Whats in my mailbox?

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Actually nothing.It was delivered to me in person.
I am participating in a bookevent where Michael has sent out a copy of Around the World in 80 days to link all bloggers and which would get back to him at the end of 80 days.I think its a unique concept and would make a wonderful keepsake for his son :) It first went to Peter in Philippines,then to Sharon in Australia who passed it to me.I have never had anything delivered to me in my entire life.Nobody wrote me letters.I'm a '90s child. And this time I got a BOOK and a lovely postcard and two cool bookmarks from Sharon.Thats neat for your first mail,eh?
This is so cool I'm orgasmic!Actually no.But I'm really happy,REALLY.Thank you for choosing me Sharon and thank you for the post card and the bookmarks!!

Here are some pictures I took of the book,the postcard from Sharon and me with the book.They aren't the best you have seen-I could really use some tutorials on taking pictures.Sigh.

Couldnt wait to change out of my pajamas to take the pic

The book and the bookmarks

The Postcard and the bookmarks.

The book reached me on 25.10.o9.Sorry I took so long to post -my week was something like this

Dg rosseti Beowulf Tennyson Hudibras MacFlecknoe Vitorian Poetry Native Resourses Goblin Market Donne Good morrow Sonnets Verse Satire Restoration Cromwell...
er.... I had exams.I had a terrible time juggling all of it.I hope your week was better than mine.
This book is travelling to Vivienne in UK.Sometimes I wish I was this book.
Have a great weekend,and those of you who celebrate Halloween-start a brush-a-thon,you'll need it after all the candy!

Being tagged is fun!

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Avk tagged me for this ages ago...sorry I took so long girl!
the Brand Tag-in which I list all the brands I regularly use.

All my skin care products are from this brand,I'm a johnson girl still!

My current favourite shoes!
My brand of cameras! I mostly shop here!
My brand of cellphones!
My brand of chips!I have been a Lays fan forever.My brand of icecream
Kookie jar:The best confectioners in Kolkata-My birthdays are never complete without a chocolate cake from there.4 pounds.Deliciously soft.And chocolatey.Yum!
My blogging platform-I love you in so many ways-mostly for letting me dress up my blog in whatever way I want.No limitations there!
I tag:Whoever wants to do it!
The Festival of Lights is upon us .Light a thousand lamps.Have a happy Diwali every one!


Around the world in 80 days

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Image by:Save the date for cupcakes on Flickr
You know back in the days when people used to write on scraps of paper,roll them up,put them in a bottle and listen for the plink as it hit the ocean surface?What were they thinking?Was that the beginning of blogging?To get your ideas across from coast to coast,albeit time consuming,but someday some stranger might come across your thoughts and know that you were ecstatic one summer afternoon. Today we have it easier-one click and your thoughts are up there to be read and,commented,criticised and agreed with.Cool?Oh,yes.

I’m taking part in Michael’s book event in which he has sent out a copy of Around the world in 80 days,which is traveling from blogger to blogger to return to him at the end of 80 days.Unique isn’t it?Click here to read his post on it.

It started off with Peter in Phillippines who passed it on to Bookpusher(Sharon),my wonderful bloggy friend and patient reader who has an awesome book blog, in Australia and now she is passing it on to me.Thank you for choosing me Sharon,this is indeed exciting!And the best thing about you?You never forget to put a word or many about me and my and posts when you mention me,which means A LOT .I’m glad you enjoy my blog will try harder to keep you entertained.*HUGS*.Click here to read her post and see the wonderful pictures she put up of herself with her daughter and their dog Lily near a sign with distances to all the famous cities in the world.
This is something I wish to pass on to Sharon-the blog buddies award given to me by Avada Kedavra.( or the amazing Ashwini).You two have a lot more coming :)So do many of my other bloggy friends.I'm hosting an award ceremony soon,stay tuned,for the mo' I have these for you.
To get back to what I was saying,this is the first time I’m taking part in anything of this sort,and I’m actually thrilled.The heights which science and technology can reach!The world is becoming just one big neighbourhood.Its amazing!
What do you think about this book event?Shouldn’t there be more of these going on?I thinks its absolutely awesome!
Oh and I need to pass this book on to another blogger,if you are interested please email me at mizznobody@gmail.com .

Have a great weekend!

Wordless Wednesday:Trip to Delhi and Nainital I

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Tags and ramble

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Wow,I have so much to say that I don't know where to start.Firstly,Blog-a-ton3 ROCKED.



I Blog-a-Tonic


It was awesome that I could put my idea across to so many people and follow up on their thoughts too, and for me to take part in blog-a-ton,having a blog is essential and hence the whole idea of blogging is AWESOME.I'm surprised I never mentioned it,I enjoy this so much-writing it out,visitng other people and reading what they have to say and get to know not just what happens around the world but to get an idea about what the common man feels all about it-its actually very intellectually heightening,don't you think?
Oh, and I wanted to thank EVERYONE who commented on my last post,it was great to have you here.Please visit again :)
Btw,blogging is not just about feeding your intellectual curiosity,its fun too.My good friend AvK tagged me for a few good stuff(three cool tags) and I'm taking two of them up.Not to mention she gave me a few splendid awards and completed her 100th post-she is on a roll!And I was so late in congratulating her,sorry girl :( Hop over to her blog for some good ol' blog juice :)







These were the awards she gave me.Isn't she the sweetest?Ah,I KNOW you wish she loved you as much she loves me :P...hehe j/k
Now for the tags...

TAG #01 : Innocent… or Guilty?
RULE 1- You can only say Guilty or Innocent.
RULE 2- You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!
RULE 3- Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag to your friends to answer this.
Asked someone to marry you? Innocent
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent
Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent.
Ever told a lie? Guilty.
Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty.
Kissed a picture? Guilty.
Slept in until 5 PM? Guilty.
Fallen asleep at work/school? Innocent.
Held a snake? Innocent.
Been suspended from school? Innocent.
Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent.
Stolen from a store? Innocent.
Been fired from a job? Innocent.
Done something you regret? Guilty
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent.
Kissed in the rain? Guilty
Sat on a roof top? Guilty
Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent.
Sang in the shower? Guilty.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent
Shaved your head? Innocent.
Had a boxing membership? Innocent.
Made a boyfriend cry? Innocent.
Been in a band? Innocent.
Shot a gun? Innocent.
Donated Blood? Innocent.
Eaten alligator meat? Innocent.
Eaten cheesecake? Guilty.
Still love someone you shouldn’t? Innocent

Have/had a tattoo? Innocent.
Liked someone, but will never tell who? Innocent.
Been too honest? Guilty.
Ruined a surprise? Innocent.
Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Guilty.
Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty.
Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Innocent.
Joined a pageant? Innocent.
Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty.
Had communication with your ex? Innocent.
Got totally drunk on the night before exam? Innocent.
Got totally angry that you cried so hard? Guilty.

Guilty for just 14/42 -mwahaha

TAG #02 : How DUMB are you?The more [x]’ s the “dumber” you are.

[x] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking

[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking

[x] You have ran into a glass/screen door

[ ] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle

[x] You have thought of something funny while walking by yourself

[x] Laughed, then watched people give you weird looks

[ ] You have run into a tree/bush

[ ] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow

[ ] You have tried to lick your elbow… a few times

[ ] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little star have the same rhythm.[ x ] You just tried to sing them.
So far: 6

[ ] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.

[ ] You have choked on your own spit .

[ x] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.

[ ] You’ve never seen the Matrix.

[ ] You type only with two fingers.

[] You have accidentally caught something on fire

[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose/eyes.

[ ] You have caught yourself drooling

[ ] You have fallen asleep in class and fell outta your chair
So far: 8

[ ] Sometimes you just stop thinking

[x] You are telling a story and forget what you were talking about

[ ] People often shake their heads and walk away from you

[ ] You are often told to use your “inside voice”.

[ ] You use your fingers to do simple math

[ ] You have eaten a bug

[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important

[x] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it

[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your han

[ ] You have ran around naked in your house.
So far: 14

[ ] You repost bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don’t.

[ ] You break a lot of things

.[ ] Your friends know not to use big words around you.

[ ] You tilt your head when you’re confused

[x] You have fallen out of your chair before

[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling or wal

[ ] The word “ummmmm” is used many times a day.
TOTAL: 16

Even I am (16/37)*100 = 43.1% DUMB !Oh-la-la(in a bad way)

I would like to tag:

Anyone who is up for it :)

Thats all folks!

The Indian Dream

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This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 3; the third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.


This is my first participation in a Blog-a-ton and the topic is head-scratching-chin stroking-nonstop-pacing-with-no-luck diffcult.However I came up with a way I could suitably express myself and thus you have three very short stories explaining my dream-the dream of an Indian.

The Return

Arun remembered the day he was orphaned,and how much he had contributed to it.It all came back to him with startling clarity,enveloping him in a blanket of remorse as he choked back a sob.How arrogant he had been,how over the years he had forgotten to genuflect at the altar of love so selflessly given by two souls who asked for nothing but for him to love them back.

The Old Age home was in shambles and there he stood in front of the building where he himself had driven the half dead corpses of his parents-up those very stairs at the very place where they now stood-a ruin of the former people they used to be-but you wouldnot say so you looked at their eyes.His mother in a cotton saree-straining to see him while his father wore a leathery smile which warmed his heart like no other.
Even at this distance,when no words were spoken all anger,bitter words were washed away by the rain which suddenly started pouring in icy blankets.Arun looked up to see the angry clouds,the darkening sky,but instead he focused on three specks that were moving across the horizon.The evening birds were returning home.
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A,B,C,D

Bhola got up early that day and came out of his mud hut.Monsoon was approaching and the straw that formed their roof was decaying.
He sniffed the morning air.It was a little damp,but everything felt special-the sun more brighter,the trees greener.It was after all a special day.
Bhola was a marginal farmer in the Minapore district of WestBengal.He had no sons,but twin daughters who just turned four.
He could hear his wife stirring inside their hut and smiled.His stomach growled with hunger.He and his wife had had nothing to eat last night,the handful of rice that was left-he had insisted be fed to their daughters.The rains were late this year,the unhusked rice in the granary dwindling.He did not have more than a few rupees on him,had no idea when he would be able to replace his daughters’ tattered frock,but he was happy that day.That day,was after all very special.It was the day his daughters would go to school for the first time.

In many parts of India a daughter is still considered to be a burden,especially in rural areas where a daughter means one more mouth to feed but no extra hands on the field.Many are killed in the womb while others who make it into the world are subjected to a life of misery.This is one social evil I wish to see vanished and banished without any traces that it existed.
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This is home

The reflection that stared back at Harish was not flattering.At 28 his hair was thinning,his paunch showing through his shirt.But his less than appealing appearance was made up by his brain-which was its weight in gold.Sometimes he wondered why The Big Guy singled him out to be brainy but never worth a second glance.Couldn’t he be moderately handsome,still brainy and yet an IITian with a dream job in California?
Speaking of California,he turned to look at his ticket which lay on top of his suitcase.He walked towards it,picked it up and cradled it,cooed to it.It was not just a plane ticket,it was his ticket to his golden future-a life of luxury in the Land of Opportunites.
His bags were packed and his mind was made up.He looked at the glossy ticket again,and then tore it up.
“This is home”,he called out to noone in particular.His father was pruning his plants,his mother was probably busy in the kitchen. “This is home”,he called out again,and sauntered out the door to rejoin his job in the city.

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