<?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-32110232</id><updated>2012-01-06T12:45:03.169+05:30</updated><category term='Relations'/><category term='passion'/><category term='Just Me'/><category term='Life'/><category term='human trafficking'/><category term='Observation and Opinion'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='helplessness'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='Government and Corruption'/><category term='Friend or couple'/><category term='Man and Woman'/><category term='Love'/><category term='life and Management'/><category term='Gaam'/><category term='Marital Life.'/><category term='The Divorce'/><category term='facts about me'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='A Note of Thanks'/><category term='life and relationship'/><category term='Life and Acceptance'/><title type='text'>It's my LIFE, it's my world, it's me!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5707619006265400903</id><published>2011-12-25T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-25T18:47:58.652+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and relationship'/><title type='text'>To Each His Own</title><summary type='text'>A few years back:  Sir: Do you really have to prove your point every time Suchi?  Suchi: ehhh? Maybe or maybe not I am not sure. ..but what do I do if he is wrong.   Sir: just make your point and leave it. We all live by our own experiences and time teaches us many things. We have our own journeys.   Suchi: but Sir… what if he is wrong.  I remember Sir remained silent. My adolescent mind did not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5707619006265400903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5707619006265400903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5707619006265400903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5707619006265400903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-each-his-own.html' title='To Each His Own'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4077123782313227138</id><published>2011-12-25T18:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-25T18:20:44.483+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life and Acceptance'/><title type='text'>Falaknuma - Behavior of a comman man</title><summary type='text'> So, we three pretty ladies are all decked up to set the evening on fire. We are all going to dine at Taj Faluknuma. Yeah! the palace. If you think we have all been invited by our guys for a date then ahh!! how I wish it were true. And if you are thinking that we three are dating each other then please, don't let your thoughts get too wild - Think straight :P  We are about the reach the venue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4077123782313227138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4077123782313227138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4077123782313227138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4077123782313227138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/12/falaknuma-behavior-of-comman-man.html' title='Falaknuma - Behavior of a comman man'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-439384126231433523</id><published>2011-12-22T12:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-25T18:54:09.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and Management'/><title type='text'>A Day with Stress</title><summary type='text'>Ok! So I start my day on a happy note, as usual singing. I had my meeting with my Australia team and I am happy. Things can surely be better but they are very good for now. 
I am called for a meeting in Hyderabad office and I am in no mood to sing after the meeting is over. Now, if you are another employee working in the corporate sector I don't have to tell you the reason behind my feelings. One</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/439384126231433523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=439384126231433523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/439384126231433523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/439384126231433523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-with-stress.html' title='A Day with Stress'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-396742590896967832</id><published>2011-08-20T19:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:41:29.361+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government and Corruption'/><title type='text'>3 or Multiple Idiots</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday the police refused the candle march at People’s Plaza. You should not take much time to guess that as of now A.P. is ruled by the Congress.  I inadvertently came across a different section of the society today. To express my views I have given them names. Please note these characters are fictitious and any resemble to anyone dead or alive is purely based on your perception and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/396742590896967832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=396742590896967832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/396742590896967832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/396742590896967832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/08/3-idiots.html' title='3 or Multiple Idiots'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1076620630428436333</id><published>2011-08-18T23:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:56:17.289+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Sahyok Chahiye -- Support is needed</title><summary type='text'>
While reading about Indian History in my school text books I always wondered what did Gandhi have to get public on the road.
I had planned to reach People’s Plaza by 6 PM today to be a part of the candle march but courtesy heavy rains and traffic jam I reached at 6:47 PM. I reached with a laptop in a laptop bag and a dupatta to cover my head. This is how prepared I was for the march. 
I look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1076620630428436333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1076620630428436333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1076620630428436333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1076620630428436333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/08/sahyok-chahiye-support-is-needed.html' title='Sahyok Chahiye -- Support is needed'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-810545273829678498</id><published>2011-07-29T11:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:11:43.794+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human trafficking'/><title type='text'>Billions of Dollars...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I made a failed attempt to watch Murder 2. It is suppose to be a movie highlighting human trafficking. However, while watching the movie I started doubting the intentions of the director. I was not sure if the director was trying to expose the pain and suffering of women who are victims of human trafficking or have countless obscene scenes with semi nude women with a hope that it might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/810545273829678498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=810545273829678498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/810545273829678498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/810545273829678498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/07/billions-of-dollars.html' title='Billions of Dollars...'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-9136482879241629936</id><published>2011-07-21T00:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:48:38.373+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts about me'/><title type='text'>I still think I am Cool!</title><summary type='text'>·         I have not yet played Farmville. I have not played Angry Birds either. ·         I don’t have GPRS activated on my mobile.·         I don’t have a broadband connection at home. ·         I have not read any of the Harry Potter books nor watched any of the movies·         I keep myself away from screens - TV, laptop, smartphones. ·         I belong to the era when Apple and Blackberrys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/9136482879241629936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=9136482879241629936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/9136482879241629936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/9136482879241629936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-still-think-i-am-cool.html' title='I still think I am Cool!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3772999744885610535</id><published>2011-07-13T22:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:15:32.943+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helplessness'/><title type='text'>Aam Aadmi</title><summary type='text'>The policeman came home to arrest me. 

What have I done?
Policeman: We have to arrest you?
Why?
Policeman: You support terrorism. 
How?
Policeman: Yes! I have records that I can show you?
What records?
Policeman: The terrorist is still alive though he was sentenced to death long back.
How am I involved?
Policeman: He is still alive but he is being fed, his security can be compared to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3772999744885610535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3772999744885610535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3772999744885610535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3772999744885610535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/07/aam-aadmi.html' title='Aam Aadmi'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4502117078391644832</id><published>2011-05-19T11:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:46:34.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mothers will remain mothers</title><summary type='text'>Suchi: I will have to go to Sydney for some office work. It is going to be a hectic trip. I am new to the team, have to learn quite a lot, need to deliver the deliverables in a short time. It is going to be very stressful. Will have to start working on the itinerary now. 
Maa: Will someone come to pick you at the Sydney airport.
Suchi: The whole world is worried about something else and you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4502117078391644832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4502117078391644832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4502117078391644832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4502117078391644832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-will-remain-mothers.html' title='Mothers will remain mothers'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-514933812445364882</id><published>2011-04-28T21:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:46:12.789+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Acquaintance, Friend or a perception of Love</title><summary type='text'> I see him and all I know is that I want him. I manage to get his telephone number from my friend who happens to be a close relative of his.
I call. He is busy. It is Christmas Eve. We decide to talk after he is done with his party. He calls.  We start talking. In no time I realize I am in love. ‘Love at second voice’ something similar to ‘love at first sight’. We speak for 4 hours. The clock </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/514933812445364882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=514933812445364882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/514933812445364882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/514933812445364882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/04/acquaintance-friend-or-perception-of.html' title='Acquaintance, Friend or a perception of Love'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6682461660013033349</id><published>2011-04-18T23:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:31:23.161+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I know about pre-mature aging</title><summary type='text'>Earlier it was Amway and now it is Oriflame. Business models that hinge on the direct selling models.  
These companies have targeted similar markets and have trained their consultants meticulously.  They show their consultants a few directors, double directors and triple directors who have started looking extremely gorgeous, are making close to a lakh a month, have started clearing their loans, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6682461660013033349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6682461660013033349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6682461660013033349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6682461660013033349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-know-about-pre-mature-aging.html' title='I know about pre-mature aging'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6029758363354646988</id><published>2011-04-14T15:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:16:56.238+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricket To Corruption</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6029758363354646988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6029758363354646988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6029758363354646988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6029758363354646988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/04/cricket-to-corruption.html' title='Cricket To Corruption'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2132169246963081691</id><published>2011-04-03T21:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:27:18.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Harmony</title><summary type='text'>Harmony is what you think is the same as what you say which is the same as what you do. 
Hard to digest or even relate to it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2132169246963081691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2132169246963081691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2132169246963081691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2132169246963081691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/04/harmony.html' title='Harmony'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3609865126731934424</id><published>2011-04-01T21:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:52:39.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Regrets in life</title><summary type='text'>I found a very nice article on the net on the regrets in life. When you look back on your life, is there anything you wish you could change? Most of us would say yesThey have categorized it into broadly 10 categories. Love Stinks: Romantic Regrets
Family Feuds: Relative Regrets
School of Hard Knocks: Education Regrets
The Job That Got Away: Career Regrets
Money Changes Everything: Financial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3609865126731934424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3609865126731934424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3609865126731934424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3609865126731934424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/04/regrets-in-life.html' title='Regrets in life'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4942867919408363980</id><published>2011-03-30T21:46:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-21T00:02:51.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><title type='text'>It Is Just A Game!!</title><summary type='text'>7 to 12 years ago Jaddu's (Ajay Jadeja) ad.Model: Cricket, cricket cricket. It is so boring. Tum cricket fan to nahiAjay Jadega: cricket na!!!
I don’t remember the lines now but yes I was good at mimicking it then.
Cricket is not a game in India. It is a religion. And yes Sachin is the God. 
@ home 8 PM a different channel on television.Suchi: Kya hua, watching cricket?Maa: arey! Hindustan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4942867919408363980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4942867919408363980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4942867919408363980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4942867919408363980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-is-just-game.html' title='It Is Just A Game!!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8491131303305122046</id><published>2010-10-15T01:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:22:14.496+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and Management'/><title type='text'>A Note In My Inbox</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday late in the night while I was working, out of the blue I get an email in my inbox. Ah! Someone has commented on my post. I went and read it and needless to say a gentleman had left a few good words for me. It was on a post of mine which I had written way back in 2007. It felt great. It just pulled me off my work and took me to a world which I love. A world of my hobbies. A world which I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8491131303305122046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8491131303305122046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8491131303305122046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8491131303305122046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/10/note-in-my-inbox.html' title='A Note In My Inbox'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5109291623372040653</id><published>2010-05-14T11:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:25:34.925+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life and Acceptance'/><title type='text'>Make Hay When The Sun Shines</title><summary type='text'>My absence in G talk raised a few questions across my acquaintances. I started getting emails enquiring if I am fine. I responded to all saying that I am busy. In fact I plan to make myself more structured more productive and meaningful. I realize that these IMs are more for remaining in touch, sharing a few happenings and discussing something which is not very productive. Of all these the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5109291623372040653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5109291623372040653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5109291623372040653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5109291623372040653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/05/make-hay-when-sun-shines.html' title='Make Hay When The Sun Shines'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7830805163825840359</id><published>2010-05-14T11:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:48:50.367+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and Management'/><title type='text'>Work, work and more work!!</title><summary type='text'>After I was back from Ranchi I was shocked to see the kind of work I had. Most of my team members were not in office and I did not know what to do. For a moment I thought ‘why am I back to office.’ But yes there was no running away.After seeing the workload the first thing that came to my mind was that my daily routine will not help me finish the work the way I want to finish it. I have to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7830805163825840359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7830805163825840359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7830805163825840359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7830805163825840359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-work-and-more-work.html' title='Work, work and more work!!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4488724549577635294</id><published>2010-05-04T11:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:39:23.252+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Nothing Stops!</title><summary type='text'>I am another person on this planet who is addicted to emails and who things that heavens fall if you don’t check your emails. I get restless if I don’t see the interface for a few days. In June last year  I was away from the internet for quite a few days . Say, 4 to 5 days and I then started getting restless. Something was missing. I started getting a feeling that something extremely urgent has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4488724549577635294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4488724549577635294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4488724549577635294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4488724549577635294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-stops.html' title='Nothing Stops!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3915001788926076529</id><published>2010-04-08T10:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:59:40.028+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and relationship'/><title type='text'>Relationship Status</title><summary type='text'>My Pretty Ladies I dedicate this to each one of you. It pains to see all the discussions I have with the lovely women out here. I see you all. All are different, passionate, assertive, independent, go getters. But one common thing in all is – unhappy relations. The ones who are single say that ‘once I am married, I will be happy’The ones who are married either  say ‘ the day I am divorced I will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3915001788926076529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3915001788926076529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3915001788926076529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3915001788926076529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/04/relationship-status.html' title='Relationship Status'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-548558665374169782</id><published>2010-04-05T10:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:01:37.949+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ayesha, Sania and Shoaib</title><summary type='text'>These 3 have managed to really steal the headlines from the past 3 days. I am neutral towards Sania. I just feel bad that she has to see so much just before her marriage. I somehow had a soft corner for Ayesha. I don’t know why. She seemed innocent and true. I am really not sure how I could have been biased but yes I was. Was it because she is an Indian? Or is it that you all would have assumed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/548558665374169782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=548558665374169782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/548558665374169782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/548558665374169782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/04/ayesha-sania-and-shoaib.html' title='Ayesha, Sania and Shoaib'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-409595210820255858</id><published>2010-04-01T10:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:58:06.238+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life and Acceptance'/><title type='text'>April Fool's Journey</title><summary type='text'>My March was a far better month. I had my rifts again with my emotions but to my surprise I could overcome all my low moods very very easily. Something which would take me 2 months to get over or even 2 years for that matter now just took 2 days. I could proudly say – yes I have grown as a person, I have grown!. How did I manage to do this. I guess this was because of the change in my focus. Now,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/409595210820255858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=409595210820255858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/409595210820255858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/409595210820255858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-journey.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4104915649391970499</id><published>2010-03-22T10:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:25:25.559+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>At the Airport</title><summary type='text'>Whenever I travel I always desire one thing for sure-  I hope a handsome guy sits beside me this time.I am about to board the flight and I think  ‘whenever I hope that a handsome guy sits beside I find myself disappointed. This time let me hope for an old man.’The air hostess greets me and she was pretty charming. I thought ‘ ah, the guys will as usual have a nice time glaring at the air hostess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4104915649391970499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4104915649391970499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4104915649391970499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4104915649391970499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-airport.html' title='At the Airport'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3798631931256152218</id><published>2010-01-12T21:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:16:15.401+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Child Wishing- Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting with Rajita  and Rajita read out a beautiful line from a book she was reading. ‘All grown-ups were children once, although few of them remember it.' And this sentence just struck me. As we grow up we forget all the little things we used to enjoy. As a kid an ice-cream or a cricket ball used to give us happiness, now we need a Merc or a trip to Paris to bring us happiness. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3798631931256152218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3798631931256152218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3798631931256152218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3798631931256152218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='A Child Wishing- Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8618424514732493603</id><published>2009-12-30T16:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:53:14.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observation and Opinion'/><title type='text'>Who is a friend! Still Discovering</title><summary type='text'>My So What Else post happens to be one of the most talked about posts in my blog. Many responses. A few of you have written posts on your blogs commenting on my post. Ayush finds me online and says ‘mujhe tumse baat karne mein darr lag raha hai.’ We had a good chat and a hearty laugh and I promised him that I will come back with the answer.So Ayush, this is dedicated to you :) as promised. I know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8618424514732493603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8618424514732493603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8618424514732493603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8618424514732493603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-so-what-else-post-happens-to-be-one.html' title='Who is a friend! Still Discovering'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1425408252387059319</id><published>2009-12-29T10:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:01:54.102+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Ye Nakhun!! Uff Yun Maa!!!</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to do something different and something out of the blue. Now I did not know what to do. In fact I love doing different things and things differently to keep fun aspect in life alive.I sat with 2 different bottles. Opened one, saw the color, loved it and then like James Bond I got an idea and implemented it.Maa: Suchi, kya hai ye ( what is this)Suchi: Maa, this is style.Maa: Chi. Dekhi ho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1425408252387059319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1425408252387059319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1425408252387059319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1425408252387059319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ye-nakhun-uff-yun-maa.html' title='Ye Nakhun!! Uff Yun Maa!!!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1qwQYJ50CY/Szs5p-lGTHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/JNeKX2yvq40/s72-c/Nails+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6307788131789383526</id><published>2009-12-29T10:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:13:03.820+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><summary type='text'>Another incident in officeWe have been planning our team offsite and here is the conversion.Suchi: Kalyan, where have we decided.Kalyan: The ZooSuchi: with a sigh  finally.Thirmal: showing some excitement. Good.Suchi: with a fishy smile. Thirmal, we don’t have to get so excited Thirmal we see you daily.Thirmal: haha, you can meet my family members.Suchi: Ah yes! That will be a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6307788131789383526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6307788131789383526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6307788131789383526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6307788131789383526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/12/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3488246916136745267</id><published>2009-10-05T14:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:01:23.664+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Payalay Chunmun Chunmun</title><summary type='text'>I was once thinking of the ways love/sex/ attraction is at times described in Bollywood songs. Lets pick “ Honth rasele , tere honth rasele, ji karta hai ye raas peele” or “Bheege hont tere pyasa dil mera lage abr  sa mujhe tan tera.”  These are hit, peppy, rocking number, but I am not sure how neat, subtle, simple, beautiful, and yet effective are these songs.I reached office and my inbox had an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3488246916136745267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3488246916136745267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3488246916136745267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3488246916136745267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/10/payalay-chunmun-chunmun.html' title='Payalay Chunmun Chunmun'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8875689773104380553</id><published>2009-10-01T17:02:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:29:56.654+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>उसने मेरी आत्मा को छुआ है</title><summary type='text'>Acknowledgement: I thank Kaleem to help me think about this post.अभी टीवी चल रहा है और कुछ दिनों से हम ये serial देख रहे है। हम लगे हाथ लैपटॉप पर काम भी कर रहे है। एक बहुत अच्छा dialogue आया टीवी पर in the serial 'अगले जन्म मोहे बिटिया ही कीजियो'| छु गया हमको ये dialogue |The scene is that the girl Lalli loves the boy Shekhar(बबुआ), Shekhar’s mother Thakuraine and  Shekhar’s father want Shekhar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8875689773104380553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8875689773104380553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8875689773104380553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8875689773104380553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/10/usme-meri-aatma-ko-chua-hai.html' title='उसने मेरी आत्मा को छुआ है'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1854605644237223032</id><published>2009-09-27T23:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:40:54.783+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Good Morning Teacher</title><summary type='text'>We had a team meeting. Boss had called for one. All the members were present except the boss and me. I was in the loo and I then I rushed to the meeting room.As soon as I open the meeting room door all my team members (including the team lead)  stand and in a chorus utter "Good Morning Teacher!!"I was pleasantly surprised but to keep the rhythm going I said "Good Morning Children, Please Sit Down</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1854605644237223032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1854605644237223032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1854605644237223032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1854605644237223032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-morning-teacher.html' title='Good Morning Teacher'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7563627523241947009</id><published>2009-09-27T22:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:14:25.726+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>My Watch</title><summary type='text'>I lost my watch at the pool and I was too lazy to buy a new one till one fine day I realized that soon I will be leaving to Ranchi. I will surely need a watch there as I will not be on my laptop to check the time.I wanted to buy something different now. I had seen a design somewhere and I wanted it.I went to a shop and bought one.Soni didi spots this watch of mine in Ranchi and I express a desire</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7563627523241947009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7563627523241947009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7563627523241947009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7563627523241947009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-watch.html' title='My Watch'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-4635840104279544622</id><published>2009-08-14T22:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:56:48.882+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Quiz time! Something funny</title><summary type='text'>I logged into Facebook and I saw that a friend of mine had invited me to take a quiz. I thought it would be fun trying it as the title of the quiz was ' How well do you know men.'I just could not stop smiling  and finally when I saw my results of the quiz I could not stop laughing. This is what Facebook has to say about me"Suchi completed the quiz "How Well do you know Men?" with the result </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/4635840104279544622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=4635840104279544622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4635840104279544622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/4635840104279544622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiz-time-something-funny.html' title='Quiz time! Something funny'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-254549826517621937</id><published>2009-08-13T23:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:06:22.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Me'/><title type='text'>This is I</title><summary type='text'>I can be shyI can be boldI can be confidentI can be naiveI can blushI can stareI can be in a crowdI can be in solitudeI can danceI can mournI can smileI can frownI can loveI can hateI can be gentleI can be toughI can be softI can be hardI can laughI can cryI can be lovableI can be despicableI can be sensuousI can be coldI can be mineAnd what moreI can be yours!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/254549826517621937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=254549826517621937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/254549826517621937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/254549826517621937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-i.html' title='This is I'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5523028766180497409</id><published>2009-08-04T12:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:20:08.396+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend or couple'/><title type='text'>Your Thoughts please</title><summary type='text'>A mail which I drafted to my friends. It would be great if you could give me your inputs on this as well....Comment on the blog or write to me on suchikumar81@gmail.com--------------------------------------------------------------Hi Guys, I need some inputs from you guys on this statement I heard. Let me know your thoughts. A man and a woman are good friends. The man knows that she is a nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5523028766180497409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5523028766180497409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5523028766180497409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5523028766180497409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-thoughts-please.html' title='Your Thoughts please'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7025502260633808339</id><published>2009-07-31T11:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:47:30.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and relationship'/><title type='text'>Love and Fear 1</title><summary type='text'>I heard a very beautiful statement “ Relation is not the transmission of words, it is transmission of energies.” And this made me wonder why we have different relations and comfort level with our loved ones when the bottom line is the same – they are all our loved ones, we love them.Let me pen down some of my thoughts on this vast topic of love and life.I find it hard to discriminate the love I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7025502260633808339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7025502260633808339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7025502260633808339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7025502260633808339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-and-fear-1.html' title='Love and Fear 1'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8531674503385940773</id><published>2009-07-21T09:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:19:49.769+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Divorce'/><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><summary type='text'>After my previous post I was flooded with questions. What is this, why did he say so, why did he lie? And I say- I don’t know. How am I to know what is there in his mind?To give some more context to the lines above let me include a few lines from my post.12 PM in front of the judge.Judge: So, Sushil, why do you want a divorceSushil: She wanted me to stay with her parents and I did not want.Judge:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8531674503385940773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8531674503385940773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8531674503385940773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8531674503385940773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5779925885967214956</id><published>2009-06-23T13:41:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:52:46.307+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Divorce'/><title type='text'>23 March 2009. The D Day</title><summary type='text'>I was home and I was pained.  I knew I did not want to talk to anyone but I had to let things out. So, I decided to share the news with my close friends. I decided not to blog as I knew I was way too low.I drafted a mail to my friends and shared the news with them. Here is a copy of that mail.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5779925885967214956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5779925885967214956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5779925885967214956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5779925885967214956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-march-2009-d-day.html' title='23 March 2009. The D Day'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5315451368253241881</id><published>2009-06-23T13:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:06:47.723+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Divorce'/><title type='text'>23 June 2009 The Divorce</title><summary type='text'>Often people ask me-  what happened to Neelu and Wasim.  Neelu is still in me.  Actually no, I am Neelu. Yes, I am Neelu! Today morning as soon as I switched on my laptop I got a calendar reminder. I checked the date and oh my! today is 23rd June. For a moment I thought - ' Happy Anniversary.' And then I realized and I asked myself ' Suchi, do you even know the meaning of this, have you ever felt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5315451368253241881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5315451368253241881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5315451368253241881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5315451368253241881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-june-2009-divorce.html' title='23 June 2009 The Divorce'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1159016179596478478</id><published>2009-05-27T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:29:52.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Believe Yourself, Dedicated to Susan Boyle</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Suehlan sent this link to me on YouTube asking me to watch it.  I just did not know what to expect as I had no clue about Susan Boyle what so ever nor had I heard her name. (And now I am her big time fan.)The video starts. A heavy built woman is the highlight and she says- ‘My name is Susan Boyle, currently unemployed but still looking…’ She sounded a pretty active fun loving person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1159016179596478478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1159016179596478478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1159016179596478478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1159016179596478478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/05/believe-yourself-dedicated-to-susan.html' title='Believe Yourself, Dedicated to Susan Boyle'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5171370599510902179</id><published>2009-04-30T11:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:39:00.667+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observation and Opinion'/><title type='text'>So, What Else???</title><summary type='text'>I am irritated with a few things happening online and I want some serious suggestions. I have become a victim of this ‘What Else.’How Do I handle the “What Else” Discussions?
Have we noticed what is happening these days in the online world. We people are all isolated. People with families, without families are all online. If there is a need they are online and if there is no need then also they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5171370599510902179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5171370599510902179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5171370599510902179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5171370599510902179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-what-else.html' title='So, What Else???'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3650841465523992214</id><published>2009-04-22T21:32:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:56:03.518+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Note of Thanks'/><title type='text'>He Comes Comes Ever Comes...</title><summary type='text'>Life has never been simple. While handling the toughness  you always turn to someone for help. Whom do  I turn to?  I always turn to Him, the Lord, the God, the Almighty.   Remember the song – Have you not heard His silent steps, Have you not heard His silent steps, He comes comes ever comes, He comes comes ever comes-  by Rabindernath Tagore.  I believed this song as a child and I still believe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3650841465523992214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3650841465523992214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3650841465523992214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3650841465523992214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-comes-comes-ever-comes.html' title='He Comes Comes Ever Comes...'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-943914833369798524</id><published>2009-01-20T10:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:40:24.138+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relations'/><title type='text'>The Deadline 2</title><summary type='text'>My previous post compelled me to think and then comes the idea of this post. Whom do I share with? For that matter any of us prefer sharing with whom. Simple, a person who is non judgmental. Who, can listen and just listen. Who trusts that whatever she did was to the best of her ability in that situation. Once the situation is over we all can comment and give a list of opinions on how this could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/943914833369798524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=943914833369798524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/943914833369798524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/943914833369798524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/01/deadline-2.html' title='The Deadline 2'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8649891988432296758</id><published>2009-01-20T08:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:01:53.078+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relations'/><title type='text'>The Deadline</title><summary type='text'>Who is a Friend:16 Jan 8:15AM at the breakfast tableNithila: What happen you look so tired and worn out. Slept at 4 and woke up at 6 kya.Suchi: Yaar kya baataon. Both the deadlines are near and there is so much work to do that I can’t sleep and if I sleep I dream office. I am just waiting for the weekend to rest. Kab hoga  10PM so that I can sleepHad two projects in hand. One project had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8649891988432296758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8649891988432296758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8649891988432296758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8649891988432296758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2009/01/deadline.html' title='The Deadline'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6834935499227012123</id><published>2008-11-30T23:02:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T08:54:59.851+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaam'/><title type='text'>Main aur meri tanhai Aksar ye batein karte hain</title><summary type='text'>I read a blog today which made me get back to one of the best poems narrated by Amitabh Bachchan.  Main aur meri tanhai Aksar ye batein karte hainTum hoti to kaisa hotatu yeh kahti, tum woh kahtiTum is baat pe hairan hotitum us baat pe kitni hastitum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to waisa hotaMain aur meri tanhai ,aksar yeh baten karte hainLet me try the female version of this:Main aur meri tanhai </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6834935499227012123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6834935499227012123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6834935499227012123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6834935499227012123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2008/11/main-aur-meri-tanhai-aksar-ye-batein.html' title='Main aur meri tanhai Aksar ye batein karte hain'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6824643758035069834</id><published>2008-10-30T10:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:01:15.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Darr Lag raha hai</title><summary type='text'>Jisse kabhi paya hi na tha, aaj usko khone ka darr lag raha haiJisne hume kabhi chaha hi na tha, aaj usko khone ka darr lag raha haiNa jane kya ho gaya hai hume, Jo kabhi mera tha hi nahi use khone ka darr lag raha haitamam umar guzar di jise pane ke liye,jab usse paya to aahsaas hua ki usko paane ki aarzo hi nahi rahi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6824643758035069834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6824643758035069834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6824643758035069834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6824643758035069834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2008/10/darr-lag-raha-hai.html' title='Darr Lag raha hai'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7908731274647837482</id><published>2008-06-24T14:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:31:59.447+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and relationship'/><title type='text'>A Man!!!</title><summary type='text'>When she walks away from you mad[ Follow her ]When she stare's at your mouth[ Kiss her ]When she pushes you or hit's you[ Grab her and dont let go ]When she start's cussing at you[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]When she's quiet[ Ask her whats wrong ]When she ignore's you[ Give her your attention ]When she pull's away[ Pull her back ]When you see her at her worst[ Tell her she's beautiful ]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7908731274647837482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7908731274647837482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7908731274647837482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7908731274647837482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2008/06/man.html' title='A Man!!!'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5180515076633421059</id><published>2008-05-24T20:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:21:45.618+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Alone n Lonely</title><summary type='text'>With RSI getting on me I am having a bad time. I am low and I was trying to find out the reason behind this. They say once a problem is identified it is half solved. So, first let me find the problem.  I guess I have boiled down to two answers. 1. I am not doing what I want to do. I want to do something different in life and I realize that though I have the passion I don’t have the discipline to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5180515076633421059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5180515076633421059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5180515076633421059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5180515076633421059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2008/05/alone-n-lonely.html' title='Alone n Lonely'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5500340709623271856</id><published>2007-12-25T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-26T09:13:08.855+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life and Acceptance'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Born to a Hindu family my visiting the church was not welcome by my relatives. Being a child of St   Ann’s High School visiting St Mary’s Church was my second nature. Visiting the church, believing in Christianity and worshiping Lord Jesus Christ was a part of my regular activity.      As a kid I would spend some 10 months with this beautiful church and school and then would spend some 2 months </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5500340709623271856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5500340709623271856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5500340709623271856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5500340709623271856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8567989805682899348</id><published>2007-12-16T14:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:56:22.519+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>Love and Ego</title><summary type='text'>This has not been written by me, but this helps me present the impact better:Once upon a time there was an island, where all the feelings lived together.One day there was a storm in the sea and the island was about to get drowned.Every feeling was scared but Love made a boat to escape.Every feeling boarded the boat. Only one feeling was left. Love got down to  see who it was..It was EGO.. Love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8567989805682899348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8567989805682899348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8567989805682899348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8567989805682899348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/12/ordinary-and-superior-being-part-9.html' title='Love and Ego'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1232577611269512626</id><published>2007-11-19T13:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:44:27.691+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>The Creature</title><summary type='text'>I walked into the office and I realized the floor is colored. I said ‘crazy guys.’   I came to my desk and then started sorting my emails. I realized I had to answer one of them urgently. I bent my head and religiously started typing.  After typing a few words I wanted to look at the screen to know what I have typed.   I raised my eyes and yelled in terror.  I was frozen to death. Oh My!! What is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1232577611269512626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1232577611269512626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1232577611269512626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1232577611269512626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/creature.html' title='The Creature'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-5873916893271535397</id><published>2007-11-08T21:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:20:06.416+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being And  A Woman Part 8 The End</title><summary type='text'>  Ego wins and Love loses. Lost due to the limitations as a human being. She could not try any further. She gives up. Congrats Ego, you won.With this I come to an end of the love/ego story between Neelu and Wasim.  I would like to thank a few important people without whom this would not have possible.   The Almighty for everything.  Urvashi, Usha, Suehlan, Sabi, Prabha Jiji, Prachi, Nehaa and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/5873916893271535397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=5873916893271535397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5873916893271535397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/5873916893271535397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-woman-part-8-end.html' title='The Superior Being And  A Woman Part 8 The End'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8757980933666329164</id><published>2007-11-08T21:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:17:56.984+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being And  A Woman Part 7</title><summary type='text'>Neelu is aware of the fact that her relation has been messed due to ego, immaturity, lack of understanding and the external factors like family members.    The external factors have been taken care off. Now comes the dreaded ego, immaturiy and lack of understanding which needs to be taken care.  The Change:  On an auspicious day of Durga Puja they enter their flat. Now no more extras, just she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8757980933666329164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8757980933666329164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8757980933666329164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8757980933666329164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-woman-part-7.html' title='The Superior Being And  A Woman Part 7'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7249793802104294095</id><published>2007-11-08T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:22:47.789+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman Part 6</title><summary type='text'>The couple meets, decides to go for a second chance and I assume that both knew that this was the last attempt. It was a do or die situation. Well to Neelu it was, I don’t know about Wasim. They understood that their needs are different and decide to behave like mature, responsible, adults who can respect each others needs, insecurities and differences, and are also willing to take ownership of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7249793802104294095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7249793802104294095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7249793802104294095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7249793802104294095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-woman-part-6.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman Part 6'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1538210398264118978</id><published>2007-11-08T20:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:22:01.175+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 5</title><summary type='text'>While they were away Neelu realizes are few things.           She loves Wasim and she is missing him.Wahaj is a shrewd manWasim is a puppet of WahajShe can’t answer Mil and Anjuman. She realizes that these women are far to dominating for a woman like Neelu to manage.Their relation has been messed not only because of themselves but also because of others.      Wasim is also missing Neelu and wants</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1538210398264118978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1538210398264118978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1538210398264118978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1538210398264118978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-and-woman-part-5.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 5'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-688803790425283438</id><published>2007-11-08T18:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:27:05.307+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 4</title><summary type='text'>( I would appreciate if readers read Parts 1,   2 and 3 first)The Threat:    As soon as Neelu enters  the house Mil and Anjuman are aghast. Oh Lord!! Neelu turns out to be two steps ahead of Rosaline. The only difference being that Neelu is from the same caste.  Neelu happens to be a woman of today who would live in jeans, walk up to the market and bye high heeled shoes. Now, they were all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/688803790425283438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=688803790425283438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/688803790425283438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/688803790425283438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-and-woman-part-4.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 4'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8794923995069924681</id><published>2007-11-04T21:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:36:47.139+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 3</title><summary type='text'>( I would appreciate if readers read Part 1 and Part  2 first)Three years have passed. It is time to get Wasim married. Wasim’s mother is worried and she has told a few social acquaintances about this worry.    At a Different house in Hyderabad                            Voice 3: Do you know Rosaline and Wahaj  and Mil ..yada yadaVoice1 : The boy is good, He works for the best software </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8794923995069924681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8794923995069924681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8794923995069924681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8794923995069924681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-and-woman-part-3.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 3'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2556774983288582914</id><published>2007-11-04T21:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:35:33.866+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 2</title><summary type='text'>(I would appreiciate if the readers read Part 1 first)The fights between Mil and Rosaline are increasing day by day. (Time to time Anjuman would do her job of adding fuel to the fire). There is no peace at home. It is house where two dominating, insecure and frustrated women are fighting. Wahaj is seeing Mil and Rosaline fight. He is getting frustrated. He is in a fix between the mother and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2556774983288582914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2556774983288582914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2556774983288582914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2556774983288582914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-and-woman-part-2.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman. Part 2'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2106645655666925246</id><published>2007-11-03T21:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:38:24.484+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Superior Being and A Woman.  Part 1</title><summary type='text'>Suchi: Aunty why is a man considered superior to a woman, why is a son’s birth considered to be so auspiciousAunty: did you finish your maths home workSuchi: yes AuntyAunty: now go and play with Urvashi for sometime and come back and study biology.Suchi: ok Aunty    Wahaj is the eldest son of Mil, and he gets married to Rosaline. Rosaline and Mil start having fights which occurs in any Indian </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2106645655666925246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2106645655666925246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2106645655666925246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2106645655666925246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/superior-being-and-woman-part-1.html' title='The Superior Being and A Woman.  Part 1'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2381450594502029994</id><published>2007-11-01T20:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:56:21.201+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marital Life.'/><title type='text'>The Guardian, The Coward, The Foolish and The Newspaper</title><summary type='text'>Neelu gets married to Wasim. Neelu works for an MNC in Hyderabad. The only child to her parents. Needless to say she is snobbish, arrogant and proud. She is an XLRI graduate. Wasim is the youngest among four children and he is a Harvard graduate working for another MNC in Hyderabad. Now long live the attitudes which these graduates carry and long live the mighty MNCs.     Neelu married Wasim as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2381450594502029994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2381450594502029994' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2381450594502029994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2381450594502029994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/11/guardian-coward-and-foolish.html' title='The Guardian, The Coward, The Foolish and The Newspaper'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7842906279340501790</id><published>2007-10-29T11:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:29:20.652+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>A Bed of Roses has Thorns in It</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to the movie 'Bhul Bhulaiya,' my dramatics classes at school and 'Romeo and Juliet' for this imagination. This post will be a mixture of reality and lots of imagination.Act 1    In Heaven:                  Venus: My Lord! I love him, I want to marry him.The Lord: My child, he is a scorpion, all he knows is to sting, you are a woman,  all you know is to love, he does not deserve you.Venus: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7842906279340501790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7842906279340501790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7842906279340501790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7842906279340501790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/bed-of-roses-has-thorns-in-it-also.html' title='A Bed of Roses has Thorns in It'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2984682702284359214</id><published>2007-10-24T00:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:02:04.452+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><title type='text'>We are Not Fair at Times</title><summary type='text'>While I blow the trumpet of womankind I come across a few incidents and I am aghast.I have known Jack for almost 5 years but we got to know each other better since a couple of months and Victor for 15 days now. Pseudo names are used for security reasons. Jack, Victor and I have similar problems, the spouse. I am fighting a man and they are fighting a woman. We are actually fighting marriage, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2984682702284359214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2984682702284359214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2984682702284359214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2984682702284359214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-not-fair-at-times.html' title='We are Not Fair at Times'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-8850947469815447291</id><published>2007-10-22T22:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:01:10.874+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marital Life.'/><title type='text'>Karwa Chawath</title><summary type='text'>Karwa Chawath: A festival in India where a woman fasts and prays for good health and betterment of her husband.It is 8:45 AM, a busy Monday morning. I am sorting my office emails and my phone rings. Who is this? A call from the US? Who can this be? My friend or he? Has to be he?           I: helloThe voice: helloI: oh! You!He: how are youI: fine.  I had a million questions in my mind. He had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/8850947469815447291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=8850947469815447291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8850947469815447291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/8850947469815447291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/karwa-chawath.html' title='Karwa Chawath'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1888917990676847900</id><published>2007-10-21T23:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:15:24.170+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><title type='text'>Give Me The Strength</title><summary type='text'>Vijay DashmiA day when the good had killed the bad, The Goddess had mastered the evil after a long fight, a long struggle.  The Goddess had fought injustice, never gave up and like always the good wins over the bad, it is just a matter of time.It is a year now. I am sitting in my parents house with my laptop and I am getting nostalgic. Thinking of this one year. Yes today I complete one year. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1888917990676847900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1888917990676847900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1888917990676847900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1888917990676847900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/give-me-strength.html' title='Give Me The Strength'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-6101492101370346847</id><published>2007-10-20T17:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:58:27.136+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Magalsutra, The Sindoor</title><summary type='text'>Woke up in the morning and Ahh!! This acute pain in the leg. It has not allowed me to sleep last night and now I realize that it has got from bad to worse. Saw the clock and realized that I got to wake up Asit. He did not study last night. Then thought it is a holiday today. Let him sleep now. Ahh!! this pain. It does not let me move. But I had to leave bed. Hurrying left the bed. Limping I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/6101492101370346847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=6101492101370346847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6101492101370346847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/6101492101370346847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/magalsutra-sindoor.html' title='The Magalsutra, The Sindoor'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-3144948771102692988</id><published>2007-10-14T21:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:29:57.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marital Life.'/><title type='text'>Expression or Ego</title><summary type='text'>Expressions: the act of expressing  Ego: the ” I” factor,  the “I” or self of any person; a person as thinking, feeling, and willing, and distinguishing itself from the selves of others and from objects of its thought.  Inhibitions: Something that restrains, blocks, or suppresses.  Now I am totally confused. I want all you readers to help me understand. I have been having this discussion with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/3144948771102692988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=3144948771102692988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3144948771102692988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/3144948771102692988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/expression-or-ego.html' title='Expression or Ego'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2662312331327115092</id><published>2007-10-13T23:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:36:32.741+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marital Life.'/><title type='text'>It Is OK</title><summary type='text'>PresentThe doctor asked me to get the MRI of the brain done. Doctors suspect that it is some problem in the brain. I was back to the same Yashoda hospital where I was a few years back. One of the finest hospitals in the country fully equipped and with the best of the doctors. I was there to get a test done; all alone. My mother is in Ranchi and she wanted my dad to accompany me but I refused to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2662312331327115092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2662312331327115092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2662312331327115092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2662312331327115092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-ok.html' title='It Is OK'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2865570766640743455</id><published>2007-10-09T22:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:58:14.696+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Never marry a male engineer</title><summary type='text'>Maa (yelling): Suchi, your room is so dirty, will you please clean itSuchi: oh come on maa.. my room is not dirty. I will show you Ishu’s room and my room is heaven compared to his room.Maa: who is Ishu.Suchi: My friend, another engineer, another man….you know their rooms are so dirty that they get lost in their very own rooms.I was in my 2nd year of engineering and we had our ‘power electronics’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2865570766640743455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2865570766640743455' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2865570766640743455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2865570766640743455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/never-marry-male-engineer.html' title='Never marry a male engineer'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-514487787429869743</id><published>2007-10-09T22:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:54:52.417+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The 83 Born</title><summary type='text'>While I was thinking of all that had happened and all that should have happened I came across a few interesting characters. I call them the 83 born. Here I am amidst one of the finest companies of the world, one of the exams one needs to clear to pursue higher studies and one of the unsolved issues, marriage/divorce. My health was getting from bad to worse. I was asked by a friend ‘do you have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/514487787429869743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=514487787429869743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/514487787429869743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/514487787429869743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/83-born.html' title='The 83 Born'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2405891142229506291</id><published>2007-10-09T20:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:31:34.962+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>Few Wounds get Deeper with Time..</title><summary type='text'>He called Her. She was a bit annoyed. This man never used to call Her earlier. For months He would not call Her even when she was operated and was ill. One day (few months back) she asked him “why don’t you call me, don’t you feel like talking to me, why is it that only I should call you” He said “ well according to me phone calls are made only for a purpose, only when an information has to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2405891142229506291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2405891142229506291' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2405891142229506291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2405891142229506291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-wounds-get-deeper-with-time.html' title='Few Wounds get Deeper with Time..'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-7482686098602220227</id><published>2007-09-23T00:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:28:52.231+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>Fool Me Once Shame On You Fool Me Twice Shame On Me</title><summary type='text'>Now it is a story time. This will have a thought at the end. Something which you need to think and decide. Let me know what you think…..      Stage 1     Here is an arrogant girl who gets married to a boy. The arrogance of the girl is known to the whole world, while  the world thinks that the boy is very good and calm. Now, from the next day of their marriage they start seeing differences. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/7482686098602220227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=7482686098602220227' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7482686098602220227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/7482686098602220227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/09/fool-me-once-shame-on-you-fool-me-twice.html' title='Fool Me Once Shame On You Fool Me Twice Shame On Me'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1441699337287077792</id><published>2007-09-08T06:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:10:47.495+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man and Woman'/><title type='text'>The Woman In Your Life...</title><summary type='text'>Well guys, as promised I am back.  I had too! I can’t stay away for a long time. And as decided, now I will disclose my identity. Now, I refuse to get scared of all the controversies that happen around.     I was delaying this for a long time as I wanted to pick up a topic that can really be controversial. This is going to be a long post. I know most of you will stop reading this mid way through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1441699337287077792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1441699337287077792' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1441699337287077792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1441699337287077792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/09/woman-in-your-life.html' title='The Woman In Your Life...'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-1663332298861908615</id><published>2007-05-18T10:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:04:39.032+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be Calm in Tough Situations</title><summary type='text'>21st Feb early in the morning my father got a heart attack. I rushed him to the hospital and the doctor told me " your dad is in a critical stage, inform all your relatives " in other words, doctor wanted to tell me that anything could happen to my dad in the next 36 hours. I was alone in the hospital. My dad was in the emergency ward. I was scared... all alone in the hospital... My mother was at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/1663332298861908615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=1663332298861908615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1663332298861908615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/1663332298861908615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='Be Calm in Tough Situations'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32110232.post-2398308313071744183</id><published>2007-05-09T09:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:05:45.059+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>Feet firmly on the ground. IF</title><summary type='text'>I associate my self with this poem:This poem shows me the directionIF:  IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/feeds/2398308313071744183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32110232&amp;postID=2398308313071744183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2398308313071744183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32110232/posts/default/2398308313071744183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchikumar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-associate-my-self-with-this-poem-this.html' title='Feet firmly on the ground. IF'/><author><name>Suchi Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08062392492883909689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4LaAb_i3Vc/ThyFjXDIjaI/AAAAAAAABSI/hJ6oOrMxTH4/s220/6-23-2011%2B4-49-13%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
