a fool or did I turn into one? </em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>You are anything, only if you think so. </em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>Me to myself: Am I a fool?</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>My heart doesn’t answer pretending not to hear.... My mind stammers…</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em><strong>Fool the fools</strong> one other time, mummers my mind to my heart…</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><em>Is my heart hearing?</em></span><br />
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<br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-9022331078015919232010-03-29T18:50:00.002+05:302010-03-29T19:01:55.529+05:30How I learned to learn..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When I fell once got hurt, dusted and walked again, only to fall once more to be more severely hurt, </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I learnt to learn from my previous mistakes.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When I saw myself go through some of the worst and undeserved and screamed "Why Me" but came out of it ever so proudly,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I learnt to learn from firsthand experience.</span></i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When I saw myself sailing along with my kith and kin through their hardships, </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I learnt to learn from observation.</span></i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When life showed me the good and the blessings , in bouts of continuous abundance or in painful pangs of scarcity.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I learnt to learn from this lesson called Life.</span></span></span><br />
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What if <br />
The relationship circles didn't recycle to hurt. <br />
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What if <br />
Time is never needed as a healing for a wound. <br />
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There just arises no need to hide those emotions.<br />
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What if <br />
Dreams did not have deadlines. <br />
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Dreams were not interconnected and can be lived even without being at the cost of the other. <br />
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There were just no "If s" in life. <br />
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If all those were TO BE, then my life would just be a blessing, did I hear any BUT, insipid anywhere? *Sigh*, *Sulk* <br />
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I hate these IF s that keep popping in my mind for I have no answer for them and I hate the BUT s that I hear as replies even more. <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">A writer can write only as the long as the pen holds ink, or the lead is not broken?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">- Or for as long as he can think?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A singer can sing only as long as he has his voice?</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">- Or for as long as there is music in his soul.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A driver can go only as long as his fuel lasts?</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">- Or for as long as there is direction in his life to get there.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A dreamer can only dream more doozies only as long as her most cherished dream is not shattered.</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">- Or for as long as she can does not crush it herself.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">The table will shake, but it is only getting old.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">The path may be blocked with obstacles, preventing only the flowing of the ink, or the sharpening of the lead, but it will clear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">All this only as long as you hold on to your pen, hold on to your writing table, the connection stays, the "ME" in you lives.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Hold on to your nerves, hold the thread and hold the belief, the "DREAM" in you lives.</span></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If there is something that you really need, the whole world will conspire to get it to you, but you need to hold on to the world for it to get that thing to you. You need to exist in that world.</span></span></span></em><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Writing is only a medium, thinking is the thread.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Driving is only a medium, direction is the thread.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Singing is only a medium, music is the thread.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Achieving is only a medium, dream is the thread.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>That line on that picture between “My pencil” and the “Source pencil” is my thread, that which I cling on to, refueling my ink or sharpening my lead to keep my dream alive, to be part of this world to get THAT THING to me.</i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When you meet some people first, their mannerisms annoy you, or their inquisitiveness intrude into your privacy too much, or you find them pompous and bragging or trying to control you too much. They are unlike this "<a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/12/relationships-part-33-stranger-turned.html">Stranger turned friendship</a>" people. Without giving them any more time, within the first few hours or maximum days, you make your decision firm and strong to dislike them. You start looking at them with biased eyes and you find fault with everything that do, though they may be right. Despite their never ending attempts to try and make them like you, you don't give up.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But, then coming to think of it, over days, months, giving yourself a lot of time, recuperating on your interactions with them, when redrawing some of these <a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-28-circles-and-their.html">circles</a>, you realise that you have grown to like them actually. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">These are the people, whom you did not like initially, the only reason being you were in a hurry to close your outermost circle for them and then time told the truth and opened some boundaries for them.</span></span><br />
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<img align="left" alt="<br />" src="http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/tuppence-worth/MySign.png" /><br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-62775112958810401862009-12-11T20:12:00.006+05:302009-12-11T23:50:47.262+05:30Being alone is not being lonely<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Alone times are good but they necessary are not lonely times.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They say, you can feel lonely even in a crowd, but I am not talk about being lonely in a crowd. I am going to talk about not feeling lonely when being a-lone.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is about a lot of time to think about yourself.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is about pampering yourself with an extra dose of chocolate pastry without feeling sinful about it.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is about not having to strike a "just-for-the-sake-of-it" conversation just to avoid some awkward silences.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is about sitting lost in thought recuperating about past, present and future.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is sitting on the lawn reading a book sipping a favourite drink not being mindful of the surroundings or the time of day.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone and liking it means not complaining about waiting an extra 15 mins while waiting on a Queue.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone and enjoying one's own company is about not having to reach out to the mobile to read old SMS Inbox and Sent Items.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone and loving it is about not wishing for anyone not even your best friend to call and disturb your private time.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is about cherishing old dreams, dreaming new doozies, imagining a "pending" dream coming true and living it in your mind.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Being alone is all about feeling good, blessed, depressed, scared and all of it at the same time.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I had one of my alone times today. </span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Watching musical fountain show lost in thought watching water, music flow in joy for over an hour, waiting for more than 20 minutes for Pizza without fretting and fuming, eating pizza by the lawn reading a book on iTouch, long walk back in a pleasantly cold night, all of this alone and all the while thinking about many things in life, the good times, the proud successes, the sorrowful failures, the heart breaking events, the soul-stirring moments, the broken promises, the scared to death times, these circles and how their boundaries merged and opened, and about how this list is never going to end as long I have a dream alive just with myself alone.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I had my alone time today after about over a year and enjoyed it. It is nice to do this at the end of a day, within the four secured walls of what I call work-place (though I don't work at this office every day) without having to think about safety and do the thing that I want any time of the day.</span></i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Post dedicated to this </span></span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-26-tuppence-and-her.html" style="color: olive; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">guest blogger</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> who featured in my blog, a while ago, and to this "</span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187" style="color: olive; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">DREAMER</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">" that the soul lives in.</span></span></span></span><br />
<img align="left" alt="<br />" src="http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/tuppence-worth/MySign.png" /><br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-41777131528235963142009-12-10T23:16:00.001+05:302009-12-11T18:22:13.662+05:30Relationships - Part 36 - The "Not-in-time" Relationships<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">You attend a farewell party or a "last-day-of" something party and you strike a chord of liking with somebody.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">You go on a long tour with a group of people, and while the tour is coming to an end, you start enjoying somebody's company.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">You meet someone new, when parting with a place or saying good-bye to that group, and you like their outlook on things and get lost in conversation.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">You have studied together for years, but you make friends with these people only during the last few weeks of your parting time.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The feeling that you go through is regret on why you did not get a chance to meet these people earlier when there is so much in common and compatibility factor is so high. You got to interact with them or know only now and get to like them just when you have to part with them in a couple of hours/days. There is not much scope to even continue the friendship with them because it feels weird when there is not much closeness achieved, though you like them a great deal. This is what I like to term as "Not-in-time" relationships and these kind of relationships got a mention in my "<a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-16-missed.html">Missed relationships</a>" post like the ones you just missed making on time.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">All said, these people live somewhere in our minds in one of those <a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-28-circles-and-their.html">circles</a> drawn around ourselves.</span></span><br />
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you do only because they share that same quality and you don't get the
feeling that you are the one enjoying some guilty pleasures.</span></span><br />
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</span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-22-three-minute.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">three minute crush people</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, firstly because you share a similar taste for them, secondly because their list is longer than yours. Lastly, you either end up fighting with each other or rather ganging up with each other for it :).</span></span><br />
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planning your savings well, or don't keep a budget list, you don't feel guilty
about it, because they are a shade worse than you. </span></span><br />
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or ice cream, or for that extra round of vodka, while claiming to be a diet,
they come fighting for their share too. So you don't feel like you are the only
one who is gobbling those high calorie things.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Be it planning a classroom prank together, for that extra time in the bus stop / train station gossiping, tearing up
magazines for posters, collecting heroes clippings and collectibles, or playing
missed call pranks, fighting over/ganging up for the sake of the </span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-22-three-minute.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Three minute crush people</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> , or for
those "first time" trials for smoke or booze, they have been partners
in crime in all from the most serious of things to the most funny/trivial of things. You have that never ending debate with them about who learnt these qualities from whom?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Dedicated to my special "Partner in crime", My
crime rate is so much on the low the last 2 years that you have been away.</span></i></span><br />
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<img align="left" alt="<br />" src="http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/tuppence-worth/MySign.png" /><br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-88901640799777729772009-12-08T23:10:00.003+05:302009-12-09T07:35:57.892+05:30Relationships - Part 34 - The "Positive vibe" people<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">There are people who always see the glass half full, don't crib about things however bad they may be tending to be but yet on the lookout to make things better, display eternal optimism and to say the least, have a highly contagious attitude. You just have to sit with them for a chat, during your happiest times or your tough ones, you don't have to tell them about your mood or anything, just strike a converstion with them about anything under the sun, you come back infected with a percentage of their enthusiam levels and think that life is rather insipid without problems. After you have had that chat and feeling geared up to face the fight with a brave smile, spread the cheer and enthusiam that they passed on to you around. I call them "Positive Vibe" people in my world</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It is a like a perfume, you can't spread the fragrance unless you spray some on your self.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span><br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-86797966847136087052009-12-07T20:26:00.004+05:302009-12-08T23:33:43.648+05:30When you have to make a post every day..... And when you are running short of time like crazy .. Rushing to catch a train in an hour, that is when your itouch comes handy to make this hurried post . I am really happy with this thing :-) <br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-43838102070102721842009-12-06T22:26:00.001+05:302009-12-11T18:28:21.743+05:30Relationships - Part 33 - "Stranger Turned to Being Liked" people.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">There are some people whom you get introduced and talk to for the first time and start liking them a great deal. You like the way they engage in conversation to somebody unknown. You like the way they behave. You like their sense of humour. If you discussed anything serious, you like their take on the topic. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They strike a chord of liking with you that you go back and think about them recounting your meeting with them and the memories fill you with a feeling of "a new friend found". These stranger people don't really have to have displayed any extrovert behaviour for you to like them, even their silence or some meaningful smiles or sarcastic sighs can make you develop this liking for them.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Another category of these stranger people are those whom you may not have even met or got introduced to. They might just be people whom you have just observed, like as a fellow traveler, watched them just as a friend of another friend, observed them as a colleague or any sorts. But you have observed them many a times, and all such times you have liked them. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There are quite a few of these "Stranger Turned to Liked" kind of people in our lives. The first kind of people sometimes have become part of our closest circles. The second kind most often don't live in our memories for too long unless we see them on a regular basis. Though we have forgotten them, we know that they have existed in our life and they are one of our circles, just anonymous but.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">They say something about First Impression, may be this is testimony that First Impressions matter.</span><br />
<img align="left" alt="<br />" src="http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/tuppence-worth/MySign.png" /><br />Tuppencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299443847020091717.post-16454087117270769382009-12-05T00:00:00.001+05:302009-12-06T09:38:06.956+05:30All in a Day's Work<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This post has been published by me as a part of the </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Blog-a-Ton 5</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">; the fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following </span></span><a href="http://blog-a-ton.blogspot.com/"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Blog-a-Ton</span></span></b></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The post to be read imagining the sections as hours in a day and as years in one's life. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">00:01 - 03:00</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
felt something different, something that I have not been used to. Everything
seems new, out of the ordinary, I technically start a new something, some call
it, new Life, some call it a new Day . </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To
me, it just feels like some disturbed moment of sleep, which you don't really
wake up to, just heave a sigh or yell out a shriek and go back to slumber. Feel
blessed that the alarm has a few more hours before it goes.</span></span></span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">03:01 - 06:00</span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
saw some kind eyes looking at me with all love, some comforting hands pampering
me, I saw those eyes say a few things to me, not with voice but with its
heart. I saw a dream in my mother's eyes. I just registered the feeling of
those eyes in my heart.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">In
the midst of that sleep, I saw some vision, I recognized a few things, I saw
some things that am going to make mine. I did not know what to call it, it was
a myriad of things. All with one clear message that I want it to be mine and I
was happy. I did not know what to call it, I had to wake up to an alarm and I
just gave it a name </span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Dream</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, wrapped it,
sealed it safely and went on . </span></span></span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">06:01 - 09:00</span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
was all blue eyed, just observing, things and people around, inquisitively, all
with a open willing to take anything as it comes attitude. I learnt a few
lessons, picked up some values and habits all by just watching silently. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Consciously
and unconsciously taking account of the things around, in preparation and
anticipation of the things to unfold. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">09:01 - 12:00</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Slowly
starting recognizing a few things, watching in silence. Using just intuition to
decide between the good from the bad.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Started
things a fresh, with the things I observed thus far and made a list of things
to do. With all the confidence gained and the values picked up , ventured out
to do the things with all the optimism in the world with an elated feeling of
"nothing-can-go-wrong".</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some
happy moments, some disturbing hungry moments. Some pampered and celebrated,
some tears of pain all taken care of but.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Encountered
some successes, fell down, hand held through a few steps. Celebrated those
little successes, mourned a few failures, but took the lesson from both and
swiftly got on.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Confused
with too many things, feeling a little tired, things getting a little over the
head, sometimes under control, but sometimes that head struggling to stay on my
shoulders. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Like
in a coffee break, recollected the things that has happened so far, took a
check on the miles to go before I go to sleep. Sometimes feeling relaxed after
taking counting but sometimes restless in a hurry to go get it done. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">18:01 - 21:00</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A
bit of unrest, too may people around, everybody around seems happy and busy
with me being the center of attraction. All so fast, from the only pair of eyes
, I see many things and I seem to like it.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some
of the things that happened during this period were too quick and fast
changing, some of them were realized and cherished, some done in a hurry and
did not register. Among those that
registered, the success I encountered and the people I who touched me, I
unwrapped the </span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Dream</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> package I made put
these things and people as new dreams inside and sealed it back, this time all
the more securely.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">21:01 - 23:59</span></span></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I could recognize
this face very well, the eyes that were all day on me, watching my every move,
it is such a familiar feeling, I have seen it somewhere kind of feeling. The
touch, the smile, the smell all reminding me of something that I have already
seen/felt.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It felt everything
around me seemed familiar. Who unpacked that "Dream" package and
showed it to the outside world? All the contents of that "Dream"
package, I can see it spilled over, taken shape and unveiled in front of me and
leaving me with a "Deja-vu" feeling.
I was living my dream and when I was
on the verge without being able to decide if to feel elated or to be in
doubt if this too was a dream, technically a new SOMETHING begins, a new Dream,
a new Day, a new LIFE, whatever I should call it this time. </span></span></span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I wrote this post
with the intention of the different sections to be read both with the
perspective of it being the hours in a day and as also the years in our life.
To me, life is a collection of a few hand picked dreams and every day in it is
a step towards it. The above is an illustration of a dream dreamt in the
initial wee hours, cherished during the day and then lived later with a
"deja-vu" feeling. The same projected on to the years of life. Dreams
are work in progress and all the work in our day in our contribution to a step
closer to that dream.</span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"Live life,
live your dream"</span></span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Post dedicated to
this </span></span><a href="http://matuppenceworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/relationships-part-26-tuppence-and-her.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">guest blogger</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> who featured in my blog, a while ago, and to this "</span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16655946887696755187"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">DREAMER</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">" that the soul
lives in.</span></span></i><br />
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