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8:27 PM 2/25/2011

I was watching this episode on National geographic channel regarding the most amazing photographs.Though the topic is a real study,what made them amazing wasn't all that nice.It was this middle eastern photographer touring Afghanistan and trying to captivate a little of what essence is left in that God Forsaken country literally.He photographed this girl,not more than 13 years of age.She had blown an arm off in a bomb blast.She stood still for the photograph but it wasnt the arm I kept looking at,it was her eyes.


Her eyes told stories of horror,of destruction ,of famine and about many things most of us generally get to experience in our senile years or maybe not even then.There was this copy of national geographic that made headlines with the cover photo.The photo of the Afghani girl with cat eyes.Looking into them was learning what sadness really was.

All this sadness reminded me of this video I saw online on facebook.Someone forwarded it to me and has been one of the most chilling and horrifying to listen even.Oh all humanity has gone to crap.This woman spoke about the children and herself,in a hope to create awareness among people and thus,induce some sense of sympathy.At the end of it,I hated myself for being human.And put a wrath on all such animals.

It was about child rape,mass rape and prostitution.A 4 year old girl was raped by more than 100 men and her intestines were spewing out of her vagina from all the violent rape of her tiny baby body.What the fuck have people come down to? Such men should be castrated physically.The speaker herself was gang raped by 8 men when she was 14 yrs old.

I read such articles and just cannot trust anyone for at least a week.You have legalley granted prostitution allotted to freaks,dance bars ,gay bars and what not,and someone still feels the need to rape a child.Im disgusted with us humans who try to go all out there and embrace the new.I wish god just struck such bad people down at the very moment when something like this happens.

Anyways,I would want to forget this topic for now and go on to a happy note.Chopped my hair coz I had a medication side effect alopecia.Plucked my eyebrows just perfect,the first time on my own,might I add.I have a horror movie in my PC which Im afraid to watch on my own.Im spending the weekend all alone.The governement has renovated this beach close to my house with exercise machines and swings and the best thing its beautiful,free and has a joggers park as well.Im dying to have good get together when my husband is done with his emergency duty.I cooked chicken curry with rice and had a over nice helping of it and Im glimpsing at my tummy every now and then and doing Baba Ramdev's tummy exercise wherever Im am in the hope of melting down some fat and dropping some pounds.Yeah ! The more I obsess,the more I do Baba's tummy toning and freak about gaining half a kg or more.The other day i was watching this tamil song I love and broke into this tiny dance lasting 40 seconds.Ended up panting like a cheetah after a 50 mile run.My husband was so pissed off,he was like," Continue doing your item number.I wont even take you to the hospital this time."But it was 40 seconds of pleasure to me.It took me a whole 20 minutes to collect my breath.Its a sad picture all right but Hypertension isnt a wonderful disease to live with.

Oh yeah ! I have a great remedy for stinky feet.Got it from Dr.Oz's show.Boil tea in a water,cool the black tea down real well and then have a foot bath for 15 minutes.Wash and scrub your feet before you immerse them ,dont want crap to blend into the concoction.dry your feet up after the dip and let the foot breathe.Vola! Do this for a week and then every alternate day.

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  1. u know abt baba ramdev? hmm world famous eh. d guy is getting into politics now.

    u have a thing for tamil songs na?

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