tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66512174238940921922024-03-22T10:30:20.536+03:00Colors of my thoughtsSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.comBlogger332125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-12603962878981609592020-05-02T23:42:00.001+03:002020-05-02T23:42:49.782+03:00TOP 5 KNOCK OUT TECHNIQUES Anyone Can Use! | Most Painful Self Defence M...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/nDO4nI0hGZ4" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-41658300727467465392020-03-07T13:14:00.001+03:002020-03-07T13:14:36.684+03:00Devi | Kajol | Royal Stag Barrel Select Large Short Films<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/2KP0aDTVtFI" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-17837651974042644412020-02-29T15:52:00.001+03:002020-02-29T15:52:18.988+03:00Social Media Dangers Exposed by Mom Posing as 11-Year-Old<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/dbg4hNHsc_8" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-62042566536088342422019-12-07T14:46:00.001+03:002019-12-07T14:46:30.001+03:00Parenting 105 - Handling an angry child. The first step.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/9gA-QCrCjRU" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-8739150601453633122019-12-01T12:36:00.001+03:002019-12-01T12:36:20.092+03:00Should you check your lover's phone? - Jealousy or insecurity vs. Trust<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jSb1IthWrqk" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-44472272492106240372019-11-30T15:55:00.001+03:002019-11-30T15:55:21.141+03:00Parenting 112 - How To Make Your Child Independent And Responsible<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ileeaGFumks" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-64898454253882815492019-11-24T20:17:00.001+03:002019-11-24T20:17:19.749+03:00Parenting 106 - 4 ways to build a better connection with your child<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Eoebky9XBKg" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-8476632158208337342019-11-08T22:04:00.001+03:002019-11-08T22:04:15.533+03:005 Toxin Free Bathing Soaps in India Under Rs 199 (Not Sponsored)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/G-lzFmHgoyE" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-19539767969333078572019-09-30T22:30:00.002+03:002019-09-30T22:30:39.867+03:00This is for you ! <div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Proxima Nova", sans-serif; font-size: 25.75px;">”You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.”</span></div>
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– <strong style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="https://everydaypower.com/ralph-waldo-emerson-quotes/" style="border: 0px; box-shadow: rgb(104, 227, 180) 0px -4px 0px inset; color: black; margin: 0px; opacity: 1; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.25s ease 0s; vertical-align: baseline;">Ralph Waldo Emerson</a></strong></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">”The pain started years ago, but I’d lived with it for so long at that point that I’d accepted it as an inevitable part of me.” – </span><strong style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;">Diwakar Sharma</strong></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">”It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience.” – </span><strong style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="https://everydaypower.com/julius-caesar-quotes/" style="border: 0px; box-shadow: rgb(104, 227, 180) 0px -4px 0px inset; color: black; margin: 0px; opacity: 1; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.25s ease 0s; vertical-align: baseline;">Julius Caesar</a></strong></div>
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This is for you out there. No matter what is killing you within, never ever give up. Cry it out Take a break. Go out into nature. Talk to yourself. Be lenient with your judgement of you. You are not a waste of space. You are not a void. Give yourself some love. You don't like where you are, curse it off and make an effort to move somewhere else. You cant do that physically, seek help. Technology has brought the world at your fingertips. Use it as best as you can. Don't doubt your gut feeling. Its trying to tell you something. Listen to your body and mind and gut, for some essential answers. But don't lose yourself. Don't succumb so easily to a quick fix. You are precious and don't wait for others to say that to you. Think it yourself. Love your soul with every ounce of your being.</div>
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Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-54192817427261657482019-06-18T14:02:00.002+03:002019-06-18T14:02:14.029+03:00Life without Children<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Another year has gone by...17+ to be exact and I'm still that woman without kids.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Ever since I was 13, I dreamt I would be a mom. An awesome mom. I was good with kids, loved children a lot and already set strategies to raise the best kids in the world. I wanted at least 2. 12 years later, I wasted no time in "Let's wait for a year, enjoy the freedom and then have kids." I straight away jumped into trying and now...have given up. Given up because I had a hysterectomy 3 years ago as my life would have taken a traumatic turn for the worse if I hadn't.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But for the 14 years that I had my uterus, I just hoped that someday maybe miraculously I would have my own baby, who I would love to bits. Walking past the baby shops and looking at those tiny clothes and gadgets...Even now I still walk into a store and hold baby clothes. I just bite my lip hard to avoid tearing up in public. Or stuffing a pillow in your dress and looking at the mirror thinking of endless possibilities and the beauty of life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Some friends try to comfort me the best way they can. They don't know what it is to want a child but not able to have one. But I respect the fact they try to comfort me in any way they can, though it isn't even a bit reassuring. Some tell me, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Maybe something wouldn't have been right if you had one."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"God knows what's best for you!"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Don't be upset. People with kids aren't happy either."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Maybe God was protecting you from some misfortune in the future."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Then you have some people, who are clueless, downright rude and lost their marbles and say stuff like,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Why haven't you had a baby? They are such a blessing you know."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" You should try this treatment and that...Nothing worked? Oh damn...."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Does your husband want kids?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Are you those guys who aren't that keen?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" You should have had at least one. Men don't wait around. What if he wants to remarry?"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Kids bind the man to his wife. You got to care. He might lose interest in you eventually."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" You eloped and went for love marriage. You are being punished for it."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Then you have your mom say,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" Don't worry! It's not the end of the world. God has other plans."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And you see them showering gifts and love on their other grandchildren, while you stand in the corner and think about your unborn ones. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Then you have your mother in law crying,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" I just want to see my son's baby before I die."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> " You don't know what a mother feels when she sees her son without kids."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" ( Sobbing ) When will God give me a chance to see my grandchild? I'm praying for you so much. You should pray harder. Maybe you aren't praying enough. say this and that prayer on your knees and God will definitely give."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">" We will go to this baba and that baba and get this special thread and that will help you get pregnant."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Men, on the other hand, get a totally different questionnaire regarding this situation. My husband has been asked so many times to divorce and marry someone else and try having kids. Or get your wife checked and see what's wrong with her. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Yeah!....(trying to remove the leaf stuck in my tooth) They get the harder part.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Nonetheless, they feel sad too. They go through the same emotions when they see others with their kids but this coding that has been done into them since birth, that men should not emote any feeling. So its tougher for them. ( Heart Attack alert!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So, it's not easy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">What Inspired this blog was this article I read on Bright Side. It brought me to tears. Why do others think you never tried? Why do people assume you didn't try a single treatment? Why do people think you sit year after year, not praying enough, not trying enough, not counting your fertile days enough, not having sex enough, not bringing God in your life enough, Not maintaining your body weight enough? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Can anyone be more depressed than oneself, over not being able to be a parent? </span><br />
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<strong>Somewhere there is a woman: 30, no children</strong>. People ask her, “Still no kids?” Her response varies from day to day, but it usually includes forced smiles and restraint. “Nope, not yet,” she says with a chuckle, muffling her frustration. “Well, don’t wait forever. That clock is ticking, ya know,” the sage says before departing, happy with herself for imparting such erudite wisdom. The sage leaves. The woman holds her smile. Alone, she cries...</div>
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Cries because she’s been pregnant 4 times and miscarried every one. Cries because she started trying for a baby on her wedding night, and that was 5 years ago. Cries because her husband has an ex-wife and she has given him children. Cries because she wants desperately to try in vitro but can’t even afford the deposit. Cries because she’s done in vitro (multiple rounds) and still has no children. Cries because her best friend wouldn’t be a surrogate. “It would be too weird,” she said. Cries because her medication prevents pregnancy.</div>
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Cries because her husband blames himself, and that guilt makes him a hard person to live with. Cries because all of her sisters have children. Cries because one of her sisters didn’t even want children. Cries because her best friend is pregnant. Cries because she got invited to another baby shower. Cries because her mother keeps asking, “Girl, what are you waiting for?” Cries because her in-laws want to be grandparents. Cries because her neighbour has twins and treats them terribly. Cries because 16-year-olds get pregnant without trying. Cries because she’s an amazing aunt. Cries because she’s already picked out names. Cries because there’s an empty room in her house. Cries because there is an empty space in her body. Cries because she has so much to offer. Cries because he’d be a great dad. Cries because she’d be a great mother, but isn’t.</div>
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<strong>Somewhere else there’s another woman: 34, 5 children</strong>. People say to her, “5? Good lord, I hope you’re done!” And then they laugh... because those types of comments are funny. The woman laughs too, but not in earnest. She changes the subject, as she always does, and gives the disrespect a pass. Just another day. Alone, she cries... Cries because she’s pregnant with another and feels like she has to hide the joy. Cries because she always wanted a big family and doesn’t see why people seem so disturbed by it. Cries because she has no siblings and felt profoundly lonely as a child. Cries because her Granny had 12 and she’d love to be just like her.</div>
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Cries because she couldn’t imagine life without her children, but people treat her like they’re a punishment. Cries because she doesn’t want to be pitied. Cries because she and her husband are perfectly capable of supporting their family, but that doesn’t seem to matter. Cries because they assume she’s just irresponsible. Cries because she’s tired of the “funny” comments. Cries because she minds her own business. Cries because sometimes she doubts herself and wonders if she should have stopped 2 kids ago. Cries because people are rude. Cries because all she wants to do is live in peace.</div>
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<strong>Another woman: 40, one child</strong>. People say to her, “Only one? You never wanted any more?” “I’m happy with my one,” she says calmly, a rehearsed response she’s given more times than she can count. It’s pretty believable. No one would ever suspect that alone, she cries... Cries because her one pregnancy was a miracle. Cries because her son still asks for a brother or sister. Cries because she always wanted at least 3. Cries because her second pregnancy had to be terminated to save her life. Cries because her doctor says it would be “high-risk.” Cries because she’s struggling to care for the one she has.</div>
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Cries because her husband died and she hasn’t found love again. Cries because her family thinks one is enough. Cries because she’s deep into her career and can’t step away. Cries because her postpartum depression was so intense. Cries because she had to have a hysterectomy. Cries because she wants another baby, but can’t have it.</div>
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These women are everywhere. They are our neighbours, our friends, our sisters, our co-workers, our cousins. They have no use for our advice or opinions. Their wombs are their own. Let’s respect that.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yesterday I experienced a moonlit night in the proper sense. I reside in the middle east, so stars and proper darkness is something we never have around us. There were days on end when I would look out my window and wonder what a star-filled night sky really looked like.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We were in this new locality that has no electricity yet and is being built as of last year. once we stopped our car and my eyes really took a while to adjust to the darkness. And then in total darkness, there was light. I could see the entire street, the half-finished homes, the tents, the building materials laid across the entire city and a sky filled with a few more stars than usual.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At the most, we can see just 4-6 stars most of the time, but I got to see up to 25..which according to me is a big deal. It wasn't full moon yet but you could not deny the glory that even half a moon can be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It took me back to 1995. When we walked along the rice fields at night for new year mass. My granny as against us going for mass in the night but a group of youngsters would go together and come back by 11pm. It was amazing! There were no street lights back then and we took a short cut along paddy field and sugar cane fields to reach the church located uphill, rather a single church on the top of a small hill.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">SO we would walk in complete darkness with just the moonlight guiding our path. Neither did we slip anywhere nor faltered along the way. The smell of wet mud in the paddy fields, the smell of the various plants, a very old banyan tree stump, which my friends say was haunted, the feel of soft clay like paths under our feet. Yes, I walked barefoot. I love to walk barefoot, feel the grass, the sand, the mud, the rock. You feel connected. The laughter between us cousins, the giggles...I cannot ever forget those moments. SOmething out of a Miyazaki animation, feel connected to nature, feel connected to your roots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After about 35 mins of walking, we crossed the street and walked up to a steep hill to the church. I did appreciate the natural beauty I was surrounded by 24/7 during our brief stays but I had no camera to capture the moment. Maybe that's why it is like this 1080p movie in mind. I feel at peace whenever I start screening it in my mind. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just one simple moonlit night, brought on a rush of so many memories. That I was smiling in my sleep. How life has changed over the years. That endless laughter, those tight giggles... they all have been replaced by so-called acceptable maturity. It's not that I don't laugh but that was a burst of laughter that emitted from my heart and touched my soul. It's hard to come by out-front anything nowadays. You are friends with many people but still, feel alone in that moment when small joys come their way.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">― <span class="authorOrTitle" style="font-family: Lato, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;">Carl Gustav Jung</span><span id="quote_book_link_612188"></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hold on to your childhood. Don't be in a haste to grow up. Because once you do, you can never go back to that innocent small girl/boy you were before the big bad world slapped it right out of you. Don't think to be childish is silly. It isnt! Live life one step at a time and never be in a hurry. Alas! we are in that stage of our lives, when we are meant to earn, to save, to build a future for those who cared for us... and for those, we are caring for now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Love yourself. Don't lock yourself in TikTok videos and silly stupid youtube or Snapchat traps. Explore...Entreat yourself to holidays where you rediscover yourself your strengths and weaknesses and give yourself a chance to work on it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">― <span class="authorOrTitle" style="font-family: Lato, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;">Sarah Strohmeyer</span><span id="quote_book_link_9677320"></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-90949868655129882212019-04-10T21:10:00.001+03:002019-04-10T21:10:30.574+03:00Humsaye Maa Jaye by Bushra Ansari and Asma Abbas - Official Video<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/IffLUlwY0AE" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-35281849158744546612018-07-16T19:51:00.001+03:002018-07-16T19:51:01.422+03:0011 Things To Do in Georgia (Europe)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/703i3WDrzJ8" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-46211052507988300722018-05-29T17:08:00.001+03:002018-05-29T17:08:14.425+03:00NostalgiaI'm tired of adulting. Do you feel the same way too?<br />
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Heard of stormy rains and floods happening in India and instead of feeling sad, I actually kind of miss the whole shebang, that my good old days as a student.<br />
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People often say, do not dwell on your past or look back. Work on your present and your future will come out just fine. But I say why not. If me remembering my past brings me peace and joy and a little sadness, why not dwell on it for a while there. having spent my entire life, minus 10 years, in the middle east, my love affair with the rains is something I reminisce always.<br />
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The prayer bells of my neighbours at 4am in the morning and listening to their puja...<br />
The rain beating down on my window...<br />
Listening to the sound of drizzle ...<br />
The smell of fresh wet earth...<br />
Standing on my balcony and looking at all the trees and plants...<br />
MAking and drinking hot milk tea and feeling all fuzzy inside...<br />
Aaah! What a life it was!<br />
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I have no complaints with my present life except that its missing something. Something vital I feel at times. I cant open my windows for the next few months as its going to get unbearably hot. There are very few trees. And whatever gardens are there, its filled with super noisy kids and crying children and frustrated parents and it's just boring.<br />
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Everyone seems tired and pissed. Being an adult sucks. You have to be intelligent, you have to be on your toes serving your boss at work or your family at home. As we get older, we mature and lose the silliness we had for life. People are lost in their mobile phones. That's their only escape I feel. Looking at pictures and videos or chatting.. trying to escape their demanding reality and seek solace in a digital world.<br />
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My escape is my memories, which I have stored away in some secure part of my conscious mind. Every time I feel the pressure is too much...I close my eyes and drift back to 1997. 20+ years ago.<br />
I loved that year. Even though I had loads to study and loads to do the entire day, I dedicated an hour to watch the sunset. I dedicated a few minutes at night to watch the starry skies. I got up early to sip tea on the balcony. I even stood to listen to the neighbours' bhajans and puja paat. If it rained, I would stand by my window and dedicate time to listen to the showers. I went for walks when I could, just to see the trees dancing in the wind. I visited the market to watch smiling women selling vegetables and fish. People would smile and talk. It is not so here.<br />
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No one smiles at you. No one tries to strike up a conversation. Middle eastern life can totally suck. With all the crimes happening, people just avoid contact. Sad really. This world is all about working, earning money, resting and getting stuck in traffic jams and losing half your body water content on a daily basis. People are so tied up with their busy lives, that they are literally angry all the time.<br />
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Sometimes when I'm at a beach, I want to just lie on the sands and roll around. I want to throw sand at my husband...I want to build sand castles, I want to scream and sing a hideous song. But I cant. I'm 40 years old and I cant act like a child anymore. The people around dictate how I should act. Its the same in most places. Not just here. <br />
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4 years ago, I had been to this beautiful beach in Mangalore. If it wasn't for my dad who kept saying, we need to hurry back home, mothers waiting over and over again. It would have been perfect. They are not beach people. <br />
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The wind was right, the tide was low, the beach was like a mirror...will insert a pic when I find it. Absolutely amazing ...which had to be cut short as my dad had to get back to my mom. Like I said,<br />
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<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-64546270730323647662018-05-08T00:29:00.001+03:002018-05-08T00:29:05.251+03:00Recipe Of Dal Gosht|| Super Noor Catering || Mumbai Travel Food<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/2RHbg12GhE8" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-44462114527814630182018-05-01T15:07:00.002+03:002018-05-01T15:07:13.541+03:00Silent RASometimes I just want to scream out loud...<br />
sometimes I want to know if anyone can really see me...<br />
Sometimes the pain is too much to bear...<br />
As my body shows no signs of repair.<br />
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It's not fair I kept thinking every night in bed...<br />
what has life wanted but haven't said?<br />
I crave for love from my own...<br />
But they have failed miserably<br />
And left me alone.<br />
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I was brought into this world with love and wantedness<br />
But the very same could care any less.<br />
I sought to love with my man...<br />
And my family put my existence on a ban.<br />
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And as if that was not enough abuse...<br />
Life gave me more challenges to accuse.<br />
It told me you are strong and brave...<br />
You will but only crave.<br />
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So now after decades of this so-called life...<br />
I'm but an empty hole inside.<br />
Now I battle with myself everyday...<br />
Wondering what is all this trouble and struggle going to pay...<br />
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I didn't complete my poem that day. My husband came in and I had to serve lunch. Actually, I'm glad I didn't complete it. Maybe this will serve me as a reminder. A reminder that everytime I hit rock bottom, I manage to dig myself out, all on my own.<br />
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I had not been feeling well for over a month. A regular cough and a bad chest infection had been driving me crazy. Plus recovering from it made my Rheumatoid arthritis worse. I was in pain 24/7 and always stiff. I couldn't speak it out to my husband as he has heard it a whole lot of times, me talking about my pain and complaining of loneliness. and he is now almost immune to it. That makes it worse for me, as I seek support and don't always get it. Which means I have to manage my suicidal thoughts and try to get out of it on my own.<br />
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Anyways, I spent a day with my nephew and sister at home and repeated my craziness and story. She at least has the decency to keep quiet while I vent out and once I'm done ranting, I'm good.<br />
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The very few things that cheer me up are beaches and children who are super excited to see me.<br />
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Anyone out there going through pain or feeling down, remember all this will pass. These thoughts these feelings...it will all pass. Give yourself a chance to resolve it. It might seem like the end of the world at times but then comes a new day. I always tell myself that It's hurting today, in a week the pain will subside a bit and I will be normal again. This fatigue and stiffness will pass. I tell myself, if I can bear this much pain and go through life like a normal person, I can definitely get over these negative feelings and seek positivity or some form of sanity as well. I tell myself Im strong. I tell myself Im the captain of my broken ship but I can definitely sail through these waters I can repair myself to some extent to stay afloat. If no one is there for me, I can sit and talk to God. I'm not ashamed or feel weird to cry and talk to God. I tell him he hasn't done justice to my life and then I can hear it...in my mind.."Sweetheart, I love your voice when you call out to me. I will set things right but I need you to have faith. Don't shake that faith off. This is happening for a reason and you will see why, when the time comes."<br />
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So don't lose hope. I was down in the dumps for a month. Contemplating the forbidden. But then the sun shone through and I was lifted from that dark space. Tell yourself you are strong. I tell myself this when I have no energy to even sit straight in a chair.<br />
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Look in the mirror...<br />
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I'm a strong woman. I'm brave. I can do this. I have seen worse, this cant be that tough. You are better than the way you feel.<br />
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Then I get up and go about my day. Not a single soul ever gets to see me at my weakest point. Everyone I know says the same thing...You are a strong woman. You can handle so much. MAy God give you more strength! But deep inside I want to held n arms, held close to someone who kisses me a million times and says baby, I'm there for you. Its ok to cry. its ok to be less brave. Anyways, I'm okay. Everyone cannot feel bad and sad for you everytime you have an episode. It's my silent war with myself, my mind.<br />
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<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-14849880736363574092018-04-25T14:04:00.000+03:002018-04-25T14:06:27.027+03:00Fighting my Demons<h1 class="entry-title fn" itemprop="name" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; clear: left; line-height: 1.0625; margin: 0px 0px 0.75rem; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>When I was so low, I cut with a blade</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>To punish my body for being a mess,</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>Though here is my testament, I must confess...</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>That seeing these scars left on my arms, legs, and chest</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>Makes me realize I was in a place of no rest;</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>I feel guilty inside for leaving this token.</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>Now I will see and remember that I was so broken.</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>But seeing these scars helps me see</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>That I survived so much trauma and now I am free.</i></span></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><i>So I ask you now to stand with me and fight,</i></span></span></h1>
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She stood on the bridge </div>
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They cut her heart </div>
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Making her believe </div>
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They were always there</div>
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These demons were destructive </div>
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Knocking down the life she knew </div>
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Hating everything about her</div>
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These demons can't be seen</div>
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I'll fight them one more night</div>
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Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-55514537341601685642018-02-28T14:50:00.000+03:002018-02-28T14:50:37.457+03:00Rheumatoid arthritis and diet<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">When I was first diagnosed years ago, I was not put on any specific diet and started right away with Plaquinal. I will not be talking about the various treatments I have had, as those who suffer from it, know them by heart. The treatments given across countries is almost the same and except for Humira, I tried the rest and finally gave up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When these medications were working no more, my husband was like...where you have dedicated 3 years of your life to this treatment, why don't you give Ayurvedic treatment a chance. So that we know we have tried everything that's out there and nothing worked. Whenever I even mentioned Ayurveda treatment, my Doctor would just snap and say that line of medicine is all hocus pocus and don't even mention it here in my office.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I don't see the hatred here. My life in 3 years was non existent. I wasn't able to walk. I broke up with every friend because I as angry. Angry with my disease, angry with my life, Angry with God. I was angry, depressed and I could barely move, I just wanted to die. That could not be called living. That felt like wrath.....</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Moving on, I went to India , consulted an ayurvedic doctor. She explained there is no treatment to stop or end this disease but we can slow down and with proper strict diet, maybe you could salvage a few joints and prevent further damage. Again I will not be discussing the medications, as its best inspected and treated by one. Some places they will try to loot you, some places they will just give you the medications.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The most important thing about ayurvedic treatment is the diet. She told me if i abide by the strict diet , I could help in reducing the symptoms. She told me it will take a year to actually work but since there are no side effects to it or not as much as western medications.....</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The first thing to stop is Yogurt / curds. She said any yogurt products like in the middle east we have Laban, and greek yogurt and lassi and what not...she said just stop it. She said I could drink only butter milk. When they churn to make butter, the liquid that's left when making the butter... that has superb cooling effects and that I could drink that as much as I wanted. But no whey , no lassi.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The thing with yogurt is, and this is not a scientific explanation, yogurt is very cooling. Plus with the prebiotics, its one healthy natural dosage of nature you can eat to add to your health. Ayurvedic medications are heaty. As in they make the body warm inside....and like me if you live in a country where 55 Celsius is the normal temperature... you are literally being cooked inside and out. Buttermilk is not available outside Asia I think. AT least in the middle east, its not available.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Second thing she asked me to cut out from my diet was red meat. I'm guessing it includes lamb, mutton, beef ,organ meat,etc etc. She was like it would help you immensely if you quit this totally. But just in case, you dont have the power of will, you can have just a small portion once a week. Now with RA, most become anemic. I'm anemic too. Iron deficiency Anemia. Even though I have been taking folic acid with iron mix, I'm forever anemic. I'm in my menopause right now and still am anemic. Red meat provides that yummy portion of Iron but she was like look for vegetarian substitutes as well or just pop a pill to make up for it. We cant have it all right ! So now I eat meat once in weeks or when I feel the Vampire in me will turn me and force me to feed on someone. Also....it all comes with experience. Like I might have to indulge in a few brands and have flares before I realize I cannot eat that brand anymore. As in frozen chicken or sometimes even fresh meat or chicken. I'm guessing it has to do with the feed. Sometimes I don't have flare ups at all. and sometimes, just one bite will lead to me blowing up like an air balloon. This goes for chicken too. She asked me to eat just a portion of chicken as well. And the same math applies with chicken. Some brands I can eat without an issue and some I just cant.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Now She asked me to strictly rule out canned and preserved stuff. No spam , no sausages or links, no hams or mortadella, nothing smoked, nothing cured. She told me that this I had to give up. Luckily I had this one spam I liked and wasn't eating the other things at all. SO giving up on that one product was easy for me. Sometimes, I do feel this urge to eat a bite of sausage or a rasher ...but then the pain has always been unbearable. No canned fruits or lets simply put it...if its in a can..its a no no.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">NOW lets come to the part that shocked me She said should cut cheeses and dairy products. She said go for skimmed milk, which I presume she said looking at my curves ahem ahem......But she asked me to skip cheeses. I eat a bit of cream cheese in my breakfast and right now slice cheese once a week. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Vegetables that are gassy... there was a list alright... I don't remember half of it...But it was any kind of beans. Kidney beans, chick peas, garbanzo beans mean the same, green beans,yard long beans....All these beans are gassy. Anything that's gassy should be avoided and not eaten. Even lentils like urad dal , chana dal should be avoided. But since I already follow a list of food that includes nothing, I do eat a few dals that I truly love like mung beans or moong dal, horse gram, and masoor dal or pink dal as I call it. When I prepare tempering for these dals I include - Ajwain or caraway seeds( this I boil with the dal) , Cumin seeds or jeera seeds , black mustard seeds or rai, And among a few other things Hing or Asafoetida. These 3 things will get rid of the gassiness within you when you eat these things. I even add jeera or cumin seeds in my boiling rice water and you can munch on fennel seeds or saunf or drink ajwain or caraway seeds steeped in hot water. It will help in easing up the gas issues.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Of course, i9t goes without saying, that any kind of soft drinks like Pepsi and the likes of it... should be completely avoided. Even if you don't have RA, its not a healthy drink anyways. But if you are addicted to having those, cut them down slowly... like you would taper your prednisolone doses. Once in a blue moon ok....but cut down on junk food and other things. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This advice I follow as strictly as my mind allows. Sometimes I indulge. I'm a human being after all and being a foodie doesn't help even a bit. But I don't deny myself anything. Once in 4 or 6 months, I will eat KFC. Or maybe a burger instead. So I try to buy things by reading their ingredients. Thanks to Oprah, in one of her episodes, she mentioned things you should simply not buy. Look for those few ingredient names like hydrogenated anything or artificial flavourings or fake butter or what not, I read my ingredient list and buy products which don't have them. even the burgers that I buy , I make sure have only natural spices and stuff and without preservatives. Again...I have tried quite a few brands before I declared these are RA friendly for me.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Its not the end of the world, and my heart goes out for those who are going through severe symptoms. i have been there like I mentioned initially. To the point of wanting to commit suicide to end it all and Im the kind of person who can take a lot of pain. Im not the kind who will easily complain of illness even to my husband so skip out on chores. This ayurvedic treatment start actually producing results after a year and half. I have to get these medications from India on regular basis which is pretty difficult for me but Thankfully being an Indian helps. My wonderful friends always get me my supply when they visit. This way I can take them regularly. There are more syrups or kashayams as they say it to be taken, but there is a limit to how much medications can be brought in your luggage here. So I stick to the 3 meds which I take without fail. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">After a year and half, I finally started walking again. I finally could eat with my right hand regularly, my mouth could open wide enough. Im thankful to God, Alhamdullilah, for being there for me when I lost all hope. Im even thankful for my wonderful husband, Mehmood. The man has been my rock. He never ever complained when I lay immobile for months. he supported me and loved me without bias through it all. He is always checking my shopping cart and making sure I dont buy junk. He makes sure I go all vegan when I have my flares. He cut down on meat and stuff so that I wouldn't lose control. </span></span>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-24892207842287428112018-02-18T16:15:00.001+03:002018-02-28T14:51:14.477+03:00Series and dramas<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">We all have those shows we love to watch. We love the way they make us laugh or reminisce or the morals they teach or the fact we need something to get through the day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">My first series is a Kuwaiti series. Its not very new and if you can understand arabic..it is a must watch. The series talks about people and their relationships. Each one with their own take on what they feel life should be. One being about a couple who haven't got pregnant over a long time but are content and so much in love. I loved her character . She is a wonderful woman, classy, puts her husband and his family above herself and has so much love and attention to shower among the relationships around her. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I want to be so much like her. Poised and well spoken, soft and dispersing of beautiful love every now and then in doses. In the series, an old flame takes over their marital bliss and destroys everything to get her ex flame back. The man gets weak in an instance over a woman thrusting her good looks and beautiful empty words of love and he gives up on wife and he tumbles onto a cross path when he , being a writer and poet, cannot distinguish between true love and infatuation. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I couldn't imagine being left by my husband over another woman. Its a nightmare. Especially if you don't have anything else in the relationship like children. Its so easy to get bored and move on. She too faces this very fear and life gives her another shot at it and what a wonderful change it turns out to be.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The one thing I always tell myself is, love yourself. Admire yourself for the truth you have in you. Focus on doing good deeds and on the deeds and goodness of others. We strangles our mental existence with what rubbish jealous people pour into our lives. Instead of letting it go and keeping our calm, we tread on wards to spin the tempest of lives. But what is life if not testing us during storms. How are we to know what our strengths are if we have not searched for it during that harsh 10 seconds of brutal rage that is life struggles. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The series showcases another stubborn and hard man to love, who is a dad to 4 kids but thinks showing his love is a form of weakness of a man.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> It shows a couple, wherein a wife simply doesn't respect her husband and appreciate the love he has for her and every time he professes his love or excitement with a new venture, she ignores him, shuns him and utters not a single word of courage or positivity. A woman who doesn't value the love she gets from a faithful man. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It showcases another woman, who is greedy and jealous and envious of other women. Simply because her purpose in life seems to be only to bicker, ruin the lives of others around her rather than working on her own family. In the end she loses it all...and her demons take hold the better of her.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The series is simply 30 episodes and is a beautiful. It gives one a glimpse of the kuwaiti lifestyle. I must the one thing that the series didn't portray the number of maids. hehehhehhe... Its the truth. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I putting the url below... incase if anyone is interested..to watch it. Its in arabic.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><u><i>https://shahid.mbc.net/ar/series/ذكريات-لا-تموت/series-227156</i></u></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Dhikrayat la tamoot. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Means Memories never die.</span>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-79382730322870055072018-01-26T16:25:00.001+03:002018-02-28T14:53:27.526+03:00What is Missing !<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my mom ran her hand through my hair and stroked it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my dad carried me in his arms when I was even a bit ill.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I sat on my parents lap for the heck of it and they cuddled me unknowingly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my mom applied rouge and lipstick on my face, with her ring finger, when attending a party.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my dad held my hand firmly while crossing the bridge or at a crowded market.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my mom oiled my hair and ears while placing my head on her lap.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my mom taught me a few dance moves while cooking in the kitchen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The time I saw my baby brother after he was born at the hospital, packed like a bullet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when my mom made dress fitting an event with her sisters.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The time my dad woke me up first thing in the morning , every single day, to drink a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice for years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when my dad let me hold his pinkie finger , whenever we were out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times my mom set my hair for half an hour because it wouldn't stay proper.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I played police robber with my siblings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times we siblings sat down and counted and divided every piece of chocolates and sweets equally.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when we licked the food we didn't want to share on purpose but then landed eating it anyways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when we siblings beat each other up and cried and then looked at each other and made up again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when mom announced today she would cook my favorite dish .</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when my aunt told us stories at night when my parents were working nights.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I twirled in my favorite frilled skirt and saw it rise high and felt like a flower.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I sat by the river at my granny's for hours and looked at sunlight dancing on the water making it look like gold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when saw sheaf of light trickling through the trees in the forest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I soaked my feet in a running stream of cool fresh water in the forest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I watched endless sunsets.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I dug my feet deep into the sand by the ocean.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I would cut grass with a girl from my neighborhood to feed our cow at home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I made dung cakes and dried it on the wall, </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I tried to explore a jungle with a neighbor .</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The time when I caught a snake and brought it home to my grandmother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I woke up to the scent of roses in our garden everyday during vacation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I stared at my dad's tummy while he was sleeping as it puffed up and went down.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I bit my dad's nose while I was on his lap.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I danced in the rain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I walked daily through a row of large old green trees.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I saw oranges on trees for the first time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I climbed trees and sat on them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"> The times when I unsuccessfully tried to milk our cow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I drank goat milk squeezed out directly underneath it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I ran with my long hair open around the house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I spent living with my siblings alone in the flat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I experienced true love, my first love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I was kissed with whole heart and soul and passion.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I changed diapers and burped a baby.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when a baby held my finger looking into my eyes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I held my baby Anna and cried alone Coz I knew this could never be mine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I spoke to my parrots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I partied with my besties.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I had long wonderful motherly chats with my besties. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I spent with my friends doing things we all loved.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The lipstick half day Saturdays in college.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I watched Titanic with my bestie more than 3 times.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The nights I spent listening to Mariah Carey's Butterfly and Kenny Gs Breathless night after night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The long romantic chats.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The day I got 100s of roses for valentine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The day my roommates gave me a surprise birthday party, my 17th.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I listened to churake dil mera with 15 of my best roommates lying on the floor late at night at the hostel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when my hostel warden praised me for being the best student.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The time when I saw the birth of my nephew and held him in my arms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The time when I enter a room and my nephews rush to hug and kiss me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times I sang lullaby to my niece, my baby Anna, every day during my holiday in India.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when my girlfriend stood by me through thick and thin , during my worst nightmare of my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The times when I partied without fear like a true adult , without giving a fuck to the world.</span></div>
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<b><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "lucida sans" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic;">And as imagination bodies forth</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "lucida sans" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic;">The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "lucida sans" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic;">Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "lucida sans" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic;">A local habitation and a name.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Sans", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: grey; font-family: "lucida sans" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">– William Shakespeare (from A Midsummer Night’s Dream)</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">There's a stationary shop at the market and it is one of my favorite places. The beautiful colorful assortment of pens and pencils and paints. All the typical items one would require to write their school notes and homework and projects. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Even though I'm a child of the 70s, and have every possible access to gadgets around me, I miss the time when I wrote my diaries. When I missed my friend and I decided to pen a letter , one page after another. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Now it feels all so mechanical and not even intimate on any level. We have taken for granted this skill , or rather art of writing. I buy loose papers and books and keep them in my bag and home and write small things or doodle on them or work out puzzles. It feels so good to look at my own beautiful handwriting every now and then. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I hope people never let go of something this basic and beautiful ever. No machine can replace the pen and paper.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Vitamins are essential nourishment for the smooth functioning of our bodies. Amongst the many, Vitamin E is one which constantly is included in beauty tips involving hair and skin and beauty.It has other important uses too namely, its good for various organs, helps in hardened arteries and is good for the heart and other heart ailments. Besides it being an anti-oxidant, its also good for the nerves, in simple terms.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Its found only in plants and fish, so we can eat our daily requirements through various foods rich in it or consume a supplement to make things easier. It would be a better option to consume foods rich in it and reap its benefits but in this day and age, when people skip meals or are diet conscious or practice a certain kind of diet, its difficult to make up for the daily intake of this vitamin.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Lets just go through a few pointers as to how this vitamin contributes to our healthiness:-</span></span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It slows down aging.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It maintains moisture content and elasticity within the skin.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Helps fight skin cancer.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Treats scars and sunburns.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Helps in maintaining healthy hair.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Balances hormones and maintains the endocrine and nervous system.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And can help with relieving PMS , if taken a few days before the menstruation begins.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Improves vision too.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Improves physical endurance and muscle strength.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">So you see there are a wide variety of uses of vitamin E and we can see How important taking this vitamin could help us with our health.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">All you have to do is break a capsule and use its content directly as in sunburn or mix it with a medium like body moisturizer or olive oil and apply on skin to lighten dark spots or use in hair oil.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">There are many local companies selling these vitamin E capsules. Evion selling 400mg of Vitamin E in the range of Rs. 14.46 per 10 capsules.Its not a bad bargain.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Foods rich in Vitamin E are- Spinach , Wheatgerm , Almonds, Butternut squash, Trout fish, avocado, Olive oil, sunflower seeds, Palm oil, sweet potato , hazelnut, mango, broccoli, kiwi fruit, papaya, cucumber, tomatoes are some solid examples of food that can be consumed to make up for the daily need of this essential vitamin within our body. A cup of most of these foods provide a daily intake.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I take Vitamin E tablets myself and it has proven beneficial in terms of skin and hair and overall health. But my advice would always be to consult a doctor before buying a bottle of it. It would be better to know if you truly had a deficiency than simply popping it in. As too much anything can never be good. Our bodies are or should be our temples, we clean it, we maintain it and make sure good things are out in , so that we reap its befits and feel good during this one existence we have on earth.</span></span><br />
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<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-17505793429418020422017-12-27T11:38:00.001+03:002017-12-27T11:38:27.762+03:00The Ultimate Shopping Guide To Plus Size Clothing In India!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Iu928rnYDDo" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10800086005247760866noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651217423894092192.post-55718693978687660542017-09-14T14:34:00.001+03:002017-09-14T14:34:26.044+03:00Booking flight know hows and Travelling tips<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Booking tickets......whoever said that was easy. Especially if you are looking for the best and cheapest prices online. Its nothing short of a nightmare....If you haven't done it before.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I realized finding the best price meant going through 6 to 7 sites twice a day and rechecking it every now and then, especially when you have to discuss the details between a bunch of fellow travelers. Its like you are repeating the same thing twice or thrice.My husband tends to have amnesia whenever Iam speaking. Its like the man wasn't listening at all. I might be talking for an hour and he wont remember anything I said. I think in the perpetual habit of zoning out when your wife talks....he zones out the minute he sees my face I guess. Because Im repeating the very same thing a hundred different times. Yes...that is married life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Yes...so some tips when booking tickets for that amazing holiday .</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">1. <u>YouTube ki Jai ho !</u> Always check out your holiday spot on YouTube. Everyone is putting everything on YouTube nowadays. From drunken endeavors to flashing themselves to sick stuff to joyous things. Everything is there on YouTube. So take the time to research for your dream destination and watch all videos concerning it. Like the scams to look out for...the stuff you need to pack...the essentials pertaining to that destination which is a must, the things you just dont need to or shouldn't pack, even whats there to see out there...the packages , the tours, the prices....etc etc. I have found out about places by mistake and planned my holiday around it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">5. There is something called the red eye flight. These flights are during that time of the night or early morning, when you rather sleep in bed with your butt in the air. These red eye flights are usually cheap as people , the ones with family, wouldnt want to drag their kids at odd times in the night to travel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">8. Take into consideration the flight times and transit hours and the stays in the various airports. When you are in your 20s, staying awake for 2 days doesnt interfere with your body or life. But when you are older, have kids and are travelling, not getting the proper sleep can have a major impact. I could stay awake for 48 hours up to the age of 27 or 34.....but then it was like a landslide of life. If I dont get enough sleep now..besides falling asleep wherever I sit with my damn mouth wide open and drool seeping out , like a toddler I guess, my eyelids swell up,,I get nasty cranky...I get these murderous instincts....You dont need to play night crawler...I become one. And without my caffeine shots in the name of strong black tea...Im unmanageable. You dont want to land at your destination and spend a solid whole day sleeping in , trying to fight off the side effects of age and ruin an entire day. So make sure you sleep wherever you can. Like in Dubai, you have these wonderful chairs where you can sleep in. Use it...dont be ashamed... Make yourself comfortable and sleep when you can if time allows. I never sleep in a plane unless my mind yanks my brain socket out and I just go unconscious. Im distracted by movies and series. Listen to easy music and just sleep. </span></div>
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