tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60522455514925746982011-11-27T16:16:32.857-08:00an amalgam of almost everthing....sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-38800170446712475372010-03-22T09:07:00.000-07:002010-03-22T09:10:47.262-07:00

I remember a school teacher(english teacher) of mine who had tis immense faith..a strong belief tat I can emerge as a winner no matter wat,wen I was with poorest grades during one of my higher secondary standards….it was she who had actually pulled me back to my normal self…dragged me to my orbit…it was she whose small little talks used to give me the encouragement a person would need wen he/she

sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-6734166493774258322010-01-03T08:21:00.000-08:002010-01-04T07:04:22.000-08:00

Its been a while tat I actually sat down to write somting...was a bit busy wit myself...just too busy analyzing things...Fortunately analysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts.An amazing year gone by I hope this year too would be all the more fun…like its said HOPE is a gud thing probably the BEST of things tat keeps u going.... And it actually kept me going through my rough patches

sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-81301348378632815242009-10-10T08:03:00.001-07:002009-10-10T08:05:20.497-07:00

I remember a friend of mine handing me a sheet of paper with an amazing poem written on it..but then it wasn’t her conception..she had jotted down it for me in her beautiful handwriting jes becoz she felt tat would make me happy :) …a peck on the forhead from my papa at times early in the morning wen am still on bed brightens up my worst days :)…….. an unexpected “u vl do well” sms from sandu wen

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I loved this song from the lastest movie LOVE AAJ KAL….awesome lyrics and soothing to ur senses…few small pleasures in life almost for free..some soul stirring music…Its free its free its free….trust me the best things in life are always free…even he is... lol :) My twin bro…the best thing tat could have happened to me………..loads and loads of memories jes flash by writing this post now…going to

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I love rains for more than one reasons...i used to wait for the first drizzles..the very first showers during my childhood days...come rains and the schools reopen..a blissfull new year..new raincoats...rainy shoes..new umbrellas [ yaa mom used to bring both raincoats and umbrellas for me and my twin bro becoz she insisted on wearing coats so tat we don’t get drenched in the rain and umbrellas

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A project for my postgraduate course of six months have taught me so much in my life…wen I look back instead of all those not so good memories I prefer looking at the brighter side of it. The work required me to collect samples of women suffering from polycysts in their ovary wich makes them a bit too difficult to conceive… I used to see them coming and waiting endlessly for their reports..for a

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Have u ever been in a situation tat u did something unknowingly and it hurt a person close to u…and u feel guilty about it….u tried ur best to talk it out…but at the end of it all u feel tat ther still remains a knot…a knot tat vl remain for days or years to come…there is a kind of void tat creeps in wen u go almost insane thinking about it…wenu miss that person’s touch in ur life…. They say

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I need my daily dose of music….i need them badly….be it while travelling to college, while reading a novel [ now tat I feel is world’s one of the most deadliest combo…a gud book and a soul stirring song in the milieu] or whatever it is……I jes cant do without them :) “ kismet se tum humko mile ho, kaise chodenge….” Is a beautiful song sung by sonu nigam and anuradha from the movie pukar….this very

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Writing this post after watching a music reality show in one of the regional channels…I was in the kitchen wen I heard a contestant with a soulful voice….the song and his singing triggered my feet to go to hall and actually see the contestant singing :) something struck me hard wen I saw him…….Its said tat “After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music” and I

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There are small things in life that just seem so nice! Though we often take them for granted, you know they're there, and making you feel good. These are things that we just need. Things that make your day a little bit better.. A walk with my dad after a good meal at nite , cuddling around my mom’s stomach ( trust me its softer than a soft toy…the twin’s effect I guess), some friends who sing for

sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-78805507391624938852009-04-11T08:43:00.000-07:002009-04-11T09:06:03.863-07:00

This small post is for a dear friend...a friend who has gathered me wen I was in pieces,she gathered them and gave it back to me in all the right order...this is for a friend whom I need not explain anything..this is for a friend who knows that something is wrong with me even wen I have biggest smile( I have it 24x 7 by default)on my face...this is for a friend who is about to bid goodbye to me

sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-63682363898868849512009-02-25T08:22:00.000-08:002009-02-25T09:28:47.277-08:00

People are different in many ways. Some are tall, while others are short. People could be extroverts or they could be introverts. You could come across optimistic people or you could come across pessimistic people. But when it comes to a select few, the word strange falls way short of describing their exact nature.What could seem to be right with them at one point in time, may seem altogether

sangeetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16341639127657065634noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6052245551492574698.post-87602035889105603812009-02-19T07:32:00.000-08:002009-02-20T07:39:26.810-08:00

It’s the payoff season of the year...grand finale of another academic year..this time they are really special, probably my last formal exams :) my university board exams are commencing from March end and I want to give my best as usual so I started going to my college reading hall for preparing for it..The best part I like about exams is the preparation that goes into it....it takes a toll on me

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Sometimes there is a sense of contentment.A kind of gratification that embraces me, hitherto I didn’t know the source of this feeling but recently I have discovered that it emerges from the satisfied soul within me after each visit to the orphanage.It’s a girls orphanage run by a group of ex military officers at sion in Mumbai. There are around 30 of them ..all of distinct persona, age. Of all am

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