<?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-18649601</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:38:01.513-05:00</updated><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='home'/><category term='summer'/><category term='lost'/><category term='excited'/><category term='festival'/><category term='disappointed'/><category term='missing you'/><category term='music'/><category term='fun'/><category term='musing'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='shocked'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>tunes of life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-3901601414900853990</id><published>2009-05-11T20:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:43:01.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swagbucks</title><content type='html'>This seems to be the new catch phrase in freebie world. Searching through this site apparently earns u points and u can redeem that for freebies. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;http://swagbucks.com/?cmd=sb-register&amp;amp;rb=520146    if u got nothing to do, might as well try this.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-3901601414900853990?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/3901601414900853990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=3901601414900853990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3901601414900853990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3901601414900853990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2009/05/swagbucks.html' title='Swagbucks'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-7557320004218307059</id><published>2008-11-04T08:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:47:03.933-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing you'/><title type='text'>Missing life</title><content type='html'>so..my life has been so full of festivals that now I lost touch with reality. Things just started to hit me and they hit me hard that I'm surprised I didn't fall flat on my face. Before I go on this senseless rant , here is what's been happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October was some month..full of festivals of knowledge (aka exams according to one of my profs.) which made me miss some of the real festivals and friends. Yea, I missed all the important festivals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I had something the next day. On the same note, I lost touch with all , I mean ALL , my friends and family. I feel so disconnected with my friends, don't know what's happening in their lives and they have no idea about mine. The distance had widened and I don't know how to close the gap now. Not that I didn't feel it, but it took a friend to slap the fact on my face and say "hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wassup&lt;/span&gt; with ya, come back to reality". You know things don't end there, it's followed by a whole slue of wrong impressions, false opinions! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; well, in short all the uncomfortable situations that follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a similar but hopefully less awkward note is family. I stopped updating blog , so its like I have disappeared from the face of the earth. Not really but literally! Two reminders , nice ones, to update my blog came along in less than 1/2 hour , so u know how bad things have been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a new month and I hope to begin it fresh, make efforts to reach back to people I love, I care about. I have to send the message across that I care for them, I miss them,  I don't mean to ignore and all my friends and family mean a lot to me. Wish me luck since I will need it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;...Happy Diwali to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-7557320004218307059?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/7557320004218307059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=7557320004218307059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7557320004218307059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7557320004218307059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing-life.html' title='Missing life'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-3416616752360003591</id><published>2008-06-30T14:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:25:21.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><title type='text'>updates of kitchen</title><content type='html'>Alright, here  I start my consolidation of foods section.&lt;br /&gt;weekend was good, my cousin was here from India and he was leaving back on saturday, so I told him I would give him food for flight. I don't know what he thought about it, but I gave him food anyway. I know how bad food in flight can be and to top it off, sitting in the same place for 8+8 hours isn't fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was eating out from the day i wrote about using food at home, I really didn't get around to cooking till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai Red Curry - with Thai Red curry paste, coconut milk and some stir fried asian vegetables and tofu.Sorry, no picture coz I finished my lunch and emptied the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha...How can I not mention poha ( beaten rice). I never realized (or may be I did but still bought another packet) I had a big packet of "thin" poha. I remember I messed up &lt;em&gt;atukula upma&lt;/em&gt; from it ,so I guess I decided I will buy another packet of it. OKie the issue now is, how do I use the whole 2 packets!!!!!!!Especially when I made a box full of snack and still have big box of it waiting .&lt;br /&gt;sorry , no pics again, will post 'em as soon as  I get home.&lt;br /&gt;aaahh....boss is here so more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-3416616752360003591?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/3416616752360003591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=3416616752360003591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3416616752360003591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3416616752360003591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-of-kitchen.html' title='updates of kitchen'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-6210299062564384697</id><published>2008-06-25T07:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:06:08.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><title type='text'>Krazy in Kitchen</title><content type='html'>So, Summer hasn't been as lazy as I imagined I would make it. Well, I wont' complain coz atleast I'm not bored to death. Few things in life that keep me busy seem to be :&lt;br /&gt;work - hmm, I have never worked full time aka 40hrs/week in life so far. So it's a new experience. I would have liked it if my work was little closer to home but again close to home I will not get such a corporate. Its an experiment and it helped me sort out what I want to seek when I'm ready to step into the work world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home - that's always there (I can see ppl rolling their eyes ;) ) yeah yeah home keeps us all busy. I have no kids but things I have to do without them around is enough to driveme nuts. My plants are the ones bearing the brunt. I so conveiently turn a blind eye to them especially when I tired after work. I should take better care of them, afterall they are my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well, how can I forget husband. Ok ok he is not demanding in general but I will not say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all the choas, I suddenly realized I had to do some cleaning of the house and what I found was I had tons of food. Food I always wanted to make but never got around to making.Everything that caught my fancy landed in my pantry.Yeah seriously I need to clean it up before they hit their expiry dats. So I made a pact with D that I'm not buying groceries before I empty my cabinets. I will start now - first with lists of stuff that is in my cabinet and next what I made out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--- (will be updating as I dig for more)&lt;br /&gt;so today the 24th day of june in 2008 I found ----------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ahem ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasta salad box (1)&lt;br /&gt;black beans cans (4?)&lt;br /&gt;garbanzo beans cans (4?)&lt;br /&gt;queso (1 ) ½ box – started eating it!!!&lt;br /&gt;salsa combinations (3)&lt;br /&gt;colorful pasta ( I think its 1 n 1/2 lbs??)&lt;br /&gt;gulab jamun mix (1 box)&lt;br /&gt;maggi chow mein noodles (3?)&lt;br /&gt;maggi masala noodles (1 big pack)&lt;br /&gt;frozen chow mein (8 packets)&lt;br /&gt;starbucks cold coffee (6 bottles)&lt;br /&gt;yogurt single packs (10 boxes) 8 boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;updated June 30, 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coconut milk (had 3 but now have 2 cans)&lt;br /&gt;alfredo sause (2 pint bottles)&lt;br /&gt;frozen asian stir fry vegetables (3/4 bag)&lt;br /&gt;coconut water (1 can)&lt;br /&gt;frozen veggie pizza (1 big + 1 small)&lt;br /&gt;uttapam mix 1 box&lt;br /&gt;rawa dosa mix 1 box&lt;br /&gt;appadams 1 packet&lt;br /&gt;thin poha (1 bag)&lt;br /&gt;thick poha ( 1 bag)&lt;br /&gt;rice paper (1 box)&lt;br /&gt;small cabbage (3/4 piece)&lt;br /&gt;fruits (# 4- mixed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright this is what I remember on top of my head. I'm sure this will grow long and I will strike them off as I use 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem ahem...my time starts now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The question marks are coz I can't remember how many are there exactly. This is what happens when I blog from work! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-6210299062564384697?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/6210299062564384697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=6210299062564384697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/6210299062564384697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/6210299062564384697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/06/krazy-in-kitchen.html' title='Krazy in Kitchen'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-3070003201196607725</id><published>2008-05-15T10:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:25:47.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>breathing...</title><content type='html'>I can breath now ...in this world of super high stress as a combinations of school and work I got my peace. I'm done with another yr of school...such relief after all that freaking exams. I'm super excited too... the most talked about, emotion filled reunion is about to happen..yes Im not dreaming, I get to meet my girlfriends - a lifeline I hang on to for eveything from sharing good news to fighting about petty things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its magic- of the summer, of life , of longing.I can't wait for another month, but I have to and I have things to keep me busy over this month- looking forward to everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-3070003201196607725?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/3070003201196607725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=3070003201196607725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3070003201196607725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/3070003201196607725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/05/breathing.html' title='breathing...'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-140415954475137337</id><published>2008-03-14T08:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:18:06.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>An idea - proposal - discomfort - lost tempers- apologies - teases --- this is how the plannign for a reunion is going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of 10 friends who were there for each other not more than 4 years back and now have to think a million times to meet. Yes, we are all caught up with life, responsibilites have come upon us and we accepted them without a second thought. Now at the thought of meeting up , all the problem have stirred up. The realities of life surfaced. We are angry, rude and hurt each other. But I'm sure at the end of the day we will stand up for each other. That's what friends are for ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look back to those days when we sat in the college canteen and talked over samosas and coke. Imagines how life would be, where we would all be 10 yearsfrom then. $ years have passed since then and we are a little less than half way to know where we will be at the end of those years. &lt;br /&gt;I only hope we continue to connect to each other inspite of bumpy roller coaster ride called life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-140415954475137337?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/140415954475137337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=140415954475137337' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/140415954475137337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/140415954475137337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/03/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-8874105739132367028</id><published>2008-03-14T07:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:59:32.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Everything a teenage girl should know !!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, this is'nt a post on the topic but a search for a book titled above. Has everyone ever heard or read that book. I remember my neighbour gave that to me when I was 16 but  then it passed on and never came back. My gang of cousins who read this...have u seen this with anyone in the gang!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-8874105739132367028?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/8874105739132367028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=8874105739132367028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8874105739132367028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8874105739132367028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/03/everything-teenage-girl-should-know.html' title='Everything a teenage girl should know !!!!!'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-4602327405139980985</id><published>2008-02-08T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:59:36.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shocked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointed'/><title type='text'>Marriages are made in ........</title><content type='html'>Where are they made. any ideas? What about those who declare love and life together but  life has something different in store for them. Some feeling,which I buried so deep because I decided  I don't have to (rather will not ) think about them in future,have resurfaced now. How couldn't they when someone I care for is probably going through a though phase but does't want me or anyone else to know.Let's call them S and B.I know for a fact that they loved each other in the more true sense.I saw everything in their relationship which I hope to see in any healthy relationship - affection,care,responsibility,passion (with a P)and everything other thing I can possibly think of. But now I'm at loss when I think what went wrong. It is just sheer human nature to betray or it is just that sense of responsibility that backfired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the two people in question I wonder...what are they thinking .Is B happy , is S regretting not being in that someone else's place. Is B being honest to the new person in life, willing to give her whatever is left of him after S moved out!!! And finally , why are they doing this to each other when (I think) they had a chance to pave their lives. Well...any answers ...any answers to where marriages are decided and why...&lt;br /&gt;or am I trying to hold on to the past in vain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-4602327405139980985?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/4602327405139980985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=4602327405139980985' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4602327405139980985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4602327405139980985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2008/02/marriages-are-made-in.html' title='Marriages are made in ........'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-8565822202910348311</id><published>2007-11-04T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:42:01.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>another song for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/81249904-87eb-4265-95a2-056f75309490&amp;theName=Sirivennela_Vidha Thalapuna&amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=81249904-87eb-4265-95a2-056f75309490"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/81249904-87eb-4265-95a2-056f75309490/Sirivennela_Vidha-Thalapuna/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-8565822202910348311?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/8565822202910348311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=8565822202910348311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8565822202910348311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8565822202910348311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-song-for-you.html' title='another song for you'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-8280276900166697064</id><published>2007-11-04T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:36:38.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>Colts VS Pats</title><content type='html'>Football season is up and going and todya its time for Colts Vs Patriots. Its a battle between good ol' Brady and not so young but awesome Manning ! Something worth watching , if only I didnt have so much crap going on at school too! School sucks at times like this. But life has to move on, so I will end up seeing the match and try reading hmm 2 slides at at time (is that too much?) and target 8-10 slides for today ! not muc hbut if I can do that, I deserve a pat on the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another things I have to look forward to is my India trip in mth and half. Hope i will have tons to share with you all then. Im excited to see parents and cousins and ya in laws too ! and hopefully will be able to update hubby dear abt apun ka hyd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then c ya later ...alligator!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-8280276900166697064?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/8280276900166697064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=8280276900166697064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8280276900166697064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/8280276900166697064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/11/colts-vs-pats.html' title='Colts VS Pats'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-2997665863854333481</id><published>2007-09-21T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:42:40.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Anari</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get this song out of my head. Its been going round and round in my head for a week now. (For the science geeks out there- no Im not OCD yet!!! I don't fit the definition only after a week) So, I have this song downloaded onto my laptop and now u guys will have to listen with me .....(wicked hahahaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/e57ff7b5-862a-4f33-9f2b-e8de48490158&amp;amp;theName=Woh Chand Khila Woh Taare Hanse - Anari 1959 - Lata Mangeshkar&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="94" width="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=e57ff7b5-862a-4f33-9f2b-e8de48490158"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//selectedfile/emaildoc/e57ff7b5-862a-4f33-9f2b-e8de48490158"&gt;     Share &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/e57ff7b5-862a-4f33-9f2b-e8de48490158/Woh-Chand-Khila-Woh-Taare-Hanse---Anari-1959---Lata-Mangeshkar/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-2997665863854333481?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/2997665863854333481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=2997665863854333481' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2997665863854333481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2997665863854333481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/09/anari.html' title='Anari'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-377509023327870340</id><published>2007-09-17T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:41:54.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><title type='text'>Vinayaka Chavithi</title><content type='html'>hello again...&lt;br /&gt;This time Im here with&lt;br /&gt;Happy Vinayaka Chavithi              wishes&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a chance to pray lord Ganesha. I wish you have all the blessing of Vigneshwara and a obstacle free year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;As always, festival is a time for good food (ofcourse in addition Bhakthi!) but as Indira of Mahanandi always puts it..its time for Bhakti and Bhukthi&lt;br /&gt;Will see you all again soon....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/Ru8eMSCnZyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/80ot3Gv4jZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/Ru8eMSCnZyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/80ot3Gv4jZQ/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111337298438874914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/Ru8eWCCnZzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1I6ov2hy7KQ/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/Ru8eWCCnZzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1I6ov2hy7KQ/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111337465942599474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;http: org="" mahanandi=""&gt;&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-377509023327870340?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/377509023327870340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=377509023327870340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/377509023327870340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/377509023327870340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-again.html' title='Vinayaka Chavithi'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/Ru8eMSCnZyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/80ot3Gv4jZQ/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-2708501353288142936</id><published>2007-08-14T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:51:03.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>Happy independence Day!! To all my fellow Indian in desh and abroad. 60yrs since we were free and don't you think we have come a long way from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys something that happened  to me today. I work in a pharmacy close to where I live as an Intern. Nothing special about work today, it was just another day of patients and prescriptions. Now, by afternoon comes this old lady, let's call her JM , to pick up her medications. After the customary greetings, she asks me if I'm Indian. Im surprised that she actually recognised me to be "Indian" rather than fumble around with options like "are u hispanic" and crap!On confirmations she goes straight at the questions I bet was in her mind for a  couple of days now. She tells me about an Indian couple who live next door and how they hanged "some wriggley thing" and a "face" on the front door. She is curious to know what that is for , but couldn't get herself to ask them. So, I guess Im the next Indian girl she met so she just blurt it out. I tell her that the wriggley thing is a ethnic decorative item which we usually keep on the front door to signify a festival or religious occasion in the house and the face is ward of all the evil. At his point she goes like...."Ahhhh!! So that thing is to welcome someone into the house and the face to keep away nasty things !! i get it ..I get it" I can no longer control my laughter but I manage to tell her that she got a hang of what they are. Now she thinks she is ready to go into their house with this info and tell them she understands Indian-ness ;) (Don't know what she means! )&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, this whole conversation had a serious , want to know tone to it - which I found rather interesting. Good to know people want to know about our customs for knowledge, especially after another conversation where I was told that indians want to keep things to themselves rather then comeout and mingle with the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, so much for ppl's opinions. Let me know if you had any incidences like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-2708501353288142936?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/2708501353288142936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=2708501353288142936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2708501353288142936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2708501353288142936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/08/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-4748434927013493055</id><published>2007-07-03T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T17:30:04.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flowerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens&lt;br /&gt;Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens&lt;br /&gt;Brown paper packages tied up with strings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....went my favourite song from the movie "The Sound of Music". Roses have always been a special attraction to me, especially the mini roses.Blooming in various colors and in closely spaced branches, roses give a beauty almost undescribable. I have always wanted to grow roses in my garden but I never had a garden in real. So the compensation was pots of all the flowers I want - of different colors,sizes and shapes.This summer has been really special as for the first time after I moved to the US I have 3 colors of roses along with a bunch of other flowers (ofcourse in pots) on the deck on our new home. My little wish is to share my happiness with you all there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083099298423082386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorL4WiLjZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBhJ1z6hUo8/s320/IMG_3912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083100647042813378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorNG2iLjcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jDtqjhaJVlU/s320/IMG_3940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;couple of other favorites...&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorM8miLjbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PRLZBfDinas/s1600-h/IMG_3909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083100470949154226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorM8miLjbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PRLZBfDinas/s320/IMG_3909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorM0WiLjaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IvZTE6lLbPs/s1600-h/IMG_3913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083100329215233442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorM0WiLjaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IvZTE6lLbPs/s320/IMG_3913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/18649601-4748434927013493055?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/4748434927013493055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=4748434927013493055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4748434927013493055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4748434927013493055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/07/flowerful.html' title='flowerful'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gu9lP2RUyQU/RorL4WiLjZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBhJ1z6hUo8/s72-c/IMG_3912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-7948117652567026912</id><published>2007-06-12T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:06:02.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3</title><content type='html'>They are always on mind and keep coming to the foreground time to time. These are the 3 fictions books I read long time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;back but&lt;/span&gt; they are so close to me that I can never let them go. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure there are books lot better than these, in many aspects, but these are the ones I endear. These are the ones --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Prodigal Daughter (Jeffery Archer) - I was introduced to Jeff Archer way back in middle school , but it was in high school that I developed a liking or his books. With good narration and clear setting, the know how to keep the story going. This book is about a daughter of a polish immigrant who goes on to become the president. It revolves around her life, how she takes things for granted, gets hurt in course of the unexpected and learns lessons of life the hard way. Everything she learns and does, she does with passion - from running the Baron group of hotels to running for the president. Its that passion that she displays that endeared her to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Memoirs of a Geisha (Arthur Golden) - First introduced to me by S during my Bachelor's years , this book caught my attention immediately. The detail, narration and the entire setting captured my liking almost immediately. It was so good that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; rest till I went ahead and bought a copy myself. I especially liked the elaborate description about kimono, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nobu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; and the gradual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;transformation&lt;/span&gt; from cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chiyo&lt;/span&gt; to the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sayuri&lt;/span&gt;. The book brings out the subtlety of a woman's feeling , her adaptation to the life she is forced to choose, the balance of emotion she tries to get for she loves and those who love her.In all, this is one masterpiece in written word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Alchemist (Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt;) - The latest I read of the three, this book took some time to capture my attention. My husband's uncle mentioned about this book in one of our conversations and handed it to me when I went t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; visit him. He said it was amazing but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; interested til the journey started. Santiago's journey in the desert of the middle east itself set the mood for talk about self discovery and questions about life. The importance and  satisfaction one gets in pursuing his dreams, the realizations about life, the philosophical outlook of life , all of them brought home the thought that "simple things are the most valuable and only wise people appreciate them", as reinforced again and again by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt;. I have no words to describe how I feel when I think of this books , the rush of emotions and thought in my mind make it difficult for me to express the thoughts coherently. But I can say for sure, this book will be remembered for life and its lessons reminded in every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Let me tag Preetam, Snehith and Navisa , who I know read and love books. Anyone else who reads this consider yourself tagged. Let us know what u love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-7948117652567026912?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/7948117652567026912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=7948117652567026912' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7948117652567026912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7948117652567026912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-3.html' title='The Big 3'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-4771071094691781128</id><published>2007-05-11T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:14:59.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Welcome Summer</title><content type='html'>Summer is here and so is my vacation time. After what seemed like forever , Im done with 2 semesters and will dedicate my summer tending for my newly acquired home and work.I feel like I've been making lists of stuff to buy to "fill"(to D's dread!!) my home with. Ahh, soo looking forward for binge shopping this weekend!! wwohhooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the lists ,my notebooks meant for drawing medchem structures and writing drug names, are filled with plans for summer. From cleaning and setting up the guest bedroom to buying an naked foundation cream for myself, I've made a plan. Collection coupons during the exams, so I can go check out the stores to talking to frens for recommendations , I've done it all , and all to saturation. But now, all I want to do stick to the couch and watch TV!! Oh ya, read blogs of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my new found love- our new home, living here feels like living back in Austin. We had really missed that life while living in an old apartment after moving to phily. Not because we didn't like old houses, but coz we were pampered while living in new apartment where amenities and the arrangement is way different. Now this home seems to have got our lives to normal. Normal as we perceive it. That's relief!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I soaked it the relief, its time go back and hit reality ....&lt;br /&gt;will keep you posted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-4771071094691781128?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/4771071094691781128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=4771071094691781128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4771071094691781128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4771071094691781128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-summer.html' title='Welcome Summer'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-4728945627956805412</id><published>2007-03-20T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:19:22.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><title type='text'>Ugadi Subhakanshalu (Happy Ugadi)</title><content type='html'>Wish you all a Very Happy Ugadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this New Year will shower all with Happiness , Peace and Satisfation in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sarvajith  naama samvatsara subhakanshalu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;P.SInthaki Panchaanga sravanam chesara evaraina..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-4728945627956805412?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/4728945627956805412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=4728945627956805412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4728945627956805412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4728945627956805412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/03/ugadi-subhakanshalu-happy-ugadi.html' title='Ugadi Subhakanshalu (Happy Ugadi)'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-7241498596504370841</id><published>2007-03-05T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:39:31.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Candy Heart says.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/first-kiss.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: friendly and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day came and went.But it brings with it some sweet memories, little games, n this one ismy fav for this yr:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-7241498596504370841?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/7241498596504370841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=7241498596504370841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7241498596504370841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/7241498596504370841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-candy-heart-says.html' title='My Candy Heart says.........'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-6016753234074896260</id><published>2007-03-03T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:35:40.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Self Tag</title><content type='html'>I'm self tagging myself (upon reading Sakshi's blog) about this ABC meme. I thought it would be fun to do some introspection simultaneously,especially now that I have a break.All of you who are still dropping by my blog, consider yourself tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Available or Single? Not anymore&lt;br /&gt;B- Best Friend? Girl friend or Boy fren :P Navisa&lt;br /&gt;C- Cake or Pie? Home made chocolate cake (jus anything thats NOT super sweet)&lt;br /&gt;D-Drink of Choice? Water anytime (Im called a water tanker)&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential Item? cell phone and couple of bucks&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite Color? yellow - color of warm sunshine&lt;br /&gt;G- Gummi Bears or Worms? yuck , no way&lt;br /&gt;H- Hometown? Hyderabad&lt;br /&gt;I- Indulgence? a novel and tea on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;J- January or February? January - for the sense of fresh start it brings with itself&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids and names? whats the great hurry&lt;br /&gt;L- Life is incomplete without...? a little shared joke here and there&lt;br /&gt;M- Marriage Date? Aug 25th&lt;br /&gt;N- Number of Siblings? One hyperactive teenager on the way to self discovery&lt;br /&gt;O- Oranges or Apples? Apples&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobias/Fears? I dont' think I really fear anything.&lt;br /&gt;Q- Favorite Quote? &lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/34290.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A slip of the foot you may soon recover, but a slip of the tongue you may never get over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -Ben Franklin&lt;br /&gt;R- Reasons to smile? life ..&lt;br /&gt;S- Season? spring , with its warm sunshine and fresh blossoms&lt;br /&gt;T- Tag - Everyone visiting my blog (even if its the first n last time)&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown Fact About Me? I'm a stubborn girl who is deceptively flexible&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable You Hate? I didnt figure that out yet&lt;br /&gt;W-Worst Habit? I can get irritably lazy&lt;br /&gt;X-rays You've Had? arm&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your Favorite Foods? Tex-Mex(Im gonna crave for breakfast tacos tomm morn - as usual) , italian, Indian (especially mom's specialities)&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zodiac?  A little bit of every zodiac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-6016753234074896260?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/6016753234074896260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=6016753234074896260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/6016753234074896260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/6016753234074896260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/03/self-tag.html' title='Self Tag'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-2049591569669992225</id><published>2007-01-22T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:07:24.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Colts!!</title><content type='html'>yayyy!!!!! Colts are the champions...AFC chaps with the one and only Manning!! Way to go man!! It was one awesome game yesterday , with nail biting moments to game deciding catches, to the ever calm Tony Dungy.&lt;br /&gt;All day I spent anticipating what would happen...it was this year or may be never for colts...they came thru till the finals to face arch rivals the Patriots and they did an impressive job beating them.Payton proved himself again and shut everyone else. From a disappointing 21-3 to 34-38 , it was a game that would go down in history.&lt;br /&gt;Now all the Colts have to do is to g odown to Miami and ride over the bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. After what was a loooooong day today, I finally get to celebrate colts victory now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-2049591569669992225?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/2049591569669992225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=2049591569669992225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2049591569669992225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2049591569669992225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-colts.html' title='Go Colts!!'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-4720212998549741467</id><published>2006-12-19T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:06:00.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Blogoholic!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is one phase of student life I love and hate! I have all the time in this world but have nothing to do on hand. I don't even pursue any "hobbies" to keep me occupied during there love/hate time periods. So , I've picked up an addiction- Blog hopping. Well, I'm sure all of us bloggers do this at some point of their blogging periods , but I have started doing this soo much that I'm literally addicted to it. It sure kills a lot of time, but also leaves my fingers close to carpel tunnel syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;In course of nurturing this new addiction,I've come across a good bunch of ppl with different attitudes and different writing styles. As I've always been a fan of English writing ( using known vocabulary not the biblical style which I hardly understand!! ), I find it quite interesting when ppl write everyday incidents with some dramatic effect. It showes the emotion they have attached with it , the results they expect and a little about how they see themselves. Their style not only entertains regular readers but also makes bloghoppers like me comeback for more. &lt;em&gt;Dil mange more......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , I'm simply amazed at the variety of topics that are addressed in these blogs , my favorite ones being Scientific , Cooking , casual chats. The amount of time and patience these bloggers invest in making their blogs an interesting place to hangout is laudable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this , everything else for the next couple of weeks will be normal...well yeah Its Vacation time next weekend , so I guess I should be excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now...&lt;em&gt;Its time to say goodbye....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-4720212998549741467?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/4720212998549741467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=4720212998549741467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4720212998549741467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/4720212998549741467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogoholic.html' title='Blogoholic!!!!'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-2282811168208737743</id><published>2006-12-12T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:46:52.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>"Relationships are strange things" -- This dialogue from the only episode of Sex and the City I saw till now triggered a series of thoughts in me. Yeas indeed relationships are strange in so many, undefinable, uncomprehendable ways. Best friends drift apart, ppl who never met each other but are only internet friends (thanks to the internet chat!) get so close.&lt;br /&gt;Such things happened to me too...two of my best friends have moved so far , that I find it really difficult ( almost impossible) to touch them with the same chord. Those people whom I thought had the same wavelength as me surprised me with their coldness. Made me think if it was the same person. Other times , I still share a very good rapport with ppl I can call close,only that I don't have much face to face interaction with them. We must have met couple of times , but thanks to the internet,chatting was more frequent than meeting, yet we grew close. Even today we share what's happening in each other's lives with the same intimacy and the same affection towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what is called moving on in life. Some ,like me , hang on to a string from the past , while others don't care. This leaves me wondering what makes people change. Well , I say ppl change, but a friend fiercely says " ppl don't change, only their circumstances change", whatever it may be , does it hurt to acknowledge a person from your past. Don't you want to atleast relive that point of life when we were buddies!?&lt;br /&gt;Its up to ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.I'm remembering this poem by Alfred Tennyson called " The Brook" in which he says&lt;br /&gt;' &lt;em&gt;For me may come and men may go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I go on forever." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wondering if this is how some ppl think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-2282811168208737743?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/2282811168208737743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=2282811168208737743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2282811168208737743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/2282811168208737743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/12/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115565032490756712</id><published>2006-08-15T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T08:58:44.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>Ppl, I can see that question mark look on your faces  saying "she isnt the one who should be saying that!!" Well the story is I was really really busy moving from Austin to Philadelphia. I now realise it was BIG move. Life's changed so much in a day that Im still to digest what happened. Life was so much laid back and peaceful back in austin but here , people are running , god knows behind what /whom. I guess life here is such-fast paced , long days and loads of work yet loads of activites to do and places to see. Its a fast track on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;  Adding to my woes, I left my camera cord conecting it to the computer at an uncle's place , so even if I want to post something , I remember I cannot add pics, which makes the post really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Things Im excied about and happy is that my fren came in for a week, so  I intend to have some fun with her, explore places and jump ard, remember childhood. Lets see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So what else ppl, I dont know if anyone ever reads my blog co  Ihardly see any comments. Neways, I think its fun to see what others think about what I write. ANyhow, thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I sign off, I want to add....PA is very very very Beautiful. I love the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115565032490756712?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115565032490756712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115565032490756712' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115565032490756712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115565032490756712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time no see'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115454773585027962</id><published>2006-08-02T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:42:36.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post publish</title><content type='html'>Wow...my post on spirituality found its way into &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/biosymphony/"&gt;yahoo group- Biosymphony&lt;/a&gt; . Ain't thats exciting. Thankyou Mr. C B Rao for posting that article upthere. This motivates me to think something useful now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115454773585027962?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115454773585027962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115454773585027962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115454773585027962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115454773585027962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-publish.html' title='Post publish'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115436256465966005</id><published>2006-07-31T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:27:02.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios Austin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title sends a clue why i've been absent from the bloggin world all this while. I was busy packing and packing and sealing the packs and gearing to move out of austin. It been a combination of excitement and nervousness all thru the session. With 2days for the movers to pick up stuff and 5days to vacate the apartment , butterflies in my tummy are fluttering even faster. To be frank , the very fact that Im going out of austin for goodand not for a vacation struck me when our friends organized a "surprise farewell" for us on saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;It was infact a big surprise as it was a leak-proof planning and we didnt even have a clue..Well that's what is a surprise party -said a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/320/edc0f6f7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                              &lt;em&gt;    Surprised me n Dileep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it may be , we leave this place with cartload of memories and basketful of friends. Austin for me is a launch pad for life in the US, and being the first place I lived , I developed a special attachment for the city and the apartment I live in. Never did we change the apartment since Icame here, so these things make me want to cling to the apartment and city. But Life has to move on, for a career or for the need to moe up the ladder...and so we have decided to move. Dileep would have loved to stay back if not for the lack of career choices for me in austin.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this move will bring us more friends at the same time keep in touch with existing friends and enrich our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/320/grp%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;em&gt;  Thats our austin gang...not all of them as couple of couples are on vacation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115436256465966005?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115436256465966005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115436256465966005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115436256465966005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115436256465966005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/07/adios-austin.html' title='Adios Austin'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115264012768364567</id><published>2006-07-11T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:18:59.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/1600/134_3475.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many shoes I have , I always want more. N &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to add to that...I'm a kind who gets bored easily. I always want to use things for some time n then I get bored!! N I throw them away! Well , It is likely to tax the pocket but then intelligent me won't go for branded things but only koti maal !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one such item is Shoes!! Hmm footwear to generalize were in picture from the Ramayana times when Bharatha prayed Rama's padharakshas when Rama went on exile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I have no clue when the industry started coming out with different varieties of foot wear. but I can guess that's when girls (like me!! ) lost their heart for them. There is never a time I don't go wow over some nice sandals / shoes. But not everything I can wear. When I do buy ...God save my shopping mate...I'm very very picky about them. No big heals , well flats are also not always ok...no pointed heals , no elastic straps ...delicate looking , pretty looking but should last ! n thus goes the conditions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;don't u see I even end up contradicting myself.So last weekend ,finally ..With the insistence of my hubby dear (which was the result of my constant nag that my sandals have worn out!).. I set out to buy more footwear...at my favorite store.."payless shoe store" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wish I could look at the faces of people reading this...though I'm sure u'd say what "pay less shoes " with a tortured face!! but yes that's where I go....&lt;em&gt;sastha maal , ache variety , n possibility to come back soon ...&lt;/em&gt;attract me to this store...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;n these are my finds....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/1600/134_3475.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/320/134_3475.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so ppl. , flats for comfort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/320/134_3477.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;n heals for style...n they are small enough not to cause accidents...hope I carry this one well!!1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n then..if u happen to find a store like this one...do lemme know..I'm ready to dig thru it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115264012768364567?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115264012768364567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115264012768364567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115264012768364567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115264012768364567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoe-shopping.html' title='shoe shopping'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115239374081959764</id><published>2006-07-08T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:22:20.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello vacation</title><content type='html'>traalaallaaa......I finished my Summer sem on friday. I should actually be feeling wonderful coz I have nothing to do for the next two months. But the surprise here is that I feel none of that excitement, which is possibly coz of the hectic schedules I was on right from Jan this yr. kya bole boss..what way to start my year!!&lt;br /&gt;Right now ' I'm actually looking forward for Sep this yr..when me gonna start Doctor of Pharmacy. I will b "legally" called Dr. Tata , but heard that pharmacists call themselves by first name. dhaaa !! thats a turn off !!&lt;br /&gt;now, as usual lazing over the weekend....so lazy that I actually slept. but plannig to do a lot of "stuff" in the coming days ...like organizing my cookbook (plannig to actually start a cooking blog, but antha oopika undha naaku ??????) , for others hmmm lemme think n let u know.&lt;br /&gt;BTW , for those who r wondering when I'm gonna move...I will I will...whats the hurry...I'm supposed to go anyway tho aaram se jayenge!&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl, thats all for now...more ramblings later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115239374081959764?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115239374081959764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115239374081959764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115239374081959764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115239374081959764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-vacation.html' title='hello vacation'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-115119868607669274</id><published>2006-06-24T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:24:46.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was wondering why I feel like writing only when I get nostalgic about anything personal!! well cant answer that now but  I'm definitely back now to write coz I'm frustrated to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't help wondering what made me take pharmacy in undergrad in the first place ( I'm its coz of my mom jaan though) but right now I m gearing up to do my "DOctor of pharmacy" . Phew..that sounds like a big degree -ain't it!? N coz of that I working my *** off to complete English composition course. Hmm I can see u all go ..aahhh:O but yes Im taking it. Till this very moment I didnt realize how frustrating it can get when u cant write a 300word journal regarding multiculturalism or pornography.!!! what crap . I jus love to write about anything and everything (c spirituality..it confused me , n it will to u too) but cant seem to get a word out of my head when given a topic. haahhaa!! its crappy shit.&lt;br /&gt;neways , enough , I'd better get back to multiculturalism!!!!!:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-115119868607669274?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/115119868607669274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=115119868607669274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115119868607669274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/115119868607669274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/06/was-wondering-why-i-feel-like-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-114601168001710029</id><published>2006-04-25T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:33:12.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirituality</title><content type='html'>Hmm...Disappeared from the page for really long rite! Im back now ...n I wanna see how I can put my ideas about spirituality in words! I donno why I wasthinking about this ..but I happened to think for real some time today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirituality - well I dont know the dictionary meaning for it but for me its some things that directs the mind and "God" is a belief that there is someone powerful n more capable of anything -than me. Well , dont get me wrong at this point- i dont think im "can do it all" person , but I do believe that a lot of things have to taken through a long road before they can b left for destiny! At the same time , at each step of work , I pray saying please let this happen without obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think spirituality developed because people were blindly believing that praying idols can "solve" problems without realising "its all in the mind" n its your perception about what to do, resolves half the problem . It developed to teach people to believe in themselves, to know what they are all about. But I feel God is still there because we need some "object" to focus on. I cant definitely focus in space , I need something to put my attention on , so god still is as important in spirituality along with the concept itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , my thought process stopped here. I couldnt get myself to think more. What do u all think now???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-114601168001710029?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/114601168001710029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=114601168001710029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/114601168001710029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/114601168001710029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/04/spirituality.html' title='Spirituality'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113710558845602773</id><published>2006-01-12T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:39:48.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>I'am wondering when most girls usually realise the importance of having Mom around ! Well , I think I realise her importance in my life now ..specially at times when I'am jus unable to pull myself to do the chores but cannot exempt myself from them either. Not that Dileep will mind if I ask him to take me out ,but its this self imposed " wont eat out frequently" rule stops me from asking him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , for triggers unknown , I came down with migraine and jus couldnt get up n cook rice jus for myself(Dileep had team lunch today) though my tummy was growling with hunger. To add to my agony , the thought of food was actually nauseating . So , I ended up fasting n yes sleeping the whole  day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish amma was a phone call away at these times. Hmm ...well I think I chose this life...I wanted to go abroad badly n here Im.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im better than mornign now ..but still cant stand up long enough to cook:( will try though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113710558845602773?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113710558845602773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113710558845602773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113710558845602773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113710558845602773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113656917262414754</id><published>2006-01-06T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T12:39:32.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on</title><content type='html'>Jus read sruti;s email. Pretty nostalgic..im kinda regreeting not meeting her n other frens when I was in India.   But , its was not possible , timings didnt match , places we were in were different. but , sometimes its worth meeting ..u kinda revind into those days whe nlife was more carefree.. u had nothing really to worry about. Life moves on..doesnt it ? n one has to move along with it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situations change ,people ard change..sometimes u even feel its too late to let your feelings be known to some. Nevethe less , its worth living with those sweet memories .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113656917262414754?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113656917262414754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113656917262414754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113656917262414754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113656917262414754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/01/moving-on.html' title='moving on'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113647712266608508</id><published>2006-01-05T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:05:22.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i have been in hiding last 2 mths but now im back.&lt;br /&gt;inlaws left to sis-in law's place . infact we dropped them there ,went around florida n smokies for ard 10days&lt;br /&gt;pretty tiring trip but it was loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;got to see 4m snow fall to hot beaches in a span of 10days...amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways back home now and home alone. end of holidays sounds sad. but must move on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113647712266608508?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113647712266608508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113647712266608508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113647712266608508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113647712266608508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-know-i-have-been-in-hiding-last-2.html' title=''/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113138336420436877</id><published>2005-11-07T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:09:24.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies in the tummy!</title><content type='html'>im nervous-im not nervous!! uff..i donno. my in-laws will b here in a couple of mins n im nervous. well mayb i neednt be coz i've been with them though for only a week. still i have dileep to answer critical questions.  though i think, at the back of my mind , i will b the one answering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , what im worried about is the food, i dont know how flexible they will b . u know- how it works here!! do i have to cook everyday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113138336420436877?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113138336420436877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113138336420436877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113138336420436877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113138336420436877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2005/11/butterflies-in-tummy.html' title='butterflies in the tummy!'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113138349363497755</id><published>2005-11-07T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:11:33.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i jus discovered i have another username in this same site! i drafted (which i didnt remember at all) something about taking to my then-fience and my pestering kiddu brother :)) felt funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113138349363497755?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113138349363497755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113138349363497755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113138349363497755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113138349363497755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-i-jus-discovered-i-have-another.html' title=''/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18649601.post-113112298965900812</id><published>2005-11-04T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:49:49.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginnning</title><content type='html'>hiya people ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get confused with the title , this is the beginning of my blogs not my life tunes.&lt;br /&gt;life's already singing its tunes and today i wanna start recording those on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what inspired me to this is preetam's posting a little  while ago.  aahhh....i know i did some blogging some time back but now i wish to be more regular/more active atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then..more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18649601-113112298965900812?l=sushtunes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/feeds/113112298965900812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18649601&amp;postID=113112298965900812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113112298965900812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18649601/posts/default/113112298965900812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sushtunes.blogspot.com/2005/11/beginnning.html' title='the beginnning'/><author><name>sushama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6015/1830/200/132_3201.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
