<?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-35492754</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:32:02.394+05:30</updated><category term='kids.'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='fresh start'/><category term='indian recipes sago sabudana khichdi vrath food fast food healthy food snacks'/><category term='sad'/><category term='in laws'/><category term='clumsy'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='earth'/><category term='funny'/><category term='positive be the best believe in yourself lessons form life'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='death of relationship'/><category term='modern'/><category term='saving lives'/><category 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loss'/><category term='better half'/><category term='mediciny tales. silly. falling. stitches'/><category term='taken for granted'/><category term='now'/><category term='mirror'/><category term='impolite'/><category term='desires'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='marriage.'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='understanding.'/><category term='better health.'/><category term='sweetest thing'/><category term='easy'/><category term='low'/><category term='sex'/><category term='dulha'/><category term='diwali'/><category term='cheating'/><category term='hard life'/><category term='spirit'/><category term='mom'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='road.'/><category term='passion sex life inlaws anger resentment'/><category term='hospitals'/><category term='innocence'/><category term='thinking'/><category term='couple'/><category term='friends'/><category term='kalyug'/><category term='women'/><category term='love honesty marriage mending pasta mushroom sauce passion sex life anger resentment'/><category term='me'/><category term='children'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='office'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cook'/><category term='self discovery'/><category term='foods'/><category term='goals'/><category term='guilt.'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='new year.'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='infidelity'/><category term='journey'/><category term='taliban'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='faith.'/><category term='love . ice cream. lollies. rain. kisses. mon ami.'/><category term='parents'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='old friends'/><category term='elders'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='festivals'/><category term='dates'/><category term='god'/><category term='men'/><category term='alchohol'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='doing good'/><category term='hospital.'/><category term='jealousy spiteful petty'/><category term='better health.facing fear.'/><category term='alumni'/><category term='fear'/><category term='unkind'/><category term='fat'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='breaks'/><category term='love honesty acknowledgement arranged marriage'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='infidelity.'/><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TaBoO...</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it- Mark Twain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2422019722003987536</id><published>2010-09-19T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:36:40.874+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doing good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><title type='text'>Stuff I truly believe with all my heart and soul</title><summary type='text'>There a few things I am a strongly believe in. As often as possible I do them, and I'll keep doing them consciously till they become a way of life :-)
... I believe ... :

- We must be kind....regardless of whether we recieve it back or not
-We must be polite...regardless of whether the person we're talking to is or not
-We must help others...regardless of whether they help us back or not
-We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2422019722003987536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2422019722003987536&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2422019722003987536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2422019722003987536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2010/09/stuff-i-truly-believe-with-all-my-heart.html' title='Stuff I truly believe with all my heart and soul'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/TJYN23ODvZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/zKKAln74Rno/s72-c/kindness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-205868341778994421</id><published>2010-07-05T11:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:02:02.827+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage.'/><title type='text'>You know you're secretly thinking of marriage when...</title><summary type='text'> Dedicated to my better half, and anyone else of marriageable age :-) [Female point of view here].- you surf the net looking for wedding pictures, any one's wedding pictures.- you scan married people thoroughly looking for signs of happiness.- you're bf/fiancee looks cuter everyday.- you scour the www for wedding photographers.- you secretly save up unusual wedding card designs.- you find out the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/205868341778994421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=205868341778994421&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/205868341778994421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/205868341778994421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-youre-secretly-thinking-of.html' title='You know you&apos;re secretly thinking of marriage when...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4362934706683049780</id><published>2010-06-19T18:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-27T11:27:29.948+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Why do people hate hospitals?</title><summary type='text'>To me it has been home for along time. It's always been a place of wonder... See, I don't understand why people hate hospitals... majority of the sick people who go there recover. I always thought that was fantastic. When did that stop being a good and wondrous thing ? So we have to run around to get tests done and fees paid and everything seems so far apart... [you don't know what far is unless </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4362934706683049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4362934706683049780&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4362934706683049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4362934706683049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-do-people-hate-hospitals.html' title='Why do people hate hospitals?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1073438832713836954</id><published>2010-04-16T15:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:52:28.277+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><title type='text'>Can it Ever Be too Late?</title><summary type='text'>What do people mean when they say... hurry up before it's too late?Too late for what?And I don't mean a movie or dinner date.Haven't you ever wondered, can it ever be too late?"She's ageing, she should get married fast before it's too late!"But isn't it better for her to get set, get ready, get prepared in whichever way she feels needed and then marry as opposed to just jump into a marriage with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1073438832713836954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1073438832713836954&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1073438832713836954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1073438832713836954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-it-ever-be-too-late.html' title='Can it Ever Be too Late?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8317023819392939388</id><published>2010-03-09T11:39:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:31:53.928+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>For Men.</title><summary type='text'>I'm utterly sick of the whole Women's day hullaballoo...all those lines about them having to undertake multiple roles, leading stressful lives, yadayadayada.No one seems to make such a fuss over men. Instead they're cursed to the ends of the earth. It's a rare person or woman that stands up for them.Seriously thought, Men don't have it that easy. Imagine their lives. From the time they're kids, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8317023819392939388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8317023819392939388&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8317023819392939388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8317023819392939388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-men.html' title='For Men.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5168285422713895380</id><published>2009-12-31T12:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:26:37.971+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year.'/><title type='text'>What Did you Do this YeAr ?</title><summary type='text'>It's the morning of the Last Day Of The Year [as it shall henceforth be known] and I'm wondering where the year 2009 went?I'm trying to recollect what I did, what I achieved, and try as I may my mind is a blank.What did you do this year?How did You make a difference?Did you make a difference?I think that is the scariest part...Are you the same person you were last year?Or did you evolve, perhaps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5168285422713895380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5168285422713895380&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5168285422713895380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5168285422713895380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-did-you-do-this-year.html' title='What Did you Do this YeAr ?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SzxHHxgZH_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/qH6WyRl-iD4/s72-c/new-year1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4632967644608531835</id><published>2009-10-24T05:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-24T07:44:05.692+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desires'/><title type='text'>What DO women want?</title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer : Feminists needn't take this post too seriously.Saw What women want[Mel Gibson, Helen Hunt] for the upteenth. I just let movies play in the background sometimes, just so it feels like I'm not alone at home.So anyway, I wondered...What do women want really? So naturally  compiled a list!Not all of you may want this stuff but some of it, sometimes...I'm sure!- A home, just ours.- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4632967644608531835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4632967644608531835&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4632967644608531835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4632967644608531835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-women-want.html' title='What DO women want?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZl0zWI0xAo/SUHQpPaecWI/AAAAAAAAAp4/jqho8POzo4I/s72-c/1987_colorpencil_Egypt_1cREDUCED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8617592438949826882</id><published>2009-10-16T17:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:40:45.576+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diwali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festivals'/><title type='text'>HaPpY DiWaLi!</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to my Mother , Father and Sister. All my childhood friends, to childhoods, to being with one's family... to sweets and savouries equally~~~!!!!There is  a nip in the air...almost the same as last year...but my smile's not as wide as then because this year I'm missing my family a great deal...my mom, dad n sis.  My own.   The lights are fewer, there are fewer people in the market, even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8617592438949826882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8617592438949826882&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8617592438949826882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8617592438949826882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-diwali.html' title='HaPpY DiWaLi!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-636692369139048810</id><published>2009-09-21T17:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:50:44.355+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalyug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Ghor or not, I like this kalyug!</title><summary type='text'>The other day I walked out of a satsang meeting. Ok I wouldn't have gone there in the first place if I didn't like what the Founder said on TV. An educated lady she spoke with ease, confidence and most importantly, logic and common sense.But she wasn't there at that meeting was she now? No...there was literally a line of old biddies sitting on chairs and lecturing."Is this just kalyug [new age] </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/636692369139048810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=636692369139048810&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/636692369139048810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/636692369139048810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/09/ghor-or-not-i-like-this-kalyug.html' title='Ghor or not, I like this kalyug!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4137344925148022446</id><published>2009-09-17T15:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:57:23.065+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediciny tales. silly. falling. stitches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clumsy'/><title type='text'>Good hands Bad feet!!</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to Nikhil and Sapna didi, who try to catch me when I fall. We never permit patient attendants to enter the closed doors of the OT [operating theatre]mini OT [for minor procedures and such] ... mostly because it is a privilege and they will undoubtedly freak out and doctors don't like being watched while they do their work, its a cause for anxiety see?However pioneer that I am, I broke </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4137344925148022446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4137344925148022446&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4137344925148022446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4137344925148022446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-hands-bad-feet.html' title='Good hands Bad feet!!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1410859065212935701</id><published>2009-09-10T01:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:59:40.045+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediciny tales.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Uski Rukhsati</title><summary type='text'>Uski Rukhsati.PROLOGUE :   "Still no movements from the baby?", I asked the  would be mother at 8 months of gestation. "No, and the doctor before you said the heartbeat is getting slow also...whats going to happen? Am I going to have surgery?", asked the 27yr old primi [first time pregnancy] anxiously.We shall call her Zarin."Let me see, but don't get scared, don't worry till we have to because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1410859065212935701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1410859065212935701&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1410859065212935701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1410859065212935701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/09/uski-rukhsati.html' title='Uski Rukhsati'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4210766425928908156</id><published>2009-09-06T04:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:09:25.584+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taliban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><title type='text'>September Tapes.</title><summary type='text'>September Tapes.Theres a crazy fire in their eyes. Them with the Aks and other assorted weapons. They're baby faced, trying to disguise their age under thick stubble. But they don't need to. The madness in their eyes says it all.  It seems clear there is no reasoning with these people. They're following dictates blindly. Eyes shut, mind shut even tighter. Happy to oblige if it means they appear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4210766425928908156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4210766425928908156&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4210766425928908156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4210766425928908156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-tapes.html' title='September Tapes.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7360368472920083187</id><published>2009-08-11T11:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:11:17.974+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediciny tales.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving lives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarrely me'/><title type='text'>Oh, yeah...no it's er...ok.  [aka, when did we become blase about saving lives?]</title><summary type='text'>So last night the Almighty saved a life via me. This woman came with poisoning, almost comatose. So I inserted a Ryle's tube, pumped her stomach, flushed the gastric contents. Then started and iv, flushed her system, gave her injections to make her pee, gave her the antidote and sat by her bedside all night. When she arrived I rushed into action and didn't cough even once in the 2-3 hours it took</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7360368472920083187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7360368472920083187&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7360368472920083187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7360368472920083187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-yeahno-its-erok-aka-when-did-we.html' title='Oh, yeah...no it&apos;s er...ok.  [aka, when did we become blase about saving lives?]'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6543547303259228064</id><published>2009-08-01T18:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:39:36.103+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Turn me into pink mist.</title><summary type='text'>NOTE : Pink mist is basically how the bomb squad refers to you when you blow up. There are many other definitions as well, as per google. The reason I wrote on this phrase is because it isn't often that we come across a beautiful word for something gory and ugly. I am not suicidal or depressed or anything of the sort!!Turn me into pink mist dear God,and make me forget.The horrors I've seenand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6543547303259228064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6543547303259228064&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6543547303259228064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6543547303259228064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/08/turn-me-into-pink-mist.html' title='Turn me into pink mist.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2996176747150508136</id><published>2009-07-27T23:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:08:16.784+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>Do you Believe in heaven?</title><summary type='text'>"Do you believe in heaven honey?""Sure...Not sure what it is exactly though...""What's your idea of heaven?""Hmm...I think it's where we are at peace after we die you know? A place of justice, joy and rest after all this toil on earth. What about you sweety? I know You wouldn't ask unless your non stop working mind already had an answer ready...""Silly man. Silly but smart. Yeah...I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2996176747150508136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2996176747150508136&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2996176747150508136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2996176747150508136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-believe-in-heaven.html' title='Do you Believe in heaven?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6926004824724284524</id><published>2009-07-16T23:21:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:40:02.914+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Does a Picture really speak?</title><summary type='text'>They say a picture speaks a thousand words. I don't know about all that, but I would like to find out :o) These here are two pictures of me. [DUH]. Give me 5 words to describe them/it, the person you see in it. Read the other's words and don't repeat. Be original, after all, man has more than one facet and a woman more than a hundred [Ok, so I made that up.]. You're all writers, bloggers...Use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6926004824724284524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6926004824724284524&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6926004824724284524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6926004824724284524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-picture-really-speak.html' title='Does a Picture really speak?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sl9stnzQyBI/AAAAAAAAASY/UOBOb5ey6sI/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7322401720949962526</id><published>2009-07-13T10:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:55:21.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>The road not taken indeed.</title><summary type='text'>This post is in fact a reply to Solilo's post here."I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.”-Robert Frost, The road not taken.I took the road less travelled by in my life. In fact I'm currently on its rocky path... It's not easy... I didn't know it would be this hard,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7322401720949962526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7322401720949962526&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7322401720949962526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7322401720949962526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-less-travelled-indeed.html' title='The road not taken indeed.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79KCmqu9NT8/RxHDeOu5QCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h_gEUfA05e0/s72-c/ATT00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2740094125910620006</id><published>2009-07-12T10:21:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:26:22.885+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bachelors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast.'/><title type='text'>Breakfast in five!</title><summary type='text'>So my better half came home on his way back from work. So I made him breakfast in five mins... as part of a series of Quick 'n Easy recipes on my blog, I'm here to provide this too.Scrambled Eggs on Toast : Ingredients : 5 eggsSalt to tastePepper to tasteButterCream- 2 tablespoonsSkim Milk - 1/4th cupMethod : Use a non stick pan.heat pan firstadd small amounts of butter.let butter fizz and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2740094125910620006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2740094125910620006&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2740094125910620006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2740094125910620006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/breakfast-in-five.html' title='Breakfast in five!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SlnrKpQrRoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0g1OJc8Clbs/s72-c/DSC00229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7480425481074093665</id><published>2009-07-09T19:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:56:07.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Women who give the good ones a bad name.</title><summary type='text'>There are these women I know. And then there are these simple men.These women I know entice these men. Ensure them that they cannot be the same, even whole, without them. They talk sensuously and sexily. They throw in numerous innuendoes, fling around the three most sacred words in the history of humankind... I love you.To some guys, these three words make their world swivel and spin and turn all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7480425481074093665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7480425481074093665&amp;isPopup=true' title='99 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7480425481074093665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7480425481074093665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/women-who-give-good-ones-bad-name.html' title='The Women who give the good ones a bad name.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>99</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-551764294857380195</id><published>2009-07-02T12:32:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:27:05.529+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better health.facing fear.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Mirror mirror on the wall...who's the scariest of them all?</title><summary type='text'>I forced myself to face my worst fear today. Yes thats me, horrified! Let me explain.Until nearly 7years ago, I was fairly good looking [read : Hot!] and smart and polished and basically I put effort into my looks and physique. I used to preen in front of the mirror and scope myself in everything that reflected light and myself. I was the epitome of vanity. You would've been too if you had guys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/551764294857380195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=551764294857380195&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/551764294857380195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/551764294857380195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/07/mirror-mirror-on-wallwhos-scariest-of.html' title='Mirror mirror on the wall...who&apos;s the scariest of them all?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SkxzoQPA6sI/AAAAAAAAARo/sXSg5L-7yhE/s72-c/Snapshot_20090702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6681164778217124120</id><published>2009-06-24T03:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T05:12:54.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innocence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arranged marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alchohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common sense'/><title type='text'>For the Children Of alchoholics.</title><summary type='text'>Of late, there have been around me, increasing stories of alchoholics and their marriages to ordinary, naive, stupid, smitten women who don't have an ounce of common sense. Maybe their brains cease to function and that is why they cannot see beyond these smooth talking people.My better half pointed out to me, that generally I'm a tolerant, polite, nice person who tries her hardest to see and show</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6681164778217124120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6681164778217124120&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6681164778217124120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6681164778217124120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-children-of-alchoholics.html' title='For the Children Of alchoholics.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4073097184803513113</id><published>2009-06-10T06:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:08:58.678+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>This is how I love.</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to the Stuart Little in my life. [With all of the love a little Margalo is capable of.]I love you sothat Tears in your eyescause mineto blur too.When you light upand drag the smoke deepMy lungs turn to coalmy chest tightens too.A harsh word from youthat cold shoulder?breaks my tiny heart,slaps my crestfallen face.We meet when you please,It hurts to have no say,waiting is agony,our time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4073097184803513113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4073097184803513113&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4073097184803513113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4073097184803513113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-how-i-love.html' title='This is how I love.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3811351402516827266</id><published>2009-06-07T14:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:31:55.668+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken for granted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impolite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Time and again!</title><summary type='text'>Time for granted?I hate people who take others for granted. I really do. Let me illustrate with digusting examples.Scene one : A couple loves the way you cook a particular dish. They specifically requested it when they invited themselves over to your place for dinner. Seeing as how they were only in town for a few days, you relucatantly cancelled your evening plans and got to work buying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3811351402516827266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3811351402516827266&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3811351402516827266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3811351402516827266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-and-again.html' title='Time and again!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3336327584596043609</id><published>2009-05-27T16:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:48:21.491+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Two ways to go.</title><summary type='text'>There can be two ways, that I know of, to view things.When someone is better than us, in which ever way, we can :-either emulate them and be what is admirable or-we can resent them, hate them, hurt them and become ugly.When we're low, when life is going in the exact opposite way that we foresaw for ourselves, we can :- Look at those below us, far worse than we are, and feel good about ourselves </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3336327584596043609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3336327584596043609&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3336327584596043609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3336327584596043609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-ways-to-go.html' title='Two ways to go.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1098927684099196854</id><published>2009-05-23T00:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:38:19.031+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Doctors don't get asked for autographs.</title><summary type='text'>....It's true. We don't.We stay up nights.We ease your pain.We don't sleep well, or in peace, ever.We worry even after you leave.We wonder if you'll feel better.We wonder if you'll call and let us know you're better.We OD on caffeine to stay alert. We sometimes need a pill to sleep in peace.We refuse wedding invitations to be there for our patients.We put our lives on hold, to learn more, to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1098927684099196854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1098927684099196854&amp;isPopup=true' title='65 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1098927684099196854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1098927684099196854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/doctors-dont-get-asked-for-autographs.html' title='Doctors don&apos;t get asked for autographs.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>65</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2397796416806062564</id><published>2009-05-21T11:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:43:23.715+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Wee Little Tale of Sneha.</title><summary type='text'>The Wee Little Tale of Sneha ."So who will make charts for the poem? I need one chart...", questioned the second grade Hindi teacher.Two hands immediately shot up...the other students looked at their feet or their partners..."Sunita, Sneha...But I only need one chart...""Please ma'am me...""Ma'am I'll make it better...!"After a bit of rumination, the teacher relented "OK both of you can make it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2397796416806062564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2397796416806062564&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2397796416806062564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2397796416806062564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/wee-little-tale-of-sneha.html' title='The Wee Little Tale of Sneha.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pk2tbRi9IEY/SUHilvrj5pI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WSXshvtiJcw/s72-c/sad+little+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4205053467149166698</id><published>2009-05-17T23:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:29:13.349+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Questions are so many</title><summary type='text'>This is a poem written 10yrs ago, by the other contributor of this blog, namely Abinitio....hope you like it :o)Questions are so many,but answers are few.All I know is thatI miss you.When my phone rings,I hope its you.In the crowd, my eyessearch for you.Every now and then,I think of you.Does this happen to u too?Why does the day seem brighterafter talking to you ?Why does Life become beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4205053467149166698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4205053467149166698&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4205053467149166698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4205053467149166698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions-are-so-many.html' title='Questions are so many'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6730908570909585770</id><published>2009-05-08T22:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:31:07.841+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love . ice cream. lollies. rain. kisses. mon ami.'/><title type='text'>Mon Ami, the Rain and You.</title><summary type='text'>Mon ami the raindropspitteringpatteringon my window...I wait to watchyou drive up my gateI bear your favoritebutterscotchy iced treats.And you mon amibought me ice lolliesyou know i lovethem in the rainnot knowing if whatgrazes my tongue isa raindrop or thegently melting delighton a stickcoloring my tonguefuschia.To top it all,Your moist kisses,mingling with them both,completes my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6730908570909585770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6730908570909585770&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6730908570909585770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6730908570909585770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/mon-ami-rain-and-you.html' title='Mon Ami, the Rain and You.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1883723930515357384</id><published>2009-05-07T18:23:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:21:58.369+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better health.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><title type='text'>Deal's a Deal!</title><summary type='text'>I've got a deal with my better half. I lose the excess blubber and he completely quits smoking!Fair is fair.So onward ho. Today was my fast [for purposes of salvation]. Tomorrow onwards I begin a Diet cum Detox programme. I even planned in advance for it. Now I've done this programme before...wasn't overweight then, but it worked wonders around my bulging belly anyway. lost the 6kgs i was holding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1883723930515357384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1883723930515357384&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1883723930515357384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1883723930515357384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/deals-deal.html' title='Deal&apos;s a Deal!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3479094007149311958</id><published>2009-05-06T18:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:34:24.261+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A poem by Mario Benedetti : Tactic and Strategy</title><summary type='text'>A poem by Mario BenedettiTactic and StrategyMy tactic  isLooking at you,Learning how you are,Loving you as you are,My tactic isTalking to youAnd listening to youTo build with wordsAn indestructible bridgeMy tactic isRemaining in your memoriesI don't know howNor with which pretextBut remaining with you.My tactic isBeing frank,And knowing that you are frank,And not selling each otherSimulationsSo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3479094007149311958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3479094007149311958&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3479094007149311958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3479094007149311958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/poem-by-mario-benedetti-tactic-and.html' title='A poem by Mario Benedetti : Tactic and Strategy'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6052405135476092432</id><published>2009-05-01T01:40:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:00:37.517+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TabOo part-7</title><summary type='text'>This is the last post in the series. Bear with me, because it's also the longest.Preksha remembered all the reasons she had fallen in love with Rajat in the first place. She was tired of all the flimsy, soppy, fawning, fake guys who   proclaimed their "true" love for her but never seemed to "love" her enough to commit.   Then there was Rajat. The fellow was shy, sweet and had a great deal of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6052405135476092432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6052405135476092432&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6052405135476092432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6052405135476092432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/05/totally-taboo-part-7.html' title='ToTaLLy TabOo part-7'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SfosBBbJqlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/MGsh4qglIxw/s72-c/31u72znKA0L._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6473648144731448880</id><published>2009-04-27T09:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:59:34.107+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TaBoO Part-6</title><summary type='text'>PREKSHA &amp; RAJAT : When Preksha opened the refrigerator to take out the pre-chopped vegetables, she was stunned to see a box of the internationally famous mango drink, exclusive to India, "Frooti" sitting on the very top shelf with a folded note atop it, bearing her name. She hadn't had a "frooti" for nearly a year. She felt her eyes beginning to moisten. P- I'm sorry I was such an asshole. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6473648144731448880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6473648144731448880&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6473648144731448880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6473648144731448880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-part-6.html' title='ToTaLLy TaBoO Part-6'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n263/daddyboo64/misc/th_3d9a2e96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8325714190760876001</id><published>2009-04-27T08:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:15:46.570+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infidelity.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TabOo Part - 5</title><summary type='text'>NIMISH &amp; RAJAT :"Dude. I think my wife's having an affair.", mumbled Rajat.   "Why the fuck do you guys marry women if you can't be bothered to keep them happy?", yelled Nimish in the gym.  "What do you mean you guys, who else do you know who has...?", Rajat couldn't finish the sentence. "It doesn't matter, the point is...if shes crying because of you, then you don't deserve to have her because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8325714190760876001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8325714190760876001&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8325714190760876001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8325714190760876001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-part-5.html' title='ToTaLLy TabOo Part - 5'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7260104729805488597</id><published>2009-04-26T11:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:10:07.101+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love honesty marriage mending pasta mushroom sauce passion sex life anger resentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Totally TaBoO Part-4</title><summary type='text'>RAJAT : The night Rajat came home and found Preksha missing was easily the scariest night of his life. There was no note, no indication of where she may have been. All he could find was a glass of half finished booze and a couple of sleeping pills. He rushed to the telephone and pressed redial. It was answered by the nurse on casualty duty at the nearby hospital. He asked if Preksha was there...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7260104729805488597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7260104729805488597&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7260104729805488597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7260104729805488597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-part-4.html' title='Totally TaBoO Part-4'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6110629471756926723</id><published>2009-04-23T23:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:51:45.314+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infidelity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death of relationship'/><title type='text'>TotaLLy TaBoO Paaart- 3</title><summary type='text'> NIMISH:Everytime Preksha smiled, his heart jumped for joy. He knew she was married and thought her husband was an insensitive asshole. How could any man bear to see, or even see, let alone be the cause of...those lovely eyes sad.When Preksha was sad, or happy, you could see it in her eyes. Anything she was feeling, was clearly there for everyone to see. She never really bothered to hide her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6110629471756926723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6110629471756926723&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6110629471756926723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6110629471756926723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-paaart-3.html' title='TotaLLy TaBoO Paaart- 3'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7690661125082122789</id><published>2009-04-23T09:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:43:13.265+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TaBoO Paart-2</title><summary type='text'>One year ago : "I'll be late home P, don't wait up...", said Rajat calling from the office."Fine.", mumbled Preksha, resignedly. There were to be no more fights, no more Whys, no more I'm lonely. Her job kept her busy too, but for the past year she had been sinking into a depression that was so deep and so strong it was sucking her in like quicksand. Beyond suggesting craft classes, Rajat had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7690661125082122789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7690661125082122789&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7690661125082122789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7690661125082122789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-paart-2.html' title='ToTaLLy TaBoO Paart-2'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Se_pQBeUEMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/X2rAcnAeit0/s72-c/stk105799cor.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4256412772514921916</id><published>2009-04-22T21:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:55:59.408+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion sex life inlaws anger resentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra marital affairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>ToTaLLy TabOo. Part - 1</title><summary type='text'>Totally Taboo. A short story I wrote, in 7 parts. Something I'd like to share. Your opinions mean everything to me, and I hope you'll oblige, by reading...I'm trying to make it in short pieces, so it's easier to read through quickly. PREKSHA :Preksha wondered how she let it happen. It was so not like her, in fact, it was one of the things she held in severe contempt. Extramarital affairs of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4256412772514921916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4256412772514921916&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4256412772514921916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4256412772514921916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-taboo-part-1.html' title='ToTaLLy TabOo. Part - 1'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4657478080827109716</id><published>2009-04-15T19:44:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:12:45.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>comment please!</title><summary type='text'>pls read the following posts, they are older and in two parts 1 and 2...but i'd love to discuss what you think on the subject!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4657478080827109716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4657478080827109716&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4657478080827109716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4657478080827109716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/comment-please.html' title='comment please!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-765242967967032447</id><published>2009-04-13T18:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:03:47.965+05:30</updated><title type='text'>cHiLdReN...</title><summary type='text'>This post is in reply to, and inspired by this post. Please go here first and it will undoubtedly strike a chord in your heart. Then come here. Childrenare the Future.Good people,innocent,Kind,polite,Compassionate. They arewhat we willteach themto be.They arethe ones,the only ones...who can make the worlda better placeto live in. They have that power. And it's bestthey don't know it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/765242967967032447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=765242967967032447&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/765242967967032447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/765242967967032447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/children.html' title='cHiLdReN...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-321904312142314439</id><published>2009-04-12T18:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:43:12.128+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WaNtEd : A Friend.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/321904312142314439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=321904312142314439&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/321904312142314439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/321904312142314439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/wanted-friend.html' title='WaNtEd : A Friend.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3067288603069802039</id><published>2009-04-10T17:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:09:49.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ToRn Up...and giggling!</title><summary type='text'>My Mom just left for home. Where my dad is, across an ocean. And I may fight with her and not get along. But She's the one, in my life, in this world, I love above all. Above everyone, even my Dad or sister. There is NO question. And everytime I leave for India or she leaves from India, basically whenever we part for a duration of more than a month... I cry and cry unabashedly. I miss everything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3067288603069802039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3067288603069802039&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3067288603069802039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3067288603069802039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/torn-upand-giggling.html' title='ToRn Up...and giggling!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5314068527423620817</id><published>2009-04-09T19:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:16:10.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unkind'/><title type='text'>RespectFully YoUrS :</title><summary type='text'>This may strike many as wierd [me] but I’m not one of those people who respect people by default. Meaning that you will not be worthy of respect just because you were : - born before me.[even like...decades before me.] -or after me. -are rich -successful -pedigreed -well “qualified” -run your own company -are my employer… -are a relative -or of the law -own a coffee shop or are a barista [I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5314068527423620817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5314068527423620817&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5314068527423620817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5314068527423620817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/respectfully-yours.html' title='RespectFully YoUrS :'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sd37lHh3cGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PFVDDb_KQf8/s72-c/chickentrust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7557979555179010174</id><published>2009-04-08T19:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:57:16.917+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PrEsEnTs!</title><summary type='text'>I Love presents! Especially meaningful presents...wherein a lot of thought has gone into what the gift should be...Because although I ALWAYS appreciate the thought...the simple fact that someone has thought of me and spent money and/or time on trying to make me feel good...Why the whole presents blog?Well I got my first ever PAYCHECK! And I couldn't stop staring at it. And even before I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7557979555179010174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7557979555179010174&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7557979555179010174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7557979555179010174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/presents.html' title='PrEsEnTs!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3073465611183085506</id><published>2009-04-06T19:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:57:06.147+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><title type='text'>SmiLes!</title><summary type='text'>Here are a few things that make me smile :- A good book.- A decent sitcom.- Ice lollies in the rain.- A genuine compliment.- Comments on my blog! [make me smile!]- Flowers from my better half.- A genuine apology.- A good heart to heart with a friend.- A deliciously long kiss! [dizzy smile.]- Someone thanking me for helping them feel better.[in the hospital.]- My parents praising me behind my back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3073465611183085506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3073465611183085506&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3073465611183085506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3073465611183085506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/smiles.html' title='SmiLes!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sd2UtfaVPDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7jOEOARoKM4/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1249602626315507470</id><published>2009-04-05T11:07:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:56:10.612+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arranged marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>MuTuAL DissAtiSfAcTiOn.</title><summary type='text'>The BF and I went on a date yesterday! YaY! Since we were both tired, we went for lunch after booking our movie tickets [ The BF recieved complimentary couple tickets from work for excellent performance! Kudos Sweety!]. We went to Nirula's for pizza since he's constantly raving about them. While the BF went to freshen up in the wash room I observed the couple in front of our table.From the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1249602626315507470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1249602626315507470&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1249602626315507470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1249602626315507470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/mutual-dissatisfaction.html' title='MuTuAL DissAtiSfAcTiOn.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-135380978106059011</id><published>2009-04-03T17:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:18:43.367+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love honesty acknowledgement arranged marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetest thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>HoNeYmOoN TrAvELs And MoRe!</title><summary type='text'>Awhile ago, the BF and I were out for dinner with friends. Single, unmarried friends. As always, the talk turned to marriage [I know, I'm full of it right now.] and the partial loss of individual freedom that comes as a downside to married life. They each said they wanted to do things, visit places before they got "Tied Down."I remember feeling that way. Especially since the only tourist spots </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/135380978106059011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=135380978106059011&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/135380978106059011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/135380978106059011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/04/honeymoon-travels-and-more.html' title='HoNeYmOoN TrAvELs And MoRe!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4151118120134056024</id><published>2009-03-29T14:33:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:00:23.334+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love honesty acknowledgement arranged marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dulha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister in law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>A Leap Of Faith.</title><summary type='text'>"Isn't She beautiful? Her sari is so heavy and bright and different...and her make up is just...so perfect...!", exclaimed Alekya's relatives as they examined the bride to be minutely."Yes, yes...true...I think the nose ring is too small though...", they criticized as if she were either absent or deaf."It's almost time...the baraat is here...I'm just going to go check Tarun out, be back soon!", </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4151118120134056024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4151118120134056024&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4151118120134056024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4151118120134056024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/leap-of-faith.html' title='A Leap Of Faith.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/35/73266439_0028b87e0d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3045422746110998050</id><published>2009-03-28T09:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:42:02.214+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian recipes sago sabudana khichdi vrath food fast food healthy food snacks'/><title type='text'>FaSt FoOd.</title><summary type='text'>This is an old, typically maharashtian recipe used on days when one is fasting. Like for the next nine days of Navratre. Its light, salt free and can be made in a manner that is healthy. The point of a fast, is to A.] Offer yourself to God humbly, and B.] D-E-T-O-X! Unfortunately in Delhi, most people fasting in Navrathre, simply use these 9 days as an excuse to gorge on fried potatoes, puris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3045422746110998050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3045422746110998050&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3045422746110998050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3045422746110998050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/fast-food.html' title='FaSt FoOd.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6724518032567654174</id><published>2009-03-28T08:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:43:55.629+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood swing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>aLoNe.</title><summary type='text'>I Have an odd mood pattern. Well not odd to anyone who is an Aquarian...but it definitely feels insulting...to normal people.There are times I don't feel like communicating with anyone...and I mean anyone. Call it communing with thy spirit in silence or what seems pleasant to you. But I appear cold, and distant. I don't  feel like and often don't answer phone calls. Sometimes I don't answer the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6724518032567654174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6724518032567654174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6724518032567654174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6724518032567654174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/alone.html' title='aLoNe.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6254976022346541892</id><published>2009-03-24T05:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:45:38.718+05:30</updated><title type='text'>aLL YoU NeEd iS LoVe.</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to ALL the people who make life easier for us, who believe in us, and who never, ever leave us...no matter what. It has often been observed that women in love are somehow more intense, expressive and exhibitionistic than their male counterparts. This loose rule didn't seem to apply to Penelope. David was more "in love" with her, she often felt. For instance, she thought, watching him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6254976022346541892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6254976022346541892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6254976022346541892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6254976022346541892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='aLL YoU NeEd iS LoVe.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RgOh4UbiVvQ/ScMXsnR-dWI/AAAAAAAABI8/UpVUaNRRSzI/s72-c/UU8sftjMcj1bvgepKCbbcOGgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2672265013741818213</id><published>2009-03-22T12:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:40:40.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AalOo ChoKhA!</title><summary type='text'>This is one of my favorite dishes since I was a little kid. We're basically from U.P, and this dish is a hot favorite and more or less a staple there. Its v.simple and the uses are quite versatile...so here goes!Ingredients :4-5 boiled potatoes, peeled.1-2 green chillies [if you can't stand them, use red chilli powder.]Onion- 1 largeGarlic- 3 pods.Pickle - Chilli or mango.2 Tablespoons Mustard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2672265013741818213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2672265013741818213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2672265013741818213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2672265013741818213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaloo-chokha.html' title='AalOo ChoKhA!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ev3fx44OzkM/R0kCTp9khCI/AAAAAAAAEfw/r4W3XMvDfsg/s72-c/DCAM0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8241333804828165372</id><published>2009-03-22T09:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:47:32.799+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GooD MoRniNg wOrLd!</title><summary type='text'>I am So not a morning person. Whenever I wake up, I make it a point not to get up. But on this day, Today, I woke at 7:35AM [checked the time], and my eyes weren't watering, my mind wasn't fuzzy and I felt...well! I've not been so well since the past few days, and in between my hectic shifts at the hospital, I've been resting. Today, I woke up refreshed...I woke up and when I realised  how fresh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8241333804828165372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8241333804828165372&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8241333804828165372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8241333804828165372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning-world.html' title='GooD MoRniNg wOrLd!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/ScW2BrGPtoI/AAAAAAAAANg/aCXwVIzcEVg/s72-c/3329350623_101488f5ae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1594052436403216933</id><published>2009-03-21T21:33:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:48:43.467+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pick me up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alchohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better half'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old friends'/><title type='text'>CrAviNg CoFfEe...</title><summary type='text'>My mom insists I'm addicted to coffee. I used to have around 4-5 cups of the beautiful brew in black daily. Sometimes more, if I had to study. But ever since i started this new job 10 days ago, I have been so exhausted I can't even muster the strength to make me a cuppa java. I've only had 5 cups in the past 10 days.Upon hearing this my parents immediately expressed their delight and decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1594052436403216933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1594052436403216933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1594052436403216933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1594052436403216933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/craving-coffee.html' title='CrAviNg CoFfEe...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8943892612910803314</id><published>2009-03-19T21:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:50:01.649+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick easy macaroni pasta food tasty hostel bachelor meal for one basic al dente'/><title type='text'>Pirated Pasta~!</title><summary type='text'>So henceforth, I'm going to randomly describe something easy and quick to cook in a jiffy. Mostly for Bachelors/ spinsters/ Hostellers. When it's too much work to cook for one, or even two! The recipes are going to be v.basic, involving v.little work, and v.little preparation too. You are obviously free to add more vegetables or spices or sauces as you wish. Any ideas or tips or suggestions are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8943892612910803314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8943892612910803314&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8943892612910803314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8943892612910803314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/pirated-pasta.html' title='Pirated Pasta~!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8415738295542167988</id><published>2009-03-16T17:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:51:47.562+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love honesty marriage mending pasta mushroom sauce passion sex life inlaws anger resentment'/><title type='text'>MuShRoOm...</title><summary type='text'>Sumidha watched as the finely diced onions turned golden and transluscent, then she added chopped green garlic and turned them over. Covering the partly cooked meal, she took a sip of her goblet of red wine. She remembered old times, years before she had married Nimish."You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Your features are perfect.", he murmured one night after making love."Maybe you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8415738295542167988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8415738295542167988&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8415738295542167988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8415738295542167988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mushroom.html' title='MuShRoOm...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Q5SpTKazer0/RwSYYQMEx2I/AAAAAAAABUg/_mGPPLUhVRo/s72-c/chicen+mushroom+pasta1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3043846268189616422</id><published>2009-03-01T08:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:55:05.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Faraway</title><summary type='text'>ALL this and more. A day of peace,a good night’s sleep,a guiltless breath,all this and more,seem faraway. A satisfying career,a decent income,a job well done,all this and more,are so faraway. A slim figure,well fitting clothes,appreciative glances,all this and more,seem faraway. A day of abandon,a fun filled trip,genuine laughter,all this and more,are so faraway. A happy family,no major worries,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3043846268189616422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3043846268189616422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3043846268189616422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3043846268189616422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/03/faraway.html' title='Faraway'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/layout_withdrawl/backgrounds/th_faraway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4626526956921105691</id><published>2009-02-28T18:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:56:47.548+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow really never comes!</title><summary type='text'>How often have you said to yourself all or any of the following... :  [By the way feel free to add to this list as you please.]1.] I'll go to bed early tomorrow.2.] I'll exercise tomorrow.3.] I'll eat salad tomorrow.4.] I'll stop drinking cola tomorrow.5.] I'll start being happy tomorrow.6.] I'll wake up earlier tomorrow.7.] I'll make time for my family tomorrow.8.] I'll be nicer tomorrow.9.] </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4626526956921105691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4626526956921105691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4626526956921105691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4626526956921105691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow-really-never-comes.html' title='Tomorrow really never comes!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8349857407409731945</id><published>2009-02-21T11:24:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:06:07.398+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy spiteful petty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive be the best believe in yourself lessons form life'/><title type='text'>Sunk in mediocrity.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; 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Rushed home, packed his belongings and drove 5hrs to Agra city for his cousin's wedding. Upon arrival, he ate, had tea, closed his eyes for a few minuted and then rushed to lend a helping hand in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6638908084583738495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6638908084583738495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6638908084583738495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6638908084583738495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/offer.html' title='An OfFer!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8841415980494265336</id><published>2009-02-19T08:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:14:33.768+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   You know you are totally broke when...    ...When you are down to fighting with the junk dealer [kabadiwala/कबदिवाला] for petty cash... No kidding.These men can be found at all hours of the day, on their cycles, singing at the top of their voices... कबदिवाले।Be it rain or shine they're always out there... which made me think they must be really poor and needy to be working so hard. I felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8841415980494265336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8841415980494265336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8841415980494265336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8841415980494265336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-you-are-totally-broke-when.html' title=''/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3558391706118619104</id><published>2009-02-19T01:14:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:59:16.785+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BoYfRiEnD iN TrOuBLe!</title><summary type='text'>I completed 100 posts!!Recently Nikhil and I had a mini fight over the assumption that I'm tomboyish. Little does he know I've made lists of things for him to get me, all of which are feminine to the hilt! You asked for it baby...read my list, go to the store and weep.1.] Knee length high heeled boots.2.] Chambor bronzer with blush.3.] Mac Kajal pencil.4.] Mineral based foundation. Revlon etc.5.]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3558391706118619104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3558391706118619104&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3558391706118619104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3558391706118619104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/boyfriend-in-trouble.html' title='BoYfRiEnD iN TrOuBLe!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SZxoEl81etI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SQu3zD-Nb24/s72-c/090102045658_20_S5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6584311077740364335</id><published>2009-02-18T00:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:22:54.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The grand, under appreciated indian wedding Part-2</title><summary type='text'>Continuing our discourse on Indian weddings. We hope you enjoy this, please leave your comments and thoughts!The Groom pays his real and pseudo Sister's in Law and cuts the Ribbon thus gaining entry into the Shaadi Ka Mandap [Stage]. Thereafter his beautiful bride is called in.She arrives looking, well, like someone else usually. It could be in a good way or she could also look like the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6584311077740364335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6584311077740364335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6584311077740364335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6584311077740364335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/grand-under-appreciated-indian-wedding.html' title='The grand, under appreciated indian wedding Part-2'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SZsJufu_7rI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f4wPnbdc-S0/s72-c/royal_weddings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4363393733707423205</id><published>2009-02-17T22:29:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:03:27.380+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage waste money rituals sari outfits relatives makeup beauty in laws bride groom'/><title type='text'>ThE GrAnDe, UnBuDgEtEd, InDiAn WeDdiNg! Part - 1</title><summary type='text'> &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4363393733707423205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4363393733707423205&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4363393733707423205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4363393733707423205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/grande-unbudgeted-indian-wedding-part-1.html' title='ThE GrAnDe, UnBuDgEtEd, InDiAn WeDdiNg! Part - 1'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SZrtvVNHdEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1k44asIzRMw/s72-c/saudi-marriage-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4249239945341371469</id><published>2009-02-16T17:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:02:23.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RuDe DudE's</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday a young but wise friend of mine scolded me, for being forgiving and polite to people who :1.] Take me for granted.2.] Are rude3.] condescending4.] and arrogant...towards me.She also yelled at me for :1.] being apologetic towards people who don't give a tiny rat's arse that they too may have caused me pain.2.] who've never apologized to me, ever.3,[ to be upset at the idea of a cold war/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4249239945341371469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4249239945341371469&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4249239945341371469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4249239945341371469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/rude-dudes.html' title='RuDe DudE&apos;s'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-48571977792167950</id><published>2009-02-15T14:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:40:33.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Children's love.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/48571977792167950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=48571977792167950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/48571977792167950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/48571977792167950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/childrens-love.html' title='Children&apos;s love.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3035924047398559540</id><published>2009-02-14T09:50:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:10:23.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FiNiCkY iN LoVe!</title><summary type='text'> I'm not even half as open minded as I thought I'd grow up to be. I seem to have grown up to resemble my dad in more ways than intellect/temper/mulishness/sloppiness and etc. I fell in love in a very calculated manner. Mind you I was quite unaware of it at the time...until I entered a discussion regarding whether or not I'd marry a younger man.ME : No way.But what if Nikhil had been younger than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3035924047398559540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3035924047398559540&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3035924047398559540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3035924047398559540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-not-even-half-as-open-minded-as-i.html' title='FiNiCkY iN LoVe!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8585870311362293119</id><published>2009-02-13T21:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:45:37.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's day~!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentines day everyone!!The bitch of it is...if you plan a surprise for your beloved, there's no way of seeing their reaction, if you live apart!Sigh.As long as they like it I guess...yeah?I don't think V-day is cheesy or corny or useless. Any day that celebrates love is good. If anything, there should be more such days...the world could use a little more love, rather, a lot more of it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8585870311362293119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8585870311362293119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8585870311362293119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8585870311362293119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s day~!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6026181207531042554</id><published>2009-02-13T01:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:05:09.944+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SmUg as SiN.</title><summary type='text'>I strongly believe that I am now, one the despicable, vain and self righteous people Bridget Jone's described as "Smug married." Except I'm nowhere near marriage. Apparently 4 years of being in a relationship is enough for me to stick up my nose in the air in an act of snobbery declaring myself as good as married.Ugh. How could I not have seen this coming?I keep boasting.I am generous in doling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6026181207531042554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6026181207531042554&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6026181207531042554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6026181207531042554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/02/smug-as-sin.html' title='SmUg as SiN.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4568773615974008375</id><published>2009-01-25T13:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:13:59.902+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To NikHiL</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4568773615974008375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4568773615974008375&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4568773615974008375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4568773615974008375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-nikhil.html' title='To NikHiL'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SXwXt95OT9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Fg854iS0p4o/s72-c/DSC00115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6735549117711919995</id><published>2009-01-23T01:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:18:18.554+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The defense speaks.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6735549117711919995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6735549117711919995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6735549117711919995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6735549117711919995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/defense-speaks.html' title='The defense speaks.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6492499684221519672</id><published>2009-01-22T00:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:25:41.612+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Thin, transparent line...</title><summary type='text'>The Saas, nanad and Bahu wars :&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6492499684221519672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6492499684221519672&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6492499684221519672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6492499684221519672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/thin-transparent-line.html' title='The Thin, transparent line...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5128317599217834692</id><published>2009-01-20T15:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:25:35.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>W hat little I know of love is this...</title><summary type='text'>  It’s mutual.  If not it’s probably not meant to be.  What I mean is, I don’t think the creator of love ever intended it to go unrequited.  You can’t live without the one you love.  If you can, it’s probably not love at all.  Because you can’t really learn to love someone else. Its not programming.  All that you want, when you’re in love, is to see the one you love happy.  When your loved one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5128317599217834692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5128317599217834692&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5128317599217834692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5128317599217834692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/w-hat-little-i-know-of-love-is-this.html' title='W hat little I know of love is this...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SXWawhX6uII/AAAAAAAAALI/73reoCmgc7M/s72-c/smilingredheart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5809117623466147188</id><published>2009-01-20T14:41:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:00:00.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>QuOtE :</title><summary type='text'>"Common sense is the world's biggest misnomer."                                                     -Sweta Singh, 22yrs, when she was an undergraduate student. inspired to post it here by Rush.me's blogpost here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5809117623466147188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5809117623466147188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5809117623466147188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5809117623466147188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/quote.html' title='QuOtE :'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7371475450266105546</id><published>2009-01-17T01:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:40:03.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rom Com’s = Relationship malfunction.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7371475450266105546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7371475450266105546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7371475450266105546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7371475450266105546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/rom-coms-relationship-malfunction.html' title='Rom Com’s = Relationship malfunction.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SXDu2ujHgeI/AAAAAAAAALA/zIOhc9D1u4A/s72-c/42-17678115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5330842934700823376</id><published>2009-01-14T12:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:35:43.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NiKhiL's ToPsY tUrVy DaY!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5330842934700823376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5330842934700823376&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5330842934700823376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5330842934700823376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/nikhils-topsy-turvy-day.html' title='NiKhiL&apos;s ToPsY tUrVy DaY!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SW2TPtgpMaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vgJWP_1TMAA/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4018249116359408883</id><published>2009-01-12T13:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:47:30.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the meagre Sun</title><summary type='text'>There they are...my two favorite ladies basking in the winter sun, eating peanuts.Mom fasts on Mondays and this is her morning ritual, Tea and peanuts...Googles ritual is to harass mom into giving her a few peanuts with the shell...she chews up the peanuts and spits out the shell.Some small pleasures are so sweet.just watching them makes me smile so.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4018249116359408883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4018249116359408883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4018249116359408883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4018249116359408883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-in-meagre-sun.html' title='Fun in the meagre Sun'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SWr7B67R8eI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Ir4Ej_lwo3I/s72-c/Snapshot_20090112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2849340030766547444</id><published>2009-01-10T20:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:55:03.891+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a cute picture.</title><summary type='text'>My uber faithful study companion.Google in her chair with a blanket. She sits or sleeps there till I'm done studying for the night...Sometimes if shes too deeply asleep or lazy to get up and into her own house to sleep, I pick her up and carry her and settle her in her own bed.:o) Its a real comfort to know someones sitting next to me while I slog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2849340030766547444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2849340030766547444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2849340030766547444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2849340030766547444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-picture.html' title='a cute picture.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/SWi9I3ZmhrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nxKj-z7nOlE/s72-c/Snapshot_20090102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-3789406872094399674</id><published>2009-01-10T16:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:25:52.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Destiny versus Karma- an Answer at last!</title><summary type='text'>I can be so preposterous, not to mention presumptuous sometimes! Consider this for example. At 10:15PM on 9th Jan, 2009, I was studying, but anxiously. I am to leave Delhi for 10 days at the end of the month to give exams in Bangalore. I was worried as to where and with whom I could leave my Google safely. Not to mention free or nearly free of cost as I am not earning and my folks don’t support </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/3789406872094399674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=3789406872094399674&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3789406872094399674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/3789406872094399674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2009/01/destiny-versus-karma-answer-at-last.html' title='Destiny versus Karma- an Answer at last!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4457261416447819974</id><published>2009-01-06T12:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:34:10.929+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freebie Fiesta!!!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; 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    Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                         &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7080760685771949656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7080760685771949656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7080760685771949656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7080760685771949656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-believe.html' title='I do Believe...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/STYRVQ_xNOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1nyRhRo7lgc/s72-c/brokenearth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7972333132424928268</id><published>2008-12-01T18:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:15:31.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of spices and souls.</title><summary type='text'>    I am cinnamon,  He is cardamom,  And in the disparities  Of our nature’s,  We are as one.     He is a gentle  Zephyr  of sweet air,  I am the truth...  Burning your tongue.  Too delicious to spit,  Just yet.     While he is calm  I rage tempestuously.  His anger is silent,  As is my support.  Where each of us   Falls short,  The other fulfills.     Our blemishes,  Remain unechoed  In our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7972333132424928268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7972333132424928268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7972333132424928268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7972333132424928268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-spices-and-souls.html' title='Of spices and souls.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/STPgHsk-p7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XQgfb1UE61I/s72-c/HPIM0708.JPswan+imagereflection%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2672495052722976523</id><published>2008-11-30T14:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:23:39.929+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ChEWinG CiNnAmOn...</title><summary type='text'>The temperature yesterday fluctuated between 25 degrees Celsius and 15 of the same. Something i realised today morning.Its chilly now...and I've a lot of thoughts...bubbling within.I AM chewing on cinnamon... plucked it out of the bottom of honey, lemon n cinna tea [for health and relaxation purposes].Mom's Wonder Tea :good for digestion, clears complexion-including pregnancy and hormone related </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2672495052722976523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2672495052722976523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2672495052722976523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2672495052722976523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/11/chewing-cinnamon.html' title='ChEWinG CiNnAmOn...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/STJbYLJrHHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Jjm0neNBCH0/s72-c/cinnamon+and+honey%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6719713053623941055</id><published>2008-11-30T01:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:24:39.548+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RaNdOm BaLLs Of LiNt</title><summary type='text'>Winters arrived.I dug my sweater from the closet…Random balls of lint,Speckled all over it. Plucking them offWas no chore.Random memories beset me;Slivers from my childhood. My sweater brought forth warmth,[Even Undonned]Memories have that power,Blaze of brandy down one’s throat. A happy family of four,Parcheesi before bed,Barbeques on the beach,Afternoons spent napping. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6719713053623941055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6719713053623941055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6719713053623941055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6719713053623941055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-balls-of-lint.html' title='RaNdOm BaLLs Of LiNt'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/STGcw2Iw8UI/AAAAAAAAAJk/F8EbbHetsTA/s72-c/Snapshot_20081126_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-211173391003071577</id><published>2008-11-28T21:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:20:23.832+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This may strike many as wierd [me] but I’m not one of those people who respect people by default. Meaning that you will not be worthy of respect just because you were : - born before me.[even like...decades before me.] -or after me. -are rich -successful -pedigreed -well “qualified” -run your own company -are my employer… -are a relative -or of the law -own a coffee shop or are a barista [I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/211173391003071577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=211173391003071577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/211173391003071577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/211173391003071577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-may-strike-many-as-wierd-me-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/STASYpkxGHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kyEA6n9W9Q4/s72-c/chickentrust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4436143888223661003</id><published>2008-11-23T12:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:59:10.934+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love honesty acknowledgement arranged marriage'/><title type='text'>MaSkiNg LoVe...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4436143888223661003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4436143888223661003&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4436143888223661003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4436143888223661003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/11/masking-love.html' title='MaSkiNg LoVe...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6649947471106720488</id><published>2008-11-22T16:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:32:32.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DoN't TeLl Me</title><summary type='text'>...what to do!I read somewhere, yesterday, that we end up becoming that which, the most important person in our lives despises...what annoys him/her most. Without us even realizing it, we become something just to badger them. Things we would ordinarily do ourselves, say eat healthy, gym well, study hard...these things become burdens once we get nagged to do them. We oversleep, overeat, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6649947471106720488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6649947471106720488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6649947471106720488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6649947471106720488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-tell-me.html' title='DoN&apos;t TeLl Me'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5051302222854733817</id><published>2008-09-18T14:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:24:44.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The road to good hair, that stays on!</title><summary type='text'>...good skin, that glows, Shiny fingernails, sparkling eyes and blah!So the past few months, yes months, have consisted of my butt perpetually parked on a seat, comfort food of all possible kinds. It seems I;d forgotten what effect this kind of nonsense had on my body. Well as a certain best pal's Happy b'day rounds the corner, I was jolted to reality by a quick look in the mirror.I did not look,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5051302222854733817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5051302222854733817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5051302222854733817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5051302222854733817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/09/road-to-good-hair-that-stays-on.html' title='The road to good hair, that stays on!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-177997387149422907</id><published>2008-06-22T03:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:53:31.158+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the past week, it feels every things been just so so WRONG.take any and in fact, everything.nothing I'm reading is getting retained.I'm homesick.I've been sick.I got assaulted by 2 auto drivers.My relationships are going through a lousy phase. All of them.I'm so losing hope.compounding to or maybe due to all this... I'm very very sleep deprived. I just wanna go to bed and make a fresh start. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/177997387149422907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=177997387149422907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/177997387149422907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/177997387149422907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-past-week-it-feels-every-things.html' title=''/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6118019490896494144</id><published>2008-06-05T00:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:39:38.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my PrincE... Mr.Charming :o]</title><summary type='text'>Who doesn't have an idea in their mind or a picture of what their perfect mate would be like? Actually meeting them isn't really important, thats only for the very lucky...Nonetheless we all have an idea... maybe even a list [secret] of qualities we would like our prospective partner should have... or at least partly have... or have the potential of having... wordplay, I love it...!I too have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6118019490896494144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6118019490896494144&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6118019490896494144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6118019490896494144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-prince-mrcharming-o.html' title='my PrincE... Mr.Charming :o]'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-8029835771882057432</id><published>2008-06-03T23:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:11:52.139+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wanted....tall, slim, fair...?</title><summary type='text'>so everyone reads matrimonial ads... and enjoys them! Pretty amazing pieces of fiction aren't they? Amusing, to say the least. Going by them, I'd be forced to think the only people who DO get married and live happily ever after are as follows :1.] Tall2.] Fair3.] Slim4.] Smart5.] 5' 6"6.] professionally qualified7.] Tall8.] Fair9.] slim10.] beautiful11.] handsomeoh,oh oops...er am I repeating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/8029835771882057432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=8029835771882057432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8029835771882057432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/8029835771882057432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/06/wantedtall-slim-fair.html' title='Wanted....tall, slim, fair...?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M0cuxJsSjdU/RzcXAgcgNoI/AAAAAAAABm0/XwVHr2m4LRE/s72-c/wedding_vows_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5509675138901822499</id><published>2008-05-21T23:55:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:51:34.884+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CoVeR mE... a short story.</title><summary type='text'>" Do you have any female friends? At all? ", asked Dr.Sharma, my psychiatrist.Hmmm."No... I've had a few, on and off, more off than on. Its the boys I remain friends steadily with...", I replied."why do you imagine that is...?", he persisted.I'll tell your parents, I'll tell them a lie and they'll hit you if you don't do what I say. Touch me.  Here, and here... caress me. Act like you want me. my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5509675138901822499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5509675138901822499&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5509675138901822499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5509675138901822499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/05/cover-me-short-story.html' title='CoVeR mE... a short story.'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1520810052728054559</id><published>2008-05-15T21:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:50:42.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HoPe...</title><summary type='text'>AnYwAy... all our lives, we plan and pray things may not work out we dream,anyway. look at the divorces,loves taken a backseatmore 'me',less 'us', we wed,anyway.  we hold our pets, too close to our hearts eventually they die,we love them,anyway.  we study hard, burn the midnight oil, we may fail exams,we try our best, anyway. lifes often hard, putting a foot forward, waking up some mornings, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1520810052728054559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1520810052728054559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1520810052728054559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1520810052728054559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/05/hope.html' title='HoPe...'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2045087216072429496</id><published>2008-04-24T04:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-24T04:08:51.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mad world</title><summary type='text'>gary Jules...mad world. All around me are familiar faces Worn out places,worn out faces  Bright and earlyfor their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression,no expression  Hide my headI want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2045087216072429496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2045087216072429496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2045087216072429496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2045087216072429496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/04/mad-world.html' title='mad world'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6131789897321310970</id><published>2008-04-22T01:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-22T02:12:02.408+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FiRe...!</title><summary type='text'>My tiny flame...I lit a tiny fire,a wee lil' flame,to burn nine nights,praying peace came.I asked of Him,watching the vapor coil,give Dad much needed vim,long is his toil.give Mom freedom,may her worries abate.give my sister wisdom,as she does lucubrate.watch those precious to me,distanced from my sightsincerely i ask of Thee,protect them with your might,so i lit a tiny fire,a wee bit of flame,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/6131789897321310970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=6131789897321310970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6131789897321310970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/6131789897321310970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/04/fire.html' title='FiRe...!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5820629263273539770</id><published>2008-04-05T23:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:08:04.114+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Navratri  or the Festival of Nine Nights from Ashvin Sud 1 to 9 is devoted to the propitiation  of Shakti or Divine Mother. She represents prakriti, responsible for creation  of the world according to the religious ideology of Goddess worship. There  are two interesting legends or epics associated with the history of Navratri and  celebrated across the country with great reverence and faith </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/5820629263273539770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=5820629263273539770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5820629263273539770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/5820629263273539770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/04/navratri-or-festival-of-nine-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2629790159534710230</id><published>2008-04-03T20:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:34:41.427+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GhEe soaked lovin'</title><summary type='text'>today my Dad's adoptive mom,my Dadiji,called me over for breakfast...at first i hesitated.mostly cos I'm still on my weight loss crusade and i don't want to rock the boat.Knowing Dadiji...she would feed me the most delicious parathas in the WORLD.Apart from a great many decades of experience,what made them so irresistible was the large quantities of ghee...she kneaded the dough in ghee,used </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/2629790159534710230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=2629790159534710230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2629790159534710230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/2629790159534710230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/04/ghee-soaked-lovin.html' title='GhEe soaked lovin&apos;'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-7852711315183326468</id><published>2008-03-29T07:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:11:52.514+05:30</updated><title type='text'>science Vs the Unproveables?</title><summary type='text'>so...someone twice my age scoffed on learning that I,though a well educated Doctor,still believe in the stuff science cannot prove...or has not,not yet anyway...like...Seers,Pundits,Miracles...i always thought the point of education was to always keep an open mind about that which you know nothing about.broaden your horizons...after all,one can't know everything about everything.i know people who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/7852711315183326468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=7852711315183326468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7852711315183326468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/7852711315183326468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/03/science-vs-unproveables.html' title='science Vs the Unproveables?'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_15Wjbq2x3yc/Rg1994f3bcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/--kJLcl0cik/s72-c/religion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4810821835112912634</id><published>2008-03-25T21:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:14:42.535+05:30</updated><title type='text'>scaredy cat!</title><summary type='text'>"scaredy cat, kill a rattell your mommato make you fat!"silly little rhyme we used to sing as kids.sometimes still do...since I've been living alone in new Delhi,people have taken to asking me..."aren't you scared?"...they never do mention what it is exactly that I'm expected to be scared of...i don't think they know either.but...heres what u think...I'm supposed to lose sleep over the following </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4810821835112912634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=4810821835112912634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4810821835112912634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/4810821835112912634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/03/scaredy-cat.html' title='scaredy cat!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-1345143097799429670</id><published>2008-03-21T22:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:12:20.370+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sick sick sicckkk!</title><summary type='text'>theres something yukky abt being sick with a stomach virus...u know...when u cant hold ur own head up cos things may come flying right out of it...yeah...worse is if ur sick and alone...its tolerable if theres someone who will get u water to wet ur dry cracked and parched lips...or just rub a hand over ur aching belly.or give u ur medication on time so u do recover eventually.yea being sick alone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/1345143097799429670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35492754&amp;postID=1345143097799429670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1345143097799429670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35492754/posts/default/1345143097799429670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-sick-sicckkk.html' title='sick sick sicckkk!'/><author><name>CoFfEe AnGeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wPWglvzYhk/Sh5m6iEphrI/AAAAAAAAARI/fOUyLz_wrcw/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4866838879575643321</id><published>2008-03-17T03:46:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-17T18:19:05.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>madly in LoVe...</title><summary type='text'>love makes people behave in very unusual ways.to be honest, which later on make them wonder if they had in fact,gone mad for a while.love can easily be equated to madness.period.and i mean scientifically too.the things people do,to makes someone they love fall in love with them...these may range from the fairly simple lying [which by its simplicity can cause fairly severe,even lasting, damage.]..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acuppaconversation.blogspot.com/feeds/4866838879575643321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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