<?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-1769111384639664204</id><updated>2012-01-05T22:17:23.238+05:30</updated><category term='photographers'/><category term='engineers'/><category term='aham bhumika'/><category term='grain school'/><category term='DCE'/><category term='Karishma Singh'/><category term='NGO'/><title type='text'>Karishma Singh</title><subtitle type='html'>Making A Difference .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-3743945942776014334</id><published>2011-10-25T04:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-25T04:39:14.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Every smile has a reason, every tear has an excuse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Taddaaa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am back and Yes, I am alive. :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sitting in my room alone at this "be happy for the reason time" of diwali makes me look back in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;There's contentment, there are smiles. Not because OMG I am God's fav child, neither cos I have a walk in closet (which I don't) or have the chanel's or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on" style="font-size: medium; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;LV&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;'s (Oh wait, I have one) its cos life has been a lesson, a very profound and ugly lesson in its own way . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You know the best thing a father, who's almost 60 tells his daughter? Umm, no! Not that he got her a mustang. wait! Umm, ya not that. But that whenever he's in a dilemma, he puts his daughter in that position and does what he thinks his daughter would have done . (that would be ME ) :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Its nothing great and probably utter nonsense to few of you but it means everything to that girl who has a come a long way from the "I will do whatever I want brat". &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I am not trying to make a point of any sort, its a light read (well for those who atleast do) but all I am saying that don't take things for granted . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;We might have thousand reasons to cry and that is probably why everytime you shed a tear everyone baffles but that never happens when you smile. Well, not smile like a maniac. Then, people might find something fishy. Ask me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;Everytime I feel there is something un tamable about me or with me, I just tell myself that right at that moment there might be crores of people who are happy and smiling and chirpy and blahh but then there are people who don't even know how its feels to be content . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So cry over what?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dad sometimes says "&lt;i&gt;Gal saari aake pahe te mukk jaandi aa&lt;/i&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;which in punjabi means "&lt;i&gt;No matter what, it all ends on money&lt;/i&gt;" . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;Well, probably. Or why not? for sure ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But if thats the truth, so is the fact that life may stop at money but it surely starts with something else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For college?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TRUST ME . I am in DCE and I have see such depression psyched people around who wouldn't have been content even if they were sitting in the white house cos they will be busy working out with some angles at which the building can be hit so that it hits the ground with the least force/momentum/torque/KUCH BHI.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For love?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nobody can cry "because" of love. Crying for love is still considerable . For any further heartbreak news, refer to the earlier post! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;I have these pictures from different phases of my life in my room . Looking at them I realize how people, places, relationships have changed in my life. People who meant everything to me and left me for nothing and vice versa but there is one thing that is constant . I haven't stopped finding new people, I haven't stopped smiling, I haven't I JUST HAVE NOT stopped living . So where is the regret? ERROR :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next time you feel like crying, cry yourself out till your eyes are red but after that, put on your best clothes, do your hair, put on your best make-up (kohl and lip balm in my case though) and go out, smile, laugh. Fool life like it has ALWAYS been fooling you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh and, don't worry about the red eyes. Some guys actually find it hot ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And quotes from Marilyn Monroe that I truly believe in :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next time you cry, tune into this. It helps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S9bCLPwzSC0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-3743945942776014334?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/3743945942776014334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=3743945942776014334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/3743945942776014334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/3743945942776014334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-smile-has-reason-every-tear-has.html' title='Every smile has a reason, every tear has an excuse.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/S9bCLPwzSC0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-2036561154495696354</id><published>2011-06-03T18:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-03T18:15:17.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okie So I am back . and surprisingly not here to talk about politics, country, state, duties, rights cos someone told me that SOMETIMES I really need to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;So Here I am talking about plain simple life . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, the past year and a half has been quite a turmoil because of my personal life, why? Umm, I really don’t care ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You always hear the phrase that “&lt;i&gt;Bad times teach you a lot in life&lt;/i&gt;” but I always thought it was a humbug till last year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The following lines are NOT in order to hurt feelings and sentiments of people involved but if you still do, I kinda don’t give alligator’s arse :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I always followed newton’s third law of motion in life, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“When life hits, hit it back”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I never thought that life wouold hit me in the face SO bad that getting back up would be so hard. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the, then Life happened and so did maturity and sense.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So when life gives you a punch quite close to that of Myke Tyson’s , here’s what you gotta do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Break it to yourself that you have been knocked down, take some inspiration from Mountain dew kyunki darr sabko lagta hai . NEVER, I repeat NEVER tell yourself that everything will be fine cos lets face it, there’s a problem and its NOT asexual that it will do itself. You gotta solve it and the only way to do it is to KNOW that there’s one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Understand the reason for it, don’t worry if its because of your best friend OR the one you loved from every nook of your heart, Because, no matter how miserable you feel, people have gone through worse AND survived. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;CRY. Yes, I really do mean it. There is NO point in stopping that bundle of emotions within you, Crying does not make you weak, it just proves that you’ve been strong for a very long time. When people tell you, please don’t cry- Punch them , well not literally :p&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Don’t be ashamed of being gullible. Sometimes, you may feel that you are losing that lone part of yourself being self respect. But it does not! Yes it hurts when you’re ignored. I went through it like 50 times a day and I am NOT ashamed of it. You know why? Because, today I stand here with my head heal high as I know that it wasn’t worth it and I wouldn’t have known it if I did not try.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in"&gt;-&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;If revenge is on your mind, it somewhere down the line means that you know you were wrong. If you are right you do NOT need a revenge. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Just ALWAYS remember , &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“KARMA IS A BITCH” . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So sit back, enjoy the show! Even if it comes late, it will definitely come to you.Shit, that reminds me I have to wait for a month to watch ready &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Never forget the ones who were there when you called them at 3 in the morning, saw you in the ultimate devdas mode, saw you in messed up kaajal;running nose;messy hair and awful smell, heard you say “tu ye mat samaj ki mujhe charh gayi hai” after you were three khambaa’s down. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Ya that’s all but you know what you can opt for ignoring ALL that I wrote before but just be with me on this, no matter WHAT you do, go ahead become a nimpho, drink, smoke, puke, scream, cry, date someone else as a bound back, hook up with some stranger at the bar. Like do WHATEVER you feel like &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do not regret it later. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the only reason that I am still smiling, okie yes, smiling way too much today after an year and a half is that because I don’t regret what happened an year and half year back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone, something, somebody that made you smile and sing anytime in your life need not be regretted cos it happened for a reason. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And if you STILL don’t get it, which is not possible. But if you’re REALLY a rebel, the here’s what you gotta do . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at him, look at yourself and do the calculations &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v4uG2kSdd-4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-2036561154495696354?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/2036561154495696354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=2036561154495696354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2036561154495696354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2036561154495696354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2011/06/picture-abhi-baaki-hai-mere-dost.html' title='Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v4uG2kSdd-4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-8955259322160799518</id><published>2011-03-21T21:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:05:46.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engineers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karishma Singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DCE'/><title type='text'>Things you should know about aspiring engineers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, my blog posts are generally about society, changes, politics , etc But I thought I should give these thoughts a hold and write about my community.&lt;div&gt;No, I am not talking about sikh community but my utter idle engineering community . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So next time you meet someone who is either in the making or is already an engineer, PLEASE keep this in mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Whenever you enter an engg college gate, NEVER I repeat, NEVER expect pancaked faces and shaved beards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get up at 9.10 for classes scheduled at 9 and sometimes, we skip the toothbrush and paste part too. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Try not opening our cupboards or else you shall "smell" and see the co&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nsequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Have you heard of the word called "jugaad" . Yes? Oh well, I am sure an engineer invented it . From fixing phones to broken hearts. We do it ALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The previous point does NOT mean we can be called whenever ANY appliance of the house breaks down. we are engineers, NOT mechanics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I understand how everyone thinks that they study ONLY the night before the exam . Stay with us and you will know what it means LITERALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Just because we chose this stream does not mean we are bookworms and con't know about the world. If we want to , we can sell you out in the market without your knowledge but we're just lil' kindhearts you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. We do NOT study the whole day, well some of us don't . So next time you call me, please do not ask " I am sorry to disturb you, are you studying".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. If you did your B.tech as a day scholar and not a hostler, I am sorry but you missed ALL the fun! Muhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. We don't care if the fest is on or not, we detest make-up and good clothes . :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Ever seen movies where geeks find science and logic behind everything happening on this planet? Ignore them! We can and will give the weirdest reasons for a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lmost anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. No matter how much we've written in class (that is, if ever we have attnded them), we need a pil of photo copied notes to gain confidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Backs and supplies are our way of celebrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Birthdays become the worst day of our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Rs. 4.0 is a LOT of balance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. We are the main consumers of coffee and chai in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. No matter how cliche you may think engineering is, this feeling is T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE best feeling in the entire universe! AND a non-engineer can NEVER feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. We think copying teacher's signature is better than completing their work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. We do have the courage to write our names on the answer sheet, read the question paper, abuse in hindi so that everyone hears it and submit the empty sheet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! AND be proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. No matter how bad a song is, if an engineer has composed it. It WILL become our anthem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Love us or hate us, you just can NOT ignore us. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxgzepwmKRc/TYeMK-oVvjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yAFA9AsiG94/s400/280220111699.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586587983015165490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-8955259322160799518?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/8955259322160799518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=8955259322160799518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8955259322160799518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8955259322160799518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-you-should-know-about-aspiring.html' title='Things you should know about aspiring engineers.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxgzepwmKRc/TYeMK-oVvjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yAFA9AsiG94/s72-c/280220111699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-2756618592345163014</id><published>2010-12-27T03:20:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-27T04:01:42.990+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grain school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NGO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aham bhumika'/><title type='text'>Its about THEM . Lets play our part!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how many sweaters are you wearing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you have warm milk before you snuggled in your blanket with your socks on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the heater's temperature comfortable for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you like what your mum cooked for you or did you order out today ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confused?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, these questions may seem very normal and usual to all of us. But there are lakhs of people out there for whom these questions are mere fantasy and a part of million prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am talking about the one's we rather ignore when looked at the traffic signals and markets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ones who were either born like this or circumstances made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; them live a life we generally call a "nightmare" . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ofcourse we can't bring them all to our home and feed them but what we can SURELY do is support the NGO's, agencies and people who are trying to do so .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aham Bhumika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is one such organization based in Bhopal, India which works for orphans, destitute and widows from the rural areas and provides them with food,shelter and literacy with the help of donors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;b&gt; grain school&lt;/b&gt; has been organised by them to teach women read, write and do basic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; arithmetic and then widen the tuition circle and provide the teachers with grains and ration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to me, there's absolutely no better way to feed and teach women at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The maximum we can do is help them revive this cause by donating old clothes that we are not even using, blankets which are not-so-soft for us, books that we don't need rather than taking up the space in our store rooms because these things might be trash for us but it means the world to them. Donations can be done in cash as well . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay them a visit as &lt;i&gt;few smiles and glitter in eyes is all they need. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you are still thinking how you can help them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the easiest way of using your talent to help them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a photographer then its better to utilize your skills in a good way rather than posting them in an album on facebook, myspace, etc. That is what I do but have decided to guide them in a good direction. If you too think the same then you can,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Participate in the photo exhibition to raise funds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you need to do is send pictures related to :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subjects with Rural India in positive light: Examples Child nutrition, women education and empowerment, rural employment, health and sanitation. Food grains, green revolution, culture, festivals and traditions etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dark side of rural India: Examples Malnutrition and Illiteracy, child labor, droughts and floods, lack of infrastructure, child mortality, religious malpractices, discrimination etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beauty: Example Landscapes, farms and rivers. Heritage and monuments, costumes, handicrafts, decoration and celebrations etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more details, please refer to &lt;a href="http://anganwadikids.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-exhibition-for-raising-fund.html"&gt;http://anganwadikids.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-exhibition-for-raising-fund.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really think this organization is an answer to most of my questions raised in the previous articles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now the only question that remains is not "How do we do it?" but to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do we want to do it?"&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if the answer is yes then do follow their blog - &lt;a href="http://anganwadikids.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://anganwadikids.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow them on twitter - &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Ahambhumika"&gt;http://twitter.com/#!/Ahambhumika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or on facebook - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Aham-Bhumika/120275261368589"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Aham-Bhumika/120275261368589&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they might not be one of the Shahrukhs and Sachins but they truly are the heroes of today. And lets face it, getting updates from them is just a click away .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are not a social networking frantic, contact them on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(120, 120, 120); "&gt;ahambhumika@gmail.com or call Subrat on +91 98264 72718&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And always remember , only YOU can make a difference!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/TRfBNGcC5AI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xEB8T7oIbx0/s400/woolen-poster-web-preview.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555121096195499010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-2756618592345163014?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/2756618592345163014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=2756618592345163014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2756618592345163014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2756618592345163014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-about-them-lets-play-our-part.html' title='Its about THEM . Lets play our part!'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/TRfBNGcC5AI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xEB8T7oIbx0/s72-c/woolen-poster-web-preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-2540422720614395612</id><published>2010-12-21T03:57:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:31:32.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dil waalo ki Dilli. Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="466" height="105"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://tindeck.com/player/v1/player.swf?trackid=nqld"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://tindeck.com/player/v1/player.swf?trackid=nqld" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="466" height="105"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember sitting with my roomies and explaining them how hyped the whole "&lt;i&gt;Delhi is not safe&lt;/i&gt;" scenario is . &lt;div&gt;But I think my pride for my very own dilli was momentary. &lt;b&gt;EVERY&lt;/b&gt; day is a new day for the new criminal records. Be it rapes, robberies, assaults, you name it, we have it . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, I come across this line a lot of times when discussing about the 'halaat' of Delhi - "&lt;i&gt;Its all about which area you stay in&lt;/i&gt;" . I am sorry but my hostel is in bhawana - a lil' village on the outskirts of Delhi and I remember how they helped me when I locked my car keys in the car and yes, "they" were the no so cool people who according to us are the roots of crime because of the AREA where they live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember watching so many people cluster around a guy who was hit by a car in the oh-so porch golf links 'ilaaka'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheila Dixit once said "&lt;i&gt;jab tak ladkiyaa kuch karengi nahin, eve teasers ki tadaar badhti jaayegi&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma'am, I really hope you've read the news where the girl actually did something and then was brutally murdered after 5 boys assaulted her in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to witnesses, this happened on a busy road and when the girl screamed for help, the traffic was as swift as a water turbine. the same traffic which does not even wait for the firing siren of the ambulance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This rules out the "we have to do something to stop it" phase that our leaders are after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't step out of our homes? Okie. Agreed. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the 72 and 71 year old couple who were doing so andwere murdered by their very own servant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't keep servants? Okie. Agreed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about the husband who killed his wife,mother of two and then cut her into 70 pieces and kept her in their house .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, lets do one thing! Lets not live. Because we have no other option.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Barso se hum 5 hi cheezo ke liye larh rahe hain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roti, kapda, makaan, paani aur padhai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To kese hogi dekh ki praggati? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry but now, I think we need to fight for something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The right to LIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I did not write this post to alert you. I shared this because I am tired of justifying that my very own dilli aint that bad place for you to visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess, I will lose this pride very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-2540422720614395612?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/2540422720614395612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=2540422720614395612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2540422720614395612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2540422720614395612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2010/12/dil-waalo-ki-dilli-really_21.html' title='Dil waalo ki Dilli. Really?'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-8165407856202145730</id><published>2010-08-04T07:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:37:08.022+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NOKIA v/s iPhone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/TFjYl9UBgfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Xsc_8m1iqY0/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/TFjYl9UBgfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Xsc_8m1iqY0/s400/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501385091458367986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always tell my friends that you don't&lt;i&gt; "need"&lt;/i&gt; an iPhone, you aways&lt;i&gt; "want"&lt;/i&gt; an iPhone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Especially in a place like India where phones and cars are a mere style statement and not a requirement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I used Nokia for 6 years before I switched to iPhone 3gs the last month when my brother sent it as a birthday present . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was so excited to use an iPhone that I jail broke and unlocked it on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(yeah! a girl can do that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and then my fury started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When I used it for a week I felt that it was a boon from God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But trust me, I miss my Nokia SO bad now that its not even funny . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have used nokia 1100, N72, N82 and N95 in these 6 years and here are some things I have noted in the two entirely different softwares, apple and s60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battery life :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are someone who is always on a run and can charge your phone only once in a day, don't event think of buying an iPhone and especially 3gs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am someone who travels to Punjab almost everymonth and my N82 used to work fine throughout the trip (7 hours) + music player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And our dear Iphone needs to be charged thrice when all you are doing is taking one call in 5 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bluetooth :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember liking a song in your friend's phone and immediately asking them to send it to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes? Well, then forget it if you have an iphone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can only pair itself with apple phones and mac pc's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now nokia ain't that racial :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camera :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I love taking pictures. You would know what I mean if you are in my Facebook list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N82 and N95 had 5.0 megapixel cameras where N82 had xenon flash which makes your pictures look real and perfectly lightened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3gs being such an over rated phone could not account for a normal flash , let go xenon . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3.0 megapixel camera takes awful pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Messages :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iPhone has "few" plus points too. The way the whole message conversation is kept together is a good point as you don't have to keep switching from sent to inbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Application stores :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The apple store for iPhone and itunes is anyday better that OVI store as it offers you more utilities for free and is more precise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Size :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iphone is of course way compact than Nokia. Nokia phones are generally bulky but what would a probably do with a thin peice of metal which does not even run the whole day without constant charging ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ringtones :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohooo! how could I forget this one . Remember the fact that "I like this song, let me put it as my ringtone" after 3 seconds - Ringtone assigned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, you will connect your iPhone to your pc THEN using a software you will convert the mp3 format into an MPEG-4 format and then sync! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accessories :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough said ! iPhone's accessories are way to expensive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Screen :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the ones who think that iPhone's screen size beats every nokia phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to your nearest store and take a look at the N97 and 900 AND N8!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my nokia. End of discussion! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-8165407856202145730?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/8165407856202145730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=8165407856202145730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8165407856202145730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8165407856202145730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2010/08/nokia-vs-iphone.html' title='NOKIA v/s iPhone'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/TFjYl9UBgfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Xsc_8m1iqY0/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-9089576078275949669</id><published>2010-04-25T19:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:02:22.955+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM COMES FOR A PRICE IN DEMOCRACY</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C03%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Democracy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; It is that form of government in which sovereign power resides in the people as a whole, and is exercised either directly by them or by officers elected by them.But, THIS is just found in books and not, certainly not found in reality.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whatever its virtues, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;democracy is NOT freedom and by any chance if it is,it does not come for free.&lt;/span&gt; Ironic isn’t it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Democracy is just a way to decide who will rule and who will seize all the power and believe it my friends, we are the one who chose that who will supress our freedom out of the Lott.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They say "all good things come for&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;free" according to me, they really need to think twice!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Freedom is not free and the cost is war when between countries, blaming when between states and of course man power amongst the citizens if not anybody else.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now before all of you start thinking that I am going to start with the blame game, It is really not that. Because I strongly believe that even if we citizens are a part of this infrastructure , we should not forget that our government is highest in this hierarchy and no matter how much we try to bring about a change without them, we can hardly seize success. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lets face it, that when we do , the so called youth leaders are either sent behind the bars or face even worse conditions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Irrespective of all this, we very proudly recognize ourselves to be free, of course we are free&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Free, so free in Prisons, in Detention centers.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crammed, packed, jammed... The smell of blood, urine and feces, covering the infected wounds. Wounds of torture born on transparent skins covering rib cages..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Free, so free.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If that's the price of freedom, do we really need it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, there is formal independence, but there is no freedom. Confusing, yet true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;, Political freedom is the absence of interference with the sovereignty of an individual by the use of aggression.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HOW UNREAL.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Louis D. Brandeis once quoted &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-"We can have democracy in this country or we can have great wealth in a few hands, but we can't have both."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, this man was a real genius and he surely won;t be disappointed because boss, he could predict future decades back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-9089576078275949669?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/9089576078275949669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=9089576078275949669&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/9089576078275949669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/9089576078275949669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2010/04/freedom-comes-for-price-in-democracy.html' title='FREEDOM COMES FOR A PRICE IN DEMOCRACY'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-7827487571634496297</id><published>2009-08-26T08:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:29:37.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AIDS - Abandoning Inhuman Disassociating Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome to the Abandon-All Land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! , Its really not that I have gone crazy or am completely alien to the meaning of HIV/AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary I am a peer educator for the same topic . Its high time that we should learn and understand the new meaning of this virus and disease .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of a nine year old boy being thrown out of his school after humiliating him in front of the school because he was HIV infected is rather just another news for most of you , but being an educator for this topic, it made shed a tear for the little lad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The attendance after the news of the boy studying in the school dropped from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;225 to 15 &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be the reason for this , is it worry ?&lt;br /&gt;Is it concern for the students?&lt;br /&gt;Is it a matter of concern for the school board ?&lt;br /&gt;Is it an epidemic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The answer is NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lack of knowledge and the fact that nobody wants to know about this life threatening virus&lt;br /&gt;Its a matter of shame that you have HIV as if its not a medical ailment but a character certificate.&lt;br /&gt;The general idea- "UNSAFE SEX!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fail to understand that how did this 9 year old end with it then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up INDIA before its too late .&lt;br /&gt;In a survey this what people had to say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teenager from the slum said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Madam ye sab to bade logo ke chonchle hain".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                      "This is just to do with the rich crowd".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A middle class government servant said  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ye ya toh baht ameer logo ke shaunk hain ya phirgareeb logo ki bevkoofi".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It is either the Rich who have habits of such sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or the uneducated poor ones".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A businessman who drives a BMW said-  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Humaare bache padhe likhe hain, unhe bataane kizaroorat nahin hai"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Our kids are well educated, we don't need to emphasize on it for them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was really this way, NOBODY would have been infected with this virus till date but the irony is that almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.7 million&lt;/span&gt; people have left with only one question in their family's heart- How?&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, if this mindset shall remain like this, we are probably inviting a very high death rate for our country .&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is born with sex education from a mother's womb but this generation should be keen to know what kind of death ride pleasure brings along .&lt;br /&gt;And not just this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing's first ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIV - Human Immunodeficiency Virus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIDS - Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIV can be transferred not just because of unsafe sex/ multiple partners but there are a lot of other possibilities .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Infected syringes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Transfer of blood that is infected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-From an infected mother's womb to her child (Medical science has got a way to cure this if proper medication is taken by the conceiving mother on time".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some proved facts about HIV/AIDS:&lt;br /&gt;The following things are certainly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;ways of transfer of this virus.-:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;-By touching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-By sharing food (It is not preferred as if the infected person has a cut in his/her mouth, a blood transfusion may occur. Though chances are negligible as the infected blood when comes in contact with the atmosphere, the virus dies.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-By kissing.(Again it is not preferred for the same reason)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-By sitting together .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Even the saliva of the infected person carries no virus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semen and blood are the ONLY carriers of the HIV virus . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do notice the word "ONLY"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what threat did this little boy have to his classmates in this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;The answer is NONE, but the answer can only be know if there is an urge to know it or else the presumptions and the misconception start making their point even more than the facts or rather Proved facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, test yourself, go to a medical store and try asking for a condom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50% of you would ignore after reading this as its too libera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;l .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10% would laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10% would think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10% would try but fail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10% would be too ashamed after doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5% would go, ask and laugh over this so called "dare game".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY 5% would be confident yet taken a back by the reactions of other customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mind you my friends, its rather better to face the world today with confidence and be different from this society or it would be too late and the same society would be talking behind your back, building your character certificates and abandoning you like the little boy who doesn't even know what he's going through just did .&lt;br /&gt;And then another tear would scroll down my cheek reading the "little" article on page 14 about how yet another child or adult was abandoned from the society as he could not match with the norms .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, your story would be summed up in 4 lines because Sharukh Khan's routine security check-up (detention for the SUPERSTAR) is the hot news and the first page cover for the next week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking that you are safe, is like destroying your safguard on your own . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Prevention is the only cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/SpSlkoA6vWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/aNJsXtueR7U/s1600-h/red-ribbon-aids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/SpSlkoA6vWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/aNJsXtueR7U/s400/red-ribbon-aids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374102303994985826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-7827487571634496297?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/7827487571634496297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=7827487571634496297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/7827487571634496297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/7827487571634496297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2009/08/aids-abandoning-inhuman-disassociating.html' title='AIDS - Abandoning Inhuman Disassociating Society'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/SpSlkoA6vWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/aNJsXtueR7U/s72-c/red-ribbon-aids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-6019279552357212905</id><published>2009-05-03T11:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:22:57.328+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just because we are girls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0vODTu9xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wD1hg0Cfyk4/s1600-h/female.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0vODTu9xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wD1hg0Cfyk4/s320/female.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331469452329285394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are being killed, They are being killed even before they are born and if not so they are brought across a situation which is worst than death,numerous names-molestation,rapes,innocent murders,list is just endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why? Just because THEY are girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe me? Just open any newspaper and you will find a justification to my post.&lt;br /&gt;Which newspaper?- ANY!&lt;br /&gt;What date?-ANY!&lt;br /&gt;But ya try and look for it properly. You see a girl's dignity is less important than which team is leading in IPL or if 'bebo' has size zero or not or probably whats the next no. of packs Mr.Shahrukh Khan is interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST because they are girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not a subejct,we are not dolls,we are NOT for the public.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to think before getting out of our homes,why do we have to watch out for the way we dress,why is prostitution just for girls,why do we have girl stripping pubs(mostly).Why do we have to be scared when working latenight.&lt;br /&gt;Just because we live in an era where some desperate nimphos are roaming around? For all those - Go help yourselves if the urge is unstoppable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever blamed a girl and JUST the girl saying " look what her parents taught her,the boy must have got carried away" when you found her with her boyfriend in their intimate time? That's us.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that we dont have girls who too think like this but WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because we are girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing Priyanka Chopra in "why should boys have all the fun?" wont change our position in society.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me guys, its not just with lower class men BUT with all of you! You see hot chicks and you are in your imagination world. The ones who disagree,leave the habbit of lying to yourself atleast.&lt;br /&gt;We are born and are brought up the same way as guys out there are, if we are our daddy's princesses that does not mean we are everybody's fantasy art.&lt;br /&gt;We are not dumb but yes, with everything going around us if you want us to stay numb that's clearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is the 21st century and women has grown in society but just because she has, does not give you a right to assault the one's who havent.&lt;br /&gt;Why are the most rape cases reported to be with girls living in slum, just because she cant raise her voice against the 'rich' and 'cool' boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because we are girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when case of drunk girls come up , we say "it was the girl's fault" I say - WHY ??&lt;br /&gt;Even if she was , who gave the right to those stud boys to assault her.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that that bunch couldnt control their urge ?&lt;br /&gt;And if it really is so , as I said Go help yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody thinks before saying " she shouldnt have been drunk"!&lt;br /&gt;My question is if she wasnt supposed to then why were the guys  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because we are girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mangalore incident is not hidden from anybody. They were beaten up ending up with tattered clothes or even no clothes just to restrict them to the parameters that our culture has set .. Did anybody try and tell them that they are talking about the same culture which refers to females as purity and Godesses.&lt;br /&gt;I have never heard of purity being assaulted like that .&lt;br /&gt;Did they forget that if the culture sees women as a mother who should'nt be sitting at a bar is the same culture which depicts a man as a father. A child, when born looks at both ,a mother and a father for their future thats where the word 'parents' came from but just blaming everything on the mother has always been the key solution .. so what do we do? We continue with the tradition .. then just grant me this wish by beautiful people. Dont boost about the 'We can change India" notion .&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE CANT!&lt;br /&gt;Like this ? I am sorry .. we are nothing but a shamefull bunch that has not done anything ever!&lt;br /&gt;You guys out there. Trust me if you cant respect a girl,female,women , Life will never respect you no matter how much you try to .&lt;br /&gt;But what is the whole agenda about?&lt;br /&gt;Even if this all stops . one thing wont. Male domination!&lt;br /&gt;Be it anything, marriage,hook-up,one night stand,relationship,commitment. The key point is Male domination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT JUST CANT CHANGE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or can it?&lt;br /&gt;Can we TRY to change it, can we try and look at women like we look ourselves(guys).&lt;br /&gt;Promise one thing to yourself, next time you witness any assault, try and stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Next time you come accross any article of something alike, react to it! Not by turning the page but by writing. Writing to the newspaper or to this post. We can change a Girl's position in society and we already have but not for all .&lt;br /&gt;Lets make India as secure for girls as it is for guys and not give any girl a chance to accuse her nation by saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because I am girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Guys, lets Rock It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0w8unRGoI/AAAAAAAAATY/P6qzSYYw8l0/s1600-h/55030595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0w8unRGoI/AAAAAAAAATY/P6qzSYYw8l0/s320/55030595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471353739549314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0vB2XUt0I/AAAAAAAAATI/eiim5W3mxDc/s1600-h/foeticide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0vB2XUt0I/AAAAAAAAATI/eiim5W3mxDc/s320/foeticide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331469242696251202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-6019279552357212905?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/6019279552357212905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=6019279552357212905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6019279552357212905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6019279552357212905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because-we-are-girls.html' title='Just because we are girls?'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/Sf0vODTu9xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wD1hg0Cfyk4/s72-c/female.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-6006294139486962896</id><published>2008-10-25T04:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-25T05:15:31.854+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Politics-The bitter truth.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever come across the line "It just happens in politics".&lt;br /&gt;I am sure all of us do and that too everyday! But the fact is that we all are players..Players of this so called dump yard called Politics and guess what we rock at it.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be and is politically correct and why not? Who wants to be in a trouble anyway?Who should take the responsibility of  being honest yet  not politically correct?&lt;br /&gt;Not me ? Right ?&lt;br /&gt;The issue is not of plating politics,the issue is of blaming the politicians for the nasty play .&lt;br /&gt;The big question being . why the hell not ? If we do it then why not the ones who are meant to .&lt;br /&gt;Thats the reason they are called politicians..arent they ?&lt;br /&gt;Just saying "I want to be in politics not to change anything but just to gain some experience" is so not gonna help you dude .!Politics can do without educating you and adding to your experience.&lt;br /&gt;"One person can bring about a change" - CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;No ! wake up and the smell the coffee, If you genuinely want to bring about certain changes, dont walk alone like cowards..walk with thousands of believers because if you cant convince those thousand, you can never convince those millions of people staring at you with million more questions in their mind.Dont just be ready to point that finger on anybody, rather try and understand the plight,the situation. Nobody wants to be called "A politician" . Today, ask yourself. WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the harm. ?&lt;br /&gt;Just one.! Right now you play politics and call it honesty (manipulative enough eh? ) and there you need to be open about it because thats what it asks for .&lt;br /&gt;We're nothing but a bunch of cowards.. you,me, everyone! We just want to hide that so assumed negative point of ours. Be upfront..be daring..be loud,so loud that the country can hear you .&lt;br /&gt;Politics is not just about winning the elections,spending lakhs on the campaigns;boards;banners;pamphlets.&lt;br /&gt;It is not about pulling up rallies for your party,blocking the roads for your own good and then fining people who break traffic rules because it causes nuisance on roads. That is not what it is supposed to be guys,its what now it is subjected to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand India,Love India, Lead India.&lt;br /&gt;We can change it and we will. I am not going to walk alone, I have my mini youth India with me.&lt;br /&gt;Rest is upto you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it OR fight it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,next time you bump into somebody who says "Ye sab toh politics me hota hai yaar,wahi hai corruption  ki roots" , just ask them one question :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar bura hai,toh bura banke dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corrupt hai toh ek baar corrupt hokar dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Politicians se nafrat hai to khud politician banke dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unke tareeko se shikayat hai to apne tareeke banaake dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sirf banaake nahin,Unhe nibhaake dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek baar,Khud Hindustan chalaake dekho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-by the youth,from the youth,for the youth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-6006294139486962896?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/6006294139486962896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=6006294139486962896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6006294139486962896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6006294139486962896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/10/politics-bitter-truth.html' title='Politics-The bitter truth.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-9209721312139314740</id><published>2008-04-19T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:37:58.294+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things to remember .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some dos and donts while you're in the Gurudwara :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its been long that I've been regularly going to the gurudwara(Have no clue how..pheww),there are certainly some points that need to be taken under observations.They might seem funny but trust me..they are surely gonna be of a lot of help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos:&lt;br /&gt;1.Please wear something that covers the back when you kneel down cos even if you've got the perfect curves,the aunts there wont be quite eager and satisfied to see those.&lt;br /&gt;2.If you cant arrange for the long ones everyday (ask the sufferers) while kneeling,remember to hold them from the back or it'll be done by some very dis-satisfied aunt around.(as if we're gonna marry her son).&lt;br /&gt;3.Try and get a hold on what's being said in the lines you hear in there.Sometimes they do explain a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;4.If you're searching for peace,carry a book with you and read it there itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.Believe me,its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the best thing you can do to freshen up yourself.&lt;br /&gt;5.Tell your friend that you're going there so that you don't end up listening to "You never have time when we call you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donts:&lt;br /&gt;1.Do not carry your freaking cell phones with you !!!!!! Or at least keep them on silent and if you cant do that please don't show your gratitude  by coming there .Gurudwara can do without you people.&lt;br /&gt;2.Never DARE to ask your grandparents about the history of the gurudwara.Trust me.you'll soon lose interest in the history and in coming there again.(Experience)&lt;br /&gt;3.Deep neck linings(for girls) are a complete no-no.&lt;br /&gt;4.Pull up the jeans man ! and try and fold them too . I mean we need not prove the phrase "daag ache hain" do we ?Or to prove the power of Rin,Tide or washing powder Nirma(Thora sa powder aur jhaag dher saara..k wateva)&lt;br /&gt;5.Dudes! Get a life and try not to stare girls around you.Dont show the typical nature atleast there..k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The universal one --&gt; Try and be shut . You can show your Karishma like attitude when you're outta the place :P&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So Keep praying and remember: Its not that God's not listening,Its just that he wants us to decide about our omen irrespective of what it brings along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because even pure gold is termed to be so after being tested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-9209721312139314740?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/9209721312139314740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=9209721312139314740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/9209721312139314740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/9209721312139314740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-to-remember.html' title='Things to remember .'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-6402901915089793215</id><published>2008-03-30T22:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:41:44.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Good Times.</title><content type='html'>So finally blogging after ages.&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am is cos i so want everybody to know how it feels when you give THE LAST boards written sheet to the invigilation team and you step out of that door and seee bck saying "Asta laveista baby".&lt;br /&gt;Oh God,It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put that last dot,when you know that you wont remember a thing when you go back home.When you await your parents to take that sigh of relief,when you know that you whole day about which you started planning before the starting of the exams..Its next to saving yourself from yet another sin.&lt;br /&gt;One day..you awaited since always..when you said"OMG when would it come" and you are living it.&lt;br /&gt;I dun know how my month passed all i know that how my night did tossing n turning and thinking what all will be going around my head when i'll give the sheet.&lt;br /&gt;I always hated boards(very evident from the previous post) but if thats what you feel after giving them .. I can give thousands of them just to re-experience this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;When you know that your mum n dad have lost all the rights to refuse for an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its just been around 48 hours that it happened and in these 48 hrs,I possible did everything I couldnt in the whole 1 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Partying,Vodka-ing,laughing so loud that I forgot what tears mean,spending awsum time with friends,going crazy clicking pictures,talking for HOURS ova the phone,having world's he most amazing food n desserts,putting nail paints and changing them a much too often and yes not  to forget sleeping as if there's no tomorrow .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though the school reopens a bit too early..I am happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been dying to bunk those classes,make fun of the not so polite teachers,sitting and listening music in the canteen,bullying friends,taking those taunts from the guys going like "Koi aur nai mila tha",sitting on the tables,whistling in the corridoors,chewing gums thought you know how your teachers hate it.I miss it..I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING BACK TO IT !&lt;br /&gt;Now who says that we hate school..who says we hate exams..When the experience after these exams is like a cherry ova the cake and yes! The best cakes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So keep dreaming guys .. cos these dreams are fulfilled and if it takes time..&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart something **Amazing..!** is coming your way .:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-6402901915089793215?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/6402901915089793215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=6402901915089793215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6402901915089793215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/6402901915089793215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-times.html' title='The Good Times.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-3960100738626343628</id><published>2008-03-12T05:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-12T06:22:56.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LEAD INDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R9clxWLn_pI/AAAAAAAAADI/_PkvA2aTWmA/s1600-h/Mind%2Bthe%2BGap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R9clxWLn_pI/AAAAAAAAADI/_PkvA2aTWmA/s320/Mind%2Bthe%2BGap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176647826383830674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever slept without food and the reason not being that you were too stuffed cos of the heavy lunch or hangout with friends but because of a genuine reason being cos you had no food left.&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought of spending a night in a chilly weather of December not without that blanket but without a shelter and a roof to save from that drizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;,its not I am here to give you nightmares or maybe it does not matter to you neither did it do to me TILL the day I met some people who have gone through all this.&lt;br /&gt;Some children who don't know what the word "Parents" actually means cos for them it was the lonely street where they found themselves,they street dogs were there only friend and where working all day long for that 10 rupee note was relevant because their tender and small bodies wanted food to survive BUT sleeping,eating,walking,speaking aint life.&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot that life needs.&lt;br /&gt;It does need a smile,being sure that yes,we do have someone to whom we can turn when we cry but for some,these things don't exist!&lt;br /&gt;One person can not change the world but the world together can change the mindset.&lt;br /&gt;Join hands because sitting in your conditioned rooms,watching your favorite DVD,popping in your delicious tit bits,sipping the sodas and drinks,smiling always cos you have friends to hold you when you fall,sleeping peacefully cos you know that you do have your parents to take care of you and just everything else you might be doing now,may not be enough for you and it never is but do remember it might be a dream or not even that for about 1/3 of the population.&lt;br /&gt;And then,please don't give statements like "Our country will never change" because a change never comes on its own .. A change needs to be brought and that,is so not JUST the government's duty cos the Government is nothing but a sleeping soul..The infrastructure shall never change till the time the people fight for it and NOT get used to it&lt;br /&gt;Walking by a beggar n saying..poor soul! wont help damned it !!&lt;br /&gt;It wont solve problems and wont change things .. There has to be something Big.And it will happen .! We shall do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEAD INDIA !!&lt;/span&gt; Cos just saying that this golden bird is blind now isn't gonna change nething till we do it .&lt;br /&gt;Think how lucky we are and try to make as many people feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;If it fails once that doesn't mean that we weren't meant to do this . It means that God is giving us a chance to show that we are better . WHICH,we surely are !&lt;br /&gt;Stand up and let the country awake cos we might not be the best generation but we surely are a better generation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A young India shall do what hasn't happened till date cos being a teenager doesn't only mean those baggy jeans,those funky shoes,junk jewelery,cigarette in hand and everything to which we are always subjected to .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But,we are the future India and we shall Rock it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And kick every possible obstruction aside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lets Rock Guys .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-3960100738626343628?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/3960100738626343628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=3960100738626343628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/3960100738626343628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/3960100738626343628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/03/lead-india.html' title='LEAD INDIA'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R9clxWLn_pI/AAAAAAAAADI/_PkvA2aTWmA/s72-c/Mind%2Bthe%2BGap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-368559443535902670</id><published>2008-02-05T03:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-13T00:51:17.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Being Single..</title><content type='html'>My take on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why is being single ANY DAY better"&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;(A tablespoon of fact and a pinch of experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Not answerable to anybody in this freaking world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; When you cry,the reasons is because you scooped your happiness out and not cos "oh shit! he/she didn't call me since 15 mins.. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; When it rains,it means "Its raining..JUST" and nothing else for God sake.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; When you go out for a bash your eyes are around to find good looking guys/gals and not on your phone's screen. that see ! He/she did not reply .. They do not care.*Sob Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Calling your best friend does NOT mean thats it because you faught with Mr/Ms perfect.Your friend can live without knowing that and more happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Your own panges arent enough that you cry cos he/she are having some family problems.&lt;br /&gt;Dude! Their life..Their business Stop irritating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Questions like "Where are you"? With whom are you ? Why ? When? Kab kese kahaan blah! Don't give a freaking sh** to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; When you click pics (Girls) for that Mr. Perfect!! aarghhh Women! You are self obsessed. Do it for your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Dame self !&lt;/span&gt; [Remember the applications like "flirtable","Interested?" with hot guys.. Lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; When you can sleep without that tear in your eye.{Is it getting emotional ? Duh !}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; When Valentines day is yet another day AND nothing else ! Puhlease!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; As if remembering and buying gifts for those trillions"Happy Birthdays" was not enough that the new era made a new thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Relationship Anniversary".&lt;br /&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt; Y NOT ! We arent Married..Nor do we plan to. Get a Life .. aaaaaaarghhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;Loving yourself is the first priority *Wow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Yes,now you can stop thinking about how Correct I am.. I know Darling ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;You can sleep whenevr you want rather than pleading them on the hone .. That oh I am going now .. pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;D--uh. What ??? A "please" to sleep .. Ya you can plead your parents for letting you sleep even if you know that tom is your board exam and you're flunking anyway :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;When not all "Kyun..Why..Kaiko" have an answer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;When slow songs just remain Slow Songs and are not titled as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sad"&lt;/span&gt; Songs.&lt;br /&gt;A day will come when such lovebirds would call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snoop dog&lt;/span&gt; a gazzal singer. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Yes ! &lt;/span&gt;I can buy myself gifts on Valentines Day for God sake . So the next you meet me at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Archies&lt;/span&gt; don't raise your eyebrow and say "Oh! I didn't know that you were dating someone".&lt;br /&gt;I love myself ! You've got issues dude ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;Singing love songs DOES NOT mean that I am in love .. [Shruti ! You understand now ??]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Remember that bestie of yours ? With whom you could share anything and just everything without thinking what they would think about it and you used to call them an idiot and respect was one thing they never got.. Yes that one !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're your bf/gf now !!.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why you lost that bestie . Congrats !&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;You have better things to do than keep on eye on their phone calls,Phone book,Friend Circle Accounts and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;The calls begin with "I love you" they end with "I love you"..&lt;br /&gt;yea ! Y not ,your dad wont love you darling when he sees that LONG bill of yours and when you go like OMG dad nahin! ye galat hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;When they say 10 mins .. They NEVER mean it .&lt;br /&gt;    When they say BRB .. They NEVER come back .&lt;br /&gt;    When they say g2g..ohh yes they do mean it . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Will Keep adding as I keep feeling luckier each day*&lt;br /&gt;Being Single=Being Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LiVe It..!LoVe It..!LeArN FrOm It..!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-368559443535902670?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/368559443535902670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=368559443535902670&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/368559443535902670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/368559443535902670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/02/being-single.html' title='Being Single..'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-2523728870475568203</id><published>2008-01-31T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:35:12.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The CBSE Boards Nightmare.</title><content type='html'>A nightmare which is just a month away now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE Boards !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;,you get subjects for a month or so on the basis of your "Pre boards" which is a WTF situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then,teachers check the paper and scare the hell out of every student as if we're going for a kargil war.And upon all the family starts scaring and wishing you for it before 4-5 months of it .Which,again is a WTF situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plus when you go online to get some relief you find yourself in the world's biggest mess where half your friends ask you what all you have done and half of them cant stop wishing you.Which again is a .. never mind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The school gives you an assembly (just for the 10th grade) to wish you "all the best " .. and you are called to school JUST for it when all this is possible by sending a card on the not so official school website which is under maintenance 300 days a year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And to add to the miseries you have a man made creation know as "TUTORS" who are alive just to scare the freaking hell out of you and specially the Bihari ones (ask the sufferers) who keep going on like "hain.." after undoubtedly every line.                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sound sleeping is a dream and even if it comes true then all you dream about is the "pie" running after you or even worst you studying hindi without a guide or maybe Gandhi asking you to adopt the path of non violence,someone please tell this guy that he's DEAD !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE CBSE SAMPLE PAPERS: As if things were perr-fect,these white pieces of paper are devastating in nature..mark the words !! And every now and then the phone rings and you annoyingly go like..aur bata the reply as such is -&gt; "Nothing yaar,just solved the sample papers..tune kiye kya ? Dude ther are horrible"[YES! I could have lived without knowing that..thanks and get LOST]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You miss the farewell..The final goodbye to your friends whom you wont see like you used to .. Just cos your beeeped up tutor dint wanted to shift the class.Go die Bihari !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And everything else if asked..The answer is "Ya .. you may but after the boards"..WHY ? Did the pandit ji and bhaiji(sikhs) told you that if I go to Goa or out with friends during February,Then these things would destroy themselves or would be hit by aliens..Man! I miss jadoo in such situations. Dhooooop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;, how about discussing some of the very justified and recognized criteria of the subject pattern of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The DPS Mathura road"&lt;/span&gt;.Here are some streams and an idea to WHY my frustration has acquired new heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. PCM (Physics-Chemistry-Maths)+English core+Comp.science/phy. edu./economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criteria to take this subject being : Maths-80% science-80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One freaking question..If any masoom kid wants to go for Comp. Engineering[cos your parents and brother dont want you to take up commerce as if after taking science,Einstein's theory would be named after yours..aaaaaa] for their livelihood How the F*** is chemistry or physics or even maths needed ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. PCMB (Physics-Chemistry-Maths-Biology)+English core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else to say .. God bless the souls of the ones who are taking it..amen !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. PCB(Physics-Chemistry-Biology)+English Core+Psycho/phy edu/painting/multimedia and web tech designing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criteria : Science-80% Maths-75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem .. even if you dun wanna study maths in the future,bang your head agnst the wall cos you need to score that much.&lt;br /&gt;Its like forcing the butcher to take guitar or violin classes. ! D--UU--H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Commerce+Maths+English core+Accountancy+Business studies+Economics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I and mama call it the money generating stream..lol BUT still I cant go for it..cos my first aim should to be in a good stream coz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Arts-only arts,commerce-only arts and accountancy but Science-everything)&lt;/span&gt; according to some very wise sources.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm so Bye-Bye banking..Bye-Bye money(dun worry sweetheart you n me have a never ending relation and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is a promise) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Commerce without Maths:English core+Accountancy+Business studies+Economics+Pshycology/Phy. edu./Painting/Inf. practices/Entrepreneurship/Multimedia and web tech designing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong but this can be called as a "Sasta Kifaiti aur Tikaoo offer" . I mean dude !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criteria- Maths-60% SST-70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; in that much you get a hell lot of subjects and that too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCH&lt;/span&gt; (It took me 5 mins to spell En-Entre-Entrepren-Entrepreneur..Blah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Humanities With Maths: English core+Maths+Political Science+History/Hindi+Economics/Geography+Psychology/Multimedia and web tech designing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No criteria .. its to save you from saying "Oh! I got no stream mum n dad.. Thats why Its my love ! *Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Humanities Without Maths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum-Dad I am still in school .. Yes! I am .. dont ask me how and what stream ? Just, I AM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;you are invited tonight too and do come with some extra not known guests like Mr.Tension,Mr. Headache and ya do remember to bring Mr.Sleepless Nights as the party isn't complete without him.&lt;br /&gt;Yours Lovingly&lt;br /&gt;Karishma  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-2523728870475568203?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/2523728870475568203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=2523728870475568203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2523728870475568203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/2523728870475568203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/01/cbse-boards-nightmare.html' title='The CBSE Boards Nightmare.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-1200352482181019629</id><published>2008-01-23T14:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:45:05.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blueline Protest March.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Killer Machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The petition against blueline buses took the face of The protest followed by students of different schools which was held on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21/01/08,Monday&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jantar Mantar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cLVC3OX1I/AAAAAAAAABE/XR9Eoa-p6fI/s1600-h/n723477027_600351_5432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cLVC3OX1I/AAAAAAAAABE/XR9Eoa-p6fI/s320/n723477027_600351_5432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158604354349850450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cJ4i3OX0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/4mOnySy5RQQ/s1600-h/n723477027_600192_4896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cJ4i3OX0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/4mOnySy5RQQ/s320/n723477027_600192_4896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158602765211950914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The motive&lt;/span&gt; wasn't to be against the blue line but it was to make the Government and The administration aware that the public isn't sleeping and is aware of everything that is going around.&lt;br /&gt;We were speaking for the student who was killed by a speeding blue line bus in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noida.&lt;/span&gt;What was possibly his fault ? That he though he was well protected on the roads of the capital.He lived in hostel ,his parents in Ghaziabad.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what his parents went through when they were told about their little prince's death and were asked to come and take his body.&lt;br /&gt;And this all cos the Government doesn't care how blue line drivers are driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not a bus but a killer machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cP8i3OX8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/cGAwlj-ta7k/s1600-h/n723477027_600821_5848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cP8i3OX8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/cGAwlj-ta7k/s320/n723477027_600821_5848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158609431001194434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cMyC3OX2I/AAAAAAAAABM/uMK231zPpMo/s1600-h/n723477027_600193_6068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cMyC3OX2I/AAAAAAAAABM/uMK231zPpMo/s320/n723477027_600193_6068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158605952077684578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Though the start wasn't that good,quite few people were seen but as time passed,people joined,college students,peons,pedestrians and everyone who could join,joined !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cOAS3OX5I/AAAAAAAAABk/D-JOk2rm92w/s1600-h/n723477027_600225_3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cOAS3OX5I/AAAAAAAAABk/D-JOk2rm92w/s320/n723477027_600225_3537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158607296402448274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cNlS3OX4I/AAAAAAAAABc/K5uanpxrEIo/s1600-h/n723477027_600226_4657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cNlS3OX4I/AAAAAAAAABc/K5uanpxrEIo/s320/n723477027_600226_4657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158606832545980290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Shouted our guts out ..Stopped each and every blueline that passed..Deflated tyres..Gave caps to all the drivers.&lt;br /&gt;And yes with lack of modesty .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ROCKED BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cPPy3OX7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QSmvcbJ47jA/s1600-h/n723477027_600374_7873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cPPy3OX7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QSmvcbJ47jA/s320/n723477027_600374_7873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158608662202048434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cOri3OX6I/AAAAAAAAABs/5mhVqEJC80I/s1600-h/n723477027_600257_9146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cOri3OX6I/AAAAAAAAABs/5mhVqEJC80I/s320/n723477027_600257_9146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158608039431790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our slogans(naara) included: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueline ko band karo,aaj karo abhi karo ..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taare zameen par kuchle gaye ..!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blueline nahin bloodline ..!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueline..HAYE HAYE ..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cNHi3OX3I/AAAAAAAAABU/-ALvhNGjrwA/s1600-h/n723477027_600254_5747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cNHi3OX3I/AAAAAAAAABU/-ALvhNGjrwA/s320/n723477027_600254_5747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158606321444872050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cQjy3OX9I/AAAAAAAAACE/Jfw9BmLKPWU/s1600-h/n723477027_600255_6752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cQjy3OX9I/AAAAAAAAACE/Jfw9BmLKPWU/s320/n723477027_600255_6752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158610105311059922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Explained the cops what we really wanted and would like to thank them for their help and guidance..&lt;br /&gt;The media coverage,NDTV,CNN IBN and the newspaper clipping in Dainik Jagran,Page3 .(Media rocks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cSOi3OX_I/AAAAAAAAACU/Cejw8qgPOMs/s1600-h/n723477027_600820_4992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cSOi3OX_I/AAAAAAAAACU/Cejw8qgPOMs/s320/n723477027_600820_4992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158611939262095346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cR1S3OX-I/AAAAAAAAACM/pahj2h-twuk/s1600-h/n723477027_600654_4022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cR1S3OX-I/AAAAAAAAACM/pahj2h-twuk/s320/n723477027_600654_4022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158611505470398434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; It started at 1:30 pm - 3:30pm , The best 2 hours of every dipsite who was envolved.&lt;br /&gt;Our voice was heard ! and thats what each citizen is entitled to,Just one thought if guided propery cn be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.........""So guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ! AND think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; !"".........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-1200352482181019629?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/1200352482181019629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=1200352482181019629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/1200352482181019629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/1200352482181019629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/01/blueline-protest-march.html' title='Blueline Protest March.'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R5cLVC3OX1I/AAAAAAAAABE/XR9Eoa-p6fI/s72-c/n723477027_600351_5432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769111384639664204.post-8287708968264390052</id><published>2008-01-13T05:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:05:18.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A salute to my parents..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R4lsgVl-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/90KD84Fm_7o/s1600-h/Parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R4lsgVl-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/90KD84Fm_7o/s320/Parents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154770551310254146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THATS US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some lines we are so used to .. Some quotes we love.&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes we think are just so normal..yeah.They so are I mean whats wrong with them&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; casual attitude.A blog can't change opinions .. I knw that But this one promises to be a mirror showing the real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Our dad dropped us to a place which was a hour or so four my place.W thanked him by smashing the door and saying "Thanks dad ! I am late cos of you..will call when I want to get back and please dont be late again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--&gt;Our mum took 3 long hours to prepare a dish for Us,We thanked her by saying"What kinda shit is this..mum you never enter that kitchen,why do you even try..Order me a pizza for God sake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--&gt;The plate on the dinner table wasn't clean and out of rage we thrashed it on the floor even when we know it isn't our mum's job job to clean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--&gt;It is sometimes so easy for us say "mum you don't care.." when we know that she waits for us when we are out,waits for us for the supper and cried with us when we cry.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;It was so easy for us to snatch that remote and say "mum all you do is watch tv" when we know how much she fought with dad to convince him for that tv.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;We were the one who went up to our mum and were sweet to her once in our lifetime just cos I wanted to go for shopping but it was so easy for mus to say "mum I don't have time for your stupid movies" when she asked us to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Its easy for us to say "dad you cant match up with me..its a hell new generation" when we know that he was the one who taught us to talk!&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;It feels so proud to go to the popular new year bash venue with your friends..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt; that a call at 12 to our parents isn't important then.And when a friend calls us and says "M at home" .. the first thought that comes to our mind is "ha ! what a loser"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; he is a loser I mean who thinks about spending it with your parents..what a waste man ! Right ?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;We are the ones who make those faces while we are on phone with our grandmoms/grand dads and are not reluctant to go with those broad smiles and say "money??".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,Its is sometimes so sensible for us to say all this !&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are around .. Go and give them that bear hug . They deserve it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : If you too criticized your parents after watching "Taare Zameen par" and gt back home thinking -Arre yaar,bilkul sahi ! Marks ke to peeche hi padh jaate hain ye log !&lt;br /&gt;Then join the gang .&lt;br /&gt;(Thats cos we people are in a habit of relating everything to anything even they arent far off cousins)&lt;br /&gt;And just go and explain your parents that they expecting this from us is just too much !!&lt;br /&gt;-I am sure they'll be proud. Ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All those mums and dads..We Love You !&lt;br /&gt;We are shoi   :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769111384639664204-8287708968264390052?l=karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/feeds/8287708968264390052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769111384639664204&amp;postID=8287708968264390052&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8287708968264390052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769111384639664204/posts/default/8287708968264390052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karishma-an-initiative.blogspot.com/2008/01/salute-to-my-parents.html' title='A salute to my parents..'/><author><name>Karishma Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338032945944159282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPEIRyRWD0g/TqXsNJ5UKYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VVKF0w5syHY/s220/297637_10150805332700173_821385172_20895594_1349098282_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l70NpSy9vpA/R4lsgVl-AEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/90KD84Fm_7o/s72-c/Parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
