tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112410512011-11-26T12:51:19.053-08:00Bharathi kanda pudhumai penn alla...iyandhira vazhkai-yil pudhumaiyai varaverkkum 21-aam noorandin pudhumaiyaana pennAnshnoreply@blogger.comBlogger601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1129661419195262162005-10-18T11:46:00.000-07:002005-10-18T11:50:19.206-07:00

How strange can it get...You are bored with your city...so you decide to take a vacation cross country to this city you have never seen...its pouring cats and dogs all weekend and still you manage to have a vacation...wet and soaked...you get back to your city and its pouring cats and dogs there too...and it doesnt seem to stop...its like you are taking Rain along with ya whereever you go...but

Anshnoreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1128444162535974972005-10-04T09:41:00.000-07:002005-10-04T09:42:42.550-07:00

It was 7.45am on a busy Monday Morning and I had to get to work by 8am. Soon after I started driving...me realized that me had to pick up a b'day card for my friend. There is a Walgreens on my way to work and me decides to stop there for a couple of minutes and pick up the first b'day card I see and head out...So what happens when the busy Ansh with a pre-occupied mind enters the store....she

Anshnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1128093997557631802005-09-30T08:25:00.000-07:002005-09-30T08:29:21.196-07:00

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni is the latest addition to my favorite author's list. She is an amazing writer, infact one of the very few authors ( who I have come across ) with the gift to express complicated human emotions (those which the heart has reasons, but reason does not recognize) in simple prose."The Unkown Errors of Our Lives" is a collection of nine stort stories by the author and the

Anshnoreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1128017281719646152005-09-29T10:53:00.000-07:002005-09-29T11:08:01.736-07:00

I have been wondering what made me 'not blog' for over a month...-sudden lack of interest-did I get very busy all of a sudden-was is a dearth of topics to write about-did I blame it on lack of timeI really dont know the reason...but I should thanks all my blogger buddies who emailed me to find out if things were OK with me or if I was doing fine and why my blog has been sleeping...'THANK YOU'!But

Anshnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1124826205460168872005-08-23T12:38:00.000-07:002005-08-23T12:43:25.473-07:00

I have been reading books written by R.K Narayan offlate and am amazed by the simplicity in narration and the stories itself. R.K Narayan is indeed a master story teller. The stories are based on day to day events and are set in the imaginary village of Malgudi in South India making it easy for any Indian (especially south indian) to relate.His prologues are very interesting where sometimes R.K

Anshnoreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1123603853950879172005-08-09T09:09:00.000-07:002005-08-09T09:10:53.960-07:00

I see her in the morningsI see her in the eveningsShe smiles- I like itShe is too shy to smile - I like it even moreThose immaculate eyesThat smile I adoreOh did I tell yaShe is the cute 4 year old next door!

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Come Friday he would call her'Movie?' he would askThey would dine at her favorite placesAnd ignore curious looks on their friends' faces.He said he liked the way she smiledAdmired the way she talkedFriday after Friday they watched all the movies in townShe hoped he would never let her down.Then came a time when no more movies were leftNo movie may be just a special dinner she thoughtCame friday,

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Kodak Moment #6She walks into her office...it was her b'day ...she wanted it low key...she had not told anybody...she did not want to publicize it...she walks to her cube jus like she would do any other day ...there was a small little gift beautifully wrapped at her desk with a cute card...that was her first surprise...she smiled...it was from her manager....she wished her...that was so sweet of

Anshnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1122781157795382062005-07-30T20:39:00.000-07:002005-07-31T19:58:33.213-07:00

This Blog is dedicated to one of my good friends Renu...its her b'day today! Renu ...Happy B'day Babe...you mean a lot to me...Not all can make sense of what I say, it makes sense to me, renu and a few others and its for those few!It was a beautiful sunset,The brilliant sun was begining his descent,I was returning home tooMy eyes admiring the view.They call my city the 'city of angels'I would

Anshnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1122501635445651662005-07-27T14:55:00.000-07:002005-07-28T07:53:33.126-07:00

I had to buy breakfast for people at work and was wondering(for 3 days and 3 nights in a row) what to get...I had 3 choices-donuts from Krispy Kreme-Pastries from a Very Popular Bakery Chain in LA-Muffins from an independently owned small bakery around the cornerIt was easy to reduce the list to 2 since the Popular Bakery Chain doesnt open that early and is ridiculously over-priced (though the

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I have been learning spanish off-late...and to be honest...outright honest...my spanish sucks...people either speak spanish or dont speak spanish...there is this very very small group...a third category of people who neither speak spanish nor 'dont speak spanish'...if you know what I mean...and me falls in that 3rd category...Any spanish speaking person hearing me speak spanish is sure to hang

Anshnoreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1121726721063795332005-07-18T15:40:00.000-07:002005-07-18T22:13:03.480-07:00

"I don't think this approach will work", says one."I don't see any pros in the other one", says another."StarBucks anyone?", says someone nearby.Laughter could be heard from two isles behind.One very serious telephone conversation.Two replying to boss's email.A few tensed faces hoping to meet the deadline.Some dozen fingers working with the keyboard...The printer dedicatedly doing its job...

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Home made coffee is the best...I gotta agree on that...no doubts here. But if I am unable to make coffee at home, I cant settle for anything other that StarBucks. Why is that so?This is what happened today...I got up late...so decided I did not have time to make coffee (which takes less than 3 mins)...a very bad judgement on my part...but my brain does not work anyways till I have my first coffee

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I knew.You knew.The irony wasWE never knew!

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Boats on the bay like gems on a necklace,Overlooking the cliff were tall and short palm treesAnd the warmth of the sunWas complimenting the cool sea breeze.Along those curvy roadsYou could bike all dayAnd stop to watchthe street performers on your way.A VacationThere was a third streetNo sign of first, second or fourth one.Eucalyptus trees everywhereHowever the 'eucalyptus street' had none.People

Anshnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1120458307395937652005-07-03T23:09:00.000-07:002005-07-03T23:25:07.403-07:00

You keep givingAnd you are ready to give moreJust coz you careAnd nothing more...You get back nothingHowever you do expect...So whats wrong here?That you give or that you expect?

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Thanks to Dumbs I came to know of this really cool book 'The Mango Season' by Amulya Malladi. This is the second book of Ms. Malladi I read and I should say I am her fan now. Being one of the very few books I read in a single sitting,'Mango Season' is a must read!I was waiting for my flight at Lax and I had picked 2 books to read and was wondering which one I should read first. The picture on the

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Signal falls red.Cars stop.School kids cross the road.Pulls down the mirror.Checks if hair properly tied up.Applies more lip gloss and blush."Endee vandila ipadi pannura""Chumma eru maa...veetula neram ella""Ennavo poo unna thirutha mudiyadhu"Car from behind honks.Signal had turned green a few seconds back.No one else to be spotted in the car.She was here same time last year.Wish amma was here

Anshnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1120057531873432162005-06-29T08:02:00.000-07:002005-06-29T08:05:31.876-07:00

Makkale...The previous blog was my peithals and ularals as a result of imagination running extra wild....and that how the blog got its name....Please dont mistake it for me:)if it was me sitting on the porch sipping a cocktail...it will be different peithals...no sogams;)so chill and have a nice day:)

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Sitting on the porch...the cold coffee cocktail smoothly finding its way down the throat...the caffine does not really help when it has to...restlessness continues...kids continue to play...those faces without any worries...those innocent smiles and laughter..watching them - a face filled with worries sans smilesalcohol...intented to transcend into oblivioninstead, brings back memories to be

Anshnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1119641817034932482005-06-24T12:33:00.000-07:002005-06-24T12:41:45.530-07:00

Hi Folks! I am Cupid, the God of Love. People have a lot of wrong notions about me and I have realized that it is time I straighten out a few things. First of all, I am not blind. I have 20/20 vision and I can very well see the people I pick to strike with my 'love arrow'. I might be the God of Love, but I have other emotions too. I get angry, sad, happy, etc. Sometimes I crave for revenge too.

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I was book tagged by AF and Dumbs.Total Number of Books I Own: 6 (both fiction and non fiction) I don't really buy books unless I am really impressed by the book. Moreover I like to buy books to gift to people, so I dont really have a book collection!Last Book I bought: Day Hikes in Southern CaliforniaLast Book I was gifted: Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Richard Bach (I got this book as a gift in

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Naalai Ulagam Ellai Endraal Azhage Enna Seivaai (If there is no Tommorrow what will you do )....- Tell mom, dad, paati, my sis and her nai kutti how much I love them and how much I have always wanted to let them know that and how many times I have failed to do that!- Bungee Jumping...am in an acute stage of acrophobia... me walks down stairs 10 times slower than walking up the stairs...always

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'I THINK I AM DEPRESSED' SYNDROMEI serendipitously discovered this syndrome;)...when I realized it followed a certain pattern...however...Symptoms vary from person to person.Here are some symptoms-eat like there is no tommorrow...seriously...and that too regular rice and dhal will not help...there has to be a cheesecake, tiramusu ice-cream, and any main dish would do (may be a cheese quesedilla,

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Kodak Moment #1 (May 27, 2005 11:00am PT):The line for the security check was the longest I have ever seen at LAX. It started from Terminal 1 and went on till Teminal 2!Kodak Moment#2 (May 27, 2005 7pm ET):I was at an Italian place enjoying my pizza when I noticed an elderly couple(should be in their 70s)...they were kinda cute...lemme call them Sam and Samy...Sam had gone to get 2 pizzas while

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http://pudhumai-penn.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-lovethen-what-part-i.htmlVarunIt had been two weeks and she hadn't got back to me. Two weeks earlier I met that dame on a Friday night. May be she thought I was just another jerk who would give his number to a girl and ask her to call. I decided to go for a desi movie that night. The desi movie watching community is pretty small and I often see the

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Thanks to my job I have become an expert in asking questions...I learnt that I gotta be very specific about my questions else in chris rock style... I aint gonna get no answer!Now this attitude has got me into trouble with my buddies...reasons being1. I ask too many questions which are sometimes over specific.2.I keep asking the same question in different ways till I force them to give an answer3

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It was yet another typical Los Angeles morning a couple of weeks back when I was standing at the bus top at 7.40am. As usual I was the only person there. I took turns looking at the time and then at the road for my bus, when all of sudden the big trash bin less than 10 feet from me caught fire. I have been trying to figure out how a trash bin standing by itself would catch fire at 7.40am on a

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After having a conversation (thats an understatement...should say an interesting arguement)with my friend late last night, both of us trying to interpret an abstract yet tactfully narrated story in our own ways, both trying to challenge each others interpretation and then realizing it was indeed an exhausting conversation and that we should continue it the next night, I decided I should write

Anshnoreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1115325690850701992005-05-05T13:39:00.000-07:002005-05-05T14:27:28.470-07:00

'Cinco de Mayo' in spanish means Fifth of May! Couple of things to be noted here......its the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth year of the century...125th day of the year ..again a multiple and power of 5....and last but not the least 'Cinco de Mayo' is a mexican holiday commemorating victory by Mexican troops in La Batalla de Puebla (the battle of Puebla) more that fifty years later

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I've been hooked on a couple of songs from Shankar's new movie Anniyan. Vairamuthu has composed lyrics for 3 out of the 6 songs in the movie. The lyrics of these 3 songs are so different from the regular Vairamuthu Lyrics(which are very poetic with never-heard-before tamizh words) in the sense they are in very simple tamizh yet convey the meaning in a wholly new and beautiful way.# KumariThis

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I had a very pleasant visitor recently. I had invited my friends over for dinner and it was 6pm when I realized I hadn't started cooking. Though I had a good one hour before my friends arrived, I wanted to get done with cooking soon and hence hurried to the kitchen. The door bell rang. I wondered if my friends decided to come early."Who's that?"*no replies*I decided to open the door anyways."who.

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I wouldn't say she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was not gorgeous or stunning, but something about her made me look at her the way I did. Some thing about the way she had dressed, something about her walk, something about her confidence made me curious.Can eyes smile? Hers can and hers did. Why was she carrying that amused look on her face? What was she amused about?First time

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As a matter of fact I have! I recently made up my mind not to have anything to do with ice-creams coz they were becoming my staple food. So I threw the last ice-cream box I had at home and turned away from ice-creams. But then, one morning I wake up to realize that I had my favorite waffle cone tiramusu ice-cream in my dream! Honestly I was worried. Such a dream was acceptable if it was a 3rd

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opening an email from dad in the morning..."Avan Mol...how are you...were are doing fine here...we received a proposal from a Menon Family. I have attached the details of the guy to this email...let us know what you feel.God will always do the best for you.loveAcchaa "Avantika looks at the guys details...she couldnt beleive her eyes...its was Sharat....Sharat Menon....how could she tell her dad

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I decided to meet an old friend of mine for dinner after not having met in 8 months. After I ordered dinner, he passed a book to me. It was a surprise. I smiled as I read the title and said," Why did you get me this book""you were running late and I was hanging out at Borders...thought I should pick a book for you""well thats fine...but why this book", I interuppted."the author is Indian""Not

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One of my very close friends is currently going through a verydifficult phase of life and it kills me to see her like that. Evenif I listen to her for hours, even if I talk to her, even if I cryalong with her its not going to solve her problems. Hence I decidedeven if I am not able to do anything to solve her problem I candefinitely make her feel better or give her some diversion in life. I

Anshnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1113925990251941712005-04-19T08:51:00.000-07:002005-04-19T09:18:36.853-07:00

http://pudhumai-penn.blogspot.com/2005/04/serendipity-fate-destiny-part-i.htmlAvantika is now a successful professional in the US of A. She is bold, confident, independent and everything she never dreamed she would be. She shops by herself, drives her car, manages her finances without mom and dad's help and you name it.phone rings..."Can I talk to Avan""This is she""hey Avan, this is Renuka"'hey

Anshnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1113764114853987892005-04-17T11:55:00.000-07:002005-04-17T13:33:26.160-07:00

Being a Leo myself I have this strong and strange affinity for the big cats. I sometimes relate myself so much to them that I often think I was just born into the wrong species. According to me, the Lions and Tigers are the most beautiful creatures treading the face of the earth in flesh and blood. I visited the Shambala Preserve for big cats to personally express my love for them.The Roar

Anshnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1113763766049640902005-04-17T11:49:00.000-07:002005-04-17T13:33:11.526-07:00

Meet Patrick. Patrick is a 'liger' meaning his dad was a lion and his mom was a tiger. It was funny when our tour guide said 'he is so much like a lion and sometimes she is so much a tiger.' Lions and Tigers do not mate in their natural habitat, but when they are in confinement they end up having ligers. There are tions too, where the dad is a tiger and mom is a lion. Tions are more rare than

Anshnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1113763275800814462005-04-17T11:41:00.000-07:002005-04-17T13:33:00.373-07:00

H for Handsome...H for Hansen. Hansen was the most handsome guy in the lot...looks like he liked me too...else y would he show off like this! I was less than 2 feet away when i clicked this pic!

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It was the most happiest day for everyone in the Menon Family. The grandparents were eagerly awaiting their first grandchild, the parents couldnt wait to see their first born, the uncles and aunts parading the hospital campus waiting for their neice/nephew to come into the world! Avantika Menon enters the world. She is the princess of the entire family.As Avantika begins to grow she continues to

Anshnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1113281948574572912005-04-11T21:59:00.000-07:002005-04-13T12:50:49.223-07:00

The Eaton Canyon Natural Area is a 'zoological, botanical and geological wonderland' located at the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains north east of Los Angeles. The plants, animals, hiking trails and geology of the Eaton Canyon Park have so much to offer for everyone. We decided to go for a late afternoon hike on a Sunday. It was around 4pm when we reached the park. One of my friends had

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Eaton Canyon Falls

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Hey People....my apartment complex and few other places in California are the only places in the US I have come across Jasmine Plants....Our entire complex kind of gets enchanted in the evenings by the smell of these flowers...They make me happy and nostalgic!Me very vetti at home this weekend...so povellam korthu thalai neriyaa vachukalaam-nu erukain!Malligai Mottu Manasa Thottu Ezhukudhadi aala

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Malargale malara vedaam oivedungal...avasaram eduvume ingu ellai!

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Pothi vacha malligai mottu puthirukku vekatha vittu!

Anshnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1112988641764052582005-04-08T12:26:00.000-07:002005-04-08T12:45:42.353-07:00

I have been thinking for the past couple of days how it would be if God just appears in front of me right now as i'm typing these words and gives me an option of a Rewind Button or Fast Forward Button, thanks to Suguna's post where she had wished God would give her a rewind button to go back to college days.*Appears God*God Says "kulandhai, I would like to give you a rewind or fast forward button

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This is what my friends have been calling me lately...reason being I attended a team building Poker party at my friend's boss's place when I went to San Diego last weekend and played 7 straight hours of Poker! (I have never played Poker before and can call myself a Pro now ;) )The winners at the party showing off! Poker is considered as one of the ancient forms of gambling! It is very easy to

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He said he will always be there for herAnd she said she will for him.She wonders as she stands there,how long has it been since she last saw him.May be he now tells someone elseHe will always be there for herAnd may be she would too soon to someone elseTell, she will for him.Meaningful words go wastedAs people take them for granted,When he said he will always be there for herAnd she said she will

Anshnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1112647159454496012005-04-04T13:35:00.000-07:002005-04-04T15:48:05.570-07:00

For those who wonder what 'injera' is...its is a sourdough pancake like bread from Ethiopia (namma bashai-la sollanum-na pulicha maavula senja dosa maadiri!!!).I was chillin in San Diego(one of the places i love to go if i desperately need a relaxing weekend) this weekend and wanted some 'pudhumai' in life as usual when my friend suggested we go to an Ethiopoian restaurant. I have never been to

Anshnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241051.post-1112399848118126552005-04-01T15:52:00.000-08:002005-04-01T15:58:25.833-08:00

Robert Frost has always been one of my favorite poets and great inspiration to me. A pastoral poet who lived in New England, you could see New England beautifully described in his peoms.Some of his peoms continue to inspire me..."The woods are lovely, dark and deep,But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep. " -STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY

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I am feeling kinda homesick today...may be coming home to no one after a long day at work...i especially miss mom a lot today...and was lying in my bed recollecting the numerous ways I used to bug her...the funny thing is after I left for the US my mom used to tell me that she was getting bored coz there was no one to trouble her...here are some of the punch lines from movies I used to use very

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unnoadu naan irundha ovvoru maNi thuLiyummaraNa padukkaiyilum maRakkaadhu kaNmaNiyaethonnooRu nimidangaL thottaNaitha kaalam dhaanennooRu aaNdugaLaai idhayathil kalangudhadipaarvaiyilae sila nimidambayathoadu sila nimidamkatti aNaithabadi kaNNeeril sila nimidamilakkaNamae paaraamalella idangaLilummuththangaL vidhaitha moahathil sila nimidamunnoadu naan irundha ovvoru maNi thuLiyummaraNa

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Today was one of those days when one thinks everything is perfect...life cant be any better...without realizing whats in store for you...Got up on time this morning even though I stayed up late, it was raining but still I thanked God for giving me a friend who let me borrow her car so that I could become a driving expert before I buy mine...traffic good inspite of rain...reached work 10mins early

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I have been running away from this and procastinating it as much as I could ...but not any further...After I moved to California, I didnt really think of transfering my license originally from a differnt state to California...reason being laziness, too busy (i'm always busy when it comes to doing things I SHOULD do), and a bunch of other reasons...no dearth for reasons! Then

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how can you resist these eyes!

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When we were kids grandmom used to scold us for watching non stop TV...according to her T.V was a devil in disguise tempting us to fall into his trap and lead us to hell...well I did not take paati (grandmom) seriously then...but today I realize that..I was browsing a desi site this evening when I came across an Ad for numtv.com ...the add said try numtv for 10days! u can watch ur favorite desi

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It was by serendipity I was introduced to Blogosphere and it was by mere serendipity that I got introduced to bloggers....serendipitously did I start chatting with a blogger...and serendipitously did I become a blogger!Serendipity is one word which continues to fascinate me...On one jobless morning, I was sitting back and day dreaming (ofcourse at work) when I began to wonder how certain things

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" Hello World"

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