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		<title>Protected: Life takes unexpected turns&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2011/08/23/life-takes-unexpected-turns/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2011 17:15:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<title>One year old crush and moving on&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2011/03/07/one-year-old-crush-and-moving-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 17:38:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last year, around this time, ie in after last weeks of feb 2010 and starting of march 2010, I fallen helplessly in love with a gal. I was a stranger for her then.&#160; I proposed her and she declined it, I expected it. So no big deal.&#160; I forgot about it. After a couple of<a href="http://blog.nijumohan.com/2011/03/07/one-year-old-crush-and-moving-on/">&#160;&#160;[ Read More ]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Last year, around this time, ie in after last weeks of feb 2010 and starting of march 2010, I fallen <strong><em>helplessly in love </em></strong>with a gal. I was a stranger for her then.&#160; I proposed her and she declined it, I expected it. So no big deal.&#160; I forgot about it. After a couple of months, I happened to came across her and we had chances of getting to know each other and we developed an acquaintance. But the relationship didn&#8217;t build up. Time flew like anything and a couple of days ago, over a random chat, a friend asked me about it. Apparently only my close friends remembered about it, not even me. I said to her, nothing is happening and it was&#160; a dead end long back. Since people reminded me of this, I think its time to move on <strong>Officially. I am moving on now…     </p>
<p></strong>So I am sharing a wonderful video I came across. Enjoy it while I am waiting someone…</p>
<p>PS: If I get married one day, Its gonna be lengen……………………………..dary!&#160; </p>
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<p><a href="http://vimeo.com/16308068">Neeta &amp; Roshan &#8211; Wedding Trailer &#8211; Union Station, Chicago</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user519501">MILI GHOSH (http://in-motionstud</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>
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		<title>I like you valley theorem</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/11/29/i-like-you-valley-theorem/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2010 00:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m proposing a theory i formulated. A graphical visualisation of the theory is given below. The ‘I like you valley theorem’ states that Every romantic relationship swings between ‘ Mount I hate you ’ and ‘ Mount I love you ’; where each has negative and positive impact on relationship as in order. The ‘<a href="http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/11/29/i-like-you-valley-theorem/">&#160;&#160;[ Read More ]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’m proposing a theory i formulated.</p>
<p>A graphical visualisation of the theory is given below.</p>
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The <strong>‘I like you valley theorem’ </strong>states that</p>
<blockquote><p>Every romantic relationship swings between <strong>‘ <em>Mount I hate you </em>’ </strong>and <strong>‘ <em>Mount I love you </em>’</strong>; where each has negative and positive impact on relationship as in order. The <strong>‘ <em>I like you valley ’ </em></strong>is being in the geometric centre of these two, gives a floating quotient to the relationship, which is same as floating in a river. Floating in the ‘ I like you valley ’ for a considerable amount of time may make the male counterpart to update his Facebook status as</p>
<p><strong>“ The one &amp; only time. I hated the word ‘FRIEND’ is…</strong></p>
<p><strong>when She said…</strong></p>
<p><strong>‘Let us be only FRIENDS!…’ ”</strong></p>
<p>So its been suggested that guys take the risk and try to climb either of the hills rather than floating indefinitely in the river if you have a romantic inclination towards the female counterpart.</p>
<p><strong> </strong></p></blockquote>
<p>Visualisation by : <a href="http://www.iamshaazz.com" target="_blank"><strong>Shaazz</strong></a><strong> </strong>(Thanks bro, you are awesome)</p>
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		<title>Kadhalil Sodhappuvadhu Yeppadi</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/09/13/kadhalil-sodhappuvadhu-yeppadi/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2010 16:49:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by M.Balaji and team I loved it. There is another video by the same team.]]></description>
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<p>I loved it. There is another video by the same team. </p>
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		<title>I wanna be…</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/08/28/i-wanna-be/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 08:05:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[dedicating this to my friend. He terribly need to hear this now…]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dedicating this to my friend. He terribly need to hear this now…</p>
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		<title>Trouble the trouble</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/25/trouble-the-trouble/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 19:04:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Awesome motivational story found at ThePeacefulworld. &#160; The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him<a href="http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/25/trouble-the-trouble/">&#160;&#160;[ Read More ]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>Awesome motivational story found at <a href="http://thepeacefulworld.com/wordpress/2010/07/23/trouble-the-trouble/" target="_blank"><strong>ThePeacefulworld</strong></a>.</p>
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<p>The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.</p>
<p>On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.</p>
<p>Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.</p>
<p>“Oh, that’s my trouble tree,” he replied.” I know I can’t help having troubles on the job, but one thing’s for sure, troubles don’t belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again.”</p>
<p>He paused. “Funny thing is,” he smiled, “when I come out in the morning to pick ‘em up, there ain’t nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.”</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</p>
<p>I’ll definitely find something similar to this, at least by the time i get married… <img src='http://blog.nijumohan.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>A letter to a girl friend who is getting Married</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/15/a-letter-to-a-girl-friend-who-is-getting-married/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2010 17:49:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Read till last interesting love story&#8230; Hey&#8230;hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm sorry Hai, Don`t know what to address you with friend, dear, darling, sweety&#8230; I know that you are good, fine and healthy (you showed your health certificate recently). I am also good but could have been better. Some heart problem has started. Ok you forget it. Embarrassed to<a href="http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/15/a-letter-to-a-girl-friend-who-is-getting-married/">&#160;&#160;[ Read More ]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Read till last interesting love story&#8230; </p>
<p>Hey&#8230;hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm sorry Hai, </p>
<p>Don`t know what to address you with friend, dear, darling, sweety&#8230; </p>
<p>I know that you are good, fine and healthy (you showed your health   <br />certificate recently). I am also good but could have been better. Some    <br />heart problem has started. Ok you forget it. </p>
<p>Embarrassed to hear that you are getting married to an exported Indian   <br />(now in US) guy. But still India is GREATTT!!!. You could`ve looked for an    <br />Indian guy like me. Ok forget it. </p>
<p>But, It`s hard to digest for me (so having medicine for proper digestion)   <br />and I feel depressed that why are you not marrying me? I spent so much of    <br />useful and useless time with you. I can never forget our yesteryear`s life    <br />in near and far future. Anyway, I wish you many many happy returns of your    <br />future. </p>
<p>I heard that the guy looks handsome and nicely paid. I too earn a lot here   <br />in India . But cost of living in US is high and comparison with savings    <br />both stand in same position. I am going to gym regularly and facial wash    <br />often (you know that) to look smart. You were appreciating my bulging    <br />biceps (hope you haven`t forgotten). I think am comparably looking smarter    <br />than that guy except that I don&#8217;t have French beard as am comfortable with    <br />Indian beard. Ok you forget it. </p>
<p>You told that he has invested on shares. But, I have invested on you (ice   <br />creams, chocolates, movies, trips, pizza, disco, recharge your sim, gifts,    <br />your scooty tires, etc.) without expecting any returns. But I got your    <br />friendly love and caring which is very precious to me. It`s Ok forget it. </p>
<p>He is from very good family background seems. I am not from bad family. My   <br />family is world famous in my area. Ok forget it. </p>
<p>You told me that he don`t have any girl friends. I don&#8217;t believe this but   <br />still without a girl friend how can he realize the essence of love? See at    <br />least I have one, that&#8217;s you. Ok forget it da. </p>
<p>I am wondering what more in him? What less in me? But still I wish you   <br />happy married life forever. Let him keep you happy always else I feel like    <br />killing him in my dreams. please don`t tell him about this, otherwise he    <br />may kill me. </p>
<p>My sincere request: If you are blessed with a baby boy after your marriage   <br />(5-6years)you keep my name to your kid and love him a lot. If you are    <br />booned with a baby girl keep my wife name to your kid (I`ll inform her    <br />name once I get married). </p>
<p>My gentle reminder: Please don&#8217;t tell him about our so called friendship,   <br />because he may be possessive and your marriage may breakup. You know I was    <br />very protective towards you, never possessive. Ok you forget all those. </p>
<p>Don`t invite me for your marriage. I will not come and create any nuisance   <br />there. You send me your marriage DVD, I will watch alone in a dark room    <br />silently with my broken (damaged) heart. I`m handing you to your husband    <br />with my heavy heart (my heart weighs in pounds which is costlier than    <br />US$dollars). </p>
<p>Before your marriage: I am your friend, guide, care taker, joker,   <br />protector, slave, transporter, listener (to your junk words), everything    <br />for you. </p>
<p>After your marriage: I am a big problem for your life&#8230; Error! Filename   <br />not specified. </p>
<p>I recommend: Don`t forget to forget me after your marriage. Even though   <br />it&#8217;s difficult for me to forget you. Somehow I will convince myself. </p>
<p>I will wait for 2-3 years after your marriage to become normal. I will   <br />marry to a girl my parents show me without uttering a single word even    <br />though how bad she may be. </p>
<p>Please ignore my grammatical bugs (you know am not rich in English   <br />language-please adjust). </p>
<p>Then what else? I will tell you more, you see, you know,&#8230; no, it&#8217;s Ok   <br />forget me&#8230; bye&#8230; Error! Filename not specified. </p>
<p>Ur`s&#8230; sorry not Your`s, </p>
<p>What can I say, boy friend, friend, am confused&#8230; forget da&#8230; take care   <br />lifelong&#8230; Error! Filename not specified. </p>
<p>(Destroy this letter after you read otherwise it may create problem for   <br />you) </p>
<p>Urs&#8230;.sorry not Ur&#8217;s,   <br />XXX&#8230;</p>
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		<title>She may be the face I can&#039;t forget</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/12/she-may-be-the-face-i-cant-forget/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 06:29:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Awesome lines, loved it… She may be the face I can&#8217;t forget The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song the summer sings May be the chill the autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a<a href="http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/07/12/she-may-be-the-face-i-cant-forget/">&#160;&#160;[ Read More ]</a>]]></description>
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<p align="justify">She may be the face I can&#8217;t forget    <br />The trace of pleasure or regret     <br />May be my treasure or the price I have to pay     <br />She may be the song the summer sings     <br />May be the chill the autumn brings     <br />May be a hundred different things     <br />Within the measure of a day     <br />She may be the beauty or the beast     <br />May be the famine or the feast     <br />May turn each day into a heaven or a hell     <br />She may be the mirror of my dreams     <br />The smile reflected in a stream     <br />She may not be what she may seem inside her shell     <br />She who always seems so happy in a crowd     <br />Whose eyes can be so crowded and so proud     <br />No one&#8217;s allowed to see them when they cry     <br />She may be the love that cannot hope to last     <br />May come to me from shadows of the past     <br />But I&#8217;ll remember till the day I die     <br />She may be the reason I survive     <br />The why and wherefore I&#8217;m alive     <br />The one I&#8217;ll care for through the rough in many years     <br />Me, I&#8217;ll take her laughter and her tears     <br />And make them all my souvenirs     <br />For where she goes I&#8217;ve got to be     <br />The meaning of my life is she     <br />She     <br />She</p>
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		<title>She/ He&#8230;And a love story</title>
		<link>http://blog.nijumohan.com/2010/06/24/she-he-and-a-love-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2010 18:38:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Friend: </strong>Happy birthday! <strong><br />
She </strong>: Haan&#8230;tha&#8230;&#8230;nk yo&#8230;.u&#8230;was just getting up from the bed.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Oh! That means I am the first to wish you! <strong><br />
She </strong>: Naa! He has already wished me at 12 in the night.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Who??? <strong><br />
She </strong>: Come on, who else, Nitin.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Oh, ok. So, what&#8217;s the plan for today? <strong><br />
She </strong>: Nitin told me that he has a surprise gift for me for my Birthday. And also we are going to Flower Show today. I am excited! I have never seen the flower show that happens in Lal Baug. Actually that itself is the most wonderful gift for me.<br />
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Friend </strong>: &#8220;Did you go to Palace grounds all the way from Basavanagudi, to see Bryan Adam&#8217;s show!!! Who accompanied you?&#8221; <strong><br />
She </strong>: Nitin<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: By the way, who referred your CV in SoCrates? I mean you don&#8217;t know anyone there, right? <strong><br />
She </strong>: No, he forwarded my CV to one of his friends there.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: I heard that the HR round interview went on till 8pm in the night. I think you faced difficulty in returning to your room. <strong><br />
She </strong>: No, he had come to pick me up. He came from his office, dropped me to my room and he returned to his room at around 11pm. He didn&#8217;t have dinner also. I asked him to have at my room. Poor Nitin.<br />
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Friend </strong>: If you are supposed to go home tomorrow itself then what about reservation? <strong><br />
She </strong>: I have told him, he will go to Majestic and would get it done, and he told he has some work in Majestic. That&#8217;s why I am relaxed a bit.<br />
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<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: How was your written test in Philips? <strong><br />
She </strong>: I failed yaar. The day before the test I had prepared perfectly. Nitin had come to our room. He taught me the basics of embedded programming concepts. I was very confident only because of him. But something else was in store for me.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Then, what did you do on Sunday? <strong><br />
She </strong>: We had gone to see &#8220;Lakshya&#8221;. He doesn&#8217;t see Hindi movies. But as I was upset after failing in the Philips written test, he took me for movie. I was very happy and surprised that he himself decided for a Hindi movie, and he was very happy that I enjoyed the movie. And you know; we had dinner in Pizza hut. It was his belated B&#8217;day treat!<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: And, what was your belated gift <img src='http://blog.nijumohan.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  <strong><br />
She </strong>: Gift!! I had given the gift on his B&#8217;day itself. I was the first to call him at 12 in the night, he was busy throughout the day, and somehow we could meet in the evening and I gifted him with a cute time piece with a nice quote on it. He doesn&#8217;t have time sense, so my time piece must always remind him of this. That day he didn&#8217;t give me any treat as he had to go back to office. Yesterday I had a fight over this, you know! Poor kid.<br />
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<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Hello&#8230;what about our sari shopping program in Malleshwaram? <strong><br />
She </strong>: Listen, I will call you later.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>:  You didn&#8217;t call me back in the morning, so I called now. <strong><br />
She </strong>: Yeah, when you called I was in Koramangala, with Nitin. He was very upset in the morning. He had a fight with his elder brother. So, it wouldn&#8217;t have been fair on my part to leave him alone. If I am with him in such situation very soon he comes back to normalcy. So I postponed the Malleshwaram program.<br />
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<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Hey! What happened? You seem to be very happy today. <strong><br />
She </strong>: Why not?  You know today is one of the most happiest days for me. Nitin got an onsite assignment in UK, for 6 months! That&#8217;s why I am very happy. All of his hard work paid today. He had been waiting for this opportunity since long. He&#8217;ll be leaving next month.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: You will miss him. <strong><br />
She </strong>: Badly. I am so much dependent on him. I must thank Sanju, through him only I got to know Nitin. Without Nitin it would have been very difficult for me to stay in this alien city with no friends, relatives and on top of all, no job. He has been so caring friend all through my tough times in this city, he is so mature, so understanding, so trustworthy&#8230;a true friend.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: He loves you yaar. <strong><br />
She </strong>: I know.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: And you? Don&#8217;t you love him? <strong><br />
She </strong>: I don&#8217;t want to.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Don&#8217;t tell me. You also feel for him. <strong><br />
She </strong>: I know yaar. He has everything that I expect in my dream-life-partner. I know I can never get a true life partner like him. But I don&#8217;t want to commit.<br />
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Friend </strong>: What is stopping you? I really don&#8217;t understand. When <em>Miya-beevi</em> are <em>razi kya karega kazi</em>? <strong><br />
She </strong>: Please&#8230;don&#8217;t say like that. I never told him that I love him or something like that.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Is he a fool not to understand your feelings which are so clear from outside only? Poor fellow, don&#8217;t leave him alone. <strong><br />
She </strong>: I have told him everything about my family. He knows how orthodox my parents are. They can never expect me marrying a guy from a different caste. They trust me. Come what may, I will not hurt my parent&#8217;s feelings. I cannot imagine also. Now they are happily searching a guy for me in my native place.<br />
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Friend </strong>: Hmm, I don&#8217;t understand at all.<br />
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She </strong>:  This Saturday I have to go home, a guy is coming to see me. <strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Oh! Is it? Good news yaar. Your first interview! Wish you all the best.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: Any guesses, who is he? <strong><br />
She </strong>:  Please yaar. I am least bothered and least interested. For the sake of my parents&#8217; happiness I have agreed for this.<br />
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Friend </strong>: What about the interview, I was expecting your call actually? <strong><br />
She </strong>:  Nothing so special. I didn&#8217;t like the guy&#8217;s attitude. I told my parents clearly. My parents are very understanding and so they too told me that they won&#8217;t go ahead with this matter.<br />
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Friend </strong>: But still you should have analyzed properly. <strong><br />
She </strong>:  I shared my views with Nitin. He had called me the next day. He didn&#8217;t suggest me anything. He didn&#8217;t tell me to say &#8220;yes&#8221; or &#8220;no&#8221;, he didn&#8217;t preach what is right or what is wrong. But after talking to him I was satisfied that whatever decision I took was right.<br />
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Friend </strong>: Yesterday your mobile was engaged for more than half an hour. I kept trying, but I slept after 11pm. <strong><br />
She </strong>: Yeah, I was talking to Nitin. He is very much worried about my marriage. He is concerned whether I would get a guy of my choice or not, whether I would be happy with him or not. I was very sad to know this. But I am helpless. I pacified him and convinced that whatever my parents do, that will be the best for me, so no need to worry.<br />
<strong><br />
Friend </strong>: How Nitin will feel after you get married? Will he not be upset all the time? <strong><br />
She </strong>:  Time will change everything. He will start living again. Was he not leading a normal life before I came into his life? It&#8217;s all matter of time. Even I can&#8217;t do anything other than pacifying him and myself with these philosophical statements.<br />
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Finally &#8220;<strong> She</strong>&#8221; got engaged with a guy of her parent&#8217;s choice (with her &#8220;yes&#8221; of course). She is in touch with both Nitin and the new &#8221; <strong>him</strong>&#8221; regularly through chatting in Yahoo Messenger.<br />
Finally &#8220;<strong> She</strong>&#8221; got happily married to &#8220;<strong> him</strong>&#8220;, very soon converting Nitin into memories, but deleting the memories was slow and almost impossible for Nitin.<br />
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Why do girls do like this?<br />
She needs him when she is new to the city.<br />
She needs his help in finding out a PG or hostel for her<br />
She makes him prepare a good-format-CV for her<br />
She needs him to drop her to the venue of a walk-in interview<br />
She expects him to collect all the consultants&#8217; mail ids<br />
She needs him while preparing for the interviews<br />
She needs his help in identifying HER skill sets, strengths and weakness!<br />
She wants him to conduct a mock-interview for her!<br />
She gives her yahoo mail id password so that he can forward her CV to consultants through internet in his office (in office hours!)<br />
She needs him for boosting her confidence when she fails in the 1 <sup>st</sup> written test in her life<br />
She wants him to take her to M.G Road , Brigade Road, Forum and Big bazaar<br />
She needs his company while visiting all the temples in Malleshwaram on Vijayadashami, though he is not a believer of God.<br />
She asks his opinions on importance of marriage<br />
She wants him to be a shoulder to cry when her parents force her for marriage<br />
She needs his help in preparing her mind for the first interview with a guy<br />
She needs his help in deciding about the marriage proposal<br />
She loves to share her happiness with him when she gets engaged<br />
She expects him to attend her marriage (Come on guys, he is a true friend of her!)<br />
The guy does all this honestly, without saying a single &#8220;No&#8221;.<br />
He loves her.<br />
He cares for her.<br />
Whatever he is today; it is only because of her entry in to his life.<br />
He treats her as his life.<br />
She changed him.<br />
It is only because of her, he is smiling.<br />
It is only because of her, he has forgotten the past bitter experiences.<br />
She is the first person in his life to influence him so much.<br />
He was the &#8220;<em> bhatka hua musafir </em>&#8221; and she came as his &#8220;<em>manzil</em>&#8220;.<br />
He threw the cigarette in the dust-bin because of her.<br />
He has cultivated a positive attitude towards marriage and family because of her.<br />
She is the perfect Indian woman he has ever seen.<br />
He keeps a photo of Lord Krishna in his purse now; only because of her (also it is her favorite deity!).<br />
Weekends come and go without his notice; it is only because of her.<br />
He stopped going to office on Weekends; it is only because of her.<br />
Onsite project was his dream; he puts all his efforts now, not to get an onsite assignment but to get a job for her in Bangalore.<br />
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The girl depends on the guy as if she never lived and can never live without him. Guy behaves as if he has taken birth on this earth only to care for that lady. She treats him as a shoulder to cry and he treats her as a puppy in a rain storm. She loves to depend and he loves to take care, finally they fall in so called &#8220;love&#8221;, ultimately adding an unnecessary trauma to life. Girls want a perfect life partner but they don&#8217;t want to hurt their parents&#8217; feelings, guys know that they can&#8217;t get her but still they want to care for her(because they want her to be happy wherever she is and with whoever she is).Great! Or shall I say crap!<br />
Or I think no need to be so serious about it.<br />
She gets engaged, life goes on&#8230;<br />
Long lasting phone calls become short and sweet, life goes on&#8230;<br />
A heart which was used to &#8220;Good morning&#8221; SMSs learns to be happy with just the &#8220;Happy weekend&#8221; SMSs, life goes on&#8230;<br />
No more &#8220;Unread messages&#8221; in the yahoo mail, life goes on&#8230;<br />
No one to share coffee at &#8220;Barista&#8221; at the end of a tiring working day, life goes on&#8230;<br />
No more consultants&#8217; calls to be diverted and life goes on&#8230;<br />
He starts smoking again, life goes on&#8230;<br />
He is still living in flashback, and no looking back for her, but life goes on&#8230;<br />
He gets promoted, he is a manager, she is mother of two kids, and life goes on&#8230;<br />
He is in his late twenties, happily married to a beautiful, understanding, mature, caring, broad minded wife! Anyway life goes on&#8230;<br />
There is &#8221; <strong>She</strong>&#8221; in every wife and there is <strong>Nitin</strong> in every husband (most of the times!). There are dumb spectators like &#8220;<strong>Friend</strong>&#8221; who are puzzled to see the whole episode between &#8220;<strong>She</strong>&#8221; and <strong>Nitin</strong> and just ask themselves &#8221; <strong>WHAT IT IS</strong>???&#8221; .</p>
<p><strong>Can anyone say that it has never happened in your life&#8230;Dare to say <strong>no</strong>&#8230;It happens with all&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>PS: It’s a forward.</p>
<p>PS2: I don’t know the original author if someone knows tell him/her I appreciate this write up.</p>
<p>PS3: Ye sab sach hai , sach hai , sach hai !!</p>
<p><strong>Note:</strong> I’m sure this is written by a <strong>guy… [And No more comments…]</strong></p>
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		<title>Can a boy and a girl be remain friends only?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 16:15:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Niju Mohan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“A boy and a girl can remain friends only if they already have a better half, else the person without the half concerned, invariably ends up falling in love…”. Just read this in Heartbreaks &#38;  Dreams by Parul Mittal, sounds reasonable to me… Photo:  Photobucket]]></description>
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<h3>“A boy and a girl can remain friends only if they already have a better half, else the person without the half concerned, invariably ends up falling in love…”.</h3>
<p>Just read this in <strong>Heartbreaks &amp;  Dreams </strong>by <a href="http://www.parulmittal.com/had/" target="_blank"><strong>Parul Mittal</strong></a><strong>, </strong>sounds reasonable to me…</p>
<p>Photo:  <strong><a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/boy%20and%20girl/natattack20/boy20girl20holding20hands20KA.jpg" target="_blank">Photobucket</a></strong></p>
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