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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>A small but wonderful world</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>A small but wonderful world</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/f0/fbf2149a369e36240335964a42445f_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Born with a frown</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/born-with-a-frown-4073975/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2008-04-21:/2008/04/21/born-with-a-frown-4073975/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 14:16:13 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/beat_the_heat/2482558" title="beat the heat"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/558/2482558_879a15373b_s.jpg" alt="beat the heat" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are some who smile at you the instant you look at them,some others decide whether to do it nor not and leave it half-way, yet some others frown at you for no fault of yours, some just yell and run right to shake hands with you....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;               You must have come across scores of people everyday, but have you seen strangers frowning at you, for no fault of yours? Well, I used to see people frowning at me for no possible reason whatsoever. Once a 50 yr old lady frowned disapprovingly at me, I panicked and ran to the nearest washroom and looked at myself in the mirror,found nothing wrong with myself, then I purposefully strode in front of her, and there she was frowning again, then I saw that she was generally frowning at all the people. I sighed and frowned at her and walked away. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;             Since then I don't give a damn to these people, they just frown at you anway. Happy frowning!!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/born-with-a-frown-4073975/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/born-with-a-frown-4073975/#comments</comments></item><item><title>To be or not to be....</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/to-be-or-not-to-be-4073874/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2008-04-21:/2008/04/21/to-be-or-not-to-be-4073874/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 13:56:43 +0200</pubDate><description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/to-be-or-not-to-be-4073874/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2008/04/21/to-be-or-not-to-be-4073874/#comments</comments></item><item><title>What happens when......</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/what_happens_when~2472714/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-06-18:/2007/06/18/what_happens_when~2472714/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 08:50:24 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Imagine you are taking a walk in the  park and suddenly some one you would much rather not prefer to 'hello there' finds you taking a solitary walk and wishes to join you,what do you do? It happened to me. I had to listen to a list of agonies, a list of things to do (not mine,her's) and also to a list of people whom she thought were rude. I would have been glad to top her list of the latest. EEE! When did I last lose my memory??&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1702164" title="bobdoomed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/164/1702164_cd86fd90d0_s.jpg" alt="bobdoomed" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="138" height="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/what_happens_when~2472714/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/what_happens_when~2472714/#comments</comments></item><item><title>How time flies..</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/how_time_flies~2472606/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-06-18:/2007/06/18/how_time_flies~2472606/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 08:28:52 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Attacked by a bout of amnesia, I forgot that I have  a blog. Just remembered that today is 'go fishing' day and 'get panicky day'. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" border="0" alt="" width="23" height="15"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;                                           While I am fighting to bring back my memory, look at this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://n.ethz.ch/student/mkos/pinguin.swf"&gt;&lt;a href="http://n.ethz.ch/student/mkos/pinguin.swf"&gt;http://n.ethz.ch/student/mkos/pinguin.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;                                                                          I just remembered the speed of time.&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1702107" title="time"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/107/1702107_8dc1840d51_s.gif" alt="time" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="240" height="39"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/how_time_flies~2472606/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>time</category><category>loss-of-memory</category><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/how_time_flies~2472606/#comments</comments></item><item><title>A few cribbings, a theft and a weekend</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/25/a_few_cribbings_a_theft_and_a_weekend~2332377/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-05-25:/2007/05/25/a_few_cribbings_a_theft_and_a_weekend~2332377/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 14:09:40 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;About most of the people whom i have known via the cyber-space,professionally are yes big time snobs. No harm done if they have been snobs all the while, but seems like they have taken to this idea of being snobbish fairly seriously. But then, it has great results. Let me begin from the beginning. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;    Not a long while ago,I tried to get in touch with a couple of former friends of mine, one who I have liked very much, the other a mutual friend. Lost touch with them since I had to change places,travel etc, and still I kept sms ing them from time to time, or whenever I had time,mailed them.But they had not taken this thing rightly. Anyways, its not my problem. If they can't keep up a good friendship bond, maybe, they did'nt deserve it in the first place. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;      Next in my list, is my boss, who despite my sincere cooperation, refused to give me the credit I was due. Last known, he met with an accident and I won't say more. But its not that I curse people or something, I am hoping that no harm comes to my snob friends who have chosen to ignore me, of late. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;       A few days ago, my cousin lost her purse. That's not all. She (but naturally) lost her cards along with it. And she did not seem to realise that she lost her purse until about she reached home. When she did, a cool guy had already spent a handsome chunk from her credit  card. When she did report to the police, they merely asked her what she wanted!! She merely stated that she wanted a mere acknowledgement that she filed a report and they gave it to her. Don't actually think even for a moment that she expected you James Bond like smarties to find things back for her!! Anyway, that's a bit too much for me, I mean had I lost a purse, I would'nt know what I would have done. But teaches us a moral alright. If you lose your purse, remember to search for it immediately. Gah! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/25/a_few_cribbings_a_theft_and_a_weekend~2332377/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>yaaaaaawn</category><category>purse</category><category>cops</category><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/25/a_few_cribbings_a_theft_and_a_weekend~2332377/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Shhh!</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/20/shhh~2302204/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-05-20:/2007/05/20/shhh~2302204/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 14:25:07 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;    I may sound crazy, but I seem to realise these days that most of the people whom I've known personally are all snobs. Yeah. More about them later.&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1602493" title="saynice"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/493/1602493_970b1bc055_s.gif" alt="saynice" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="240" height="39"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/20/shhh~2302204/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/20/shhh~2302204/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Musing</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/16/musing~2279374/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-05-16:/2007/05/16/musing~2279374/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 10:24:43 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Been LTNS but i have seen that so is the case with so many others.  This is an interesting place to be in, but time is a very rare commodity these days.  When I am not dozing, I try to teach,study, and spend money generally. Not much hard work I know, but still I dont know how some manage to do all their things and still find time to write interesting stuff. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;                     &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1481374" title="waterfalls1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/374/1481374_550aa8d9ac_s.jpg" alt="waterfalls1" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="145" height="108"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;                        Right now its very hot here. Wonder how the sages spent their summers so long ago in this ancient land. Not hard to imagine now, is it?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/16/musing~2279374/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>summer</category><category>scorching</category><category>sage</category><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/16/musing~2279374/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Romantic 1st lines...and deadly 2nd ones</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/01/romantic_1st_lines_and_deadly_2nd_ones~2190634/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-05-01:/2007/05/01/romantic_1st_lines_and_deadly_2nd_ones~2190634/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 13:32:50 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;A local newspaper ran a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line... but the least romantic second line. Here are some of the entries they received. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I thought that I could love no other&lt;br&gt;
Until, that is, I met your brother.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.&lt;br&gt;
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh loving beauty you float with grace&lt;br&gt;
If only you could hide your face&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;&lt;br&gt;
This describes everything you are not&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to feel your sweet embrace&lt;br&gt;
But don't take that paper bag off of your face &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -&lt;br&gt;
Damn, I'm good at telling lies! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:&lt;br&gt;
Marrying you screwed up my life &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I see your face when I am dreaming.&lt;br&gt;
That's why I always wake up screaming &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My love, you take my breath away.&lt;br&gt;
What have you stepped in to smell this way &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My feelings for you no words can tell,&lt;br&gt;
Except for maybe "go to hell"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What inspired this amorous rhyme?&lt;br&gt;
Two parts vodka, one part lime&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/01/romantic_1st_lines_and_deadly_2nd_ones~2190634/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/05/01/romantic_1st_lines_and_deadly_2nd_ones~2190634/#comments</comments></item><item><title>First post</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/04/30/first_post~2186056/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-04-30:/2007/04/30/first_post~2186056/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 16:23:13 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Hi bloggers.  I am Sonia. Call me Sonee/Soni. Welcome to my world. Small but cute. &lt;br&gt;Guess that'd do for starters. Will start posting soon. But about what??? Will decide on it, and be right back!&lt;br&gt;Ciao &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/04/30/first_post~2186056/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/04/30/first_post~2186056/#comments</comments></item><item><title>May day</title><link>http://seesoniahere.blog.co.uk/2007/04/30/title~2186038/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:seesoniahere.blog.co.uk,2007-04-30:/2007/04/30/title~2186038/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 16:20:16 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1446951" title="beach"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/951/1446951_03ff4d6c06_s.jpg" alt="beach" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; What are we supposed to do on a day like this? &lt;br&gt;Many things.But I am just &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysleep.gif" border="0" alt="" width="15" height="24"&gt; with only a novel for company. Don't ask me which one it is. I don't know.&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysigh.gif" border="0" alt="" width="15" height="24"&gt; I wish it was just another working day. What say?
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