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			<title>Met a mother on my way</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 11:57:53 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Met her in my trip to Coorg, she is a mother of two beautiful daughter Veda and Nandini. Veda is doing hotel management course and Nandini is now in...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Met her in my trip to Coorg, she is a mother of two beautiful daughter Veda and Nandini. Veda is doing hotel management course and Nandini is now in class IX. She is Sunita.<br />
We decided to stay at home-stay and luckily they also in the same home-stay. During day time we used to visit in our cab to different places and in the evening hour we used to get-together in the hall, where the TV was there, we used to sit and gossip about different places visited by us and share the snaps and the specialities of different places.One day we used to see that Amir khan's show, there i saw the story of one lady who was literally torchered by her husband as she was pregnant and the baby was girl , so two times she had to abort and third time automatically aborted.Last time She got pregnant and never licked that to anybody and by the time people knew it's already 5th month , so she delivered and this time also a baby girl.But torcher is continued, so she finally left the house and started searching small jobs for survival of herself and her kids...<br />
She got a job in Anganwadi and like this she continued, but one fine day her husband come and bite her face like dog and so many stiches on her face.so how cruel his husband ...only for baby boy you can't make any body suffer like anything...Whether boys are everything ??? this question came into my mind. Girls are having their own specialities, is not it? Girls can do each and everything and i'm proud to be a woman....<br />
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So i'm sharing my experiences with Sunita, but on the last night i came to know that Sunita is also suffering a lot , her husband left her and her two kids.But she raised a case against him and now he is paying for the studies and all for Veda and Nandini...<br />
When Sunita's husband left her she went to her parent's house but after his father's death her sister-in-law get her out of the house...one woman should help other ....not to ditch her ...then she stayed in one of the house presented to her by her father...<br />
And trying to survive of her own by doing small business, like selling craft items, designer sarees and other useful small items...<br />
She never blamed anybody for her bad luck, she is smiling , she is making others happy by helping them...if we wish we can be happy i learnt this lesson ...nobody is responsible for our happiness...Sunita's kids are in Hostel , continuing their studies and doing very well ...recently Dr told that there is some Knee disc issue with Nandini , so it will be rectified by surgery ...they will come to bangalore for surgery...i'm waiting for the day to meet them again</blockquote>

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			<title>Happy Mothers day to special mothers in my life</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 17:36:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Let us celebrate Mother’s Day everyday 
Mother is a tittle given to biological mothers but I salute those Mothers who are not biological mothers but...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Let us celebrate Mother’s Day everyday<br />
Mother is a tittle given to biological mothers but I salute those Mothers who are not biological mothers but still show their love and affection to unknown kids. <br />
It is very difficult to love unknown kids unconditionally. There are people who spend hours at orphanages, run orphanages and take care of street kids. <br />
I was reading an article about 2 young girls from Mumbai who are collecting toys, cleaning them and distributing among slum areas. <br />
They distribute it personally so they can have one to one contact with kids and build relationship. <br />
There is a Marathi Lady Sindhu Tai who had tough life but now is a mother to thousands of kids. She provides them food, shelter and most important factor Love.<br />
There are many more stories you must know. Please share and salute Mothers who give unconditional love to unknown kids. <br />
Happy Mother’s Day.</blockquote>

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			<title>Hints That Experts Claim Any Loan Program Web Page Is Honest</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 21:52:32 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Quite a number of people put in a request by going online for financial loans everyday, while the commissions loan agencies generate for approved...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Quite a number of people put in a request by going online for financial loans everyday, while the commissions loan agencies generate for approved applications imply that it's big industry with heaps of profits attached. Sadly, as in virtually any area where there's likely returns to be created, not everyone you'll run across is completely ethical on the subject of how they try to earn money.<br />
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Committing to a financial loan is without a doubt a considerable responsibility with long term future consequences, especially if you choose a secured lending product, and consequently it's critical for you to [url=http://www.admloans.co.uk/]just work with trustworthy financial loan corporations and brokers[/url]. But exactly how on earth do you see if a particular online business is definitely respectable? Whereas it is not possible to be utterly clear, the up coming suggestions should be able to offer you a fairly good idea of whether or not you should go forward with an application or perhaps have a look somewhere else.<br />
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First off, you should never need to fork out a fee up-front, purely for carrying out an application. These types of loan program sites are often scams, claiming more than they are able to provide, and you could very well find that you cover the invoice to get either absolutely nothing in return, or possibly an offer for a lending product that's so steeply-priced that it's pointless taking it out. You might however end up being charged an agreement amount as soon as your lending product has been arranged and you have signed on the dotted line - however this is perfectly acceptable and conventional, certainly with regards to personal bad credit financing or if self certification is involved.<br />
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You need to ward off dealing with websites who insist on you telephoning a premium rate number as part of the loan application task. In these cases, it is very probable that you'll be kept hanging around listening to pointless but official sounding comments, while you are racking up a large bill. Should you have got to phone the personal loan service, it ought to ideally be by a no cost phone number, or at least a regular charge one.<br />
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Many of us find it easier and swifter to sign up for loans using the web, and there are certainly hundreds of internet sites that allow it. On the flip side, not all of those have got a secure form. It is not just credit card particulars that should be protected on line - all of the individual details required on your regular personal loan application form could on top of that be useful to hackers engaged in identity theft, therefore you should exclusively supply information to a web site which gives you correct computer security combined with a genuine certificate to confirm it.<br />
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Finally, are the financial loan providers or agencies certified finance brokers? It is a requirement of providing funding as well as advising on it that the provider has a valid consumer credit permit provided by the OFT. This type of license will be withdrawn if it turns out the holder is revealed to be acting incorrectly, such as offering finance with bogus pretenses, or perhaps even giving misleading facts or suggestions. As a consequence, holders of a finance license will most certainly be apt to be a good deal more authentic as compared to any unknown internet site which is unregulated and usually will not even be located within the same country as you.<br />
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Regardless if you pay attention to all of this advice, it's possible you'll still run into a lending company who is far more concerned with their particular income instead of conducting business genuinely. Do not forget that you should never be under any sort of duress to take out the financial loan, and so you can terminate the whole process at no cost at any point up to signing the personal loan commitment.</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[Wish you all Happy Mother's Day]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 12:10:01 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>You are lucky to have a mother who loves you. 
I am jealous about the people who appreciate and love their mother.  May be when I was a kid I used to...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">You are lucky to have a mother who loves you.<br />
I am jealous about the people who appreciate and love their mother.  May be when I was a kid I used to love my mother. Death of my father changed everything in my life. This tragedy showed me so many true faces and real nature of people in my life. After my father’s death, my mother decided to remarry. I respected her decision about second marriage. I did not like my step father right from the first day as I felt he was always checking me out and his eyes were stuck on my breasts. I told my mother about this and she made a huge drama out of this. I thought maybe I am taking him negatively so I forgot the whole situation and took everything positively. <br />
God had something else planned for me. One day my step father caught me when I was alone. Forced me in to the bed. He touched me everywhere he could. He was almost there and I was saved by God. I do not wish to go in details about what happened. <br />
I narrated all this to my mother and she said I was responsible for all this. <br />
Why I am responsible for men who don’t understand father daughter relationship?<br />
Why I am responsible for my father’s death who is no more with me to support me?<br />
I do not mean to insult all mothers but I dedicate this to all daughters who may have faced similar situation in life. <br />
This is month of Mother’s day celebration. I have mother but would not like to wish my mother. <br />
I would love to wish you all Happy Mother’s Day.</blockquote>

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			<title>That Disaster after the Night....</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2012 06:26:39 GMT</pubDate>
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That night suddenly climate was very bad, it was a thunder night , raining heavily outside, no electricity...only sound of Air...<br />
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That night i felt as if AIR has shape and size...What a terrific night...<br />
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Me and my two little ones went to my native place, i was sitting with my father ....<br />
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We had so any discussion that day , staring from my child hood, to till date memories...<br />
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I was asking my father to order for one oxygen cylinder , as he was having lungs problem and he used to use nebulizer...I was planning to take loan for buying oxygen cylinder ..<br />
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So my father had ordered for the small oxygen cylinder and one AC for his bed room...I was so happy to knew this...He told he wanted to give me surprize so he did not share ...<br />
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I told all well when end is well...My father laughed at me..and told you are now also same as your young age...never change as i love your this attitude...<br />
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He asked about my married life and i explained him that i'm very happy as by that time my family completed with my two kids....Saloni and Sayoni...<br />
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He was an Asthama patient, he had his by pass surgery of heart before 5-6 years, he was a chain smoker...but still i like him as he was my father...<br />
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He was bridge champion, was a good football player, he was able to mix with all aged people, he was very simple and strict ...<br />
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So we realised vthat it was around 12.30 and we didn't go to bed, i make my kids sleep , my kids are of three months that time...<br />
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Then i checked my kids whether they are sleeping or not and i felt Sayoni and Saloni both are having fever ..so i was little worried...then my father went to his bed...<br />
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but never told anybody that he was having breathing difficulty, as without nebulizer he was helpless...i could feel that but there is no other way ....<br />
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I used to check my kids after giving crocin syrup whether the fever reduced or not ....then finally at 3 am little bit reduced...so i was searching for one bedshit ...<br />
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but it was all dark...then went to my parents room to get the torch...i got that by the help of my father ... i told my father to sleep little as it wsa too late...<br />
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He used to sleep very less...as he was not feeling comfortable....<br />
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Then i went to sleep around 4 am and again got up by hearing the knocking sound of my mother at my door..She called my younger sister Litu to come as my father is not feeling well...<br />
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She went and after that i came to my father ... he was bit uncomfortable....sitting on a chair ....my mother told to bring one cup of tea as he love to drink...I prepared and gave...<br />
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I hope he drank one ship after that he told to call my uncle, who is also doctor...Uncle came and gave one injection ...so that my father can be stable...so he was little stable...<br />
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So i went to cook something ask my mothetr to be with my father...i went and cut one parwal...my mother called me and i came running and found my father is no more...<br />
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So that Dark thunder night took away my father ... HE left us on 2nd May, 2005 ....I felt as if somebody took everything from me....till now i'm missing my father ....<br />
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Few things which i can never forget ...<br />
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1.He used to tell me that i'm his dream so he named me as Swapnanjali<br />
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2. If we want to present something to someone then present Jewels of Knowledge...as nobody can steel the knowledge ...but ornaments can be stolen <br />
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3.If i want to read more then he 'll support me ...even he can take heavy loans for that ...<br />
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4.Attitude towards others should be always encouraging ....so that the other person is comfortable with us...<br />
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5.People make rules but use the useful rules....<br />
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6.Always help others no matter whether he is your enemy or friend...as today is ours but tomorrow maynot be ours...we need each other , if today we don't help others then tomorrow nobody will help us...<br />
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7.Go get the dreams, nothing is impossible as nobody is champion here...we need to own the match of life of our own...<br />
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8.Always be happy and feel the happiness....<br />
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So many other things but tears in my eyes...i can't express any more</blockquote>

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			<title>Have you tried this out?</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 18:46:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>*  Summer time is to relax and let the time pass by. Sweltering heat outside traps us in cool comforts. Ales, sherbets and other coolants parch our...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">  Summer time is to relax and let the time pass by. Sweltering heat outside traps us in cool comforts. Ales, sherbets and other coolants parch our thirst, salads and curds stay as lunch, and suddenly you lose interest in dishes laden with oil and ghee. Ice-creams and brownies make way. </span></b><br />
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  <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">When majority are looking for comfort, there are handfuls who take summer seriously. They wait for this season to test their creative instincts, they do not hesitate to be under the sun, the skill in them gives them pleasure and more when they share it with others.<br />
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 </span></b>  <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">India is rich with diverse traditions and cuisines, it may take a whole birth to understand the rich culture of the country and may be many more births to enjoy the cuisines. <br />
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</span></b>  <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">Some of them are passed from generation to generation who tirelessly keep up the family values and traditions, though Modern India has adopted western culture, it will take million more years for them to complete vanish from the earth.</span></b>  <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp"><br />
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In olden days, people brought in summer with their rich culinary skills, with no technology to cater to them, they enjoyed sitting up with the seniors of the family, listening to them, learning from them and trying their hands out. The scolding and strictness was all for the good. The result was genius and you know the famous lines, “My grandma had some magic in her hands, the way she cooked dishes, even the aroma would stimulate our appetite and we never stopped asking for more”. Grandma just cooked because she liked to feed people who are hungry and who she loves, it was not a boring routine for her nor she waited for someone to take away the responsibility. She just enjoyed doing what she was good at and it reflected in the dishes and all other work executed by her.<br />
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 </span></b>    <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">Even, if we try and adopt her polices, we would have the same result. Summer time made the women folks more full of zip, after men left home, yeah, in those days, men were the sole earning members of the family; women would gather around and decide their plan of action in the kitchen. The women here not only means family members, it can also be neighbours, relatives etc who stay close by, they all lived like a huge family, sharing everything personal, rather there was nothing personal and it was not called GOSSIP. In all eras, there were a few who carried tales.</span></b><br />
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    <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">Women would decide which item to make first, a common ‘choolah’ was lit and all of them would gather to help. The scorching heat made no difference in their life, instead it would bring more smile on their faces. Rice Pappads, Poha Pappads, Sago crispies, Bitter Gourd Crispies, Curd Chillies, Cluster Bean Cripies, Pappads, Pickles and many such items would top the list. Each household is busy cleaning the courtyard; it is where the crispies and pappads would dry. A plain white cotton cloth is spread and the ladies would sit and spread the items. It was a mammoth task, but the work is equally divided amongst the women folks of the house, who will be at the ‘choolah’ who will press the dough in the mould, who will sit out to ward off the crows and other birds, including stray dogs and cats. Usually kids whose school has closed for summer vacation get this job, they sit out and sometimes even eat the spreads, it tastes good even before it is dries up in the sun. <br />
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</span></b>    <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">All this may sound ancient and out of fashion, but even today, if we go around the small chawls and homes of Mumbai, the happening city of India, you would see women still continuing with the same tradition. <br />
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It is here you will find the “Real India” and not in the towers and multiplexes. Yes, they have a large heart too and are ready to share the goodies too.. Tell them, you have never eaten it, the elderly lady will call out to her daughter-in-law and ask her to pack some dried ones for you with an ear to ear smile, unlike the hi-end residents of towers and apartments who feel it is ‘down market’ to waste time on it, when you buy them at throw away prices in malls and shops. The creative satisfaction of making and eating and sharing is a joy of different kind. Just drinking plain water to quench their thirst they sit up for hours to make the crispies and stack them up for the year, lovingly sharing with people who love to eat them.</span></b><br />
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    <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">Few pictures here would reflect the happiness of the womenfolk who are mother and daughters, together making some wheat crispies <br />
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</span></b>    <b><span style="font-family: &amp;amp">I too enjoy making these lovely things and keep the task for weekends. Instead of idling time hanging around with friends with meaningless talks, I enjoy trying out my culinary skills and sharing it with people who I love and care for. When they take it from me and say a big ‘thank you’ with a smile, it is satisfying. </span></b><br />
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			<title>Life and blank pages</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 13:09:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Life is like a blank page, 
everyday life begins with a blank page... 
Page is purely blank and the sunrise also new... 
slowly day is growing and...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Life is like a blank page,<br />
everyday life begins with a blank page...<br />
Page is purely blank and the sunrise also new...<br />
slowly day is growing and that blank page is also filled...<br />
with some good and bad events...<br />
sometime some planned event sometime unplanned...<br />
fill the page with good pictures...life will be beautiful...<br />
yes life is in our own hand...and the way we'll fill the blank page it will take some effort but at the end it'll be well...<br />
GOD has given so many ways we need to find out the correct one, that's our duty....or you can say role ..<br />
we love each other but not able to express in a proper way and misunderstanding starts from there...<br />
Give a space to think, give little time to understand...take little time to fill the color in life...<br />
enjoy the life you'll love it ...<br />
we can enjoy anywhere if we 've faith in ourselves....<br />
We ay not have everything but we used to forget what we've by spending time for think what we don't have..<br />
Enjoy the life , fill the color with all colors...give good memories and save good memories...<br />
These thoughts just came to mind and i penned it down...so that my sakhis will help me to fill the life with more color...</blockquote>

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			<title>Chance in Disguise - Where..</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2012 17:02:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Here everything seemed to have a coat of hue, from love to loathe, everyone seemed up to something and it happened on this day and kept repeating...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Here everything seemed to have a coat of hue, from love to loathe, everyone seemed up to something and it happened on this day and kept repeating every year. I am talking about Holi, a festival of colours celebrated in March when the cold winter breeze is all set to bid adieu and the hot and humid summer is about to set in Mumbai</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">India being a country with vide segment of caste and religion, this day, the discrimination seems to have just erased, wish people carried this euphoria all through their life and kept caste and creed out forever. In Maharashtra, Pooran Poli with Aamti has to be cooked in the kitchen and served. I love to eat these tasty sweet rotis, though I am not a great fan of the aamti, pooran polis are always welcome.</span>    <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Thanks to media which is constantly promoting people to play with herbal colours and not use strong chemical based colours to play Holi. People throwing and smearing colours on each other, one will fail to identify anybody on this day, from red to fluorescent green you will find people soaked wet with colours, buckets of water is poured on each other, some use “Water Gun” ideally called “Pichkari” to pump water on each other. </span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">The more you go to the interiors you will find people using even gutter water to splash on each other, strong colours which may lead to pigmentation is also used, leaving permanent discolouration of skin. The spirit of the festival is so high, people tend to overlook the harm it creates with such violent riot of harmful colours available easily across the counter at all places. Certain smart pants would smear themselves with oil to avoid sticking of the colours and forcible smearing of colours by friends, as they tend to slip out easily, this reminds of the “Chaddi Baniyan” (Brief Vest) gang which occasionally erupts with their oil smearing body wearing Chaddi and Baniyan and looting shops and homes at mid night, making it almost impossible for the locals and men in Khakhi to get hold on them.  A wise owl from a corner suggested that it is ideal to mix with the gang and inform the police rather than read all the books of law to grab them, may be this owl was a fan of old bollywood movies where Ajit played all tricks to evade arrest, main lead is waiting to grab him and the actress is the fish who makes Ajit curl his tongue only for the henchman to discover the plot with a red siren glowing... Ha.. Ha.. how filmy...</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Holi and rain has played cupid in most of the Bollywood movies and being Mumbaikars it has rubbed on most of us. Though I am not an ardent fan of this festival, with some strong pleas from close friends and sometimes good neighbours have indeed participated in some Holi Colour smearing plays..  If I was a fan, I would have also got lost in the rainbow of colours and would have been either been part of the gamut of activities behind the festival.</span>    <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Young hearts buy colours, keeping certain colours aside for the target, either this person is something they want to date or would like to have fun or want to teach a lesson. This can happen with whomsoever immaterial, of the marital status for either sex. Each happy and cupid filled heart or fun filled heart is all set to smear colours with all might and pass on signs and words to convey the interest. Spur of moment “Yes” is sealed and repented later, sometimes wife is unhappy to see her husband flirting royally and vice versa, if both are lucky to go unhurt,  they are simply flirting or trying to convey what they always wanted to even with the e-cards, sms and phones which may leave some proof, here it is happening right in front and yet in disguise.. What a chance in disguise.</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Age has no bar and this can be extended to all uncles, aunts, young hearts, not so young hearts too.</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Sometimes heart break too, I noticed a young woman in her early 20’s all to herself, when she spotted the “would be man” was pounced on by another woman with colours, water guns and water and he was paying her in the same coin and there both were chasing each other and now tumbling on the ground and trying to play sweet tug of war. After one of them managed to get up, helping the other to be up on their feet and then the cozy chat, guffaws and a bond which is signed, only the lord can say how strong it was meant to be.. In the whole medley of event, I could hear a heart break, she should have jumped and pounced faster and should have had another plan of action. May be she belonged to the romantic era of 70’s and was waiting for the man to smear some colours on her and she would coy and then.. you know girls what it all means....</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">This man in his late 20’s held hand of his wife’s best friend to tell her he actually is interested in dating her and only wished she was not his wife’s friend. He smeared some more colours on her and she enjoyed the special attention and did not mind taking it a bit further....</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Another guy in his late 40’s broke in to the some shero shaayari and the woman whom he had set his eyes on knew for whom it was all meant for. This guys wife was busy making pooran poli with some helps to feed special guests, she had quickly retired from the colour smear act, to be a good host..</span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">Watching all this, I  had only one thought in my head, why do we need to do it in the disguise of celebration of a festival, if you like say and move on, either you will be heard or unheard. </span>  <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">May be chance in disguise has its own fun, as there is no long term plan for anything or anybody, everyone seems to be in the moment and play their cards, some for pure fun, some actually taking the chance in disguise very seriously...</span>    <span style="font-family: &amp;quot">What holi did you play....</span>                </blockquote>

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			<title>Hume aur jine ki chahat na hoti agar tum na hote</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 10:17:01 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>*The above line in simple English is I would not have wished to live if you are not there. Oh yes, everyone have their own love of life. For many its...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><font color="#0000CD"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic"><font size="4"><b>The above line in simple English is I would not have wished to live if you are not there. Oh yes, everyone have their own love of life. For many its life partner, boy friend, friend etc. For others parents, friends, relatives etc. we do have special weakness for people in life. But have you ever thought what about others? I know it’s a difficult question to be answered. Ask yourself about whom I am talking about. For me really I would not have been what I am now. I had developed a dislike towards him and never liked him initially. Gradually my mother started initiating and she said each time try to be soft to him don’t develop heartedness towards him, he is going to help you till you are sixty year old. I use to fume at her why she likes him so much. Then one day she said you will realize this when you will become like me. I use to think what is so great about him why my mother is so much behind him. Anyway slowly I grew up but I still use to hate him. I hate him not once but twice a day. Then during my college day I started liking him and it was like I use to be crazy for him. I have developed a soft corner and slowly I realized his importance in my life. He is no more in my enemy list I have selected him as a friend. I could not believe the change in me I am so surprised. Each day when I wake up till I sleep I meet him and feel happy that he is there with me always.<br />
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Girls he is none other than my dear <font size="6"><font color="#800080"><b><span style="font-family: Century Gothic">tooth brush</span></b></font></font> :)<br />
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See initially I said my mother told me you should not hate him I use to hate brushing my teeth and I suffered also from root canal and other problems. You would have read my blog about my encounter with a dentist. Then slowly I realized that if I don’t do that no one will come near me. After all who can tolerate bad smell from mouth. So dear ladies I love my brush till day and will love till I get a fresh pair of duplicate one.<br />
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This is the way we brush our teeth, brush our teeth, this is the way we brush our teeth early in the morning.<br />
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Happy brushing girls.<br />
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			<title>Are we advancing in science and forgetting humanity</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 15:21:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I just read news that 65 year old delivers baby after her son was dead. This is great success for science and on the front of fertility. I am proud...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I just read news that 65 year old delivers baby after her son was dead. This is great success for science and on the front of fertility. I am proud of the team invoolved in this efforts. But on other hand what is the future of this baby. By the time he is 10 years old, his parents will be 75 and won't be fit to play with him. Mother will not be able to give attention or run around her son. I am not sure about financial status about this couple. 65 is the age where people retire and they have to support their new born who has whole life to spend. <br />
Can they not go for adoption? Are we still thinking about our own blood, property, etc.<br />
I think giverment should ban medical science about the age limit on fertility treatment. I feel 65 is too old to be a mother. What is the future of the chold?<br />
Everyone is busy appreciating the science and not thinking about childs future.<br />
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			<title>She Used to...</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 11:38:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>She is beautiful... 
 
She is bold .... 
 
She is very close to me... 
 
I love her so much... 
 
I love her touch....</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">She is beautiful...<br />
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She is bold ....<br />
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She is very close to me...<br />
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I love her so much...<br />
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I love her touch....<br />
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She used to cook very well...<br />
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She used to prepare nice swetars...<br />
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She used to oil my hair...<br />
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She used to tie my hair so carefully...<br />
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She used to pack good snacks for me...<br />
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She used to teach me carefully...<br />
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She used to protect me from all odds...<br />
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She used to tell me the stories during my bed time...<br />
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She used to pack my tiffin with different food...<br />
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She used to bake cake for me...<br />
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She used to prepare fried rice and ladies fingure curry with love...<br />
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She used to prepare lots of Gulab jamun specially for me...<br />
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She is my dear mother....<br />
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Missing her activities,her food, her touch and missing the places where i've all these sweet memories...</blockquote>

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			<title>A confident person is always a winner</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 07:41:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>*Girls for us we always say we have to be confident in life. And from the childhood we are taught how not to loose it at any point of time. This...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic"><b><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS"><font size="3"><font color="#0000CD">Girls for us we always say we have to be confident in life. And from the childhood we are taught how not to loose it at any point of time. This habit is nurtured in every child’s life. Its all about positive thinking and the nature to never give up in life. Why this topic came to my mind is because of our cricketer yuvraj singh who is diagnosed with cancer. We come across every now and then about caner patients and many get out of this dreaded disease. When I read about yuvi I thought for a while come on he is so confident he would definitely come out of it and he tweeted his photo where his head is shaved. Hair will grow in his head very soon but he has the guts to post it on the social networking site. This shows his confidence.<br />
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My family friends daughter was admitted in hospital last year February. When she was admitted her condition was worse. And day by day her health use to deteriorate. Family was suffering from all the angles physical, mental and financial. She had developed some  kind of abdominal cancer. She reduced like anything and doctor also had given up. She was under treatment with the strong chemotherapy and the expenses were going up for her. But she battled to her life. She smiles whoever goes to meet her. She is a noble soul she never said any harsh word to anyone. She is blessed with two sons and a very caring husband. But she was bed ridden. Whenever they wanted to take her home she would develop complications. But it was something very nice and very strong which worked for her. Inside she was strong. All those who went to see her use to say only prayers can help her nothing in our hand seeing her condition doctors also mostly gave up. But the miracles worked along with her confidence. She was discharged last December from hospital. Her doctor said with a smile see you have suffered enough, made others also to suffer and you have spend every earning of your husband now you are alright go home and enjoy your life and don’t come back here. She smiled at her doctor and walked out of the hospital. She walked off with great confidence, people kept looking at her as there was time when she was unable to move her body and now she walked and gone to her house. She is now going there for her weekly check up. From next month onwards it will be monthly check up and all her reports now showing no sign of cancer. So to summarize a confident person is always a winner in life. Whatever it is we should always be positive and have confidence in ourselves which boosts life with energy and we are ready for another day which god plans for us.<br />
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I wish all of you with happiness and please nurture this habit and be confident in life.<br />
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			<title>Mother lies dead Unattended</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 12:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Have a heart Navi Mumbaikars.. 
 
A ***** litters and dies after 15 days, leaving her 7 pups all alone. 
 
Pups have not opened their eyes also, they...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Have a heart Navi Mumbaikars..<br />
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A ***** litters and dies after 15 days, leaving her 7 pups all alone.<br />
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Pups have not opened their eyes also, they are starving for milk.<br />
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 Good Samaritans whose picture is given below have offered them milk and given them shelter in their building compound.<br />
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Managed to give respect the dead body of their mother which was lying on the road for more than 24 hrs. Called up Municipality and asked them to dispose the body. <br />
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  Pups are looking for home, we want them to survive and I know all of you would agree...<br />
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Pups are kept in a rescue center and need home..<br />
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			<title>Why We are Suffering?</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 05:22:04 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>*Most of us logically understand that all forms of anger are worthlessness emotions, but when we enter into the field of practical actions, we tend...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><font size="4"><b><font color="#0000FF">Most of us logically understand that all forms of anger are worthlessness emotions, but when we enter into the field of practical actions, we tend to argue that there are some situations where the weapon of anger has to be used and where it is justified or allowable. When someone tries to harm me personally, like giving sorrow to a friend or loved one, send a complaint about my work to the higher ups in the office or simply insult me or bang into my car at the street crossing for that matter,  it would seem that our anger is justified, on such occasions. But the basic principle is the same in all these cases. We are, in our own mind, trying to control and change what we cannot change - the past or other people or events.<br />
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In all the above cases above we suffer a lot when these things that are close to us are changed or lost. So why does that happen? It is because we keep all these things 'too' close to us or in other words we are over attached to them. When someone tries to bring me down at the workplace, or in other words tries to harm my position in the office and I suffer because of the same, it is because I identify with my role in the office, I think I am the role. When someone bangs into my car, the emotion of anger emerges inside me, because I identify with the car, I think I am the car! This is the deepest mistake. It is the deepest cause of the negative suffering called anger. We are not aware of this of course, but if we were to take a moment and see what we do in our minds, we would see we emerge the image of our role or our car on the screen of our mind. We have then gone into that image in our mind, and we have lost our spiritual identity or individuality in that image. In effect we have identified completely with the role or the car or are too attached to them. So if the role or the car is harmed in any way, it feels like it is happening to us and, as a result, we become disturbed or angry. <br />
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Attachment is a negative attraction that we succumb to, inside our consciousness, regularly and it gives rise to ego, which in turn is the root cause of all suffering. Suffering, in turn, is experienced at an emotional level through the various different forms of anger. We need to realize this phenomenon very deeply because this happens many a times in each day of our lives inside our consciousness. Then we can see exactly from where our anger arises and we can correct it.<br />
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So if we don't want to suffer from anger, the solution is simple - we don't get attached to anything or anyone, to any expectation, any particular desired result. Sounds difficult at first, but the same solution can be put in a way that would seem easier to achieve, we don't lose our spiritual identity or individuality in something we are not, in anything or anyone that is physical. That does not mean we shouldn't possess any material objects and not experience joy by using them. It also does not mean we start remaining aloof from people that we love. Nor does it mean we don't have goals and ambitions at the workplace etc. We do. But our relationship with them changes. Our relationship becomes one of detachment and not of attachment. And what is a relationship of detachment? Detachment means that we possess all of them but we are no longer dependent on any of them, for our peace, contentment and happiness. We choose to be peaceful, content and joyful irrespective of whether they are there with us or not. So when cars get banged into (which can happen at times) and when people close to us are harmed or insulted or they leave or are separated from us due to any other reason (which is also bound to happen) or when jobs are lost (which is inevitable), we don't react angrily and suffer as a result. We have realized everything in life comes and goes; everything is born and comes to an end. We also realize that every process taking place in life is unpredictable and not always controllable, and must end. Things do and will happen. We know this is a reality. Every time we get angry it means we are having an argument with this reality of life.<br />
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<i><font color="#FF0000">My main aim is not to detach from family members or our friends ...i mean to say that some or other time anybody just behaved badly with us so we just think about the bad incidence and make our thought level so strong that creates a wrong image for that person...may be at that hour he/she was not well so behaved like that...i 've given examples of office here not to our belonging....i also love my family very much...my message is to forget about all bad things and accept the person as it is...otherwise we'll only suffer ...i mean to say bad habits can't stay for long ...if the bad habits are associated with anybody then it'll go oneday...that's my aim ...so consider only good things....and detach our thought level from the wrong image... </font></i><br />
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			<title>Satisfaction of giving away for the needy</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 11:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>We are very religious and had been donating money to the temples every month. Initially I was not in favour of donating to the temple but to help the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">We are very religious and had been donating money to the temples every month. Initially I was not in favour of donating to the temple but to help the needy. Initially after marriage I was the only one in the family who did not favour donations but then agreed to my hubby and in laws as everyone was opposing me. There would be lot of arguments and fights in the house. I gave up my views on giving away for the needy. <br />
During recent days, I started feeling that I should donate to the needy without any fights or arguments in the house. <br />
I have started saving small amount from my shopping cut and pocket money. <br />
Today I bought multi vitamins for my previous maid who is old now and cannot work. I can never forget happiness on her face. The bottle was just for Rs 100 but smile on my maids face was worth millions. <br />
My next plan is to save 200 rupees and buy sweater for another old maid. <br />
Satisfaction for giving away for the needy is amazing. It is a feeling one cannot express in words.</blockquote>

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