<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:57:57.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. A .....Mirror called...Mirage !!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-6585380569117201046</id><published>2007-11-20T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T03:42:01.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>Nothing can be befitting than a afternoon siesta ..after a heavenly lunch  from nearby Mathura , close to D N road – complete with papad , chapati , rice , two bhajis , dal and to complete a full square meal -  gulabjamun ……until   shaken by  the coffee  from Café Coffee day guy – ma’am coffee  or tea  ?.yeah Coffee but please the Equal sachet ! – mind my calorie intake!!! …….&lt;br /&gt;   ..The Reuters terminal is just blinking endlessly on the $  movement – distant talks by guys-next-cubicle – “sub prime losses are  huge and top it all – it is grossly underreported / waise the inbound  tourist traffic is going to take a huge toll –  we need to have cover for our earnings .. / chod yaar !  it ni ghata nahi aayega dhandhe pe .. sirf  thodi si thanda..”…….eyes are drooling ( coffee is toooooooooo sugary !!) ……pulling out from the  “ analysis – gyan – talks” ,..slouching heavily on the swinging chair ….. perfect for a nap !! …&lt;br /&gt; …… Job blues - clueless , mind hung over what the new role is going to offer – money wise . – hike is ABSOLUTELY ESSENTIAL to sustain my ‘retail therapy’ and role wise – something more challenging than the dull one am doing now ! . ….. thoughts kept on pounding ..Google search isn’t yielding any better picture either ……. Frustration , Desperation and Inclination – all these 3 ‘tions’ ….. are like accompanying tensions !! ….  .. Nap seems to be disturbed by this looming ‘danger-cum-worry-cum-anticipation’ , face looks tired on the blank screen of the desktop …mobile playing “ One  Headlight” by Wallflowers – and the number  flashing – 0224926632…. No not from any  prospective employers ..but dear old Farru … “ whazz up ?”  voice is down ….. awaaz bilkul neeche with tone of despair …… “ hey listen .. story is same for every one ….chodo !! jab hone  ko mangta hai ., will happen on its own !! … me and Sur is coming   lets go for some ‘Retail Therapy’ ..U show us the Crawford market ..come  join us”  !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              ........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia describes the term as “ it is shopping with  the primary purpose of improving the buyer’s mood or disposition” . The  term “ therapy” by definition implies a treatment for a problem ( here ,depression or stress ), not a problem itself.” …the purchases made during this state of mind are also referred to as “ comfort buys”…….&lt;br /&gt;… Farru has been always been a angel heart – her call , her mischief  has been always  a trigger to wink a smile , lift the gloomy face from a stupor which is never –ending …..Cudnt resist the “temptation”,  logged off PC and left  desk an hour before 6 pm……..reasoning sounded to placate the guilt inside- “ faida kya joh kaam pe khush nahi huin main”……. Rest of the evening unfolded with more of the grunts like  ‘Awesome’ , ‘lovely texture and C the colour –  it would go well with a white kurta’… ‘shit man….I prefer having a brocade piece of that colour..than the one lying there …is toooooooooooo  ‘shaadi’ type . cant be a daily wear’….. ‘Bhaiya iski bhau thikse batao …..pehli baar dukan pe aaye hum’….. ‘ wallet bilkul khali hai .. nazdik pe ATM se jake uthana padega’….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…………….Well am not much of a “shopping buff” unlike my two companions  ..always bought things that look good on me .. rather I would claim  myself as ‘not impulsive but judicious shopalchoholic’….always  kept the reminder of the number of the paper notes on the wallet ..and also prefer buying  ‘things of utmost necessity’…but  cannt excuse, rather resist   the ‘temptation’ ‘lustre or the texture’ and …..yes the coveted ‘respite from the looming thought ..tension….clueless..being helplessly hopeless..’..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………….More in support of the term here goes a cliché “ When the going  gets tough , the tough  go shopping”… I quote   Paco Underhill  : “Shopping has always been a form of therapy  , Women get an enormous amount of pleasure from the act of looking ( Read :  Window Shopping ) ,and its an escape” … &lt;br /&gt;…….While settling over a  maheshwari cotton based – turquoise green dupatta with golden brocade – planning to stitch it as a kurta though ..and shelling out 550 bucks  .. I felt  nothing more expensive than myself and my state of mind . …. Comfort factor  is I helped the  store owner with his business , but  dint got addicted to bad habits  !! . when frustration level reaches its nadir …. People do adopt route better called “Escape to Paradise”……… need to look for a tailor who will perfectly make the outfit to give a Heavenly pleasure …!!!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              ...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Here runs a directory : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           .Mumbai is a shopper’s paradise - .Colaba causeway , Bandra linking road are always the most haunted and hunted in my NM days – bole toh “ nukkad ki haar saare dukan  pata hai  and storeowners also know us .. there comes the brigade to loot my store..”…always has been for a lookout of those stores that are value for money , cheap  yet it’s a good deal made !! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…If you want Silver jewellery – nothing compared better  here in Mumbai to Delhi  !! . but some stopovers here  are always been Bombay Store , Sangam in Colaba Causeway ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..When it comes to …kohlapuri jutis – none but the man on the roadside ..beside  Metro shop @ Colaba Cause way .. also the shop below the KFC building @ bandra linking road ..  besides the numerous brands like Catwalk , City walk , Regal , Scandal  , Habit ..etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to Pastries –  Oustandingly Upright and Deliciously Lip smacking is  THEOBROMA ..again @ Colaba Causeway  ..wont let down the pastry and bakery shops on the Hill road , Bandra …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food palates cannot be  left insatiated with out the mention of Bademiyaan ( Colaba causeway) ,Khyber ,  Toss &amp; Grill( carter Road ) , Dhaba (Oshiwara ..), Tamba Handi., Urban Tadka , Poptate’s , Mughal sarai , Dhuaan  ( all at  Seven bunglows , Versova) , Kobe , Tawa , Olive , Lemon grass , Thai ban ., Red Box ( bandra ) .. known for  their  veggie- on-veggie delicacies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes – well better leave this segment unsaid ……shops are aplenty to cater to the diverse choices ….the ‘un’ branded stores are equally mind boggling and can give run for the money to these branded garment/ accessories museums across the road !!..icing on the cake is perhaps some cheap buy from the boutiques shops @ Lokhandwala ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its an impoverished directory kind sort – compiled from my understanding …..of Mumbai shopping fiesta could be …acknowledgement goes to my batch mates in NM, particularly those from Delhi .where I find designs / tastes of good clothing , attire and  food is stylish , chic , suave …as well implicitly sophisticated even from  Mumbai …. .  I never had a stint with Delhi other than occasional tours to visit my relations there …to explore , to execute such loots , to dabble myself in such shopping extra vanza .Heard the marriage season in Delhi is the busiest and perhaps the most trendiest of all when the fashion / who’s who dons the best and worst as well…………… therefore its an impoverished ode to Mumbai shopping districts from someone hailing from a relatively unkempt ,mundane metro called Kolkata  where donning  simple ,less jhinchak clothes is what understood to be reflection of  austere lifestyles there ! …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home from Church Gate station , I felt better in the temporary respite ….well nevertheless started extolling my good buy to my mother back @ kolkata ….she has not been that fortunate to be so urbane as like me … courtesy her age …. But she felt better with  the change in my tone . …The buy was nothing compared to what for last two days Farru and Sur has been romping around all the stores possible in the town side  ( READ : SOUTH  MUMBAI !! . its urbane if u say .. Town side .. for .. beyond …. Dadar its suburb …..! ) . ….&lt;br /&gt; .. &lt;br /&gt;..Experts ( READ : PSYCHOLOGISTS  - who treat  mental patients ! ) say binge shopping cannot be an emotional  cure-all , it might make one feel .. worse ..for they cite on impulse we might end up buying something which we regret wearing later ….. or no more  fashionable ……. Excuses may be many …But whether a living a Bridget Jones lifestyle in a city like  Mumbai  or for women  loaded with family …….. Shopping gives the feminine desire   the coveted outburst to be herself  ! .Discontentment growing with in her from job , family , spouse /fiancé  , expectation ..all can get a temporary respite may be in window shopping ….. before she again goes back to her stressful moments .  It can be equated with drinking or smoking with men  when their super –dumbo ego or aspirations gets bashed either  by biwi  or boss !!.....More often seen  guys hate accompanying ..their fiancée in her shopping  .for  they(men) term it as ‘boring’ for they are not that discerning as hers choice ……. They escape the bottom line .. may be Shopping is a pretext to her to avoid him  , for reasons , known as well unknown ….! . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Lastly , it has been always  a tricky to learn , unlearn  women’s mind. Its tooooo complex , yet too simple …. Rest I leave it for the my  fellow sisters  to comment ……and my fellow brethren to gawk at !!!...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-6585380569117201046?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6585380569117201046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=6585380569117201046&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/6585380569117201046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/6585380569117201046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-4431586998619761235</id><published>2007-11-05T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:18:42.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.......Some Are Better Than None.......</title><content type='html'>.........Somethings in life  never change , &lt;br /&gt;        ........Sometimes in life you don't find reasons...&lt;br /&gt;                    Some moments in life are never forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;                       Sometimes you loose hope....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              When time rolls by you try to forget &lt;br /&gt;                    What holds you on ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Some people in life are a  part of you,&lt;br /&gt;                      And when you let them go ,&lt;br /&gt;                            You never loose them,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Because......&lt;br /&gt;                       You  find them living in you........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-4431586998619761235?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4431586998619761235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=4431586998619761235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/4431586998619761235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/4431586998619761235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-are-better-than-none_05.html' title='.......Some Are Better Than None.......'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-2905172589704498849</id><published>2007-10-18T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:19:24.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......Chameleon.......</title><content type='html'>MIRROR  : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          ..The leaves are green , so is the  dark brown bark ..&lt;br /&gt;              Rain soaked mud down on the earth bares its trail mark…..&lt;br /&gt;…                    it is invisible to the eye when not spotted carefully &lt;br /&gt;                          ……..Revered for using  its  colour canopy tactfully ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.         We , are better  version of the species when we employ our grey cells&lt;br /&gt;        True colours are revealed instantly when loopholes are left bare as well   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Sometimes obligations ,sometimes need and sometimes habit &lt;br /&gt;              ….Induces to change the ‘colour’ unconsciously by spirit ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Loss of trust , confidence is the biggest casualty to those for whom we matter most &lt;br /&gt; .Its hard to rebuild the same when we realize the something more precious is lost ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALICE : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          You sound like a nerd ,when you bare or speak such nonsense speech&lt;br /&gt;                   Half of which you never practice whatever you preach ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Is it an eye- opener or you are tossing a cork screw  on your finger ? &lt;br /&gt;             …or .is it a  daydreaming which boozing leads  such feel to linger ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           You sound crude ! Non sense ….. ! how  can I ditch  ?&lt;br /&gt;                         Its my good old friend’s friend who is a big time bitch ! …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIRROR : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up ! its  there on your second skin ….. that changes colour like the reptile ….!&lt;br /&gt;…….you  never realize until mistake or damage done which  you cannot reconcile !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALICE : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What if  the other person harbours the same and I remain Innocent ! &lt;br /&gt;I would loose out when everything is done and if I  remain reticent ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIRROR :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     No dear , you  don’t loose but win  ; &lt;br /&gt;      ..for the other person doesn’t have the courage to deny the sin ! &lt;br /&gt;       He/ she remains as the slave ever  , to the circumstances and intention &lt;br /&gt;                 ..Never realizes all  it makes them lonely with  more confusion.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALICE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Dear , would mind your words if at all possible &lt;br /&gt;      Be just my good conscience whenever other dumps my plea as  inaudible !! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                                         *****************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-2905172589704498849?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2905172589704498849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=2905172589704498849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/2905172589704498849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/2905172589704498849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/chameleon.html' title='......Chameleon.......'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-3138714368850842097</id><published>2007-09-24T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:14:50.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......3rd eye.......</title><content type='html'>Lines lie unstructured&lt;br /&gt;     words lie  scattered&lt;br /&gt;       but  thoughts lie  focused&lt;br /&gt;      ....just needed the kick to get worked !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Thoughts are wanderlust &lt;br /&gt;     ..Moments strewn with  memories refuses to live last &lt;br /&gt;           …Warmth of two souls shudders the cold ,windy morning &lt;br /&gt;            …Dewdrops soaked eyes turns blind to the sun blazing  &lt;br /&gt;     ..Harmless mischief in those tiring hours  &lt;br /&gt;      .......Binds to long lost pleasure once dabbled in leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Words left unspoken , miffed with subtle nuances of eyes &lt;br /&gt;     Never had a chance of reading them which are so gentle and nice &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Missed those subtle hints ,casual touch with warmth of mind and heart &lt;br /&gt;      When the   thirst remained unquenched  forever in a cold desert !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Desert has its colour of its own , its depth seems vast &lt;br /&gt;          The Oasis is not a relief but a haven to die for unto last .&lt;br /&gt;     .....The  Mirage seems quivering , frolicking with the  hot air        &lt;br /&gt;        ......But the  peace along with  its calmness  is rare . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Could I care less an eye when mine ones are blind &lt;br /&gt;                       Drenched lips when mine one remains parched &lt;br /&gt;                     an  warm heart when mine remains cold without any shine &lt;br /&gt;                     How could I afford not to feel cared by something so  divine ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Life is beautiful even if  it’s a desert or a  garden &lt;br /&gt;…                      the feel is what it counts when touched by smile or pain .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-3138714368850842097?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3138714368850842097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=3138714368850842097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/3138714368850842097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/3138714368850842097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/3rd-eye.html' title='.......3rd eye.......'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-7396225371851706980</id><published>2007-09-18T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:07:30.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...WHY...??????</title><content type='html'>Wondering why  we pamper our ego&lt;br /&gt;When alter ego lies uncared in our ‘self’ &lt;br /&gt;Why we choose to ignore the inner call &lt;br /&gt;When outside world is no better place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakening seems tough choice&lt;br /&gt;When doing same things in varied kind &lt;br /&gt;Never to say sorry to a disapproving face&lt;br /&gt;Ignore them as they are many steps behind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why show off  when mind refuses &lt;br /&gt;Complicates matters as  many such  remains unresolved .&lt;br /&gt;Why feel insecure when cant give cover to our naked lies&lt;br /&gt;Mind remains pure resolute with bewitched conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why feel dejected when things never turn up the way we want &lt;br /&gt;Why then reject changes that we never initiate &lt;br /&gt;It’s the worst when the mind is closed&lt;br /&gt;Never will have another chance to make the first stroke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dare to re-instate rules, challenge  fellow sentiments &lt;br /&gt;When eyesight is myopic like the frog in the well&lt;br /&gt;Why hurt a soul when cannot care for ours &lt;br /&gt;All  we do is drag  life that is  never destined for hell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions are endless , keeps mounting more and more &lt;br /&gt;Irony is  we  wont stop doing unless felt deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Whom  we blame – ego or habit ?&lt;br /&gt;Excuses are many , at the end of the day we lie none but self only .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sound so pale when achieved not all but enough to recall  &lt;br /&gt;There are many who never simply  can imagine &lt;br /&gt;Either got lost in mayhem or simply cudnt be humble &lt;br /&gt;Therefore Thank Himself ! &lt;br /&gt;For all His mercy and  renounce our jealousy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab the piece of earth meant for me &lt;br /&gt;Share the pie which is excess  !&lt;br /&gt;Bare the naked truth how ugly may it be &lt;br /&gt;Live a life and let others to live !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-7396225371851706980?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7396225371851706980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=7396225371851706980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/7396225371851706980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/7396225371851706980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/why.html' title='...WHY...??????'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-7786589762087497232</id><published>2007-09-17T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T04:54:23.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....Resurrection .....</title><content type='html'>..." 3 months &amp; 7 days old !.indeed ! arrey U r still a kid !... u seen a toddler who learnt its first step 2 take its own !...U toh will rewrite human evolution ! ..too fast u r man !... slow down !.oderwise ....." ------what ? oder wise what ?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A shock through the spine !!!..Boss quipped as answer  .."Listen Sutapa , am resigning next week !!!.U have to oversee the operations until someone takes over  "..! &lt;br /&gt;.. Isnt  an expectation too much from a toddler ??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        .......JOB BLUES.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Was wondering what should have been the title of the post cud be ?.. next cubicle fellow asked for the meaning of renunciation ! ...&lt;br /&gt;......dumbfounded mind ended up for the title above !! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend call over batchmates / old friends ... how r u ? how is life , job and ??? &lt;br /&gt;....JOB = bindaas bandi aab boardroom  blondie !!!!..no speculation /no hesitation ......but a firm note .... " interpret the data-dump from SAP / forex turnover data CONVINCINGLY ..even its a false ".. Be CONFIDENT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....LIFE = maast ek daam ! ..! shopping/tripping/cribbing/complaining/dreaming/cooking/reading/thinking......&lt;br /&gt;......SMILING w/o  reason ! huh ?!!so much to do .how do u manage time ! .. &lt;br /&gt;....Timepass ke liye time nahi ....! hey ! do u have time for dating? . wanna meet you !...another Timepass on line !!!.....&lt;br /&gt;.....lets Meet up yeah !.... I heard about you so much . from Mr/Miss X/Y/Z.....( Cudnt figure out why not then Mr/Miss   X/Y/Z herself/himself  gives a call !!! ) .....crawling out in the blazing evening sun !! when almost dozing off wid  John Grisham .....:((( &lt;br /&gt;..........Nevertheless , Dating another spring board for Networking !!..latest discovery !!.( Indeed toooooooo late to use the new discovery !) ..Sounds cheap ! Mind is devilish , but drawing the  legendary  lakshman rekha ... ? .hmmmmmmmm uhhh! - offhand Backstroke ! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....AND = a new chapter is shaping up !! looks positive ! yet .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........Lastly not the least  , for my old friends who are reading the new post , a simple question ......have  I changed a bit ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ........Scope to "Resurrection" is there .but am not dead !!...just trying to awake the Sleeping Child once more !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ......Time is up for the child to become a Toddler to crawl ,infact to RUN ... for Time is too short my next post ! ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-7786589762087497232?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7786589762087497232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=7786589762087497232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/7786589762087497232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/7786589762087497232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/resurrection.html' title='.....Resurrection .....'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-1625992591561047455</id><published>2007-03-24T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:27:28.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amore Gelato  @ Nite !!!</title><content type='html'>......! shrill screeching of the  car tyres , moment on some smoke , the bonnet smashed , limping bodies from teh hot seat and some &lt;strong&gt;nocturnal &lt;/strong&gt;animals hooting , running to the spot !!!..eyes  rolling over the bruished faces !! some ugh(s) more followed !! &lt;br /&gt;   ./"arre yeah toh woh hai na joh ....rakhi ji ko hotoin pe smooch kiye the "/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; /"aabey nahi yaar !. bheja tera satak gaye   . uska haamsakal "/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      /"are nahi bey ..rakhi ji ... ..kitne paraye mard ki saath ghumti hain .haar sar ekka naam aur pehchaan thodi nah yaad rakhe "/...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................fuss !. hush in low volume....... till the patrol car drew close ......only to disperse the crowd !!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Across the road .neon lite of "Amore gelato" glowing  sharply to wade off the pitch darkness of nite !!... shutters down !!. only some noctural figures !! unknown faces .!! unknown history !! unknown MUMBAIYA connection !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...... Oomph !!.  the chick looks  horny !. what the hell she is doing @ this wee hour .. in her skimpy  clothes !.  Oh !!  a pros mite be  !!.! No ..... an ex-bar girl on street to satiate her fire on the belly !!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  No man ! she is .. a student  ,high profile one... wid millionaire dad and billionaire boyfriend .wanna have some . fun in life ! .watt?? . fun? ....oh !. gotcha .. its ..an 'expensive midadventure' for looking up someone @ teh dead of the nite !. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eh ?.. shut up !. u guys  bitch a lot !. hey no .!we rnt bitching .its gossips !... .oder day some body told ....phew ! a thin line of difference between bitching and gossiping !. tru ? . oh! . chodo yaar !. haame kya.. chalte hain . chikni ki thodi mazaak udate hain !.  abbey !....jeb mein  paisa hai kya? ...   muft me toh . uski . flying kiss bhi nahi  milega aur tune soch liye  uski . blow pipe !! :)))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Amore gelato still  glowing !!. inside lies . the delicate flavours of .. Tiramissu , Straw berry  cheescake ..... coffee wine laden ..creamy ..Italian ice cream.,made from  milk and sugar ! Gelato ..Italian word for Frozen !. .. Oh..... then yummy , sweet , creamy varieties , made from fresh fruits are kept well frozen to cater to the tastebuds of the richie rich guy , mumbaiya  Page 3 socialite !!!!. and the ones  that are  bland ,tasteless, mundane . over 'used', made from  over rotten fruits on street @ nite  .for the taste buds of nocturnal animals kya ? ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yups !!! . but is  there ne difference .betn...fresh ones inside Amaro gelato and teh ones in street vendor@ nite ?. no jus . "sophistication" .. Amaro gelato does . gossiping in socialite circle! ! street wali koolfi does a bitching row with her customer !!!.!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hey what drags them to all these shits ! . ha ! good qs ? . Er ?. hey Sussy aka Sushil!  bol na to the Tambram ko  , .....! hey... dumbo .!  its   WE !!  the MAN !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; watt ? . how we !. they tooooo  wanna have fun !. sex !. pleasure ..:))  &lt;br /&gt;   ..........Ancient customs  dude !. no  qs. plz &gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..phew !!. damn boney lass on the dias !!!.. what she is upto  there ? . PPT to the client !..... haha !we  WILL clinch the deal !.send the chick wid the PPT straight to the client !!. :)))) &lt;br /&gt;..shut up man ! an MBA she is .!! phew ?. oh that stands  Married But Available . ...isnt !&gt;  married ??.. shit ! man! another gone !..!..::)))  HR lady seems... &lt;em&gt;insecured&lt;/em&gt; ! on her recruiting spree !..... hey ! these are coporate  gosssip  right ? eh !!. boardroom talks !. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Something . doesnt change !!!!...the taste buds seems improving ...no man !. Amore gelato .. is  improving . their flavours !. oh !. but it remains.. an ice cream only !...juicy , yummy and mouth watering ....only !. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ hey ehy !!!  swear wont take ne more scoop of the famed brand ..... !!!  &lt;br /&gt;        wat ?  y ? ... u feeling  guilty pangs ?!  eh ?  hey ! cum on !. donn sound ..  sissy ?... what u wanna cover up ?.. ...u r soul cleaning wud gulp up water .....enuf to douse the  fire burning in the belly of these numerous . street wali !...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ?  hey tell me ! .howz the better-off women folks  react to their . lesser mortals fellow !!.......aur kya !!  NUMBNESS of mind !!..issue is gossipy  ,juicy like strawberry one from Amore Gelato .to them !.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .. yo baby !. looks like .... naked truth is more than skin deep !!!......socialilte colloqium . to talk  sex , having negative publicity , controversy laden fame , talking fashion , movies .......is what the fairer sex is more indulging  in party circle , its those . jhola carrying ARTy typos  sisters only talk ... all these  rubbish moral stuff !. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......phew !.  the naked body there fore needs . cloth to b in social jungle !! . where u wud get that man !&gt; LFW , haute couture in fashion circle . hasnt yet  come nething such  ...infact they don have enuf clothes to cover  up their boney , skinny ,lanky models on ramp !. oder day ..sudden. fall off of super model lothes on ramp show drew  kaafi furore !!...infact drew...thunderous &amp; outstanding ovation .... for managing to walk smart even the nipples are bare  bfore the audience !!! . great performance indeed !... ppl even say ...foul play !...so where wud they find the clothes.... ? no where  !!.&lt;br /&gt;            .ITS JUS INSIDE UR BODY , DEEP BENEATH YOUR SKIN ,DORMANT IN YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND ..LIKE  a Sleeping Child .who is lulled to sleep whenever there is  tear off between  u and ur 'society'...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ambiguous ??.. Unclear , confused I am !.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  More complex is the need that propels , motivation that drives .....some say its atrocity @ of creamy layer of social strata .........oders say  it has been made sophisticated for the hapless not-so-pampered versions on street !. ..oder say ..its best  to FORGET &amp; draw the curtain off   as not to disturb the Sleeping Child .....in its slumber ..oderwise ....... the invading sunlight would ...make the glowing  neon 'Amore gelato'  pale in daylight !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER : Words/ideas expressed here are  personal  only , not intended for another negative/positive publicity campaign , not to hurt any body's sentiment !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-1625992591561047455?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1625992591561047455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=1625992591561047455&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/1625992591561047455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/1625992591561047455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/amore-gelato-nite.html' title='Amore Gelato  @ Nite !!!'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-5324165649858210684</id><published>2007-03-17T00:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:53:22.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forlone Love !!</title><content type='html'>After a while you learn the subtle difference between&lt;br /&gt;                holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn&lt;br /&gt;                                  that love doesn't mean leaning&lt;br /&gt;                                       and company doesn't always mean security. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts &lt;br /&gt;                      and presents aren't promises,&lt;br /&gt;                      and you begin to accept your defeats&lt;br /&gt;                         with your head up and your eyes ahead,&lt;br /&gt;                        with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And you learn to build all your roads on today &lt;br /&gt;            because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans&lt;br /&gt;                and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After a while you learn that even sunshine burns &lt;br /&gt;           if you get too much, so you plant your own garden &lt;br /&gt;              and decorate your own soul&lt;br /&gt;               instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       And you learn that you really can endure,&lt;br /&gt;            you really are strong, you really do have worth, &lt;br /&gt;                  and you learn and you learn.&lt;br /&gt;                     With every goodbye, you &lt;strong&gt;learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-5324165649858210684?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5324165649858210684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=5324165649858210684&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/5324165649858210684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/5324165649858210684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/forlone-love.html' title='Forlone Love !!'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635201712097519107.post-8504610771419950469</id><published>2007-03-10T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:23:19.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non sense !</title><content type='html'>.....voila !! to blogging !..... moi first attempt !!.......hoards to blah about !...cudnt figure out ........what 2 drop ! what to muse around.....jus a brief me ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... Drafted the above lines ..... on sunday evening ...monday morning ..... got screwed .......in accessing the account !. stupid , dumbo I am .!!........... lost the link ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ! am teh 'missing link'........ to past , present and future !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! yeah !.... past is history ,&lt;br /&gt;future is itself a mystery&lt;br /&gt;and present ....... ???????????? its like kicking myself to live care free ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing sounds sense !!!.... am teh no- nonsense !!!....... what clicked 2 create a blog !!!... donno know ....a complete (in)sanity ?????????? ... no and yes !!!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......... a gushing stream , that leaves no stains .... indelible .........,&lt;br /&gt;that is crystal clear !! ....... u can look ur face ( re moiur !!! . oh really . nope ...........ur inner being ....) ...........Life is beautiful , when mind is beautiful .... and like a stream which .. dances over the ....rocks , sparkles under the sun like crystal .......and oh !!! u can c ur inner self !!!.. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......U need food for ur soul !!... trash ! rubbish ! .. fuck ! . shit !- yeah thats it !. ..........despise ....sneer .... ignore ......... but cannt b ........ovlibious !! cannt be .. (in) dispensabe !. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i sounding sense !!. :))))) No &amp;amp; Yea !!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................................. sleeping child 's mind it is !!.... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635201712097519107-8504610771419950469?l=no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8504610771419950469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635201712097519107&amp;postID=8504610771419950469&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/8504610771419950469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635201712097519107/posts/default/8504610771419950469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-nonensemusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/non-sense.html' title='Non sense !'/><author><name>Sleeping Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
