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Blank Noise

You might be knowing about this project named 'Blank Noise Project' dealing with Street Harassment. Harassment: The actual meaning of this term is: Tormenting by continued persistent attacks and criticism So, harassment is not only physical in nature but also psychological... Alas... it is a pity that many of us don't know this!! Many a times, in the past, I have stared at girls, not because I felt so, but because all my age members were doing so... I never thought that it will be a form of harassment to the girls... When I initially felt bad when my 'friends' and 'classmates' stared at girls, they told me that 'As per William Wordsworth, a thing of beauty is a joy forever ' Of late, from when I got to know of this project, I have considerably reduced looking at girls... I don't want to be known as a 'Tormentor'. I have an elder sister, a mom, and have been grown up along with girls, cousins, friends and others and now I realise how cruel...

Marrying a Gold Mine

GAWD!!! Someone give these people some gyaan!!! Got this picture as Miandad's Son and Dawood's Daughter.... Not sure abt the authenticity... But this is tooooooooo much!!!!

A Bitter Reality !! :o(

Disclaimer: This is just a forwarded mail that I am posting on to MY BLOG. No offence meant to anyone ONE BEDROOM FLAT... AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER'S LIFE... Article By an Indian SE who was in US. - A Bitter Reality As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India. My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed,two years of Burgers at McDonald's and p...