5 things for which I love myself

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Aaj ki taaza khabar. Suda is doing a tag!!! πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€
Yes, stop slapping yourself, this is not a dream!!! I am really doing a tag (actually stealing it from Reema) πŸ˜€
The tag requires me to write 5 things for which I love myself πŸ˜‰
So here we go:

1. Helping Others: I have habit of helping (or at least trying to help) everyone (read: anyone) no matter who he/she is. Even a stranger can not discourage me.
I know this is a common habit (at least in India, I don’t know about others) but I love myself for it because many other people love me for same reason. I help many people without realizing how much I am doing for them. And I guess that is what makes me special. Whenever someone asks me, β€œWhy are you doing this much for me?” I get surprised. I have heard same question hundred times before but still it surprises me. Friend or not friend, a person who needs help should get it without hesitation.

Help Everyone Everywhere in Everything!!!

Help Everyone Everywhere in Everything!!!

Now, I don’t claim to be some great personality or something like that. I help others when I can, when it is possible for me and (recently, only) when it does not create trouble for me.

2. Forgiveness: I don’t believe in holding grudge. I hate some people but that does not make me to hold any grudge for them. The moment my anger melts, I forgive every offender in my mind and let the person know what I feel if possible. I do not expect everyone to be saint. It’s a choice a person has to make for him/herself.
Believe me; I really do not have any enemies. Or may be I should say that I do not consider anyone enemy. I may be distant and rude and dry towards some people but I really don’t see any reason to call them enemies. The guy whom I called β€œmy best friend ever” actually plotted behind me and got the girl I loved when we were in college. You would think I must be looking for a chance to get back to him. But I am not!!! I was stupid back then, because I just liked that girl but never tried to tell her. And I was stupid enough to tell everything I felt to my best friend. May be I was not stupid in telling him. May be they fell in love with each other and the girl (she used to love me, her roommates still claim this even after so many years) thought him better choice. Now, I have no contact with him or her. My friends consider us enemies or something more. But I don’t!!! I just don’t want them back in my life and I am not sure I can bear them together. I am better off without them. And anyway I have found someone *who truly loves me* beyond my imagination. ☺ ☺ So, I have forgiven both of my friends for everything. But still he should better take care of remaining out of my sight!!!! :mrgreen:

Forgiveness is Divine Quality

Forgiveness is Divine Quality

So, I love myself for this forgiveness saintly quality. Now I forgive myself for bringing up stupid hurting memories for very stupid reason of praising myself in a stupid self praising tag post. 😐

3. Flexibility: Now here is something I share with Reema. Put me anywhere, I will match myself to the context!!! (or match the context to me πŸ˜› ). I can live in some extreme rural area with no connection with modern world and will not complain at all. I am living in a Metro city Pune (where I don’t like many modern things) and have adjusted myself to match Punekars. I can live with very less water πŸ˜€ and I am adjusting with my current roommates (that is a miracle in itself). In technical field, I have no objections in working across different technologies and different people.
Again, same as Reema, I show nakhras only when I have choices πŸ˜€

4. Fakology/Creativity/Making things up/Playing with words: Sometimes, you need to change a few details and twist some tales to tweak the situation for your good or for greater good of the universe……this is the field where I have attained a fair level of expertise. I usually manage to slip through tight situations by using my word-games and a little presence if mind.

Presence of Mind

Presense of Mind

I will share a secret which is formula I use in most of the critical situations. That secret is *simple logic*. Not just commonsense, but the right application of commonsense. I will explain with simple example (keeping non technical people in mind):

For my project, I was supposed to make a document about a banking product NRI accounts using information provided by my onsite colleague. I was supposed to write β€œpain areas and problems” in one section. But my onsite friend did not get much information for that particular section properly and the banker he interviewed gave very vague answers. All he got out of the banker was there are no specific pain areas and he does not bother to explain why. So it was my responsibility to convince my Project Manager that there is really no need for that section in document. Here is what I told him:
β€œSir, Mr Onsite-Colleague interviewed Mr ******* for this product. As we know the NRI account product is uses Foreign Exchange (FOREX) Dept for currency exchange rates, blah-blah system for customer records and Miss. Blah-Blah is head of the FOREX dept. As the concerned product uses multiple systems and people for small-small activities, it hardly creates any problems for Bankers. So I doubt that any banker can actually tell us specific pain areas for this product, they will just tell problems of bigger products they handle.”

My PM thought over this explanation for a moment and decided not to chase me out of his cabin for such a small issue which was not my creation in first place. So he decided it was wise of me to keep that section blank and my onsite colleague owes has done nothing wrong. The fact is I was not lying. Whatever I told was supposedly expected from the client banker. So I may have missed real thing but I did not create any problems for client as well as my employer.

Now look at the underlined things in my answer. They are my guesses or deductions from a line my onsite friend told me plus some general knowledge. I managed to keep anything from being too specific. Do you see what I mean? No??? Well, I will come up with more examples later. Just keep in mind that whenever you need to slip through tight holes, make sure you are very logical about things you say or make up and also make sure you have left enough loopholes to bypass someone trying to catch you. πŸ˜€ I call it Fakology and I intend to write a guide for it, seriously. I love myself for this ability (and many of my superiors and friends hate me for it) πŸ˜€

5. Basic Instinct: Now, this is a thing I guess I share with thousands of people around the world. I believe that every person has a power or ability sometimes called Sixth-sense. It is not just your logic or brain power. It is some instinct that flashes up some feeling in your head for a moment when you are about to make a decision. Mostly the feeling slips away before you catch it and understand it. But whenever you manage to get a hold on it, it surely affects your decisions.

The Sixth Sense

The Sixth Sense

I believe my intuition is very strong. I have saved myself from many blunders and stupid mistakes by following my instinct. Sometimes I think my quick reflex to something like ducking an unseen stone is more than just good eyes and ears. Many times I think I heard someone coming before anybody else but it is mostly the feeling and not the sharp ears.

I have a strange example here: In my college days, some friends decided to hide programs in computers in college lab and use them for practical exam next day. I had no need for cheating but I decided to give them company just for thrill of doing something against the rules. That evening, the lab assistant was promised a drink and then he locked us in lab with and promised half an hour for the dirty work. I did not take part in copying but sat browsing the net. After few minutes, I felt an urge to go out of that locked room. Nothing was wrong but something strongly urged me to get out and I started feeling very uneasy when I tried to force away the urge. So I went to locked door and asked the assistant to take me out. He knew me very well. He snapped at me that why I went in at first place if I did not need to cheat? But he let me out and I ran away. I was feeling suffocated in the building. I ran to bike stand away from the building. Hardly 5 minutes had passed when all (cheater) boys joined me at bike stand. A teacher of my dept had caught them red-handed!!!! The teacher failed them in practical exam as punishment instead of making a big issue for that serious crime.

I was simply lucky to get out in time. I was about to get punished for being at wrong place at wrong time in wrong company, I must have missed her by a minute or less. I still don’t believe that it was just a co-incidence. Unknown, unexplained urge to get out of that lab just few seconds before the teacher decided to check the lab……… to much for just a co-incidence!!!
There is other side to these so called instinct decisions. Sometimes, it does not feel right for the situation. It may be turn out to be right in long run but at the particular moment, I can’t afford to follow it. Also many times I simply ignore it because of some stupid attraction or something like that overcomes it. And I regret it many times. How many times I say, β€œDamn, I should have done it that way. I should have listened!!” I think I should write about instincts in detail in a separate post later.

Well, that’s all for now. I can write a book about myself and best things about me, but I doubt anyone will ever read it πŸ˜€
And this is the longest post I have ever written. I hope some people have really reached this line honestly πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€
If you answer this question then I will know that you have read all points above. If you can’t then its okay, I will assume that you have read between the lines πŸ˜‰
Que. I mentioned that I want to write a guide for something. What is it?
Answer the question in comments. This question is optional πŸ˜‰ , you can choose not to answer it.Β  😎

Do you guys need any disclaimer??? I hope not πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€

Shameless self advertisement: See my photography here.Β  Lately, I am advertising my photoblog too much πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

Life, Plans, Mess, God, Dad

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There is nothing more irritating than not being able to blog regularly. Twitter gave me some relief and now I think I am starting to get addicted to it. But still I haven’t forgotten I have a blog here.

Yesterday, while looking in my bookshelf, I found a small notebook which I instantly recognized as One of my failed attempts of daily diary. I have written only 4-5 time since I purchased it 6 months ago πŸ˜€
Anyway, I sat down and read through. Last entry was incomplete and I remembered why it was so. On previous day to last entry, I had listed things I can do but I don’t, things I should do but I don’t and Things I can learn to do.

And then I realized what a fool I am. One day, in bad patch of my life I wrote down most useful things I have ever written or thought of and I was foolish enough to forget them next day and keep the list incomplete.
Now things have changed, little storm is gone and I am buried in heaps of work. I have plan, list of things to do, to learn and I have little or no time for them. My life boat is sailing towards a bright but entirely unexpected future. Its good, I know, but its not what wanted or planned….

May be, now on, I should plan the plan’s execution plan and execute it for sure.

hey God, I know (and I thank you for) you always ‘tweaked, pushed, adjusted, made available, routed and what more’ things for me or say you gave me chance and I always (read: never) used it fully (my mistake)……
But still I am your child and keep an eye on me as always, because I need you more than I ever did as I have messed many things in my life(like this sentence).

My Dad says there is no mess in my life yet, its just a start of the show. God, don’t listen to him, okay?

errr Hello?

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Few days ago, when I was in very very bad mood, I got a call from an unknown number. I said Hello…. then Hello again….. but no sound except just some shuffling of something came from other end. Fuming I cut the call and continued sulking in bad mood. In a minute or so, same number called again and same thing followed. I usually don’t like blank calls especially when I am pissed off already. He called once again and I directly cut the call. He kept calling again and again but I did not budge.
Finally he stopped and sent a SMS. It read

“why you not pick my phone. I miss you dear. love you”

I burst laughing after reading this message and showed everyone around me. In few minutes, 7 people were laughing their *** off at this SMS. The poor caller really thought that a Love you-miss you SMS from unknown number will do the trick. I replied by SMS

“Ohh dear, pity yourself. I thought you know me but reading your sms I am sure you hardly know me. NOW, stop this nonsense, I am already in bad mood SO don’t try my TOLERANCE”.

He didn’t call until evening. But at 10.10 pm (After Airtel Happy Hours Start), he called again and I thought of giving him a chance: This time somebody said Hello before me.

Me: Hello, who is this?
Caller: Hello…
Me: (politely) Can I know who is there?
Caller: Hello… (I suspected faked voice)
Me: (in my Mother tongue) Look you, I don’t have time for stupid jokes, tell me who are you?
Caller: Who do you want?
Me: (pissed off) Hello mister whoever you are, I didn’t call you, so tell me who you are or go to hell!!! (my colleagues stopped talking and looked at me)
Caller: You tell me who you want?
Me: (in mind #$#$@@#$%%) Look, whoever you are, you called at wrong time. I am already pissed off and in very bad mood. So if you know me, tell NOW, otherwise…. (I suppressed bad words)

Caller: errr (Cuts the call)

To improve my mood I called a friend. While I was on call, the unknown caller kept calling me continuously. I put on handsfree and kept my finger on busy End Cal button. When I did talking with my different friends, before sleeping I saw the count of calls he tried. it was 48!!!! WTF!!!

I saved the number with name BLACK and told my rommies that if its number called BLOCK, don’t answer it. Now, you might say it was harsh and someone was probably playing a prank on me. If you really think so, then read my last post. I was in such a bad mental condition and stressed that I wanted peace and nothing else. If this was any old friend and knew me well, he should have realised the plea in my voice when I told him I am in bad condition. (Remember I talked in Marathi).

Because of this incident, I remembered one point of my personality which is both good and bad. When something hits my brain, I take a decision. A decision which is very hard to change or alter. So if someone *goes in my head* (in marathi Dokyat Jane), then consider him/her dead πŸ˜€

Anyway, this person called me after a week or so and I wasn’t in that bad condition so I picked up.

He: Who is this?
Me: Sudarshan
He: 9may be again in pranking mood) Who Sudarshan???
Me: LIsten bro, its my greatness that I picked up your call, so talk to the point. What do you want?
He: Is this Sharad?
Me: I don’t rememeber anybody calling me Sharad, I will let you know if someone does.
He: Ohh…. (probably he didn’t expect me to be talking in English πŸ˜€ )
Me: Anything else?
He: errr (still dumbfounded I guess)
Me: Fine, Bye, Have a NICE Day

πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

Tha story doesn’t end here, I know he will call again. But, even if he is my some old forgotten friend, I don’t care. We are not children anymore, we are professionals. I have my life problems, and my friends help me to get out of it, not make it worse. And jokes have their limits. So anybody thinks I am arrogant, then please look in the mirror first!!!

Cheers
Suda

P.S> I have Confessions Revisited 2 ready in drafts,Β  but I have some better theme for it…. so for now you have to wait for it.

feelings

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I wanted to resume blogging with a dhaasu post as Reema suggested, but NO.
Please note before reading further, you are warned!!

Feeling.
A word that describes what one feels.

I was being crushed under some feelings for last many days (and its not over yet).
here are those feelings (please forgive me for not elaborating the real life circumstances):

Helplessness
You know something is going to happen (sooner or later), something that is clearly going to ***k up your life (at least to some extent). And all you can do is wait and wait and wait and…..

Hopelessness
Now you know how helplessness is weaving its net around you closing in and trapping you, hopelessness is the one who takes things to next level. You stop seeing/finding any way out from the booby trap. you start feeling hopelessly helpless.

Lifelessness
When you are hopelessly helpless, you can’t help but feel everything a bit more lifeless. Nothing makes you happy, nothing makes you smile, nothing makes you feel envy anymore.

Pessimistically Optimistic
Until now, you are helpless, and you are hopelessly trying to do all lifeless routines, and then you reach a pessimistically optimistic feeling (something like,” It will be better to face it sooner than later”).
Leave me alone type of loneliness
Now you are optimistically expecting pessimistic things to happen, you want to be left alone. You need privacy, you need time for yourself……. in which you keep feeling lonely. You don’t want to be disturbed but it doesn’t mean you don’t want anyone around. Weird thing is, you want to be alone at the same time loneliness is killing you.

Idiotic Madness
At last you reach the supremacy. Now you are nearly mad or you think so. You behave like an idiot and ask stupid questions. You try keeping your loved ones at a distance (not that you don’t need them) because you fear their caring. You think you don’t deserve it. Life sucks. It screws you for things you ought to have done in past but you didn’t. You can’t understand Life fully, ever, no one can!! But this does not mean you shouldn’t try to understand, actually, you should!!

Then one day, your dear friend tells you to vent everything out, write it, tell others about it, and you think “yeah…”.
Next day, Life reminds you of everything written above by playing with you, playing!!
And after staring blankly at “Create New Post” box for half an hour, you start writing something at 3.15AM, and now you check the calendar and with a jolt of heart you notice that its the same day you were planning of returning to blogging.
Yes, I am back.
with new hopes (because, after Idiotic Madness, a news comes which tells you that Life haven’t given you up yet!!!)

Life is not as simple as it seems, or may be, it is.
Seriously
Suda

Confessions Revisited

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Its a wrong title!!

But anyway, its high up there and I am not going to change it now.

Inspired from Best Tag Ever by Reema, and my old Confessions post, here I present Confessions Revisited!!!

ALL QUESTIONS ARE INVENTED BY ME, THEY ARE NOT AUTOMATICALLY GENERATED πŸ˜€

!!~ AND THIS IS NOT A TAG ~!!

This is a series of posts, and today’s post is All-Girls due to public demand.

Q. #1 What do you think about AlliRekha?
Ans:
Think?? Now now, guys, she is just a child πŸ˜€ Chotisi nanhisi pyarisi bachchi hai!!! πŸ˜›

Q. #2 Say something about Reema!! 😈
Ans:

Fat? No,
Small?? Noo,
Shy? WTH?,
Sweet? errr!,
Sporting? Yeah πŸ™‚ ,
Cool? Do you mean Cold(blooded)?Β  πŸ˜› ,
Sexy? Can I say pass?
Tall? oi, don’t you get bored?,
Slim? You wish!!! πŸ˜›
Intelligent? Who is not? But this girl have too much brainpower!! I wish I can steal some from her!!
Her Smile? I just know how much she laughs! Can’t control once it starts. Unbelievable? Yeah I know what you mean πŸ˜€
Her hair? you want me to get killed?
Her blog? Best thing happened to her in life. Well may be second best thing πŸ˜€
Her Friendship? I wish I had her as friend from childhood 9and I wish I will have her as friend till eternity) (Are you feeling okay, Suda?).
What will you gift her? Questioner, you are so boring that I am quiting now. The End.

Q. #3 You were saying something about Nita yesterday??
Ans:
Ohh Thanks for reminding πŸ˜€ . I was saying that if she doen’t comment on my blog now, then I will burst in to her house and eat everything in Fridge, Big Dabba’s and steal her keyboard and bribe one of her daughter to hide behind her bedroom door and shout Bhooooooo very loudly as she enters!!!

Q. #4 What is most unusual thing about Shefaly?
Ans:
Wait a minute!! You are not supposed to ask questions about her!! She gets angrily amused by such nonsense!! Now you have done this…. ab bhugto!! πŸ˜€ I am not saying anything to Shefaly Didi (and now I know she understands Marathi) so this question is not valid. I request it to be removed from records and everyone who read it please mark it as unread and don’t read it. πŸ˜€

Q. #5 Whats the matter with Sulz? I don’t see you commenting on her blog even you say you like her?
Ans:
I am glad you asked!! Well, no, not exactly glad. Err, the problem is, my office firewall has listed her blog in Porn category WHICH IS TOTALLY UNFAIR!!!
When I tried telling our System’s Guys about it, they totally misunderstood me and jumped to their PC’s to browse her blog πŸ˜€ πŸ˜› and I ran away before facing their dis-appointed facial expressions!
Sometimes I feel bad about this and sometimes find it funny. I am not sure how she will react now.

Q. #6 Hey, who is this Scorpria?
Ans:
A very cute girl who has long curly hair, sweet voice, nice bathroom πŸ˜€ , a cool blog and much very good sense of humor. Okay, now forget first two points. πŸ˜›

Q. #7 What is importance of Sakhi in your life?
Ans:
She always do rescue me from Reema (who comes in my dreams to teach Greek Language) and then give me lots of Pani-Puri’s(in dreams of course).

Q. #8 Hi Rekha, how are you?
Ans:
I PAID YOU TO ASK QUESTIONS TO ME,Β  NOT TO SOME GIRL JUST BECAUSE SHE IS SWEET!!!

Q. #9 If you are asked to throw Poonam and Nova, who will score more for you?
Ans:
Can I eat them? πŸ˜€ Both are equally sweet and se…(no, I only eat sweets)

Q. #10 Do you know Aparna Go…something?
Ans:
Ohh yeah, that girl, who looks like she is sneezing in her profile photo on WP? πŸ˜›

To be continued……

Okay, enough for today. People who are not mentioned here, don’t worry, aapka number bhi aayega!!!

Nita, change your profile photo for a change!! πŸ˜€

Disclaimer: No pun, trouble intended. Everything is just for fun!!

Enjoy.

Cheers.

Confessions and blah blah blah of a lazy blogger

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First of all, I will liek to….I mean laek to….like to thank Reema for giving me award of Most Friendly Blogger…I am gonna write a post on her if she keeps charming me like this……(girls plz note down my number 099…….)

I give her award of Miss Most Innovative and Effective Blogger

Now some confessions I want to make:

1. I…I….ohh wait, let me give a prologue first. From many days, after joining this sweet little blog world, I found a new quality in me. Or I would rather say, people here found me noticeable and adorable. And I was glad, after many years of facing jealous friends, ignorant friends, always dominating friends etc etc, I was glad that I have found a world where no one will be involved much personally but will know things about you which you always wanted to be known to world.
Hmmm,seems like I am dozing off and writing this serious stuff. So back to confessions…

1. First blog in the world I read was Time and Again, the blog of Ruhi. I came to know what a blog is like after reading her blog. Like many others, I became her fan and even after nearly 1.5 years when I got job and started using net daily, I just remembered one url, http://havetoremember.wordpress.com I would very much like to tell Ruhi that her reason behind choosing a url like this was perfect. See it gave blogosphere a blogger like me. May be I would have found this world anyway, but I am not sure if I could have been able to find right track and right people around me.
Well, this don’t sound like confession…..OK now I have given the title already, let it be.

2. Second confession: When I first read name Ish in comments on Ruhi‘s blog, I thought he was a good OLD chap with a Dead End πŸ˜€ (I even thought Ruhi as good old lady from USA who likes to read books until she mentioned her age in one post :P)
So this dead end man was the second blogger I always read. After few days, somehow I found that many of commenters were also bloggers and my reading area broadened.

3. Now lets just jump to my blogging, and some more confessions. I started blogging (seriously) in January. Starting with too much dhakdhak in heart, I succeeded in getting some good readers who always supported me. But the problems started arising after few days. After few days, my laziness started overtaking me slowly. Steadily I became lazier and lazier. I honestly kept reading posts written by fellow bloggers but my brain stopped helping me much in commenting. At times, I just felt like writing good post and nothing else, while people left good comments everywhere. I started feeling bad for myself. I hated it when I forgot to visit somebody’s blog even after he/she commented and blogrolled my blog.

4. And then come a bad period for me. I was totally irritated and somewhat sad for this period. And the only blog I was consistently reading was Nikhils. He always made me laugh and I read all of your comments there. Many times I just fondly kept looking at all your names and felt happy that many people in this long list know me. But being a good actor, I covered this patch with some posts and I don’t think one can make out from my blog which period it was.

5. Confusion is the word which makes up most part of my life. I keep confusing people about many many things(and enjoy when I confuse a pretty girl) and in return, life keeps confusing me at very very important parts. I am still confused about few very important things I never told any living person (and don’t intend to tell anyone). I can write a bestseller book on confusions.

6. I was in a great shock when I heard Mahak has a husband……. I kept my face sad all day :p and used feviquick for joining pieces of my heart…..also got a kick from my best friend when I told her this (She said,” you already have a GF dumbo”) and two kicks and three punches from my you-know-who when I reached to this broken-heart part. But one thing I am going to say which her hubby will also agree with……she is really beautiful πŸ™‚
Now if any other girl wants to prove me wrong, please mail their photos to my email. πŸ˜€ Or you can send them to Nikhil, Ish, Amit etc etc, hum sab mile huye hai!! Don’t send to Anshul, or he will get few more new *faces* for his cartoon characters.

7. Nita, yeah, everyone knows her as a great journalist writer. But in the hope you don’t hit me when we meet, I must tell you, sometime you write on bore topics πŸ˜€ I mean topics are good but on very few occasions they are bore ones. Don’t ask examples please, I am wont tell you anyway. And don’t write a post for this please πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ I know you are laughing now.

8. Now a days, I miss Miss πŸ˜› Ruhi here. She once came back from hibernation but went back again. This feels like something crucial and sweet is missing from our blogging world. I wish she starts blogging again and I also wish she comes back to India πŸ˜€ and lives where she likes.

9.
Crapbook is a good name. I like the the attitude. The name shows reader that the content can be crap and you are warned at one glance. But its no crap really. Well his nickname is little difficult nd my brother asked me if he is alien or something. πŸ˜€

10. Nikhil!!!! (I think this much is enough about him.)

hey I was writing confessions or something like that. Then what is this?

11.
Shefaly!!! :O What should I write about her? Reema already did and she wrote a post about it. Now what she will do? I don’t know. As far as I remember. She never commented on my blog till date. I think I need to improve my English or something for that honor.
One of my friend uses her blog for finding big old difficult words to impress in presentations. I use her content in discussions with competent people (also I keep one dictionary handy while reading her)

12.
Ohh this is becoming *about friends* instead of confessions. What I wanted to say in start? Well its just that I feel sorry for my irregular commenting. And I really want to improve. May be I will take advice from my elder bro and try keeping a reminder pad.

13.
Nita, you didn’t tell me one thing. You are from same state as I am. And you know we don’t call elder people by their names here. (well no one calls in whole India I guess). Then what I will call you when I will finally meet you somewhere? (You are nearly as old as my mother and I will never dare to call you Nita face to face). Not compulsory, answer privately if you want to πŸ˜€

14. OK I don’t think many people will even reach here while reading, so for them who really read everything I wrote, Cheers and love. Just keep in mind that *now Suda is changing himself* by saying goodbye to laziness of-course.

Cheers again
Suda

always remember….

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I got these wonderful thoughts by mail. I think everyone should think like this. At least try!!!


This should probably be taped

to your bathroom mirror

where one could read it every day.

You may not realize it,

but it’s 100% true.


1. There are at least two people in this world

that you would die for.


2. At least 15 people in this world

love you in some way.


3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you

is because they want to

be just like you.


4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone,

even if they don’t

like you.


5. Every night,

SOMEONE thinks about you

before they go to sleep.


6. You mean the world to someone.


7. You are special and unique.


8. Someone that you don’t even know exists loves you.


9. When you make the biggest mistake ever,

something good comes from it.


10. When you think the world

has turned its back on you

take another look.


11. Always remember the compliments you received.

Forget about the rude remarks.

And always remember….

Good friends are like stars……..

You don’t always see them,

But you know they are always there.

I would rather have one rose and a kind word

from a friend while I’m here

than a whole truck load when I’m gone.


Forward to all your friends.

And don’t tell me you’re too busy for this..

Don’t you know the phrase

“stop and smell the flowers”?

See how many “bouquets” you end up with!


Cheers
Suda