<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157</id><updated>2012-01-11T06:54:56.461-08:00</updated><category term='Teach for India'/><category term='Nathula'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Eplilogue-- At the very beginning'/><category term='Selfhood'/><category term='Food and Drinks'/><category term='Prologue'/><category term='Mumbai'/><category term='community service'/><category term='Slacktivism'/><category term='IPL'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Soliloquy'/><category term='Sikkim'/><category term='Travelogues'/><category term='Elsa Diaries'/><category term='Goa'/><category term='Crap'/><category term='Egocentrism'/><title type='text'>:: The FeltWord</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4909598804864242164</id><published>2012-01-06T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:58:05.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Boston Musing (3)</title><summary type='text'>One would think that moving to a whole new country, settling down in a beautiful city,  doing an MBA  and the likes of it all would have me raving and blubbering all over this lovely rant space of mine. I will be honest -- I want to, I really want to. But I find it hard to condense to text five insane months of overwhelming changes, experiences, and all the binge eating and drinking that usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4909598804864242164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4909598804864242164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4909598804864242164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4909598804864242164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2012/01/boston-musing-3.html' title='Boston Musing (3)'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFiQCB2g5gA/Twdm5Ak44vI/AAAAAAAAAak/TgXvlue0P4U/s72-c/Collages3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-3516602570421484242</id><published>2012-01-05T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:26:29.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review : Kafka On the Shore</title><summary type='text'>
This Book Review got published on The Tossed Salad (click on title) . 

One of the reasons I am always drawn  to Murakami’s writing is because it makes one extremely cynical and critical of their own likes and dislikes and how they view life. I sometimes find myself judging my own self rather than the content and the context: Did I really like this book? Do I relate to these feelings, am I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/3516602570421484242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=3516602570421484242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3516602570421484242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3516602570421484242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2011/01/book-review-kafka-on-shore.html' title='Book Review : Kafka On the Shore'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TSSB0oZAnAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5cbdtruIZSg/s72-c/cinamon+on+the+shore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1225448670314190248</id><published>2011-09-04T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:37:55.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Boston Musings (2)</title><summary type='text'>It has been little more than three weeks here in the United   states of America.. and surprisingly I am not keeping a track of the days that seem to just gush by .I find myself riding high on emotions and wonderment. This is the farthest I have been from home, the first time outside my country… slightly overwhelmed, nervous, hopeful and truly excited. It is a whole load of mixed emotions and to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1225448670314190248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1225448670314190248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1225448670314190248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1225448670314190248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2011/09/boston-musings-2.html' title='Boston Musings (2)'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4784816689995797430</id><published>2011-08-05T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:06:41.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Boston Musings</title><summary type='text'>(Hopefully it is a start of a series...) 


"You know," said Arthur, "it's at times like this, when I'm trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me when I was young."
 "Why, what did she tell you?"
"I don't know, I didn't listen." -- Hitchhikers guide to Galaxy... 


So only few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4784816689995797430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4784816689995797430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4784816689995797430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4784816689995797430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-know-said-arthur-its-at-times-like.html' title='Boston Musings'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-2146748041984414097</id><published>2011-02-15T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:08:17.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>And now I wait....</title><summary type='text'>Right now I am going through a phase in my life, where waiting forms a part of my daily routine. Waiting has invariably become the highlight of my hours and most days in general. I say most days for some days I do manage to keep the panda in the room gagged and caged and carry on with life,work , interspersed with some conversation and some jokes . But then, these are trying times, for the act of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/2146748041984414097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=2146748041984414097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2146748041984414097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2146748041984414097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-now-i-wait.html' title='And now I wait....'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-307518507735014543</id><published>2011-02-12T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:29:34.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elsa Diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Elsa</title><summary type='text'>Today she would have been 14 years old.   
I just miss her so much. Even after three years, not a single day goes by when I don’t think about her. Anything and everything lovely reminds me of her. 




These pictures were taken in Jodhpur, when I was visiting my folks. I never saw her after these holidays. We still keep this bed of hers , a wrought iron settee , just as before. 
We got this fancy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/307518507735014543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=307518507735014543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/307518507735014543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/307518507735014543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-elsa.html' title='Happy Birthday Elsa'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqZYbTjE5V4/TVeFPFX5MbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/XLGIvkWgdkU/s72-c/DSC00791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4752463111881847306</id><published>2010-12-27T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T08:30:21.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teach for India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Classroom Joys</title><summary type='text'>My Flickr photos : CLICK HERE

  
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4752463111881847306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4752463111881847306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4752463111881847306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4752463111881847306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/12/classroom-joys.html' title='Classroom Joys'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TRi7yx2usrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7xFkyisPmhs/s72-c/tt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-8342184705464015308</id><published>2010-12-26T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:05:32.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teach for India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A Merry Christmas !!!</title><summary type='text'>Nowadays I am volunteering with a school in a slum in Kandavali east (Mumbai) , it's tiny school with the most wonderful kids ever. These images are from a Christmas party we just had.I went slightly crazy with the camera, and ended up taking hundreds of pictures. Little children make such eager and wonderful subjects. It was a fun party, with music, biscuits and cupcakes --kind donations. (Click</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/8342184705464015308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=8342184705464015308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8342184705464015308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8342184705464015308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='A Merry Christmas !!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TRb0adQeNAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dg7jtrmCgQ0/s72-c/Children-glimpses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-3144897567314684783</id><published>2010-12-18T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:25:26.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Goa Travelogues : Soliloquy</title><summary type='text'> 
More on Goa : click here As the last day drew to an end, I marveled at myself, I never talk to people so easily, never smile so often while walking the roads. My body feels great. I walk beaches and streets in a bikini top and shorts. I find me shedding so many of my inhibitions and even more misconstrued perceptions. I feel evolved.  I have never been out of my country and yet the past few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/3144897567314684783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=3144897567314684783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3144897567314684783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3144897567314684783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/goa-travelogues-soliloquy.html' title='Goa Travelogues : Soliloquy'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-2707936907880919423</id><published>2010-11-17T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:40:18.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Interactions (Postcards)</title><summary type='text'>
Benedicted !!!


Feeling Blue ???



Blue Walk



Strawberry vodka meet Capo ..Capo meet Vo.. 


Blissful Carnage ...


It did Happen !! 

  
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/2707936907880919423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=2707936907880919423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2707936907880919423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2707936907880919423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-snippets.html' title='Interactions (Postcards)'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TPPiFCObKBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/83lwH6vKQ1Q/s72-c/benedict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4319677625252522165</id><published>2010-09-02T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:41:31.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><title type='text'>The Rants of a Sick sick Woman !!!</title><summary type='text'>So I am sick, down with Jaundice. It really sucks, sucks to the core. For starters it’s my birthday month and no coffee for god knows how many months; also I lost my apartment back in Bombay. I am tempted to lash out abusive nothings about my whack landlord and pmsing house mate, but all the feelings of ‘being wronged’ seems out of context here.
I’m home, recuperating; being spoilt on Mumma and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4319677625252522165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4319677625252522165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4319677625252522165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4319677625252522165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/09/rants-of-sick-sick-woman.html' title='The Rants of a Sick sick Woman !!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-7310918130432012731</id><published>2010-07-13T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:41:31.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slacktivism'/><title type='text'>Open Space Blogging opportunity</title><summary type='text'>So I have started blogging for Open space. Open Space is the civil society and youth outreach initiative of the Centre for Communication and Development Studies (CCDS). I’m really excited about this opportunity. It is always so nice to be writing on an outside platform and not just ranting on one’s own blog aint it? 
URL : OPEn Space Blogs 


Also check : Soldier Who Lives on 
It’s a tubby baby </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.blog.openspaceindia.org/' title='Open Space Blogging opportunity'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/7310918130432012731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=7310918130432012731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/7310918130432012731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/7310918130432012731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/07/open-space-blogging-oppurtunity.html' title='Open Space Blogging opportunity'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-2706787697155961208</id><published>2010-07-02T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:07:19.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Calvin MeQuirks</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/2706787697155961208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=2706787697155961208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2706787697155961208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2706787697155961208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/07/calvin-mequirks.html' title='Calvin MeQuirks'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TC4qbt2VEuI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TVl80bDtBu8/s72-c/calvin1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1640188587761525587</id><published>2010-07-01T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T02:47:12.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikkim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Sikkim Travelogues</title><summary type='text'>Journey Up Nathula . It is situated at a height of 14200 feet above main sea level. About 57 kms from Gangtok in east Sikkim on the Indo-China border.










</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1640188587761525587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1640188587761525587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1640188587761525587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1640188587761525587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/07/sikkim-travlogues.html' title='Sikkim Travelogues'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TIpzcX4qvvI/AAAAAAAAARw/UyPhmweWsjA/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-7309821358231124981</id><published>2010-07-01T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:02:14.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikkim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Baba Harbhajan Singh</title><summary type='text'>This article also got published in Open Space Editorial (link to article) , but without the pictures.

The Soldier Who Lives On





In a country of myriad faiths and even more strife, I stumbled upon a curious tale of faith high up in the mountains of Sikkim beyond the green valleys and the tall fir trees. A tale so enchanting and so fantastical that it twirls the mind and sways the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/7309821358231124981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=7309821358231124981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/7309821358231124981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/7309821358231124981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/07/sikkim-travelogues-baba-harbhajan.html' title='Baba Harbhajan Singh'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TIprmPIDduI/AAAAAAAAARA/PTUPTC2XWpE/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-2334275464748091727</id><published>2010-07-01T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:33:44.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikkim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathula'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/2334275464748091727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=2334275464748091727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2334275464748091727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2334275464748091727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/TCzfCqEUJWI/AAAAAAAAANc/wGjSVWL29vU/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-5567428341970416701</id><published>2010-06-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:13:11.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>So what have I gone and done now??</title><summary type='text'>Let’s just say, I finally decided to let go of my inhibitions and confusions, and do something about my misery.I went ahead and did it. And I am still trying to understand the consequences of my actions. I cannot help but mournfully whine about the fact that there was no drum roll, no red carpets, no ‘gosh love you’, no  ‘this is where I belong ‘ moment.   Instead for the first time in well quite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/5567428341970416701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=5567428341970416701&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5567428341970416701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5567428341970416701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-have-i-gone-and-done-now.html' title='So what have I gone and done now??'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-5084301938520390539</id><published>2010-05-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:41:31.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teach for India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The kids</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/5084301938520390539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=5084301938520390539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5084301938520390539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5084301938520390539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/05/kids.html' title='The kids'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/S_JqDOM0mLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5cWm5M3KqSI/s72-c/tfipic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-289874758950714755</id><published>2010-05-18T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:41:31.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teach for India'/><title type='text'>Teach For India /Akanksha</title><summary type='text'>Cotton Green is a tiny suburb close to Parel. Huge empty cotton mills, a beautiful Heritage building which use to be the cotton exchange and unused smaller granaries mark this central Mumbai suburb.  Akanksha, the NGO runs a primary English medium school in Abhudaya  Nagar Municipal  School in Cotton Green.  I began volunteering as a teacher assistant in this school a few months ago. Reason: I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/289874758950714755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=289874758950714755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/289874758950714755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/289874758950714755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/05/teach-for-india-akanksha.html' title='Teach For India /Akanksha'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6114638491260321608</id><published>2010-05-18T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:23:31.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teach for India'/><title type='text'>Teach for India/Akanksha - My work.</title><summary type='text'>Yash assigns me eight kids, the ones who are struggling with class room work and need special attention. That is where I come in.   I start writing exercises with the little runts, and it is a struggle. Rehan seems to comprehend nothing, when I ask him to write ten sentences on ‘My School’. Little Pratik begins to write but is unable to string even simple words, Sajida narrates 5 beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6114638491260321608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6114638491260321608&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6114638491260321608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6114638491260321608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/05/teach-for-indiaakanksha-my-work.html' title='Teach for India/Akanksha - My work.'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-8689978024128069375</id><published>2010-04-30T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:14:26.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>When you're Griping and You Know it.. Clap your Hands</title><summary type='text'>At the end of the day a Relationship triumphs. You can spend a thousand years fathoming the unseen intricacies and the misunderstood squabbles and whines. But you have to understand that in the end, when the end comes, it is simply because there is nothing left in you for the relationship to take. So it decides to leave you.   I treat it as an entity. You, me and relationship-three entities. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/8689978024128069375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=8689978024128069375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8689978024128069375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8689978024128069375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-youre-griping-and-you-know-it-clap.html' title='When you&apos;re Griping and You Know it.. Clap your Hands'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4859925050958710738</id><published>2010-04-25T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T07:35:48.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I sound like such a teenager... tibit tibiptitit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4859925050958710738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4859925050958710738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4859925050958710738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4859925050958710738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-sound-like-such-teenager.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6085362971646104258</id><published>2010-04-18T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T14:12:21.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slacktivism'/><title type='text'>Slacktivism</title><summary type='text'>Helloooooooooo readers..  Yes Yes.. I am being sarcastic.. Recently I discovered that my sarcasm is lost on so many that I find it important to point it out specifically.  I wish I could converse with people with Cue cards.I speak holding a cue card -- interpret --Sarci, please respond appropriately in a robot voice…Stop &gt; ..  Well a lot has happened, and a lot remains to unfold. I got a new job,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6085362971646104258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6085362971646104258&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6085362971646104258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6085362971646104258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/04/slacktivism.html' title='Slacktivism'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-892286090072238748</id><published>2010-03-30T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:16:47.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>GoaTravelogues</title><summary type='text'>



 

</summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/goa-travelogues-soliloquy.html' title='GoaTravelogues'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/892286090072238748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=892286090072238748&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/892286090072238748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/892286090072238748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-pics.html' title='GoaTravelogues'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/S7KBDwMR5eI/AAAAAAAAAKo/E-EKca9dy1Y/s72-c/IMAGE_585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4137147985707958788</id><published>2010-03-30T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:10:21.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Goa Pics</title><summary type='text'>More on Goa : click here





 

</summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa' title='Goa Pics'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4137147985707958788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4137147985707958788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4137147985707958788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4137147985707958788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/pics.html' title='Goa Pics'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/S7J_Q4VyoiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pWVU3TyGII0/s72-c/IMAGE_602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6585942719528705785</id><published>2010-03-24T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:04:50.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><title type='text'>Goa tavelogues : Last 3 days</title><summary type='text'>More on Goa : Click here 
The last three days, I divided my time and my lazy hours between Kola beach and Agonda. One morning we trekked up to Agonda , a four kilometer hike I think and spent the whole day there –lounging, eating, playing the frizzbee , swimming and eating some more. Of course a considerable time was also spent in chatting up with other tourists.  We ate at the Greek place (</summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa' title='Goa tavelogues : Last 3 days'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6585942719528705785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6585942719528705785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6585942719528705785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6585942719528705785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/goa-tavelogues-last-3-days.html' title='Goa tavelogues : Last 3 days'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1493557059614539414</id><published>2010-03-24T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:03:33.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><title type='text'>Day 3 : Galgibag</title><summary type='text'> 
More on Goa : click here
Galgibag   http://wikimapia.org/256546/Galgibag-Beach A remote beach further than Talpona, one of the last beaches of South Goa, it is also a turtle nesting beach. Lined with fir and pine trees, the beach stretches long. As usual, only visitors other than the locals were foreigners.  I really don’t know how we got there. But the drive/ride to Galgibag beach is beautiful</summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa' title='Day 3 : Galgibag'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1493557059614539414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1493557059614539414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1493557059614539414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1493557059614539414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3-galgibag.html' title='Day 3 : Galgibag'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1804833379876821220</id><published>2010-03-24T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:17:18.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Agonda -- Patnem -- GalgiBag.</title><summary type='text'> 
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Day 3: Agonda à Patnem -à GalgiBag.
Sometimes we have good days and sometimes bad. But having a good good day on an already brilliant holiday is something one cherishes even more so.It was serendipity at its best.  The day was long and eventful. We discovered 3 beautiful beaches, met some wonderful people and ate really good food.The day started with a dolphin </summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa' title='Day 3: Agonda -- Patnem -- GalgiBag.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1804833379876821220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1804833379876821220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1804833379876821220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1804833379876821220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3-agonda-patnem-galgibag.html' title='Day 3: Agonda -- Patnem -- GalgiBag.'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-8436454759723840057</id><published>2010-02-28T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:34:07.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drinks'/><title type='text'>Goa Travelogues -- Day 2</title><summary type='text'> Day 2: Blue Lagoon, Kola beach.The Blue lagoon portrays a sense of remoteness, yet it is not isolated. A small beach tucked in deep . The bio diversity engaging and the ubiquitous tranquility ensuring.Wiki Map -Kola beachI wake up in a thatched hut, which is somewhat rickety –the floor boards creek, the wooden bed looks ancient but soft, and the hard board floor is covered with a red carpet all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/8436454759723840057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=8436454759723840057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8436454759723840057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8436454759723840057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/02/goa-travelogues-day-2_28.html' title='Goa Travelogues -- Day 2'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/S4qbKqXYbLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MhQepFbZDfc/s72-c/room+view+-day2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-8804548350188748038</id><published>2010-02-28T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:07:43.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Goa travelogues -- Madame Bovary</title><summary type='text'>More on Goa : click here


I am reading Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert. I have been wanting to read this book for so long. It is an interesting read  'FOR ME 'on a holiday like this or otherwise ...simply because the book expresses a state of mind seemingly ubiquitous and familiar...

 " No matter, she still wasn't happy,she never had been. What caused this inadequacy in her life? Why did </summary><link rel='related' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa' title='Goa travelogues -- Madame Bovary'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/8804548350188748038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=8804548350188748038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8804548350188748038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/8804548350188748038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/02/goa-travelogues-madame-bovary.html' title='Goa travelogues -- Madame Bovary'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-894769463143867857</id><published>2010-02-27T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:34:07.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Goa Travelogues</title><summary type='text'> The past year hasn’t been kind. Ups and downs -- the downs outscoring the ups. Made some decisions, I regret even before the consequences have come to surface. I wait for the results and the consequences. The stress and the anxiety of it make my days very difficult to get by.When my boy friend offered Goa, I decided to take it up.I think my holiday started the day I decided to go to Goa.Day 1: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/894769463143867857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=894769463143867857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/894769463143867857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/894769463143867857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2010/02/goa-travelogues.html' title='Goa Travelogues'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/S4juDswAOkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WV5cMNQDe8U/s72-c/SunsetaatLittleColaBeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4923646159963046281</id><published>2009-09-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:03:27.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elsa Diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Elsa Diaries 4</title><summary type='text'>I really miss Elsa. It’s been 2 years now. Life choices do keep me busy. I have so much to do, to decide, to understand and to choose. It is scary as every day I am made to realize the urgency of the decisions to be made. There’s always a flutter in my heart—I work, I study, I meet people, I fall in love, I fall out of love, friends depart, friends’ grow apart, new relationships are forged, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4923646159963046281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4923646159963046281&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4923646159963046281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4923646159963046281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/09/elsa-diaries-4.html' title='Elsa Diaries 4'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6836193625198300603</id><published>2009-09-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:31:59.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soliloquy'/><title type='text'>Yer Yer Yer... Undone !!!</title><summary type='text'>There’s my life, it’s only been 24 years, and yet I find myself wishing I get back a few  of my past years (they are after all My Years) , even though I still have more than half of my eternity left. What is it about the past that makes us always want to go back to either change, relive or rectify??? I often ponder, sometimes lament but I don’t wish to unmeet a single person I’ve met.And then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6836193625198300603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6836193625198300603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6836193625198300603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6836193625198300603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/09/yer-yer-yer-undone.html' title='Yer Yer Yer... Undone !!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1161453206260177137</id><published>2009-08-20T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:03:34.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarifications!!! My info is correct and checked..;)</title><summary type='text'>I went through numerous blogs , wiki page and other Baba related info sites, a lot of the information seems stunted, incorrect and conflicting. While writing the article , I found myself in a quandary , because much of the information even i had gathered about the saintly young sepoy was hearsay. Hence I spoke to an old friend of my father's who commanded the Nathula Brigade few years back (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1161453206260177137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1161453206260177137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1161453206260177137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1161453206260177137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/08/clarifications-my-info-is-correct-and.html' title='Clarifications!!! My info is correct and checked..;)'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-3859003021326280790</id><published>2009-08-09T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:51:51.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikkim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathula'/><title type='text'>Nathula --- Baba Harbhajan Singh</title><summary type='text'>As we approached the top, the drive got bumpier and the landscape naked. Bare jagged mountains now encircled the valley. The road construction seemed more intense at the top than on our way up; more and more water falls were now flooding the road, making it slushy and extremely slippery. On reaching the top, our first stop was Baba Harbhajan Singh’s shrine. This shrine is held very sacred by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/3859003021326280790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=3859003021326280790&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3859003021326280790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3859003021326280790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/08/nathula-baba-harbhajan-singh.html' title='Nathula --- Baba Harbhajan Singh'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-612086593852493692</id><published>2009-08-09T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:33:45.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still working on the young Sepoy article...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/612086593852493692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=612086593852493692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/612086593852493692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/612086593852493692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-working-on-young-sepoy-article.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-3338623666591717746</id><published>2009-07-07T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:52:11.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikkim'/><title type='text'>Nathula --- The Drive to 14200 feet.</title><summary type='text'>Nathula – Listening ears, La – pass.It is situated at a height of 14200 feet above main sea level, about 57 kms from Gangtok in east Sikkim. It is on the Indo-China border.We woke up at 5 am. The night before was spent in lamenting about the weather. The rain had already hampered our holiday and it was threatening to disrupt our Nathula sojourn too. It was still damp but our driver who ferries </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/3338623666591717746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=3338623666591717746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3338623666591717746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3338623666591717746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/07/nathula-drive-to-14200-feet.html' title='Nathula --- The Drive to 14200 feet.'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7FADmEhQ5U/SlMLIA3C-fI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1yogBQlUzpo/s72-c/pic7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6596559457652899682</id><published>2009-06-11T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:53:31.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drinks'/><title type='text'>Do Try this at Home ...</title><summary type='text'>I cooked the other day, and it turned out exquisite, homely and extremely delicious.  And so easy to make. I’m proud of this meal.  Special thanks to Suveer, he really knows his ingredients. This may seem like a lazy Blog post. It is. I stepped out of my home by 12:30 pm and went shopping. The day looked unusually bright even from behind my dark glasses. I groaned my way to the market which is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6596559457652899682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6596559457652899682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6596559457652899682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6596559457652899682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-try-this-at-home.html' title='Do Try this at Home ...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4664680510610667746</id><published>2009-05-30T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:29:20.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egocentrism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><title type='text'>My Extraordinary Love</title><summary type='text'>Love is extraordinary; it has the power to destroy and to redeem. I think I won’t really ever understand true love. My being on this planet has become so abortive and selfish that I have begun to gauge everything I do in those terms. I do have visions of great love, of probable love; I might be in love too as I write this, but unfortunately I realize I will never go down the path of greatness in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4664680510610667746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4664680510610667746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4664680510610667746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4664680510610667746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-extraordinary-love.html' title='My Extraordinary Love'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-3344470918067329021</id><published>2009-05-23T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:32:11.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><title type='text'>Sad Demise of the Coffee Paper Cup</title><summary type='text'>If you think I am overreacting, check out the folowing link: Sad Demise To Coffee Paper Cup  Let me know if its atleast worth a thought.I hope this trend doesn't catch on.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://ourworld.unu.edu/en/2009/03/03/storm-in-a-paper-cup/' title='Sad Demise of the Coffee Paper Cup'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://ourworld.unu.edu/en/2009/03/03/storm-in-a-paper-cup/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/3344470918067329021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=3344470918067329021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3344470918067329021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/3344470918067329021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-demise-of-coffee-paper-cup.html' title='Sad Demise of the Coffee Paper Cup'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6432609392254352222</id><published>2009-04-30T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:15:19.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elsa Diaries'/><title type='text'>Elsa Diaries 3</title><summary type='text'>Before Elsa came into our lives, we three were quite indifferent to the existence of dogs. We neither loved them, nor did anything to harm them. After Elsa, our perception and sentiments underwent an overhaul. We fell in love with dogs, all kinds, big small, pets and pariah.  In Kalina, a bitch gave birth to three extremely cute puppies, two females and one male in the woods behind my house. Our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6432609392254352222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6432609392254352222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6432609392254352222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6432609392254352222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/04/elsa-diaries-3.html' title='Elsa Diaries 3'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6144965836099999677</id><published>2009-03-14T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:16:54.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><title type='text'>Dinner with Friends...</title><summary type='text'>Life will always keep one busy, even if we feel it’s going nowhere, or we are frustrated with the tedium or plain simply jaded. Hours zoom, days fly by, and in matter of no time you’re on the other side of an uncomfortable age (at present 25 seems to be that age).We try to stave off the routine, the dull hours and days, and we realize the practice is pointless. So when I got back the other night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6144965836099999677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6144965836099999677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6144965836099999677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6144965836099999677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/03/dinner-with-friends.html' title='Dinner with Friends...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1158290553641748062</id><published>2009-03-06T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:13:17.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPL'/><title type='text'>The Neighbourhood just got Scarier</title><summary type='text'>When PC suggested that it would be prudent to delay the IPL tournament as providing security cover for both the general elections and the tournament would not only stretch the security forces, but also elevate the possibility of a probable terror attack, the IPL chief Lalit Modi wasn’t too keen on changing the dates as this would lead to big losses for the BCCI and the sponsors. The IPL </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1158290553641748062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1158290553641748062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1158290553641748062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1158290553641748062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/03/neighbourhood-just-got-scarierheadlines.html' title='The Neighbourhood just got Scarier'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6016571727805892115</id><published>2009-03-04T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:21:36.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed my train..</title><summary type='text'>I have a right to be angry... So I end up writing a heart felt anecdote on Elsa, and then a critique on Women..It's been a long day...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6016571727805892115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6016571727805892115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6016571727805892115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6016571727805892115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-missed-my-train.html' title='I missed my train..'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-2116310869877063364</id><published>2009-03-04T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:15:57.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elsa Diaries'/><title type='text'>Elsa Diaries-2</title><summary type='text'>We decided to call it a night. It was late (about 11 pm) and I had a chemistry paper the next day. I liked chemistry. We got up from the dining table and looked around for Elsa. It was a daily ritual and a habit before sleeping ;like sleeping itself, no matter what, we’d always take Elsa out for a walk; be 10 at night, or 2 in the morning after some party, and not any of those short- do your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/2116310869877063364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=2116310869877063364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2116310869877063364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/2116310869877063364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/03/elsa-diaries2.html' title='Elsa Diaries-2'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-4895759408035198269</id><published>2009-02-19T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:05:30.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elsa Diaries'/><title type='text'>Elsa diaries-1</title><summary type='text'>I just watched Marley and me, and all my memories, wonderful memories of ten years came rushing back. While watching the movie, I was transported into my life 12 years back; to the day we got Elsa home. The day had not really started well. We were moving to Bombay from Bathinda. Everything at home was a mess, tempers were high because our Truck was supposed to leave in a day and a lot of things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/4895759408035198269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=4895759408035198269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4895759408035198269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/4895759408035198269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/02/elsa-diaries-1.html' title='Elsa diaries-1'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-1737588146835008299</id><published>2009-02-11T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:15:31.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><title type='text'>Last day at C.</title><summary type='text'>As I stared out the window,I was trying to comprehend the strange feeling I was enfolded in...It wasn't sadness,definitely not glee,I was cold,it was really early morning,and the AC in the Volvo I was traveling in kept the air quite chilly.Around me there was a mixed group of people,old,young,really young.I also spotted a girl I knew by face from college. I did not acknowledge her,nor did she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/1737588146835008299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=1737588146835008299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1737588146835008299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/1737588146835008299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day-at-c.html' title='Last day at C.'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-6055974889433088552</id><published>2008-10-09T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:33:08.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prologue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><title type='text'>The Errand of Mercy</title><summary type='text'>To be a writer is to know the delight of reflection and the beautiful lament….. It’s quite late, but I have no particular appointments or commitments for tomorrow, so I reckon it’s alright to finally start writing after years. To finally end the draught. I smile at the words ‘writing after years’, it is funny because I’m only 24.Why did I stop writing, I am so tempted to yarn out a mournful tale </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/6055974889433088552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=6055974889433088552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6055974889433088552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/6055974889433088552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2008/10/errand-of-mercy.html' title='The Errand of Mercy'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302595158423090157.post-5570114294687977566</id><published>2008-10-09T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:33:43.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eplilogue-- At the very beginning'/><title type='text'>I write...</title><summary type='text'>My language isn’t poetic or impressionable, my grammar isn’t the best, and my diction passable. I don’t even know what I want to write about. I haven’t written anything worthwhile in years. I’m still trying to understand MY objective of MY being.I have no quirky tale up my sleeve, no brainwave, no theory….So where does this quixotic aspiration come from… I love the idea, the perception of writing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/feeds/5570114294687977566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=302595158423090157&amp;postID=5570114294687977566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5570114294687977566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/302595158423090157/posts/default/5570114294687977566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanushreebaidya.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-write.html' title='I write...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16731254248911072560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIOZXOPez8Y/TtudJIsEDbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ehWqmMln5_s/s220/379424_10151010062650341_844885340_22170096_1366236138_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
