Friday, February 27, 2009

Acquaintances with Search Engine(s)

Do you have your, as I love to call it ‘a teeny-weeny space’, on the web (be it a blog or your website / webpage)? Don’t you feel like sharing it with the world (aliens too, if they understand)? Don’t you want search engine to show you page as a one of the search results?
I know you would like to.

So go to
YAHOO & GOOGLE , submit you’re URL (just one step) and let search engine know that you are out there.

Isn’t it simple!!

Don't forget to let me know if this worked for u :)

After this, search for your latest post. I did it and was delighted to see it up on the 1st page of google.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Book; Queen of Blabble

Lately, I have been reading books by Meg Cabot and have just finished all the 3 from Queen of Blabble series.

Love the way she writes, giving interesting info on how things/rituals, we follow today, were evolved. It feels good to read something lighthearted like this & waiting to see how Lizzie Nichols brings in trouble just by speaking.
I am so much waiting for her next book in this series.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Basking

Believe me, she permitted me to click & post her pic :)
[Click to enlarge the pic]

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Recession!!

From last few months all talk starts & ends with recession. Poor economy is taking toll on everybody. It has gone from bad to worse and is expected to deteriorate still. Every morning new layoffs are announced, bankruptcies are been filed. US stocks have fallen to 6 years low. All thanks to those biggies who are resposible for this & making common men's life a misery.

Flanked by all this mess watch what divorced/separated couples are forced to do & how 90 year old is working for $10 per hour when his savings were about $700K.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Book; Options

Options: the secret life of Steve Jobs. When I pulled out this book, least did I know that I am going to chuckle at nearly every page of it in spite of the fact that it took me almost a month to finish it & that I read 2 books in between.
On googling I came across the blog by the author of the book
,
the secret diary of Steve Jobs.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Book; One night @ the Call Center

This is one of the books I wanted to read from couple of years now. At last I have :)
A well written book, about 5 young people working at the call center, left with no self confidence. All trying to cope up with their personal problems @home and @work in there own way until one night changes their lives.
This book holds a message, ‘That no one is a looser’. Just be strong and believe in yourself. Your boss, co-worker, may take credit for your work, will make you feel like a useless; happens everywhere, but then speak for yourself. Don’t let them take control of your life.

Here is an interesting article on
what not to share with your co-workers.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Duck’s Valentine Day

On my recent visit to water front, I happen to click oodles of duck snaps. As pictures were cute & I wanted to post them there evolved my tender Duck’s Valentines Day tale.
Enjoy it:


Its a Valentines Day!!
Let me get ready




You see I am brushing..
Ho!! Water is awfully cold.





And taking bath too.....





(On a duck stroll) What a pleasant sunshine





Seems like everyone is already out. Hope I am not late..





Oh!! Let me not disturb them ;)





Where are yooouuuuu?





Hhmmm!! Everyone is having fun





Ah!! There she is :)




Its so crowded everywhere but we have got our hush-hush space ;)




Ok, Bye for now...

Hope you had a fine Valentine's Day with your family, friends & that special someone :)



Monday, February 16, 2009

Cake in 5 mins

While blog surfing, I came across this ‘attention-grabbing’ recipe - 5 MINUTES TO CAKE.
As I wanted to know how it will be, tried it right away. It’s good considering the time in which it is ready to eat.
So now my home Baked/Micro-waved cake is just 5 minutes away & I can have it any at any time of the day, 24/7.
Joyful Eating !!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Life is.....

What is LIFE?? Hhmmm, the more you think about it, the more you will keep thinking. Is it this or is it that or is it both or is it none? I feel its this but then why is it like that.. Ah!! Seems like now I am confused ;o
Here is my small ABCD list, of what i can say life is ~

Anything, what you make it
Bet
where no one loses
Clay,
where each of us are molded
Dancing, to you own tune
Echo, what you give is what you get
Feeling, which no one can ignore
Gift, when we are born
Hope, tomorrow will be a better day
Innocence, of a child
Journey, to be completed
Key,
to explore death
Love, to be spread
Moment,
which has just passed
Nail, which will be hammered
Once, don’t ruin it
Page,
which has to be filled
Queue, where all have to stand
River,
which keeps flowing
Struggle, when things go wrong
Time that never ever goes back
Us, try doing something alone
Vision, to see good
Web with many knots & zigzags
Xing, which everyone has to pass
You & me
Zeal, to succeed

What do you think life is all about ?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Book; Princess Diary’s series

I don’t think this chain needs an Intro. As its an exclusively girly series, so this post deserves to be in pink.
I will just list the books I have finished within this tag.

  1. Princess in Pink; Everything in this book is pink, staring from its cover :)
  2. The Princess Diaries; 1st book of the series, published in 2000

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Is your diamond real?

When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure- Peter Marshall

Here is a video demonstrating the tests that can be performed at home to see if your precious stone is real or not.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Cooking (is it a nightmare?)

Let me split my kitchen story into 2 sections: Pre-marriage & Post marriage.

Starting with pre marriage, the word 'cooking' was like a nightmare to me. Mama says, “at least be in a kitchen and see how I cook” and I felt snubbed, “y should I” & I never used to. My hidden stubbornness used to pop up each time my ears happen to hear the word “kitchen”. Kneed flour for roties (as mama had wrist pain) & it used to take ages to do so. It was no less than doing some tedious & deadly task. Ask me to clean kitchen after dinner, another grimy face.
In short it used to hurt my ego when asked to do anything in kitchen.
Here is the list of my kitchen activities I used to do (without cribbing)

  • make instant noodles
  • prepare omelet
  • put rice in rice cooker & switch it on

Post marriage, real nightmare started. Back from honeymoon, tired of eating outside for so many days, I wanted to eat home cooked meal. Well, I did cook & it went straight into dustbin. Wow, wat a disaster it was. There was no escape, I had to learn cooking, so started twice daily phone calls to mama; she instructed & I cooked. This went on for a week till I was back in office. Okie, now internet was my savior as I had no time/patience left in the evening to listen to cooking directions. This went on for few of months. With each passing day my culinary skills(including baking) improved. And now, I can cook couple of good dishes. Ah!!
Listing stuff I do now

  • EVERYTHING

Being in US, I don’t like eating out everyday, i feel its nothing but junk & no doubt its yummy but loaded with calories. As I have ample time here, I keep trying out different things and constantly ask my mom 'how to cook this, what to do for that' at least for some signature dishes. I would now say cooking is not all that difficult and surely not a nightmare and with all the help/recipies available on internet it just gets easier.

If I can cook anyone can ;)

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Those Were the (school) Days..

"What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul" Joseph Addison

I was surfing (don’t know for what) when I crashed at my school website. I didn’t know there was one. Though it’s so dumb of me not to look for it earlier or to tell the truth I never thought about it before.

Anyway, eager to know what teachers I knew were still on roll, I could find JUST 3 of them :(. Note that I had been to the same school for 10 yearrssss.

Those hidden memories were revived when I saw the school pics; vast play ground, basketball court (favorite sport of the school, I still remember one of the grim fights during inter-house competition), assembly stage, getting roasted in the sun when some teacher or student went on n on n on, sharing some report or something, labs (bio lab attendant was a scapegoat), garden at the entrance (where students were not allowed and we used to sneak in)….School is bulit on a huge campus and some areas (one of the restrooms too) were believed to be haunted.. Hahahaha…That was what everyone used to say & we never used to go to so called haunted places, up until I was in high school..

From the sports day snaps I saw that the house name had been changed, when I was in there it used to be blue, green, yellow and red. Hhmmm… I can even see that outer walls have been painted with two different colours… Changes, changes & more changes.

Those monthly tests, to be precise unit tests, excuses to skip weekly ones(on Wednesdays) PT drill, waiting for, twice a week, games period, trying to skip yoga classes, finishing lunch before lunch break(while teacher was teaching of course, it used to be such a Fun). That unavoidable rule that girls need to have two pleats with red ribbon on, Oh, I struggled with it as I used to have very short hair & was forced to put red ribbon, how much I hated it. Troubling teachers (our high school math teacher literally used to cry)
That excitement to go to school after 2 months of vacation, knowing that you are a year senior; which used to die as soon as home works were given & tests schedules were announced. Ah! Those secret crushes that barely used to last… Chitchat about anything & everything…

Then there were teachers whom students used to love & other who were not in our good books. Some so strict that there was no way to get through them & others so sweet that they never understood what we were up to. Some so committed to their work that they made subject like history trouble-free & few who use to make sure that you will hate the most interesting subject.
Why only categorize teachers, come to students and it goes as first benchers & last benchers, talented & not so talented, teachers favorite & teachers despised, mischievous & serious, bookworms, but how many ever categories I may make, its these different people who make you school days so memorable & special, that you look back & say “THOSE WERE THE DAYS” with a smile on.

Its 9 years since I have passed out and never been there again. Long time, but it still feels as if it was yesterday that I had to been to our farewell. Time flies.

Well, time keeps ticking & we keep moving….leaving memories (sweet & bitter) behind…. looking back and smiling at those 12 precious & most beautiful years of our lives.


Thursday, February 5, 2009

Wal-Mart?

Of late, I watched a documentary,“Wal-Mart, The High Cost of Low Price”.
It was hard to believe what workers had to say about the over all benefits they get, be it a pay check or a medical insurance or working hours or their work environment. I have heard people saying that they never shop at Wal-Mart and I used to wonder why. But after seeing this documentary I got an answer. Statistics shown in the film says it all. Read here. It’s sad to see the condition of the workers in China & Bangladesh.
Low price at WM is an end result of someone’s struggle, someone who works 7 days a week and is still not able to fulfill basic needs, someone whose sick kid can’t see doctor coz insurance will hardly cover anything.
Click to see the documentary.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Book; The View from a Kite

Gwen, 17, a TB patient, narrates her day-to-day life in a sanitarium in 1970’s. How she feels about her dead dad, on her misery each time she visits her mother who is hospitalised and nearly lifeless, about her old granny, Aunt Edith, for whom she cares more than everything else. And before I forget, her crazy friends at sanitarium.

I especially liked the last few pages, when Gwen is determined not to let her illness conquer her life & dreams.
A book worth reading.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

…….now this is Interesting


Baby Chimps given human motherly care score higher than human babies in IQ test. Read full story.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Important MESSAGE !

Yesterday my sis forwarded a mail, which I would have categorize as a Junk Mail. I often skip such lengthy mails or they just sit in my Inbox or folder specially created for them, till I hit the Delete key.

However I happen to read this one, and I am glad that I did so.
I have no idea who has written this, but have to say it’s awesome. An IMPORTANT MESSAGE sent out so neatly.

It Says:

I went to a party, And remembered what you said,
You told me not to drink Mom, So I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself, The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive, Though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice, And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended, And the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car, Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming Mom, Something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement, And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me, As I try hard not to cry,
I can hear the paramedic say, This girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea, While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive, Now I would have to die.

So why do people do it Mom, Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me, Like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid Mom, Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven, Put 'Daddy's Girl' on my grave.


Someone should have taught him, That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had, I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter Mom, I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments, And I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom, As I lie here an die.
I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mom!' So I love you and good-bye.