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yeah, obviously there are a whole lot of good things about america . i believe it is the people of the country who truly determine it's outlook. america for instance is made of people who are very friendly and independent at the same time. americans accept the presence of each person around them and respect every individual uniformly. This is shown by very minute gestures such as the 'hi, how are you' they utter to perfect strangers but with perfect warmth. It's amazing the way they treat people. 'Thanks' and 'Sorry' come as often as ever but each time u are assured that they mean it, and that is amazing. but yes, they are so much on their own. walking, eating, reading, doing everything all by themselves. Independent is an understatement. This nature of the american lot has perhaps made them more tolerant to immigrants (except for when we begin threatening their jobs!), bringing about a great cultural mix in their society.Instead of complaining, the...

indeed india, i miss you. well, to start with, i miss your typically morning noises.. the bustle of households, the chatter of housewives, the business of house maids, 'back-up' music of neighbourhood cars, pitched calls of street hawkers, kick starts of 2-wheelers, school buses making their way through.. and repititively, the melody of MS's suprabhatam. i miss a day's omnipresent-naturally occuring blunders.. the overflow of garbage bins, tar roads punctuated by lawful dig ups, traffic junks, hunk-honks of auto rajas, fights for vacancies at bus foot boards, warning less electricity breaks, saying no to beggars, a single rain's flood warning .. and all the associated uncertainties.. i miss the stimuli to my senses... the vividity of feminine drapery .. colorfully spun sarees and flirtily favorable dupattas, aromas of samosa and chai, nostalgia of ameen sayani on AIR FM RAINBOW, taste of the temple's sacred water, sourness of roadside pani puri, freshness of ...

I love her. and I am going to be staying around Denver for a while now. Does anyone know where exactly she stays in Denver? :P

प्रीत तुम्हारी हर युग में निभाई कभी राधा तो कभी मीरा बन आई इस युग में बता दे कहाँ हैं तेरी परछाई? बन जाऊ मैं उसकी पिया भांवरी ! तुझ जैसा खेलें वो आँख मिछोली बिन बतियाएं कर दे बात वो पूरी ; हर गोपी के मन में सजाये रंगोली पर मान ले मुझे वो अपने मन की रानी तुझ जैसी सम्पथी हो गुणों की प्रेम भाव से जीते जगत को; करुना से भरें झोलियाँ पीडित की विष बनें अमृत उसकी चाह से मिले जब मिले उसके प्रेम का सागार कभी राधा तो कभी मीरा बनू मैं उसके रंग में रंग जाऊं मैं कहलाऊं उसकी मैं , पिया भांवरी !! ------------------------------------------- Post Edits : Some major spelling goof ups !!

It would be cliched to say that women have truly made their mark in every possible field and to hail this achievement, we need to recognize her by celebrating her day on a certain day of the year. Yes, definitely. That would mean women have broken into the so called man's world and have learnt those tricks of the trade which makes a man tick in his trade. This could mean a great deal of physical, mental changes for the woman, but now she is bold enough to approach it and bear it. Gone are the days when men were from Mars and women from Venus. Today both are earthly beings, they are plainly practical.They both are fighting this game for survival. A certain incident opened my eyes towards this..This was just a fortnight before the International Women's Day (celebrated on March 8th). I was caught by the traffic policeman for venturing on a road meant for 4 wheelers (while i was on 2 wheels). I cursed my luck and pulled my gaadi towards the 'corner' the policeman showed m...

I always wanted to write about this remarkable human being , Anil Kumble , my childhood-teenage and all-age hero . I realised that it is never too late to write about him. At any point, he is doing more than what he is expected to do, he is doing more than his best. Right from my younger days I have had a soft corner for the underdogs, the not so glamorized personas and Kumble has been one such cricketer.In India, being a cricketer and a not being a demi-god is unusual. This unusuality and simplicity of Kumble struck me. N ofcourse, I got bowled over.By his good looks. As a teenager, I happened to meet him once at a school event and among hundreds of students, I was the only one to manage an autograph from him. The 'video' of his smile emerging from within his sexy moustache can be played in my mind over and over. In the excitement I uttered to him.. " This is the best day of my life".. I don't know if he even heard it.. but for my teenage diaries, it remains one...

यादों के झूले हैं, झूलने दो मुझे, इन में तुम ही तुम हो, खेलने दो मुझे.. आशाओं कि लहरें हैं, उठने दो मुझे, इन में तुम्हारी ही प्यास हैं, बहने दो मुझे.. सपनों कि बस्ती हैं, रहने दो मुझे, इनमे तुम्हारा ही चेहरा हैं, देखने दो मुझे.. काश.. काश , यह जिन्दगी एक सपना होता, तो तुम मेरे साथ ही होते, बात मेरे बस में होती, आँखें न कभी मैंने खोली होती ..