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THE GIFTED ONES

Hello Everyone:):) Happy New Year to you all.. This blog is very special to me..coz its fr al d people in love-THE GIFTED ONES.(coz v r gifted wid Love) Every Love Story is Special.Whether its Raj and Simran from Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge or Rahul and Anjali of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai or Yours.... There is always a pattern dat is followed in all these love stories- HAPPY-SAD-HAPPY We love the movie during the HAPPY times,cry wen they gt separated (SAD times) and we have tears of joy  wen they gt united again(HAPPY time again)...For every love story to be succesful it shld hav both -happy as well as the sad part.If the SAd part is removed the d movie wil never be liked. Similarly,even our Love Story is special..To make it special sm ups and downs are must.. From now,if there is anythng gng wrng in your relation,u juz need to thnk my love story is being made special..The things whch r gt by gr8 difficulty r d ones that s always precious to us..so juz chilloffy n enjoy ur ...

THE BIG QUESTION ON THE INDEPENDENCE DAY

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I have been always writing about  myself on this blog.On 15th August its our Independence day. .So just gave a thought on writing about these two issues prevailing.There are few questions which are haunting all Indians When is our country becoming Corruption-free? How are going to fight terror? Whenever there is a terrror attack why are the citizens so helpless? Why are the terrorists being treated so lavishly? Is spending crores of rupees on the people who came to destroy our country the right thing to do? Why there are no actions being taken on them? Why are such cases being dragged for years together when there are evidences kept under  your nose? Are Indians losing trust on their legal system? US can enter Afghanistan and kill Osama but we can't kill Kasab...that too in India? THE BIG QUESTION is WHY DON'T  WE HAVE ANSWERS TO ANY OF THE ABOVE QUESTIONS? We celebrate Independence day,Republic Day with fear in our minds that we will be again attac...

Happy friendship day!!!!!!!

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THE SECRET:A STORY TO TELL.

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Hello frenz, Thanks for all the encouragement you gave me after my first blog.It can be said this post is the continuation of my last post.I was thinking of writing something on the Education Sector of India(I will promise to do it in the coming days),but suddenly one comment on Facebook from my friend Anshul caught my eyes.It said that-"you have to explain till date...u have explained till 2000.Can you explain"After thinking on it for a long time I really thought I need to update my story because there is something more on it than just my story. After 3 years blissful stay in Surat,my father got transferred back to Manipal.I really didnt want to go but as earlier no options left and i went back with a heavy heart.But this time with a dream to "GET BACK TO SURAT". After getting back to Manipal got busy with my XI and XII.Months and years passed so speedily like a blink of an eye.Then got a engineering seat in Bangalore(Though wanted to be in SVNIT,Surat).But the ...

SURAT-THE CITY WHICH CREATED THE NEW ME.

If given a chance to anyone to describe  ME in a word,they will definately say me "A SURAT CRAZY GIRL"So finally after taking a long time to decide what need to be my first blog to make it really special,I couldn't get a better topic than this to tell people why i am so crazy about this city..Well,one reason(the most important one),people already know about it.So let me tell them the other one.Here it goes: Born in a small town near Mangalore I grew upto be a very shy kind of girl.There used to be a time when people would talk to me and i would flee from there(Its difficult for people who know me now to digest this fact) In 1992,shifted to MANIPAL(the education town of India) but the situation didnt improve.The shyness continued to increase rather.Then came the "TWIST" after 8 long yrs(2000)-the millenium year.My Father got transferred to SURAT.In the beginning I threw a lot of tantrums for not shifting to Surat but finally gave up(My parents didnt give me a...