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		<title>A picture that says a 1000 words</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 23:19:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lavanya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A few months back, Dipali tagged me to do a photo tag. Typically, I am doing this only now!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="attachment_966" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://lavanyad.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/photo-100-300x225.jpg" alt="The Mintlet" title="The Mintlet" width="300" height="225" class="size-medium wp-image-966" /><p class="wp-caption-text">The Mintlet</p></div>
<p>A few months back, <a href="http://dipalitaneja.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged_04.html">Dipali</a> tagged me to do a photo tag. The rules of this tag were very simple.<br />
    * Pick the 6th picture of your 6th photo folder.<br />
    * Tell a story around it.<br />
    * Pass it on to six other people you like.</p>
<p>Typically, I am doing this only now!</p>
<p>Almost all of my photo albums in my laptop are photos of the kids. At any time I will find P fooling around in front of the Macbook, posing for Photobooth. Now The Mintlet has followed suit too. Switch on this application and she would clap, sing, dance &#8211; anything! So, for a change, here is a pic of her sitting still. This was taken a while back, when she was just five months old, which might be the explanation for the unexpected docile behaviour!</p>
<p>Any one wants to try this one? If you do, leave a link in the comments section so I can join in the fun too!</p>
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		<title>An alphabeticized tag</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 08:08:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lavanya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Inba tagged me to do justice to this. I think one tag post is all that is needed for me to prove to her how hopeless I am at following instructions. A &#8211; Available? Bwahahaha! Er, no. B &#8211; Best friend Don&#8217;t believe in having a &#8216;best&#8217; friend. Have a handful of close friends and [...]]]></description>
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<p class="snap_preview"><a href="http://inbavalli.wordpress.com/2008/02/27/a-to-z/" target="_blank">I</a><a href="http://inbavalli.wordpress.com/2008/02/27/a-to-z/" target="_blank">nba</a> tagged me to do justice to this. I think one tag post is all that is needed for me to prove to her how hopeless I am at following instructions.</p>
<p><strong>A &#8211; Available?</strong><br />
Bwahahaha! Er, no.</p>
<p><strong>B &#8211; Best friend<br />
</strong>Don&#8217;t believe in having a &#8216;best&#8217; friend. Have a handful of close friends and that keeps me happy.<strong><br />
</strong></p>
<p><strong>C &#8211; Cake or Pie?</strong><br />
Cake, cake, cake! Esp the inhale-able kind from Taj Cake Shop.</p>
<p><strong>D &#8211; Drink of choice:</strong><br />
Coffee to kick start the mornings; margarita  when out on the tiles</p>
<p><strong>E &#8211; Essential thing used everyday</strong><br />
My lovely MacBook. God bless Apple.</p>
<p><strong>F &#8211; Favourite color:</strong><br />
Red</p>
<p><strong>G &#8211; Gummi bears or worms:</strong><br />
Gummi bears, yay!</p>
<p><strong>H &#8211; Hometown:</strong><br />
Madras, nalla Madras</p>
<p><strong>I &#8211; Indulgence:</strong><br />
Designer perfume</p>
<p><strong>J &#8211; January or February:</strong><br />
Feb. Dunno why.</p>
<p><strong>K &#8211; Kids and names:</strong><br />
A boy &#8211; P and another baby (a girl, hopef) on the way</p>
<p><strong>L &#8211; Life:</strong><br />
&#8220;Life is a roller coaster, just got to ride it!&#8221;</p>
<p><strong>M &#8211; Marriage date:</strong><br />
A day and a year before P&#8217;s birth!</p>
<p><strong>N &#8211; Number of siblings:</strong><br />
One – a brother, who, funnily enough, is all growed up now!</p>
<p><strong>O &#8211; Oranges or apples:</strong><br />
Hmm depends. Gimme banana or mango and no doubts there!</p>
<p><strong>P &#8211; Phobias:</strong><br />
Reptiles. Enough to make me wet myself &#8211; seriously.</p>
<p><strong>Q &#8211; Quote:</strong><br />
&#8220;What goes around comes around&#8221;. Kinda doomsday-type philosophy that I believe in totally.</p>
<p><strong>R &#8211; Reason to smile:</strong><br />
Er, life&#8217;s good? You see so much shit nowadays that I am like &#8216;count my blessings and keep plodding on&#8217;. So yeah, so far so good and that&#8217;s reason enough to smile.</p>
<p><strong>S &#8211; Season:</strong><br />
Autumn, def. We once went to Bath during October and almost crashed the car during the drive cos we kept gasping at the foliage.</p>
<p><strong>T &#8211; Tag three people:</strong><br />
Hasn&#8217;t everyone done this thing already? If anyone&#8217;s out there who hasn&#8217;t, pls do take it up.</p>
<p><strong>U &#8211; Unknown fact about me:</strong><br />
Er, kinda defeats the point, methinks but well, let&#8217;s see&#8230;. I have no special skills to speak of &#8211; singing, dancing, playing instruments, crafting, even driving the frigging car &#8211; nada.</p>
<p><strong>V &#8211; Vegetable you do not like:</strong><br />
Broccoli. Blech.</p>
<p><strong>W &#8211; Worst habit:</strong><br />
Too many to list here.</p>
<p><strong>X &#8211; x-rays you have had:</strong><br />
Teeth, chest.</p>
<p><strong>Y &#8211; Your favorite food:</strong><br />
TamBram, Gujju, Tandoori, Italian, Indo-Chinese, Mexican</p>
<p><strong>Z &#8211; Zodiac:</strong><br />
Cancer</p>
<p>Phew!</p>
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		<title>The Therapeutic Tag</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 08:29:58 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, yeah, yeah, tag time again. But for once, it is a nice one. A cuddly-wuddly, squidgy one. And of course <a href="http://indiequill.wordpress.com" target="_blank">Ams</a> tagged  me on to it! So here goes:</p>
<p>I am to list</p>
<ol>
<li>ten things I miss having in my life now</li>
<li>ten things I hope to accomplish in the next decade</li>
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<p>Oh boy! Next decade &#8211; scary thought, that! Esp as I am staring the big 3-0 in the face and I cannot, for the life of me, envisage staring at the bigger 4-0. And, this is a big and, my itty bitty baby boy will be a teenager! GAK! Anyhoo, here&#8217;s ten things I  miss having in my life just now.</p>
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<li>I miss the fact that I cannot just take a rick and land on my gran&#8217;s doorstep and let her spoil me rotten. And get her to make me upma with contraband (read onions) !</li>
<li>The last time I was at college, I used to get up well after 8 AM, have a lazy coffee and grub at the right time, which miraculously appeared on demand, pocket money and a licence to roam the streets of Chennai. Things cannot be any more different this time around!</li>
<li>Hanging out with my mates &#8211; didn&#8217;t appreciate it enough when I could do it whenever. Now, when I go for days without getting the opportunity for a good chinwag, I so miss having the girlfriends around.</li>
<li>Going to the beach &#8211; there&#8217;s nothing to beat going to Elliot&#8217;s beach as the sun is setting. The <a href="http://desigirl.net.in/blog/2006/11/13/beachkku-jaana-beachukku-jaana/" target="_blank">English beaches</a> always leave me with the feeling of &#8216;is this it?&#8217;</li>
<li>Gangothri &#8211; that delectable haven of chaat and assorted stuff, opposite <a href="http://www.stellamariscollege.org/" target="_blank">Stella Maris</a>, which was one of my favourite joint throughout my college years and where the <em>bhaaisaab</em> did his best to remove my stomach lining. Ahh!</li>
<li><a href="http://desigirl.net.in/blog/2007/07/06/indian-summer/" target="_blank">Summer holidays</a> from when I was a wee thing, which were spent guarding the <em>vathal </em>from the evil crows &#8211; which meant we get to eat the half-dry <em>vathal</em> and blame it on the winged beasts. BWAHAHA!</li>
<li>Sitting on the walls of the colony well in the grounds of Krupa Colony, under the shady gulmohar trees and watching the world go by.</li>
<li>Those innocent days of fun when going out with friends meant a samosa at Hot Chips and a Tamil movie at Udhayam theatre. When we graduated to Sathyam Theatre complex, boy did we feel grown up or what?</li>
<li>The auto ride to the Std X board exam centre with my gang of friends &#8211; and being chided by my once-close friend on my woefully lacking prep!</li>
<li>Sitting around vetti on  an afternoon surrounded by the whole family including my cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. Though my granddad invariably shouted us down or hogged the remote, it was still fun!</li>
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<p>Now for the second, arguably difficult part of the tag. Ten things I&#8217;d like to do before I hit 40! (Ye gods!) Well, I made a fundu list for the 3-0 &#8211; I think I did about 2 out of the 10. Let&#8217;s hope I have better luck with this one!</p>
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<li>Bunjee &#8211; I really, really want to bunjee jump. Possibly somewhere spectacularly scenic like Switzerland or NZ.</li>
<li>Visit New Zealand. It has been my dream place to visit since Lord of the Rings. Oh and Ireland too. The West Country, to be exact.</li>
<li>Learn to play the veena. I started learning and as with everything with me, lost interest after about 3.5 seconds and that was the end of that. No, I&#8217;m lying &#8211; I lost interest when I tightened the strings a bit over zealously and the ruddy thing twanged and slashed me across my face!</li>
<li>Go trekking &#8211; which means getting decently fit first!</li>
<li>Get a  driving licence.  Anyone who laughs will be shot unceremoniously.Ditto for swimming. Ditto threat.</li>
<li>Get back into pre-Pratik shape. Double ditto threat.</li>
<li>See the Taj Mahal in the moonlight. Hopefully that&#8217;ll mean less hawkers and gawkers around and the joint will seem less blah and more wowee in the soft light.</li>
<li>Get a pet dog. A Labrador who comes to me as a wee pup and then grows up to tower over us all. Who scares the pants of anyone who comes near but dissolves into a puddle when I pet him <img src='http://www.lavanyad.com/home/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </li>
<li>Have my own company &#8211; terribly successfu, of course, making us pots of money.</li>
<li>Another baby &#8211; a girl this time. sigh</li>
</ol>
<p>Ok time to pass it around. Don&#8217;t beat me up, saddos. This is such a nice tag to do so wipe that grim look off your faces and hop to it. With that, I tag <a href="http://apusworld.wordpress.com" target="_blank">Apu</a>, <a href="http://www.swingingpuss.com" target="_blank">Dee</a>, <a href="http://blogpourri.blogspot.com" target="_blank">Suj</a> and <a href="http://themadmomma.com" target="_blank">MM</a>.</p>
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