<?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-2271850242830869658</id><updated>2012-01-20T08:37:13.705-08:00</updated><category term='december'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Fun and Festivals'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>My Stretch Marks</title><subtitle type='html'>All about Pinocchio,my little lamb</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-7570714805986138665</id><published>2010-12-11T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T02:23:21.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Takeaways</title><content type='html'>Today I went to my son's playschool to attend a talk by a renowned paediatrician.&lt;br /&gt;The common concerns were addressed and the take away's are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont panic in case of any emergency. Anxiety makes your child assume something is terribly wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont be too concerned that the child is lean and not eating properly. Unless the child is reporting some growth percentage, is active and is resistant, then you can be assured that he/she is healthy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont force food or fruits which they dont like. Aversions take a longer time to break. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Antibiotics must be avoided unless absolutely necessary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of the optional vaccines need to be given to children. Parents needs to keenly analyse and select the desired optional vaccines.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-7570714805986138665?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7570714805986138665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=7570714805986138665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7570714805986138665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7570714805986138665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2010/12/saturday-morning-takeaways.html' title='Saturday Morning Takeaways'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-5304316850040339813</id><published>2010-05-13T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:18:32.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say "No" to Plastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470789571872708258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/S-wmIVBiVqI/AAAAAAAAF_w/8RWKpaltKR4/s200/jute123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us are quite aware that Plastic is toxic and takes umpteen number of years to decompose. I wanted to do my bit and avoid Plastic, but have always failed while I go shopping. Yesterday I was in a shopping major, where plastic covers were being used in tonnes. This is a usual scene in every mall and would not have caught my attention, unless I noticed the lady ahead of me in the queue took out a jute bag and started piling her billed items into her bag. She would have atleast saved 2 plastic covers on a minimum!! Wee bit from our side to save nature...carry a jute bag while we shop..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-5304316850040339813?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5304316850040339813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=5304316850040339813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5304316850040339813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5304316850040339813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/say-no-to-plastic.html' title='Say &quot;No&quot; to Plastic'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/S-wmIVBiVqI/AAAAAAAAF_w/8RWKpaltKR4/s72-c/jute123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8277672189638734868</id><published>2010-01-16T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:33:18.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2010</title><content type='html'>After a long pause, we are back to the blogging world. Though a little late, wishing you all a very Happy Healthy and prosperous 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8277672189638734868?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8277672189638734868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8277672189638734868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8277672189638734868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8277672189638734868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html' title='Welcome 2010'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-7388054573561276175</id><published>2009-08-02T02:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:59:12.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumar's</title><content type='html'>Ahem....they strike a similar pose. Well, the senior have posed in 2004 and the Jr.Kumar has hit the same pose well in 2009. Body language too..carried by genes..??? !#$! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnVg5K0CDGI/AAAAAAAAFuA/ENy86W7ZTIw/s1600-h/palani2[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365301066353216610" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnVg5K0CDGI/AAAAAAAAFuA/ENy86W7ZTIw/s200/palani2%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnViTYZyhmI/AAAAAAAAFuI/dykPRuIDVkk/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365302616189470306" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnViTYZyhmI/AAAAAAAAFuI/dykPRuIDVkk/s200/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-7388054573561276175?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7388054573561276175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=7388054573561276175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7388054573561276175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7388054573561276175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2009/08/kumars.html' title='Kumar&apos;s'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnVg5K0CDGI/AAAAAAAAFuA/ENy86W7ZTIw/s72-c/palani2%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8664253762702624924</id><published>2009-08-01T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T04:13:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowery Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364950616995402930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnQiKVOGFLI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/CqWMsqh8fJo/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364951632971365858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnQjFeBo_eI/AAAAAAAAFtY/8TJLjB9WN5g/s320/DSC03333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8664253762702624924?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8664253762702624924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8664253762702624924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8664253762702624924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8664253762702624924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2009/08/flowery-transformation.html' title='Flowery Transformation'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SnQiKVOGFLI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/CqWMsqh8fJo/s72-c/DSC01113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-4080059771499054678</id><published>2009-02-21T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:17:24.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had recently been to Salem for a family function and Pinocchio had a good time with everyone. He was playing around with his cousins and enjoying the function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305450899700617666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SaC_e9nukcI/AAAAAAAAEHU/nzLIZTh19w0/s320/DSC02969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SaC_rocDzrI/AAAAAAAAEHc/KI8oY75bS9U/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305451117352832690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SaC_rocDzrI/AAAAAAAAEHc/KI8oY75bS9U/s320/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-4080059771499054678?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4080059771499054678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=4080059771499054678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4080059771499054678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4080059771499054678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/salem-trip.html' title='Salem Trip'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SaC_e9nukcI/AAAAAAAAEHU/nzLIZTh19w0/s72-c/DSC02969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-5332002289412440588</id><published>2009-01-04T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:41:30.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play school reopens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is 05 Jan'2009 - Pinocchio's Play school commences after Christmas and NY holidays. I am excited, a little sad and anxious. May be I was not so tense even when I appeared for my Engineering exams. I am (or well said "was") basically a cool person!!! and now I seem transformed. When I was sick or when I was into any issue....I would not panic much or over react. But when the same scenario is applied to Pinocchio...I notice a paradigm shift in myself. I feel low,a scary feeling runs down my nerves..when I see or hear him cry. May be Motherhood too has a slogan like our US President, both of them reiterating "CHANGE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today he has wept a lot in the car and kept on saying "Schoolku vendam.... Kempoor polam" meaning "Lets go to Kempfort and not to school". My son seems drawn to Kempfort and the Shiva's idol over there. He loves to see the water splashing from Shivji's head. So he is off to school and I am all set to go and pick him up and a post in the meanwhile........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-5332002289412440588?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5332002289412440588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=5332002289412440588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5332002289412440588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5332002289412440588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2009/01/play-school-reopens.html' title='Play school reopens'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-5066250094940053147</id><published>2008-12-30T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:33:20.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye 2008 and Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a post to say Good bye to 2008 - A Personal diary of 2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5 Good things to happen :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Celebrated Pinocchio's first birthday on 10Jan'2008 which was an exciting and wonderful evening party that I will cherish a long way.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811338109618210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVr5aBXBiCI/AAAAAAAABoU/3tr52Ho5-E0/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) My promotion came up this year. After being in the IT industry for 5 years, I am considered a technical analyst anymore..Wow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) My hubby PK's assignment to New Jersey and his travel on 22Aug'2008. ( Still I miss dear!!!). I bade a sweet Bon Voyage to him but after he left and when I was returning from airport...ho..how sad I was...my tears reflected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) My sister took over an assignment with an IT major. This is her first job after her college. All set to complete her training and take up the hot programmer job :) So all the best my dear sister J..have a great year ahead!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) A very happy news is that Lil Pinocchio is growing really fast!!! Time flies...the bundle of joy which came to the world all wrapped in a small towel....is now walking,running,playing,talking, eating noodles and more importantly going to Playschool. Hip Hip Hurray!!! (Anti Jinx...U have to keep an eye here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5 things that hurt me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) 26/11 Terror attack did hurt me immensely and the dent cannot be healed. Let all the innocent soul rest in peace....What else can I think of. I feel helpless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) My maternal grandpa passed away this March'8 2008. A very wise person he was and was very close to my heart passed away due to ill health. Was a very sad day and it did hurt me badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) Pinocchio fell ill this December and he has blood and mucus in his stools. But as we noticed frank blood, we took him to a Paediatric Surgeon to confirm and clarify that there was no complexity other than the infection. The Ped was very experienced and he internally examined him by inserting his finger into the little one's anal area. Oh..my heart bled the very moment looking at my dear son weep. He stopped weeping the minute he came over to me and when doctor said he was completely fine, I was soothed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) Recently the suicide news caused by increasing debts in newspapers scares me...!! Oh..how one needs to juggle between multiple things in life...still ensure to hit a striking balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) On an official front, my project for which I was working for the past 4 years is lost to a vendor competitor. Though its not a hurting news...still a sad sigh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My wish in 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A peaceful world with no war, no terror strikes, no communal riots. Lets all work hard and grow heights. Lets nurture a peaceful and positive world for the generations to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GOOD BYE 2008 AND WELCOME 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-5066250094940053147?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5066250094940053147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=5066250094940053147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5066250094940053147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5066250094940053147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-bye-2008-and-welcome-2009.html' title='Good Bye 2008 and Welcome 2009'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVr5aBXBiCI/AAAAAAAABoU/3tr52Ho5-E0/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-1212740688913149550</id><published>2008-12-30T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:04:49.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='december'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>December Updates - Year end Review !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a few recent updates : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a) Pinocchio is currently enjoying his Christmas and New year holidays. Wow..wat a bliss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;b) The good this month is he is speaking a lot as if he was a orator since ages. The bad is he does not give anyone a chance to speak as he is non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;c) He wants to be addressed as "LALLA" ( the effect of JaiShriKrishna on Colors TV).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;d) The "Chanta Clas' (read: Santa Claus) is the most happening word since a week's time. The Santa Claus that we have put up reads books,listens to rhymes,eats food and does everything that Pinocchio wants him to do :) yes.....he rules the poor Santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;e) Pinocchio is growing adamant since the past 10 days. He is furious too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;f) Loves removing stickers from "Aladdin" series comic and tries to paste it coherently at the correct space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Though the image and the slot match, he sticks in all his favourite directions...so a tilted parrot,upward flowing waterfall,vertically sleeping horse.....all are special features of this book. And this book is for sale too...because he suddenly starts selling his book for "Then Rubees". (Ten Rupees)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;I have noticed lot of changes this December with the little one. He was sick last fortnight and so looks skinny. Albeit he is a complete active toddler and I hardly find time to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVntHMW0iJI/AAAAAAAABns/xVhECrXEyvw/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285516345527797906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVntHMW0iJI/AAAAAAAABns/xVhECrXEyvw/s320/DSC02785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285517194392392226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVnt4mn6UiI/AAAAAAAABn8/yTAsDBqpyKQ/s320/DSC02743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285517663180560578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVnuT4_uGMI/AAAAAAAABoE/3q8V3aRonDU/s320/DSC02789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Pinocchio is modelling for Vests and Briefs....Handsome Six pack guy..aah!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285518016508135986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVnuodPlCjI/AAAAAAAABoM/_04CunWLorc/s320/DSC02731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-1212740688913149550?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1212740688913149550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=1212740688913149550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1212740688913149550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1212740688913149550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-few-recent-updates-pinocchio-is.html' title='December Updates - Year end Review !!!'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SVntHMW0iJI/AAAAAAAABns/xVhECrXEyvw/s72-c/DSC02785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-6981130031425979646</id><published>2008-12-06T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:43:52.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to DH</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to my dear hubby. PK..pls check out this song from Varanam Aayiram....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=zBlrDnIEc44"&gt;http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=zBlrDnIEc44&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I am greatly attracted to this track and it is sung by Sudha Ragunathan, giving the song a carnatic blend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-6981130031425979646?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6981130031425979646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=6981130031425979646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6981130031425979646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6981130031425979646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/dedicated-to-dh.html' title='Dedicated to DH'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-2897315100732491941</id><published>2008-12-03T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:37:32.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinocchio goes to Playschool !@!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, it was a decision out of a spark when I found the right playschool for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; after a good long careful scrutiny of schools around my place. I had a set of must-have criteria,which this play school met and I am really happy to have found one nice cozy school like this one. The day 3rd December'2008 seemed to be an auspicious day and so Pinocchio was admitted to School. As with his dad being away, it was myself and my mom who took him for this great event in his life. I had bought a nice attractive school bag,a teddy water bottle and a snack box to lure him to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today the day began early for me. To be true I could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; sleep the whole last night with the fear of how Pinocchio will behave today. His weeping face was flowing through my mind all night disturbing me to settle down.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; got up at 8:00 and we had him brush and bath and get ready. This was all done in the way he likes rather than the way it should be done....he ate his tooth paste, poured water all around the bath room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skated&lt;/span&gt; in the soap lather.All this was permitted today because in another few hours this little one is going to be away from us, in absolute new hands, he will see new faces and be with them. Since the past 23 months, he is used to move on with only 5 to 6 members of our family, he would just drop a sweet smile and a hello to anyone new but would never go to them. With all this thoughts floating around, my head was heavy, the heart beating higher and it was most palpable that my pressure would have been high. Pinocchio hardly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;munched&lt;/span&gt; half a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;idli&lt;/span&gt; and he somehow drank half a glass of milk. Then he was let to play around so that his tummy was not full when he was put to school, which may result in a puking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276499086915500818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/STnj9qVFexI/AAAAAAAABmw/_rYZuA97oHc/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;                   This snap was taken after Pinochhio was back Home after school....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yippee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 9:30 am in the morning we entered the school campus,when the school was ON and the morning prayers were going on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; immediately identified where he was and started shrugging his grand mom more closely. While I filled up the form and did other formalities, he was shrugging my mom tightly and watching the tiny tots pray. The Principal was a well experienced elderly lady and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;adviced&lt;/span&gt; me to leave him for an hour for the next three days. But Pinocchio rejected to get on to his Principal and was struck to me like his favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Incy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wincy&lt;/span&gt; spider. She seized and took him inside the school and we witnessed the weeping session commence. I felt extremely sad to leave him but the school folks signalled me to leave. I came out of the campus but had no guts to leave the place. Me and my mom had to wait for an hour to pick Pinocchio back. So we were roaming around the place and the watchman of the school premises was a nice gentlemen who would signal us every now and then about how Pinocchio was doing. After another 30 minutes., I moved towards the school but he did signal that his crying has reduced and so we can extend for another 30 minutes. I would have looked at my watch 10 times in the next 30 minutes and rushed to see what was happening with my dear son. He was seated next to a teacher and was sobbing lightly and chatting with her. Oops...this would be another happy moment of life I would preserve deep in my memories.....I felt I got back someone I missed (for an hour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-2897315100732491941?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2897315100732491941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=2897315100732491941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/2897315100732491941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/2897315100732491941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/12/pinocchio-goes-to-playschool.html' title='Pinocchio goes to Playschool !@!'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/STnj9qVFexI/AAAAAAAABmw/_rYZuA97oHc/s72-c/DSC02689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-2435303157782988433</id><published>2008-11-27T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:43:42.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playschool programme postponed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pinocchio is 2 months to 2 years and I was initially planning to admit him to a playschool when he will be around 1.10 years. This thought of putting him in a playgroup rather grew this month when I could nt put up with his tantrums. Not sure if this is the shadowing effect of the terrible two's but my son is turning fussy for everything. So far he was not a very fussy eater, which he is now. He has developed a sudden strong liking towards chocolates....I do understand that all kids are lured to chocolates but there is a count to the candy he intakes right!!! He goes non-stop repeating "choccie" till you give in to his demand. He was completely potty trained and he would always use his potty since 18 months but there is a absolute paradigm shift. Now that he climbs on some furniture say either the deewan or the bed and beckons my attention by calling rather screaming "amma amma" and when I look at him, he pours out or does susu. What will I do with this toddler who tests my patience so much ? Having said all this, you know how inclined I would be to put him in a playschool. So I was looking for a playschool that satisfies my criteria and priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a few minutes back, when I got up at 6:30 and found the weather to be so bad and cozy, I have resolved that I will put up with this little daemon for another two months and so have postponed his school plans to January when Pinocchio will complete his two years . Its so cozy and dark, that I myself at 26 years want to nap for few more hours.....why should my little dear son have a time slot to fix and get up ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-2435303157782988433?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2435303157782988433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=2435303157782988433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/2435303157782988433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/2435303157782988433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/playschool-programme-postponed.html' title='Playschool programme postponed'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-6557504784476975380</id><published>2008-11-10T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T06:15:28.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If A is for Apple,why not B for Biriyani...uuh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today me and mom had planned to visit the new branch of foodie chain Nagarjuna in Indiranagar.Somehow the plan got dropped as our car driver did not turn up.It was already 12 noon and I was more inclined to eat chicken biriyani and finally I decided to give it a shot though my store was running out of many requisite ingredients.My scootie never betrays me....and here I was with all shopping done in the next 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;By 2 in the noon...the biriyani was ready ..so it ideally took 120 minutes from scratch....he he...really from scratch say getting the chicken from butcher's :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267029585715160274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SRg_gJYGZNI/AAAAAAAABSA/DY-ueGoqagE/s400/DSC02655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here goes my mom's recipe for this mouth watering stuff ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ingredients : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;JeeraSambha Rice - 1/2 kg (2 cups) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chicken - 500 gms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ginger garlic paste - 4 tsps Mint - 1 bunch Coriander leaves - 1/2 bunch Green chillies - 5 Chilli Powder - 2 tsps Garam Masala Powder -1 tsps Coconut Milk - 1 cup Onion - 2 large ones Tomato - 2 medium sized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Method : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) Wash chicken and marinate in curd and a tspn of chilli powder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) Make course paste of onion.Grind the tomato and get rich puree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Make a course paste of coriander,mint and green chillies together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This leaves us with three different pastes from step (b) and (c).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Heat oil in a pressure cooker and add cloves,cinnamon, bay leaf and cardamom. Allow them to split.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e) Once done, add the onion paste and saute till it turns golden brown and till the raw smell is all off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;f) Add the ginger garlic paste,followed by the green paste and saute them well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;g) This will be followed by tomato puree,chilli powder and garam masala. Saute all the contents, till the mixture disgorges the oil out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h) Add the marinated chicken to this paste and mix the ingredients well. Add requisite salt and pressure cook the stuff till a single whistle is thrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;g) Now, remove the lid,add the soaked rice to the mixture and add 2 cups of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h) Let the rice cook without the lid for another 5 minutes,now that the rice is half cooked, add the coconut milk and stir well. Pressure cook for 8 to 10 minutes in low flame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There you go...the yummy biriyani....it really did touch my G-spot as the taste was well maintained and was neither very spicy nor bland. Taste buds well satiated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-6557504784476975380?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6557504784476975380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=6557504784476975380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6557504784476975380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6557504784476975380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-is-for-applewhy-not-b-for.html' title='If A is for Apple,why not B for Biriyani...uuh?'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SRg_gJYGZNI/AAAAAAAABSA/DY-ueGoqagE/s72-c/DSC02655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-7997848724465203031</id><published>2008-11-03T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T04:03:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;------- Scene of the day --------&lt;br /&gt;Its Potty time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; is wonderfully seated on the potty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had recently bought a Tom and Jerry Kids tooth paste and the process of brushing his teeth with this new paste is so tempting that the little one wants to get away from shitting and the potty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To deviate him, I was conversing with him...it started like :&lt;br /&gt;Me : Whom do u like Tom or Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pin : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yeli&lt;/span&gt; (rat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and u like mickey or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Minnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pin : (spontaneously) Minnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : Oh is it...and u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like Dora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pin : Dora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pikkum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pikkum&lt;/span&gt; (means I like Dora)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...so is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dora&lt;/span&gt; or Minnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pin : Dora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;..and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thumba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ista&lt;/span&gt;.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thumba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ista&lt;/span&gt; in Kannada means more I like more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pin : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ABCD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sollu&lt;/span&gt; ma..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;amma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ABCD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sollu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like Dora teaches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ABCD&lt;/span&gt; in one of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; and so the very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;thought of&lt;/span&gt; Dora reminds him of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ABCD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Recently since 15 days I notice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt; transforming into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;bilingualist&lt;/span&gt; speaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;kannada&lt;/span&gt; with equal ease but this drops me into complete astonishment. I have been in Bangalore for the past five years but hardly could I make a sentence in Kannada without any flaws.We speak Tamil in our household and so its quite natural for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Pinnochio&lt;/span&gt; to get accustomed to Tamil and speak Tamil with ease which he does.Now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kannada&lt;/span&gt; background,we have a live-in house maid who speaks only Kannada and she has been conversing with Pinnochio in Kannada since he was 8 months. I have never given this a thought and had never imagined Pinocchio to speak in Kannada even in my wild dreams.The most interesting fact is that he does not mix languages and speaks the appropriate language to the right person.&lt;br /&gt;He will outgrow 22 months this Nov 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; and makes 3 to 4 word sentences like :&lt;br /&gt;In Tamil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Bappukku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;pattasuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;romba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;bayam&lt;/span&gt; @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Bappu&lt;/span&gt; is scared of crackers@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Mummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;baba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;koyil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;polama&lt;/span&gt; @Mummy..shall we go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;baba&lt;/span&gt; temple@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Bappuku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;vijay&lt;/span&gt; mama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;romba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;pikkum&lt;/span&gt; @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Bappu&lt;/span&gt; likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Vijay&lt;/span&gt; mama@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;chinhg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ich&lt;/span&gt; king &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;paatu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;podu&lt;/span&gt;.. @Play Singh is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;King&lt;/span&gt; song@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Acchi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;madiyela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;pathu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;mammu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;kudi&lt;/span&gt; @Will lay on grandma's lap n drink milk@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Kannada :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Bappuku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;dhodda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;chocci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;beku&lt;/span&gt; @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Bappu&lt;/span&gt; wants big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;choccie&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;chappathi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;maadi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;kodi&lt;/span&gt; @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;chappathi&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Bappu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;dhodda&lt;/span&gt; papa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;aayi&lt;/span&gt; @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;Bappu&lt;/span&gt; is a big baby@ and this he says standing on some tall object say over his dad's bike or on the kitchen slab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt;..dress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;bicchu&lt;/span&gt;...dress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;beda&lt;/span&gt; @Remove my dress..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want dress@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thus goes the little express...I am both excited and astonished as how these little kids neural network is so smart...I confess..human brain is beyond comparison and no machine can replace..why replace..can even be a analogy to human brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-7997848724465203031?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7997848724465203031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=7997848724465203031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7997848724465203031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/7997848724465203031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-little-wonder.html' title='My Little Wonder'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-5154534931405164902</id><published>2008-10-27T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:35:31.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun and Festivals'/><title type='text'>Diwali - Count down 1</title><content type='html'>Wow...the festival has come and gone so fast. We celebrated well but Pinocchio was initially so scared of the bombs and high sounding crackers that he did not sleep the whole Sunday night. He completely hesitated to sleep and would get up and scream "yena&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pattasuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bayam&lt;/span&gt; ma"(read : I am scared of crackers) and for every burst that went in the air he could repeat this,it was funny in the beginning but when these tantrums went never ending till three in the morning,oops it was irritating and left me with no energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQZq869qQfI/AAAAAAAABP4/wCqlpx8GIdI/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262010809481576946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQZq869qQfI/AAAAAAAABP4/wCqlpx8GIdI/s320/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQZrQUlqHqI/AAAAAAAABQA/mJVv4p773dc/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262011142777740962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQZrQUlqHqI/AAAAAAAABQA/mJVv4p773dc/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinocchio on the left celebrating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diwali&lt;/span&gt; and DH had a divine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diwali&lt;/span&gt;  visiting this temple in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bridge stone&lt;/span&gt;,NJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-5154534931405164902?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5154534931405164902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=5154534931405164902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5154534931405164902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/5154534931405164902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/diwali-count-down-1.html' title='Diwali - Count down 1'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQZq869qQfI/AAAAAAAABP4/wCqlpx8GIdI/s72-c/DSC02633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8647222695612630934</id><published>2008-10-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:13:07.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali - Count down 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we set off on the bursting ship with all crackers. Pinocchio was initially scared to hold the electric sparkles but very soon, he got accustomed. He still seems scared when atom bombs or high decibel crackers are being fired.The little one wants to cry but he feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to weep I suppose, that he disposes his fear and acts a strong gentle-boy.(This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XY&lt;/span&gt; chromosome effect is it?). &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQUy8ffGSNI/AAAAAAAABEc/xm4UpNb0rMY/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261670197520645346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s200/DSC01446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQUy8ffGSNI/AAAAAAAABEc/xm4UpNb0rMY/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261667754477766866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQUy8ffGSNI/AAAAAAAABEc/xm4UpNb0rMY/s200/DSC02622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQUy8ffGSNI/AAAAAAAABEc/xm4UpNb0rMY/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Diwali fell on Nov 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;,Pinocchio with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appa&lt;/span&gt; is on the left while this Diwali,this gentle boy is bursting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crackers with&lt;/span&gt; little support from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thatha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I am all set in front of Television clicking the remote &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; re-visiting channels,munching all varieties of snacks,playing and running across with Pinocchio dear. Wow...life and this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;diwali&lt;/span&gt; can be no better. But still if my dear husband and my lovely sister have been around,it would be more fulfilling. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tat's&lt;/span&gt; OK. Happy Diwali to dear hubby who is NJ and to my lovely sister J at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Trivandrum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8647222695612630934?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8647222695612630934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8647222695612630934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8647222695612630934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8647222695612630934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/diwali-count-down-2.html' title='Diwali - Count down 2'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQU1Ksh6POI/AAAAAAAABEk/beNK4fqVwmE/s72-c/DSC01446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-4665239284258424620</id><published>2008-10-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:52:37.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali - Count down 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The festival of lights is approaching and me and Pinocchio are really excited. Mom is busy trying all sweets and savouries for the festival. Me and Pinocchio had fun watching the way the snacks n sweets were prepared. I did not buy in the idea of preparing sweets at home but mom wanted to as she felt the culture is getting lost. She derives lots of happiness and satisfaction making sweets for festivals and functions and so she is all set with the cookery work.This time Pinocchio,the critic tasted all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Acchi's&lt;/span&gt; preparation and was like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nallarkku&lt;/span&gt;" (read : good) for a few and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vendam&lt;/span&gt;"(read :&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want) for a few(probably he dint like)....u are growing fast dear Pinocchio!$!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtJe0Iq6I/AAAAAAAABD0/GfFQ3hArfak/s1600-h/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098430612679586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtJe0Iq6I/AAAAAAAABD0/GfFQ3hArfak/s200/DSC02604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMu80bCCRI/AAAAAAAABEM/ADjx7S9vOC4/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261100412097923346" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMu80bCCRI/AAAAAAAABEM/ADjx7S9vOC4/s200/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtoUoxAzI/AAAAAAAABD8/n-rNGHJJuQg/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtoUoxAzI/AAAAAAAABD8/n-rNGHJJuQg/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtoUoxAzI/AAAAAAAABD8/n-rNGHJJuQg/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098960456581938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtoUoxAzI/AAAAAAAABD8/n-rNGHJJuQg/s200/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMvJZJX6sI/AAAAAAAABEU/LUbEm9-qA8A/s1600-h/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261100628114401986" style="WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMvJZJX6sI/AAAAAAAABEU/LUbEm9-qA8A/s200/DSC02606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As of now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Laddu&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Somasi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thattai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Murukku&lt;/span&gt;(clockwise from top left) is ready. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jamoon&lt;/span&gt; and mixture is on the way.....all yummy stuff. DH....u r missing the sweets n savouries right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bangalore is wet today due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;continuous&lt;/span&gt; rains and so we have not yet opened the crackers box.Pinocchio is all exited to burst crackers,not sure if he will be happy or be scared..I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; have to wait and watch till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-4665239284258424620?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4665239284258424620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=4665239284258424620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4665239284258424620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4665239284258424620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/diwali-count-down-3.html' title='Diwali - Count down 3'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQMtJe0Iq6I/AAAAAAAABD0/GfFQ3hArfak/s72-c/DSC02604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-3455878961393163450</id><published>2008-10-23T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:10:52.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom's separation anxiety...Sounds Weird..?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey all,my name is Pinocchio and for a change I am blogging today cos amma is suddenly sad today because appa went to New Jersey some 2 months back the same day and she is suffering from separation anxiety. So its 60 days since me and amma met appa and we are missing appa a lot.I wish I cud see you immediately daddypa.I still get reminded dad as how u used to lift me and hug me when you come back from office.Appa...nowadays this mom is very busy at work,I want her to play with me always,but she says mom has oodles of home work and sits with that laptop always.Then mornings she hardly plays with me. She is very busy on some phone calls...she calls them err..some conference calls.Then she picks her bag and her laptop and says "Mom is going to office and will be back soon. U must eat well and be a good boy". I am bored of this dialogue and then as usual I cry as I don't want mom to leave me. Nowadays mom is growing clever....she is not telling me and she goes off without reporting to me. He..He..I know what I need to do,when I see mom dressed up in the morning, I go and stand close to the drawing room door...now how will she escape???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260319691278081858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQBo44ufX0I/AAAAAAAABDs/RJZa8NyGhPg/s320/monkey__i%2520sure%2520do%2520miss%2520u.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Appa..I don't have anyone to support me now. Amma wants me to be a very very good boy which I am not. She does not let me play with water. She wants me to eat all that she gives. She wants me to sit and play with my toys. Yesterday I did susu in the carpet and she is yelling at me. What will I do? I wanted to susu and I did..how on earth will I know that I am standing on her favourite carpet? Then acchi(grandma) always pampers me and so I like her a lot. She takes me to all temples around and plays ball with me. She is my best friend.Me and acchi count numbers when we climb the stairs. But still when amma scolds me, no one supports. They are all silent and I don't know why.Appa and one more..amma is taking me for granted..today she asked me to pick up the newspaper from the table which I promptly bought and gave her though I hate her reading the newspaper.I can tear the whole bunch in 2 minutes but every day she spends 20 minutes on the same paper.Following this she wants me to put her tea cup into the sink. Oh no...I replied saying "Nee poi podu ma" and she looks bewildered.If you were here, you would have supported me.Dad..please tell mom that I don't like wearing socks,sweater and cap. She insists in me wearing them as Blore weather is cold but whatsoever I don't want to wear.Appa..amma is feeling bad looking at your recent snaps that you have lost lot of weight and even I feel you look skinny pa. Eat well like me..do let me know in case you need Pediasure. Acchi and mom always say if I drink Pediasure, I will become fat and grow tall...so please drink two glasses of Pediasure everday.Appa..everyday when you talk to me and mom in the laptop, I call you 'Ba daddypa..ba", but why are you just sitting inside the laptop and not coming out? Tomorrow morning when you talk on the laptop....please come out na..I will be waiting for you and please don't forget to bring two chocie and two ballons. Bye...c u tomorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-3455878961393163450?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3455878961393163450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=3455878961393163450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/3455878961393163450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/3455878961393163450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-allmy-name-is-pinocchio-and-for.html' title='My mom&apos;s separation anxiety...Sounds Weird..?!?'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SQBo44ufX0I/AAAAAAAABDs/RJZa8NyGhPg/s72-c/monkey__i%2520sure%2520do%2520miss%2520u.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-9081734555633196376</id><published>2008-10-20T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:53:31.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear to cut Pinocchio's nails...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As the title suggests, yes I suffer from this "Nailcuttophobia"..u see. Oops not to cut my nails....I am totally scared to cut Pinocchio nails though he is 21 months old now. I have tried my best to cut the little one's nails but still in vain. I am worried that I would land up cutting his fingertip or the side skin and I am still unable to overcome this fear and its always been my mom and sometimes my sister who take up this critical task. Does anyone have/know a acronym for this phobia else err...I have contributed a word to the phobia's list. So how to coin a term for "Fear to cut/trim one's baby's nails".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-9081734555633196376?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9081734555633196376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=9081734555633196376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/9081734555633196376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/9081734555633196376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/fear-to-cut-pinocchios-nails.html' title='Fear to cut Pinocchio&apos;s nails...'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-4606106904004854294</id><published>2008-10-18T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:50:13.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Pounds - Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well all said in part one, I am out of shape weighing 57 kg with a bulging tummy,the vanity of motherhood. The next agenda is to lose oodles of pounds and target those fat cells exclusively in the tummy,forearm and hip.Weight loss programmes are quiet wide in market all shining around with every new technology ranging from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lipolysis&lt;/span&gt;,power yoga,tummy trim and tuck,laser weight loss,cardiac exercise and so on. Now the ball lies on to you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt; what next, in my case I am not aiming a size zero and I am not obese in the other way...I ideally want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; a toned body with no sagging pounds here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now the weight loss programme I have formulated myself after a good great analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPqQa-aO_7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/Itwza8pG6n8/s1600-h/weight-loss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258674308012507058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPqQa-aO_7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/Itwza8pG6n8/s320/weight-loss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a) Be happy and I will no more dump my head with things that are beyond my control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b) Drink more of water and fluids(fat free milk, butter milk and no aerated drinks).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;c) No more counting on calories.Yes,I need to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; but research says for every piece of food that goes into your mouth, the brain should send out happy waves and not just act as a calorie calculator, where in you tend to over eat and this will build more calories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;d) Add more of LITE and SLIM foods available in market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e) More of vegetables,fruits and less of fried stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;f) I have enrolled myself in a Weight Loss and Figure correction course .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that I am already on the above schedule since a month , I notice myself losing pounds although not significant enough for anyone else to appreciate..err only after I question my folks if I have lost weight they would think and say..Yes man,u have..mm. I have given myself a good period of another 75 days and hopefully I will have a bashing 2009 with slimmer me :)&lt;br /&gt;My hubby who is in NJ, miles apart from me and our little prince seems to have lost enough pounds just by starving as he is self cooking .(more importantly missing my lovely food u see :)).Err...my culinary skills seems great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear hubby..what a lovely pair we make. You strive to increase your pounds and I want to get rid of them.Opposite poles attract, so that's nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish there was a executable like this which would swap our weights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;#include @weightcalculator.h@ &lt;weightreduce.h&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;void weightneutralize(struct *me_ptr,struct *hubby_ptr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;{&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;temp = extrapounds(*me_ptr); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me_ptr-&gt;pounds = (int)me_ptr-&gt;pounds - temp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hubby_ptr-&gt;pounds = (int)hubby_ptr-&gt;pounds + temp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Oh..this lovely executable would turn us into our desired shapes WITHOUT ANY EFFORT FROM OUR ENDS.How I wish C execs can work on humans rather than just variables.DH..I dedicate this segment to you ....hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; more pounds and I lose much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-4606106904004854294?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4606106904004854294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=4606106904004854294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4606106904004854294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/4606106904004854294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-about-pounds-part-two.html' title='All about Pounds - Part Two'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPqQa-aO_7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/Itwza8pG6n8/s72-c/weight-loss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-6891989461514513153</id><published>2008-10-18T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:28:30.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Pounds - Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After maternity, my pounds have raised and I went out of shape so much so that my wardrobe can be well classified as BP and AP (Before and After Pinocchio arrival).Now a little background, I delivered Pinocchio through C section and so had difficulty doing those exercises my gynec has prescribed. Added to this, Pinocchio was a complete colic baby, crying all through day and night during the initial three months. And the worst was I had difficulty feeding Pinocchio during the nascent weeks of his birth. The lactation was good but he would not suck. So as per the ped's advice, we started formula which has to be fed on a spoon. She had insisted that I should neither use a sucker nor a bottle in haste to fill my young ones tummy.But you know the Indian traditional circle treats a woman who does not breast feed her baby as the most sinful creature ever on earth. I always wanted to breastfeed and for your information,I am not participating in a beauty peagent or trying to be a diva but I was trying intelligently to resolve this. My Gynec and Ped very clearly explained that any pressure on the mother's head has a direct effect on her mammary glands. They assured me to keep on trying and very soon Pinocchio will know to suck. As per them, this is a very common problem for all first time mother's and once the baby is hungry, he will learn this art himself.But due to pressure from various sources I gave in to the usage of a suckers against my mom's plea and warning.Pinocchio was quite fine with the sucker while I had difficulty holding the sucker for hours during night times. All this drama and dilemma led me to post-partum depression and I was in a bad state of mind emotionally. Exercise...What was that??&lt;br /&gt;------ There ends the lazy bug's justification for no exercise --------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPnGamTqD2I/AAAAAAAABDA/j2SksRtYVn0/s1600-h/WeightLossCartoon1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258452200193658722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPnGamTqD2I/AAAAAAAABDA/j2SksRtYVn0/s320/WeightLossCartoon1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Pinocchio is grown big enough, my soul calls me to shape up.I am going to get back to my normal pounds. My health chart shows I was 66 kg the day before Pinocchio was born where as the day my conception was conformed I was 47 kg.So on a rough calculation, its a 40% weight gain over a 8 month period.Wow...its a record u see..he he. The most bizarre stuff, I gained around 20 kg while the little Pinocchio weighed 2.7 kg. So will the effect of the remnant 17 kg vanish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere suggestion to all expecting mothers is "Please keep an eye on your weight" and my case is a proven example to say the mother's weight has no great effect on the baby's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this goes my maternity and weight gain saga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-6891989461514513153?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6891989461514513153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=6891989461514513153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6891989461514513153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6891989461514513153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-about-pounds-part-one.html' title='All about Pounds - Part One'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPnGamTqD2I/AAAAAAAABDA/j2SksRtYVn0/s72-c/WeightLossCartoon1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8148720664945286615</id><published>2008-10-12T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:28:02.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold and flu - home remedies that works</title><content type='html'>Pinocchio has a bad flu and is down with a running nose since three days.As most kids do,he gets fussy when he is sick and this time was no exception. His sleep is greatly disturbed as he has difficulty breathing during nights.A parents sleep being directly proportional to their child's, I am sleep deprived since two days with eye contours. He gets up in the middle of night often with a scream when he has difficulty breathing. Then either me or my mom pat Pinocchio and positions him so that he breathes comfortably and he is back to sleep again,lest ready to be awake in a hour or two. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPHciUnCUlI/AAAAAAAABAw/OiIwEC0dU98/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is what we try out for Pinacchio when the cold bug bites him : &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPHcxb_k6RI/AAAAAAAABA4/lTFn5yixTYI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256224982004197650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="114" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPHcxb_k6RI/AAAAAAAABA4/lTFn5yixTYI/s200/images.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Nasal Drops and steam inhalation helps Pinocchio a lot. But he is completely hesitant to steam inhale and there is a great push and pull in getting this done. Having said this the steam inhalation is all worthy inspite of all this running around. There is a great relief for the lil one.&lt;br /&gt;b) If there is phlegm accumulated in the chest,then one can hear the whisting sound when the baby coughs, the best option I try for Pinocchio is to apply Vicks on a beetel leaf, heat it in low flame so tat the leaf does not burn off...but is enough to evaporate the Vicks and place the luke warm leaf on the baby's chest. This loosens the dry phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;c) Even cocunut oil warmed with a bit of camphor and turmeric applied all over chest and back helps loosen the accumulated phlegm in the chest and you will notice relief very soon.&lt;br /&gt;d) Tulasi and Karpuravalli juice mixed with honey and luke warm water does wonders. But this has to be ingested for 3 days to see results. I usually start this medication in the nascent stages of infection.&lt;br /&gt;Pinocchio's food chart was hit badly since 3 days and he rejects to have anything...."Vendam" is what he says. All I do is force feed though I very well know I should not. A mom's heart does not know logic u see :). I am little releived this time as my mom is with me and takes care of Pinocchio. She feeds Pinocchio mostly with warm liquids when he is sick and usually gives him in a silver glass rather than a sipper as suction is difficult during throat congestion and cold. Pinocchio is all glad to have a mild mulligatawny soup that mom makes for him with more of cumin, garlic,pepper and dal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoping that Pinocchio will fight back this attack and gets away from this cold without expectorants and anti-biotics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8148720664945286615?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8148720664945286615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8148720664945286615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8148720664945286615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8148720664945286615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/cold-and-flu-home-remedies-that-works.html' title='Cold and flu - home remedies that works'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SPHcxb_k6RI/AAAAAAAABA4/lTFn5yixTYI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-185942590982256924</id><published>2008-10-09T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:32:44.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinocchio watching Kangal Irandal song......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wondering what this is?? Pinocchio watching his favorite song...just a illustration and addendum to the previous post ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SO29xzgPwgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6MwvgyRGHGQ/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255065003547935234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SO29xzgPwgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6MwvgyRGHGQ/s200/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SO29x4EhCkI/AAAAAAAAA_8/A59nnmAK9Tw/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255065004773804610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SO29x4EhCkI/AAAAAAAAA_8/A59nnmAK9Tw/s200/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-185942590982256924?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/185942590982256924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=185942590982256924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/185942590982256924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/185942590982256924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinocchio-watching-kangal-irandal-song.html' title='Pinocchio watching Kangal Irandal song......'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SO29xzgPwgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6MwvgyRGHGQ/s72-c/DSC02575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8273487871493799230</id><published>2008-10-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:32:56.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Filmy Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinocchio recently exhibits a flair for movie tracks and shows great interest for watching them.I doubt if these songs carry any meaning to these lil ones or its just the beat and the rhythm they are attracted to.But Pinocchio's choice of songs drive me crazy and I am unable to draw a line or conclusion in this thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes his favourite track list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Om Namo Narayanaya....kallai mattum kandal from Dasavatharam movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;He gets excited when this song is played.He calls this song "Andal Paatu". Dont know how he tagged this song as "Andal Pattu". And our Dan Brown's encryption for this song is.."Raja...mama...neeni...dhom".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;So to decrypt, there comes a king in this song who throws uncle(read:Kamalhassan) into the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;b) Kangal Irandal from Subramaniapuram...&lt;br /&gt;It is a complete town based romantic track. I wonder how he is drawn towards this song but he adores this song so much that I have not seen him even wink during the track.The cryptic clue here is "Anna..Akka..koyil...sami". Now u all can very well run your imagination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;c) Singh is Kingh....which he says ching z kinz....is one of his favourite numbers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;d) Bappu cant dance wala from Jaane Tu..Na Jaane na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;e) Mukunda Munkunda from Dasavatharam...this he calls "Paati paatu" as Kamalhassan enacts an old woman in this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;So the above goes his Top 5 favourite choices. One of the above tracks shud play on the television when he wishes and should ofcourse never end and keep on playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish I had a magic wand that makes this happen............. But Pinocchio is like..."Why do u want a magic wand amma....play them on your computer na,I am OK with that...he he..I am quiet flexible u see".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOzpgcMssUI/AAAAAAAAA7A/scg-XTokSuA/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254831608769065282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOzpgcMssUI/AAAAAAAAA7A/scg-XTokSuA/s200/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOzpzyvEIuI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EajI7L5mUyE/s1600-h/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254831941236302562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOzpzyvEIuI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EajI7L5mUyE/s200/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will my head not go rolling??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8273487871493799230?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8273487871493799230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8273487871493799230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8273487871493799230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8273487871493799230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinocchio-recently-exhibits-flair-for.html' title='Favorite Filmy Tracks'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOzpgcMssUI/AAAAAAAAA7A/scg-XTokSuA/s72-c/DSC02317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-6340348845420997817</id><published>2008-10-05T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T03:01:57.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why dont you share baby??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinocchio is a single kid in my house and so as obviously he is well pampered. I need to agree that everyone pays lot of attention to Pinocchio when he speaks,cries,plays or whatever he does. This has drawn an attitude issue with Pinocchio . Recently one of my relative has visited us and the couple have a lil daughter who is 6 years old. When this lil gal came over,our Pinocchio was excited I would say and was playing with her for a couple of hours. That was good and I was happy that my son was social. Very soon Pinocchio changed and started hesitating to share his toys. I wonder why he started behaving this way. Any toy the lil gal picks up, he would run behind her and snatch it from her. He does not let her ride his toy train or cycle either. I had been telling Pinocchio since long that he needs to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOiOu-5KK8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/XyBXc9oXo4M/s1600-h/board_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253605903135550402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="177" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOiOu-5KK8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/XyBXc9oXo4M/s320/board_big.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I take him to the garden in our apartment most evenings when I am back from work where Pinocchio brings his ball or cycle or some toy along. He used to share his toy with the kids who play in the garden. But now he is very clear not to share his toy with this little gal. He likes her,wants to play with her and runs around with her but when the sharing of toys comes up........he is like Sushmita Sen singing "No No No No No..No...No No No" in Shakalaka baby as in Nayak/Mudalvan movie. How do I make him share....?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-6340348845420997817?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6340348845420997817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=6340348845420997817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6340348845420997817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/6340348845420997817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-dont-you-share-baby.html' title='Why dont you share baby??'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOiOu-5KK8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/XyBXc9oXo4M/s72-c/board_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8258967259810929793</id><published>2008-10-04T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:42:55.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadget Maniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOc0a3oRbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/p7kp9Qi0lk0/s1600-h/Baby+on+Keyboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253225126565080514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOc0a3oRbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/p7kp9Qi0lk0/s320/Baby+on+Keyboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinacchio has a great liking to all electronic items rather an affinity I would say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;DVD player tops the list of all other items. The "Eject" button is the most desperate creature in the household, which is being pressed all times of the day. As Pinacchio's dad is in NJ, we chat through Skype and so Laptop and the headset stands second. He presses something in the laptop,pretends to be serious, puts on the headphone and calls "Hello Daddypa". Today I was a little busy with weekend cleaning and noticed all silence while Pinacchio was in the drawing room. Phew! something must be wrong....Pinacchio and silence are antonyms...and yes my instinct was almost right. Pinacchio was sitting on the keypad of my laptop. As my laptop was locked ,his sitting posture has triggered multiple keys being pressed simultaneously that caused a beep sound. So boss was trying all postures trying to create as many beeps as possible with his b**.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Once he noticed me..he screamed at me with a tone of achievement,pride and happiness. He stood up,closed my IBM thinkpad while I stood speechless.And the worst is yet to come....Pinacchio immediately got up, closed the laptop and was standing on the laptop before I realised what was going on....all in a fraction of a minute.Oops my son,laptop is not for sitting and standing. Wat else do I have to say for all this mischiefs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Switches and Mobiles were his one time favourites. Pinacchio used to plug my charger to the Switch board and when this habit grew worse,I have closed all the switch boards with dummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Microwave is anyway his all time favourite...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not sure if this electronic affinity is all part of the growth cycle, I will have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You have time to experiment Pinacchio dear....Relax now my lil electronic explorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8258967259810929793?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8258967259810929793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8258967259810929793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8258967259810929793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8258967259810929793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/gadget-gizmo.html' title='Gadget Maniac'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOc0a3oRbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/p7kp9Qi0lk0/s72-c/Baby+on+Keyboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8393607744991108317</id><published>2008-10-02T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:50:37.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures I like.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pinacchio in a cloth bin.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOV4-X1gtZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xZmQvgEpYLc/s1600-h/DSC01765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252737553343231378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOV4-X1gtZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xZmQvgEpYLc/s320/DSC01765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOV4v_kBPAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/J98_WjPSOk0/s1600-h/DSC01627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252737306309245954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOV4v_kBPAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/J98_WjPSOk0/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                Eat colorful papers this year...Pinacchio's new year resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8393607744991108317?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8393607744991108317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8393607744991108317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8393607744991108317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8393607744991108317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-i-like.html' title='Pictures I like.....'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SOV4-X1gtZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xZmQvgEpYLc/s72-c/DSC01765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-1235283669108232872</id><published>2008-09-30T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:03:30.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast menu - Pinacchio has a part time job in hand!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The lil Pinacchio is 20 months old and he can utter most of the words and he can follow what we speak. Basically we speak tamil at home and our live-in house maid speaks Kannada. So Pinacchio's language is a complete mixture of both....too well assorted.I will deal with this in a separate post as it deserves one and is quite humorous.&lt;br /&gt;Pinacchio has a video CD(My first Encylopedia) where they least all the breakfast menu in an order. From then the lil one has picked this bfast menu recitation.&lt;br /&gt;You ask Pinacchio..breakfast menu sollu...and here it goes Non Stop in a circular loop for 5 minutes :&lt;br /&gt;Itta (Read : Idli)&lt;br /&gt;Dhead Dhead ( Read : bread)&lt;br /&gt;Sawich (for Sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;Doya (for Dosa)&lt;br /&gt;Phuri (for Poori)&lt;br /&gt;Thapathhi (this is for chappathi)&lt;br /&gt;oodles (for Noodles) and the last superhit is Iddddi Appam (for idiyappam)..the D pressed for a fraction of a minute and the rest of the word comes out later.&lt;br /&gt;BTW Pinacchio dear, ur menu is too gud but now tell me wat u want to eat? Spontaneous answer is Onnu Venda....(means dont want anything in Tamil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what u must be thinking...Sigh...I am not a bad cook. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-1235283669108232872?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1235283669108232872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=1235283669108232872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1235283669108232872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1235283669108232872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/breakfast-menu-pinacchio-has-part-time.html' title='Breakfast menu - Pinacchio has a part time job in hand!!!'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-3622550365969466940</id><published>2008-09-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:14:05.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madhu's world is anymore Pinocchio's paradise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SN8SQBYTkyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/NWa5VD1GwLA/s1600-h/clippinocchiocircle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250935756994876194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SN8SQBYTkyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/NWa5VD1GwLA/s320/clippinocchiocircle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If visa's can be converted....why not blogs...uh?? I am going to dedicate...rather convert this blog to my lil one's world.This blog will speak abt Pranav....anymore referred to as P..the Pinocchio. So watch this space for adventures of Pinocchio...my lil prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-3622550365969466940?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3622550365969466940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=3622550365969466940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/3622550365969466940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/3622550365969466940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/madhus-world-is-anymore-pinocchios.html' title='Madhu&apos;s world is anymore Pinocchio&apos;s paradise...'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-zhJKBsBkk/SN8SQBYTkyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/NWa5VD1GwLA/s72-c/clippinocchiocircle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-1208874274106288250</id><published>2007-11-30T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:46:34.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in Bangalore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi...this is my second blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To throw up light on myself..I stay in Bangaloree and as most bangaloreans are..I am a technie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;in one of the Indian giant IT companies. My husband too is a techie...and my son who is 10 months...is ofcourse a non-techie :)..atleast he is spared in this IT city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being a working mom especially in a software firm is kind of difficult job. It becomes like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you need to juggle over a lot of things.....manage my work schedule...keep up my project delivery schedules....meet SLA's......manage ur team members...and much more @ work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I can manage all these better than my son's tantrums. The moment you reach home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;he wants to be over you....ofcourse I understand he has this separation anxiety...yet returning home in Bangalore during the peak hours is a real roller coaster. The auto-walas and ofcourse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the two wheeler drivers....my goodness....one needs to travel in MG Road in the peak hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;to analytically capture the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I was working from home...luckily I have this priviledge and I thank my stars. I could spend some time with my son which deprived me of the separation anxiety(...working mama's too have this disorder...) and I was winding my work at a faster pace as I was approaching week end. Bong...the power went off all of a sudden. Luckily I have a Reliance datacard..which requires no power. So I started with this CDMA wireless card...anyways Airtel 256 unlimited broadband is a real boon and its performance is uncomparable to these wireless stuff...the datacard hardly lets you access multiple sites. Anyways convinience rules..and I always prefer the datacard as it gives me mobility and access outside....hope wireless improves better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-1208874274106288250?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1208874274106288250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=1208874274106288250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1208874274106288250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/1208874274106288250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi.html' title='All in Bangalore'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2271850242830869658.post-8079227826835006549</id><published>2007-11-15T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:17:36.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a new blogger</title><content type='html'>Hi all..welcome to my new blog. I am starting my blog today and luckily it seeems to b 15..my favourite day...and this blog welcomes you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2271850242830869658-8079227826835006549?l=madhusblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8079227826835006549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2271850242830869658&amp;postID=8079227826835006549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8079227826835006549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2271850242830869658/posts/default/8079227826835006549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhusblogger.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-new-blogger.html' title='I am a new blogger'/><author><name>Pinocchio's Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02996320909695279226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
