tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193672022024-02-19T17:48:09.055-08:00Arnav's Little WorldEveryday adventures of an ultra cute , forver 31 month old toddler.Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-86715280505395549562014-06-30T21:07:00.002-07:002014-07-02T11:33:50.428-07:00Hold on to what is good...There are some days that you miss a loved one so much, that the pain becomes unbearable. Every little mundane task of life seems to monumental to go through and no matter where you turn, everything serves a constant reminder of the one you are missing. Pretty yellow flowers I see on my way to the park everyday sting like thorns today; going "outshide" as Arnav used to say just seemed so hard today. He loved the breeze blowing in his face but the same breeze brought tears to my eyes as it lightly touched my face this evening. The why and why not's of wishful thinking overtake my entire existence. There are days when life seems content but never complete and I think I just have to learn to live this way. <br />
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These words of Nancy Wood (Nancy C. Wood, Doubleday, 1974) seem strangely comforting:<br />
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Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-59727644376022883512012-12-29T08:40:00.000-08:002012-12-29T08:40:05.725-08:00I wish ....If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
Hide behind a wall of words,<br />
where raw emotions can be hidden,<br />
hurt ego's can be buried,<br />
and everything still seems glorious. <br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
bury myself in happy thoughts, <br />
where painful conversations do not happen, <br />
misunderstandings can be circumvented, <br />
and cold snares sidelined.<br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
bask under a gentle sun,<br />
wrapped gently in soft sunlight, <br />
where thunderstorms and dark clouds do not exist,<br />
and puddles of sorrow simply evaporate. <br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
watch an endless meadow of golden flowers,<br />
sway gently in the breeze,<br />
where no sudden bursts of harsh winds,<br />
break the peace and tranquility. <br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
wipe away the pain from the depths of my heart, <br />
where wounds are un-healing, and ever-gnawing,<br />
and I forever carry the baggage of heart-wrenching memories. <br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
lay in dreamy stupor,<br />
where life is forever beautiful, <br />
and I'm never awakened by the rude awakenings of life. <br />
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If I could, <br />
I would, <br />
I wish, <br />
I just wish, <br />
that I could.<br />
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~ Simple wishes from a mom's heart <br />
Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-35228189103053731112012-12-12T10:53:00.001-08:002012-12-12T10:56:35.991-08:00<b><span style="color: #ffd966;">To my son, my strength,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #ffd966;"> on his Seventh Birthday!</span></b><br />
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Arnav turned seven on May 12, 2012. Although his birthday is long gone, my heart yearns to send him birthday wishes, yet again today, in the hope that he will get them, wherever he may be.<br />
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Seven little candles,<br />
lit Oh so perfectly!<br />
Seven little flames,<br />
danced in the wind gently.<br />
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An eager birthday wish,<br />
just waiting to be voiced,<br />
A delicately yellow birthday cake,<br />
just waiting to be sliced.<br />
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A happy birthday song,<br />
just waiting to be sung.<br />
A birthday surprise,<br />
just waiting to be sprung.<br />
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All things big and small,<br />
are awaiting you my dear.<br />
We are waiting for you,<br />
every moment, every day, every year.<br />
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And till you return ....<br />
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We'll blow your birthday candles,<br />
but with a sigh.<br />
We'll sing you a birthday song,<br />
with a tear in the eye.<br />
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We'll cut your birthday cake,<br />
with a heaviness in the heart.<br />
But somewhere deep inside,<br />
there is a hope that won't depart.<br />
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Maybe ....<br />
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Next year, you'll be here,<br />
to celebrate your special day.<br />
To make a special birthday wish,<br />
as your blow your candles away!<br />
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And we'll sing a birthday song,<br />
merrily, happily, delightfully!<br />
And that'll truly be a "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" ,<br />
as happy as it can be!<br />
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Happy Birthday, Dear Arnav !!!<br />
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Mummy, Papa, AaravArnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-4848524099712052182011-05-13T11:48:00.000-07:002011-05-13T12:14:43.819-07:00I'm six today !!May 12, 2011<br /><br />Arnav is six years old today !! Happy birthday to dear, Arnav!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCWOnrB4xFbyHdliAB9rRRuRgTHnjLaPbTMZZdSQeSC3ledkG_jChZaMi_PNYJRPAd_Q6Ug0OyKXea87o9h_IufBZvucbAk7uEZDO1983NHFTe5gfOr587BIhOim_qw5nni4-Nw/s1600/arnav-6.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606279068367694770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCWOnrB4xFbyHdliAB9rRRuRgTHnjLaPbTMZZdSQeSC3ledkG_jChZaMi_PNYJRPAd_Q6Ug0OyKXea87o9h_IufBZvucbAk7uEZDO1983NHFTe5gfOr587BIhOim_qw5nni4-Nw/s400/arnav-6.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I cannot believe that my little Arnav would have been six years old today (actually yesterday- May 12). I was thinking to myself, 'Why do I want to update his blog, I'm not even sure if anyone reads it anymore; after all I don't update it anymore'.<br /><br />And then, I log in today to find comments from two friends, one well known, one I've never know, yet Arnav brings us together. Once more, my special miracle has strenghtened my belief that there is goodness out there, you just need to have the eye for it.<br /><br />Sarah: Thanks for thinking about Arnav and us.<br />Chitra: I am so moved by your words. Thank you.<br /><br />Arnav seems to bring out the very best in me and helps me seek the same in others. Every now and then, when I am having a rough day, I ask him to guide me with his wisdom, grant me some of his patience, and his ability to see through the darkest days. And it works, each time! It's like he's right next to me and hears every word I say to him.<br /><br />On your special day, my dear, I have so much to say, but cannot find the words to say that,<br /><br />"You are near me,<br />I know that,<br />but you feel so far,<br />that it breaks my heart.<br /><br />I come to see you everyday,<br />though it never seems enough,<br />But the day I miss seeing you,<br />that day is surely rough.<br /><br />If I could lay the words side by side,<br />Of all the things I want to say to you,<br />I'm sure they'll stretch all the way up to heaven,<br />And right to you.<br /><br />And you'll come flying in my arms,<br />Just like old times,<br />And we'll be together again,<br />Together forever, this time.<br /><br />Missing you more than ever, my dear, Arnav. I hope you enjoyed your cake. Happy Boo to you!<br /><br />I'll always be there for you.<br /><br />~Mummy<br />~Papa and AaravArnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-65106478557849577022010-05-11T14:33:00.001-07:002010-05-12T12:00:24.402-07:00Happy Boo (Birthday) , Arnav<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Kz0gVXINTmNSp3qV3MGzQOla92lfvRImawFdyv93cTudvJVag8eqN6gXd5PN5fX9hyphenhyphenEO5P715P7DF3NQPSeuclj9muPkEetuV1izlDbHu8zQoKpBpZHTtbrv66crWfFPBB13Cw/s1600/arnav-b'day-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470459257665108722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Kz0gVXINTmNSp3qV3MGzQOla92lfvRImawFdyv93cTudvJVag8eqN6gXd5PN5fX9hyphenhyphenEO5P715P7DF3NQPSeuclj9muPkEetuV1izlDbHu8zQoKpBpZHTtbrv66crWfFPBB13Cw/s400/arnav-b'day-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">It's Happy Birthday time again,<br />Yet another year has slipped by.<br />I'm going to be a big boy this year,<br />I'm turning five!<br /><br />Aarav's going to cut my cake,<br />and offer me a slice.<br />He'll blow out each little candle for me,<br />One, Two, Three, Four, Five!<br /><br />Five sweetest wishes, just for me,<br />Come flying through the miles.<br />Come sing "Happy Boo to me",<br />As I turn five.<br /><br />Happy Birthday, dear Arnav. Missing you a lot on your special day (May 12) and all the possiblities that might have been if you were here today. We'll miss you always.<br /><br />Love,<br />Mummy, Papa, Aarav </div></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-3152411397160573762009-10-02T11:48:00.001-07:002009-10-02T11:57:20.380-07:00Happy Boo Papa<div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Happy boo (birthday) to you,</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>Happy boo (birthday) to you,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff9900;"><strong>Happy boo (birthday) to you,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Happy boo (birthday) to you !!</strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">Happy</span> <span style="color:#cc0000;">boo </span><span style="color:#009900;">(birthday)</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">dear</span> <span style="color:#663333;">Papa.</span></strong></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigHbloq6pybxo-hU3grxuJz6DWBFrA2wo7Q9vT3pGpCJqwOE8urBBqhwUvTTnpeTjbUI6_QRuNYJ5vdibpy8NYqAIWq5TWhOKlPdgAmIK019kNu1hWExRH4Po4YzPHBgkjnkS0RA/s1600-h/sanjay_b'day'09.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388078364288968738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigHbloq6pybxo-hU3grxuJz6DWBFrA2wo7Q9vT3pGpCJqwOE8urBBqhwUvTTnpeTjbUI6_QRuNYJ5vdibpy8NYqAIWq5TWhOKlPdgAmIK019kNu1hWExRH4Po4YzPHBgkjnkS0RA/s400/sanjay_b'day'09.bmp" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj56Hfcm4z0OhcYv5O_LcLyV-n9Xvir5EoNFKvJtJZZ7ZKJNWLCK4wxCnZjchePjhCo5jhacDsdr86sdCqHSDp3O67c0Vryh6ffbHHyaRcVqr0bsmzL_4W4fBaMU7PIfeo6gXb-uQ/s1600-h/sanjay_b'day'09.bmp"></a><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#663333;"><span style="color:#000099;">Lots </span>of </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">love,</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#663333;"><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Arnav</span> and </span><span style="color:#999900;">Aarav</span></strong></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-1066101071448410752009-08-05T23:30:00.000-07:002009-08-05T23:39:54.099-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;">STRANGE AND HUMDRUM </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><div style="text-align: center;"> ARE THE WAYS OF LIFE.</div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;">THE BONDS OF THE HEART,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><div style="text-align: center;"> ARE THE HURTING TIES.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">WHAT MEANT MOST TO ME</div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> IS TODAY SO FAR,</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;">SO FAR ARE YOU MY DEAR</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><div style="text-align: center;"> I'M SCARED IN MY HEART.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I WISH I COULD FLY THE MILLION MILES,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> AND BE WITH YOU ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">EVEN FOR JUST A MOMEMT ,</div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> SO I CAN TELL YOU -- MY BABY, I REALLY MISS YOU!<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Missing you more than ever, Arnav. You'll be in our hearts forever.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">~ Arnav and Aarav's mom.</span></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-24235491770172748252009-06-18T19:56:00.000-07:002009-06-21T07:00:59.714-07:00A Father's day message -- for my dear PapaI missed "Father's Day" last year,<br /><br />And I missed you even more.<br /><br />It hurt to be so far away from you,<br /><br />The wounds were still very sore.<br /><br /><br /><br />So I slipped the day all together,<br /><br />thinking it may hurt no more.<br /><br />But I still missed you,<br /><br />In fact, I missed you even more.<br /><br /><br /><br />So this year I made sure,<br /><br />I did not miss "Father's Day".<br /><br />I want your day to be so special,<br /><br />that I sent a little messenger your way.<br /><br /><br /><br />Aarav is Arnav's little messenger --<br /><br />I sent him to remind you of the lovely dad-son moments we shared.<br /><br />I asked him to tell you,<br /><br />That I still love you and I still care.<br /><br /><br /><br />So even though I'm not there to say,<br /><br />"My Daddy, you're the best!"<br /><br />Arnav and Aarav want to wish you<br /><br />A extra ordinary Father's day - a day filled with the world's very best!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Happy Father's Day !!<br /><br /><br /><br />Love,<br /><br /><br /><br />Chota Arnav and an even chota AaravArnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-83014209363668865792009-05-20T19:53:00.001-07:002009-05-20T20:18:21.757-07:00I'm a big brother now !!<div align="left">Hey there,<br /><br />I know its been a while since my last post but I have some great news to share. I am a big brother now. And better still I am the big brother of a very handsome and cute baby boy (he's following my footsteps). We all decided that since he wsa so similar to me in all aspects : appearance ( see photo below) and proximity of birthdays, his name should be similar to mine too. My baby bother is called Aarav.<br /><br />Here are some interesting facts about us:<br /><br />ARNAV<br /><br />Birthday : May 12<br />Bithweight : 5lbs 5oz<br />Birth Length: 19 in.<br />Looks: Handsome and cute<br /><br />AARAV<br /><br />Birthday : May 05<br />Bithweight : 7lbs 2oz ( he beat my score here)<br />Birth Length: 19 in.<br />Looks: Handsome and cute (He's already trying to copy me).<br /><br />Here are two pitures -- One is me and the other is Aarav. Try to guess who is who before peeking at the captions?<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5gIdEs_aOkYk9zlTYEObfmbE17tLfhuqRrLYP7EyuA4l0Z5L6-G8I2ewRtwA6KarfCt87-BUC3bRaU6BIlJ8wxw2IslNiR3esIthr7SkWPVvt8DZWEjy3tZr2uIt6oClC-NEeA/s1600-h/Arnav.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338108020848963378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5gIdEs_aOkYk9zlTYEObfmbE17tLfhuqRrLYP7EyuA4l0Z5L6-G8I2ewRtwA6KarfCt87-BUC3bRaU6BIlJ8wxw2IslNiR3esIthr7SkWPVvt8DZWEjy3tZr2uIt6oClC-NEeA/s320/Arnav.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>This is big brother... ARNAV ( I mean me...)<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPW12ES12rbVlgtdoOlyM0UBGuVXEiwd32mCo254XGmaysi974qFHaiTh7kWmUSB-Yw8shePl7WYsiRHOQOOjV98fDyxD-md-7vjN_jAzuSkhPQLeNXWHxGcWprx4dfShR-FNizQ/s1600-h/Aarav.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338108019412432962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPW12ES12rbVlgtdoOlyM0UBGuVXEiwd32mCo254XGmaysi974qFHaiTh7kWmUSB-Yw8shePl7WYsiRHOQOOjV98fDyxD-md-7vjN_jAzuSkhPQLeNXWHxGcWprx4dfShR-FNizQ/s320/Aarav.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>and this is my litte brother.. AARAV. </p><p align="left">Please welcome AARAV to planet earth and I'll keep you posted on all the things he's up to. </p><p align="left">See ya..</p><p align="left">ARNAV</p>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-65140619270140171702008-03-17T16:31:00.000-07:002008-03-17T18:32:13.105-07:00Change of address: Delivered to Heaven<span style="font-family: times new roman;">Hi everyone,</span><br /><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal">I wanted to let you all know that I have moved. I tried really hard but my little body was very tired and I had to let it take some rest. I am safe here in heaven and my little body is peacefully resting in Baby Sequoia-land at Oak Hill Memorial in <st1:city><st1:place>San Jose</st1:place></st1:city>. However, I am still around all of you in spirit and you can still see me smiling when you visit me. I will always live on in your memories.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8B-JidHvobeGPMb_UZM1-4YvEKdWQsPhqP5x8nzSd4dGTft8cI9-p50uooqel9BQsAamihebsUfxfdspgN1Zw8vA18Nywr2s4R62FY6u26u057aIbyYV1yO4dnINPqfueQ23yKw/s1600-h/IMG_1663.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8B-JidHvobeGPMb_UZM1-4YvEKdWQsPhqP5x8nzSd4dGTft8cI9-p50uooqel9BQsAamihebsUfxfdspgN1Zw8vA18Nywr2s4R62FY6u26u057aIbyYV1yO4dnINPqfueQ23yKw/s320/IMG_1663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178885153353422226" border="0" /></a><br /> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: times new roman;">However, I do want to make a request to all of you. I wish I could have got my transplant sooner. That way I could have been at home with Mummy and Papa than being in heaven; I have to admit I would have loved being with all of you. Anyway, there are many of my friends who still need organs and they are still on the transplant waiting lists. The only way they can go home to their families and be happy is if they can get a transplant, in time. But there is an acute shortage of organs and hence the waiting lists are extremely long. And even though me and my other friends all want to stay strong and continue our battles, sometimes it is too hard for us. That's when we have to relocate to heaven.</span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;">The good news is that all of you can help by signing up for organ donation. My doctors at Stanford told me that each person who agrees to donate his/her organs can save multiple lives and bring hope and smiles to many families. Here is the link if you’d like to sing up online: </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="https://www.donatelifecalifornia.org/register/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">https://www.donatelifecalifornia.org/register/</a><span style="font-family: times new roman;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">On my end, I am convincing all my new friends here to convey the same message to their friends and family. And we all feel that our message must come in strong. Karthik Uncle who works in the same office aPapa is also helping me to spread this message. Karthik Uncle and his team </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.firstgiving.com/process/teamarea/default.asp?did=2205&TeamId=36018&EventId=20093" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span id="lw_1205797610_10">Slow as Molasses</span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> are helping me to spread this message by participating in a </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.therelay.com/re_new.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span class="yshortcuts"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background-attachment: scroll;" id="lw_1205797610_11">relay race</span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> on April 19 and 20 that will help to raise money and awareness for Organ Donation. Please cheer Karthik Uncle and his team and support this cause.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Well that’s it from me for now. And by the way this is probably the only serious message you're going to get from me. I'm too fun a person to do thing in a serious manner. Everyone who knows me will vouch for that.</span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Catch you later. Live life Arnav style !</span></p><br /><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:12;"><br /></span></span>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-21132356316667912362007-10-03T20:32:00.001-07:002007-10-03T20:53:33.454-07:00To be or not to be ?<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Did you ever wonder what you were going to be when you "finally" grow up? Well, it may be a litle early for me; some of you may say that, but I am already exploring my options:<br />"To be or not to be,<br />basically what should I be<br />when I finally grow up." </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am in a real dilemma and I thought the best way to decide was to give each thing a try.<br /><br />Here are the options I am considering : doctor, entertainment, or juggling. Watch me in action and give me some feedback.</span><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxum3WqWWqs_s07Aw2u8FTXkZarjemq6XmhreYY74Fpe1swdQll80pVlPL3ZSzOT5D_AZGMj_tWUR0' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">And here is another one; let me know what you think I am best at?</span></div><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzGlaTp9MxSe_LVGanhflmfN8s1noaQXm1CHMNwUlj0JGNlhoU9zmpeyDLJdM8b04BSrIWAlTtlGKs' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Still thinking.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Arnav</span></p>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-12492484698860349142007-10-03T17:12:00.000-07:002007-10-03T17:23:21.232-07:00Hallo Hallo<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hallo Everyone,<br /><br />Oh! the perils of modern age and the constant need for connectivity. I truly wonder how people survived in the dark ages.<br /><br />Look what a bad phone and bad connectivity can do to you. And this is just make believe. Imagine if this happened to you ....................<br /><br /></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzMae52Eu4WLQyPafImi7A8jbDadar0Y4KpxrluKEJ1rEyUgQTDGPdTi-vVU8-JzjcgOWCFfQYSeec' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Just pondering..<br />Arnav</span>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-86792408519414899912007-10-03T17:07:00.000-07:002007-10-03T17:12:40.158-07:00Just Chilling : Check me out<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Well, I was caught in action: JUST CHILLING OUT !!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Check out how cool I look.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWq7zI2rbhEhcwx35QsjbvygP9XE5wpMjaFibM2RDTm0cwEwxLEVa8d91RcmNCYevsvbodJMI0cxu3LpFyvRF0zo0-WbQs2H9Ns1BkfJOwQVXy2dvSwoxNm3R2DTovriDo8hgfRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0291.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117266937781740914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWq7zI2rbhEhcwx35QsjbvygP9XE5wpMjaFibM2RDTm0cwEwxLEVa8d91RcmNCYevsvbodJMI0cxu3LpFyvRF0zo0-WbQs2H9Ns1BkfJOwQVXy2dvSwoxNm3R2DTovriDo8hgfRQ/s320/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br />~ArnavArnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-46600806204690619032007-09-01T00:53:00.001-07:002007-09-01T00:53:11.965-07:00News Update: I went to see Clifford too !!<div><embed src="http://widget-23.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=216172782124244771&site=widget-23.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782124244771&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-23.slide.com/p1/216172782124244771/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782124244771&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-23.slide.com/p2/216172782124244771/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-50053571033645113122007-09-01T00:30:00.001-07:002007-09-01T00:30:53.909-07:00I went to the Zoo... come share the fun !!<div><embed src="http://widget-b0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=216172782124738736&site=widget-b0.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782124738736&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-b0.slide.com/p1/216172782124738736/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782124738736&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-b0.slide.com/p2/216172782124738736/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-37446402998417660392007-07-28T18:04:00.000-07:002007-07-28T18:41:17.455-07:00Riding the wave.... on my tricycle... the first time ever.<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hey Everyone,<br /><br />I rode my tricycle for the first time last week and it was a great experience. We went up and down the hill outside my house and I loved it. I tried hard to get my feet on the foot rests but they just wouldn't stay in the same place..... Kept going up and down..... but I loved the cool breeze in my face. </span></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Watch me in action here....</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-J0ukElVDupzu1tsw5XHOdA_xwhyn3D8Gg1zPJNmyZ5MjdugfFeaaC-JEL2KDj8j0ozCN64KlVQo-erNxU5AGLuWp5X2_XNly1J2yGgDIcEDx0E8cbfetRbNAtBNH9BmzETnJQw/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-J0ukElVDupzu1tsw5XHOdA_xwhyn3D8Gg1zPJNmyZ5MjdugfFeaaC-JEL2KDj8j0ozCN64KlVQo-erNxU5AGLuWp5X2_XNly1J2yGgDIcEDx0E8cbfetRbNAtBNH9BmzETnJQw/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422952279390594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-J0ukElVDupzu1tsw5XHOdA_xwhyn3D8Gg1zPJNmyZ5MjdugfFeaaC-JEL2KDj8j0ozCN64KlVQo-erNxU5AGLuWp5X2_XNly1J2yGgDIcEDx0E8cbfetRbNAtBNH9BmzETnJQw/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Here Papa is teaching me the ins and outs of riding my tricycle. </span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYZN10ab7r59qa0Y8ufCWscw_yxu1J7TEZjrKbQgYwzUJDTFxXEXf5N0XqKmgcPo0_36HUwbvSBH5fXsu6P3r4duorVhjszz6KQvJlv74LyD0wOq4bKTk6b1x_g7_HzgIgAL0gQ/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422956574357906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYZN10ab7r59qa0Y8ufCWscw_yxu1J7TEZjrKbQgYwzUJDTFxXEXf5N0XqKmgcPo0_36HUwbvSBH5fXsu6P3r4duorVhjszz6KQvJlv74LyD0wOq4bKTk6b1x_g7_HzgIgAL0gQ/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Testing the waters on my own.... and I did quite alright.</span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ac1Bx-8NVLof7QRPQcJa4azAdPt62MvrxsHdxJAFxiYXF6dG1X_vzd56WZknItIcuBXsb1A1eOdzDO-ufRSO1n1amZyUYMoXqspteCXAcgijFqrfz9b9ywklcVP91nmJ-JBuSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422965164292514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ac1Bx-8NVLof7QRPQcJa4azAdPt62MvrxsHdxJAFxiYXF6dG1X_vzd56WZknItIcuBXsb1A1eOdzDO-ufRSO1n1amZyUYMoXqspteCXAcgijFqrfz9b9ywklcVP91nmJ-JBuSQ/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Doing even better here... i moved on my own just a teeny tiny bit.</span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-tNYyZaAfmeyK0ygD9OZ3exsQjvL-SSvvB5lclNAzuYQ2f8afClPFZ7S_bQedauto7MBmoup90THzl_Q0m-28gCJX5Xy8TBHLKLjnKQSILFEuHyjPFueolml-OipTI460Ac91Q/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422969459259826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-tNYyZaAfmeyK0ygD9OZ3exsQjvL-SSvvB5lclNAzuYQ2f8afClPFZ7S_bQedauto7MBmoup90THzl_Q0m-28gCJX5Xy8TBHLKLjnKQSILFEuHyjPFueolml-OipTI460Ac91Q/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Me and Papa taking a little break..... and mummy cut Papa's head off .... just in the picture.</span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAOBYRZ-cfcSoRyBhwZuDipEiKsvOmkYEzCVqtlzXWxb2RDxjPmIDpwoGJsoEsT9LQ5PPYyg1234xY8y0hMHpOjEffh_0UxNZLaXGiYSdkEV0PwtA5aCGXmbUKhUbYMYu1YpEXxg/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422973754227138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAOBYRZ-cfcSoRyBhwZuDipEiKsvOmkYEzCVqtlzXWxb2RDxjPmIDpwoGJsoEsT9LQ5PPYyg1234xY8y0hMHpOjEffh_0UxNZLaXGiYSdkEV0PwtA5aCGXmbUKhUbYMYu1YpEXxg/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> And its back now.... all's well and I'm a happy camper on my bike.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Learning new tricks everyday.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Arnav<br /></span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-26037578617778508732007-07-21T20:23:00.000-07:002007-07-27T21:21:31.990-07:00Dance with the Mastero: ME !!!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='280' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzzJk2lyYiUfBB-XnMCReiO4I2tk3_igwW61M3RMx4pfjGSMHLLaahT2puzhZ1tz1hy_j2mt4vDPVs' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Hello,<br /><br />This is the nighlty scene in the Kalra household. After 11:00 pm I am wide awake and its time to PARTTTTTTTT..............YYYYYYYYY !!!<br /><br />My favourite song is Dhadak Dhadak from Bunty and Bubli and you can catch me dancing to this song each night. Not only do I dance but I also am able to get Mom and Dad to dance too. I extended the "Everybody Dances Rule" to everybody.<br /><br /><br />Enjoy this demononstation !!!<br /><br />~ Dhadak Dhadak ArnavArnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-66244202800133101252007-05-24T20:46:00.001-07:002007-05-24T20:48:15.866-07:00Slide Show for my 2nd birthday!<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hello everyone,<br /><br />Enjoy the pictures for my 2nd birthday. I had a great time as you will see. Thanks to everyone who made my day special both by their presence and the wonderful gifts they brought.<br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br />~ A Big Boy now : Arnav<br /><br /></span><embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 375px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-36.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=216172782121655606&site=widget-36.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&tt=0&sk=0&amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=216172782121655606&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-36.slide.com/p1/216172782121655606/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=216172782121655606&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-36.slide.com/p2/216172782121655606/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-19978719613507258682007-02-13T11:13:00.000-08:002007-02-13T11:04:00.752-08:00New Chatterbox on the Block<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemNIZaksftIQZ_gnTzV2euDpFTi1vv7vEfl4GUKgrBxTRLrxA84KjgP-JKAq0ZtoP0kDh6A_JJpVU1QqjcvWC3oEkAwATO4IyNZN0MWOB48j0q5_tj0VRmLPF7POObH2N4O-iow/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031103096023235234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemNIZaksftIQZ_gnTzV2euDpFTi1vv7vEfl4GUKgrBxTRLrxA84KjgP-JKAq0ZtoP0kDh6A_JJpVU1QqjcvWC3oEkAwATO4IyNZN0MWOB48j0q5_tj0VRmLPF7POObH2N4O-iow/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8j7pQ06rufXq_gazLMCHcXMw2MzftWwu2ZDqAxtHDISSaV5GVSeNTAK10DvDek0Ucvx4VtSCfyrs5H15nOv1-hpIITa5Uz1F5rwHr5EPqSsMIyNG1WzkLFxKOwLTrOmJC9i-_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div>Hey Everyone....</div><div><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Welcome to a new 2007 from me . So whats new at my end... well I'm quite a chatter box now. I can say a multitude of words and here is a partial check list of all I can say: (I'm quite a mix of Hindi, English and gibberish for now!) </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">My all time favorites are : </span><br /></div><ol><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Buh-bye</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hiiiiiiiiiiiii</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Papa ( I'm an ardent fan of my papa !)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Mumma ( for Mommy )</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Ball</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Teddy</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Car</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Table</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Chair</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yellow (This is my favorite color....... atleast for now)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Purple ( Just to add another one to my color list)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Train</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Teddy</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Jump..up ( although it sounds like Jumpa ..... but you know what I mean !)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Shoo ( for shoes)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Uppar ( for up)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Down ( for down bhai .. )</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Baang (for close)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Khool ( for open )<br /></span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Ttttttttttt ( for TV)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Elmo (My favorite cartoon for now ... )<br /></span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Car ( although we have a mini van.... but car is easier to say !)<br /></span></li></ol><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Well the list can go on and on .... but this was just to give you a glimpse of what I can do. There is no substitute for an in-person interaction. If you would like to meet me , call my Mumma on the cone ( sorry ..... everyone else says Phone ) and set a time to see me, me , me ( Just a habit from my poem .. Pat a cake ) !!</span><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Buh-bye !!</span><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~ Chattering away for now </span><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Arnav</span></p><div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-82985187724398776872007-02-13T10:43:00.000-08:002007-02-13T10:44:01.187-08:00Check out my Slide Show: January 2007<embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=216172782117508544&site=widget-c0.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&tt=25&cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782117508544&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p1/216172782117508544/bb_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&tt=25&cy=bb&ad=0&id=216172782117508544&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p2/216172782117508544/bb_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-48727555514345709672006-12-20T12:44:00.001-08:002006-12-25T08:26:39.162-08:00Could not get any cuter than this !!<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii !!!<br /><br />This is my latest way to greet everyone I know. I have used it in the written print many times but the vocalization is new to me and hence more special. So this is a special Hi to all of you. It's unbelievable that another year is qucikly drawing to a close. Its almost time to say "B-Bye 2006 and Welcome 2007". I will keep you posted on how we welcomed 2007.<br /><br />So what else is new? My mom says that I am getting cuter by the day and yet she says "He cannot get any cuter than this !" I wonder which of the two statements are true. If I get cuter everyday, then I will be even cuter tomorrow and yet she says<em> </em>I cannot get any cuter. Women !!! No wonder Papa says that women are hard to understand. They certainly don't make much sense and this comes from a baby ( universal shield for now) . Mom, stop confusing me and make up your mind.<br /><br />Here are some snap shots if any one would dare to question what my mom says or even agree with her if you like.<br /></div></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><div align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As for me:<br /><br />Cute, cuter, cutest.........<br />No matter what you say......<br />As long as I get a compliment....<br />Happy is my day !!!<br /><br /></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQrx39a6gRlrmtyZ7Lx36AXSroOwzZlZSmymz7qXBwzzp6aH660uisdS76Q4TM7KoyojK_n4iFMbbE9sqR9t1WqcyUbAlaklOPf-bnFTpgMsqZ04PTy-vbtjXWUBUEcXOKWZ4pQ/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490852187573362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQrx39a6gRlrmtyZ7Lx36AXSroOwzZlZSmymz7qXBwzzp6aH660uisdS76Q4TM7KoyojK_n4iFMbbE9sqR9t1WqcyUbAlaklOPf-bnFTpgMsqZ04PTy-vbtjXWUBUEcXOKWZ4pQ/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Kela le lo, Angoor le lo, bahut meeta hai bibiji ! Sirf 200 Rs. Kilo !!<br /><br /><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNd4zer_h_UKO2o7YJ1i3uMJ1Trk9pkbSH7sQM3wfgLKMsBPLJezZDgIabM6dWmzscbQquFpbbywQ549aXpXmTBmume7ICOh0KWqhL0QWgtZGvQHD-JZNjdJRi-QBu0waRcmrgw/s1600-h/IMG_0462.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490852187573378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNd4zer_h_UKO2o7YJ1i3uMJ1Trk9pkbSH7sQM3wfgLKMsBPLJezZDgIabM6dWmzscbQquFpbbywQ549aXpXmTBmume7ICOh0KWqhL0QWgtZGvQHD-JZNjdJRi-QBu0waRcmrgw/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Ek pineapple de do behenji, bahut badiya hai. 20 Rs. kam de do !</span></p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ__ow-bwWwIQlN49rJuNigR5HiFNN7EK8esBpP3VZDATmBYp5LC5gcgjuc3NROEH10mRsdVaRZrpBTNwYtB_9jb2toYrdk986ECalZJOgl0kjrAbMRK2osAB_AAg6D5EuivBymg/s1600-h/IMG_0463.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490856482540690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ__ow-bwWwIQlN49rJuNigR5HiFNN7EK8esBpP3VZDATmBYp5LC5gcgjuc3NROEH10mRsdVaRZrpBTNwYtB_9jb2toYrdk986ECalZJOgl0kjrAbMRK2osAB_AAg6D5EuivBymg/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeh to sirf sample hai. Maal kal internet delivery se aayega !! Smile, smile ! </span></p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttWP9OixF8jJY7j4ORvwyK8CF0o1Q-PYjWavMVJPn_BoOwyApWBb4h4MXYAe2AlIf93aJ67uV-iwt5hJDajA_IXudKXa8Cp9_glIJRzXTKBWbGRU7kLpJ0TIDKjYSwlxl-_G73g/s1600-h/IMG_0464.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490865072475298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttWP9OixF8jJY7j4ORvwyK8CF0o1Q-PYjWavMVJPn_BoOwyApWBb4h4MXYAe2AlIf93aJ67uV-iwt5hJDajA_IXudKXa8Cp9_glIJRzXTKBWbGRU7kLpJ0TIDKjYSwlxl-_G73g/s320/IMG_0464.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Oh ! Oh ! Paise lene se pehele batana tha..... sorry baba .... too late . Ab to delivery comfirm ho gaye hai.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvO-KWcFHORmr9Y4xVmYv9jfrc5T3IQFrs2O5bm68HN0mSL6MQlufI_yorPQgFNqGL2WAq02IDELLeCI1natPGOj5um2E18Ze-GBb4EruGKEyZnHkINcuTImndZra4hhQObsb7g/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"></a><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQofxu5fiXanScGPH59Mi3MtfsFmoxkrurjOFoEakHLd4Mup1JJQYx8p_CCLroa_ZQ2-aWJU4brHt5X2WFoZhnaNiFudNk7KtC9YQzNX43l_Jjkm1VqGiMk6G0b6nw7cRL-VuHQA/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490001784048706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQofxu5fiXanScGPH59Mi3MtfsFmoxkrurjOFoEakHLd4Mup1JJQYx8p_CCLroa_ZQ2-aWJU4brHt5X2WFoZhnaNiFudNk7KtC9YQzNX43l_Jjkm1VqGiMk6G0b6nw7cRL-VuHQA/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeh , sara mal bik gaya. Lots of money for some Christmas shopping !! </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FF4i7okHt2mf85X9beZEbVuf1bjymL3csdDh7AHEU85mvrAEVez2lNSktXRonCY0SSsTXSpg6GlCfDfC_4tpUWO3fWATl497ymQFIHO-lt3PSmP9haR4oNGWIxYPLM177-Hmwg/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490006079016018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FF4i7okHt2mf85X9beZEbVuf1bjymL3csdDh7AHEU85mvrAEVez2lNSktXRonCY0SSsTXSpg6GlCfDfC_4tpUWO3fWATl497ymQFIHO-lt3PSmP9haR4oNGWIxYPLM177-Hmwg/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Ab thoda Aaraam ..... bahut kaam ho gaya aaj ke leye !!<br /><br /></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxC3kN4xyi3qkwnycRQBgJgIKG35YnJrh0QdKpRQvm2k-vIPhkOo-kLCQ9wybiBYer4NAqZ0L4JSKG32ybw-fI6w_11OMDqvTXwScYy6LEKeB94eKd0NRZhJGZ4p0jJmPW7BHoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0468.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490010373983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxC3kN4xyi3qkwnycRQBgJgIKG35YnJrh0QdKpRQvm2k-vIPhkOo-kLCQ9wybiBYer4NAqZ0L4JSKG32ybw-fI6w_11OMDqvTXwScYy6LEKeB94eKd0NRZhJGZ4p0jJmPW7BHoQ/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yeh mera business look hai. Nice hai na !!<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRipfw-iy6FYPGeOWoIm0ESf668RG3SjRz0La9HZjqKHf1MC106eDSussPmJu9HEhBixqRp0NJfZXT5GuDjWxpadiW47itGKJyY3n6M1930qIEcffzzQKPFx0HWw-JYM0OlXTRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"></a><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZNhT86sjUWxeVY6IhBWohL__fhz37KR-SdksDX37SQxVb6silZCQPtm9U6OOxJEn-AUUrwG1aHuOZFtk-BAZl2i4rYV883eQ0RWCEKOKo8pGupllzDt9KRcO02jdP3cPYLgeOcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012489288819477474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZNhT86sjUWxeVY6IhBWohL__fhz37KR-SdksDX37SQxVb6silZCQPtm9U6OOxJEn-AUUrwG1aHuOZFtk-BAZl2i4rYV883eQ0RWCEKOKo8pGupllzDt9KRcO02jdP3cPYLgeOcQ/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Mummy hato na.... Dekhne do ki yeh fruit kaisa hai !<br /><br /><br /></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DQ9x0CDDscnu8oF1plAzKUby2QtAwnEfJ24AlJrN9ny2-dot9jNyP_F5TZL19_G2ec2EVIfDETLjZIHwPVsUIjQW_k0Vib7wIwVSaulLn-bQMnlw3g-wwRpw8-AHkRzpjEQBSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012489293114444786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DQ9x0CDDscnu8oF1plAzKUby2QtAwnEfJ24AlJrN9ny2-dot9jNyP_F5TZL19_G2ec2EVIfDETLjZIHwPVsUIjQW_k0Vib7wIwVSaulLn-bQMnlw3g-wwRpw8-AHkRzpjEQBSQ/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">1,2,3 Check ...... pineapple andar sab theek hai na !<br /><br /><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucJtpyQao2o6kqDDYHOdliDi3e4dE0ISJ_WuyXrBrfna7562Ndl0mZLyIYnTYGGx-GpZpXNVnOU_s_VXs3Mgwgn8i9_RN4hvxq7JmbaFyrqjVgbKk8p6hUlalUJS0IHY6QqUJVg/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012489297409412098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucJtpyQao2o6kqDDYHOdliDi3e4dE0ISJ_WuyXrBrfna7562Ndl0mZLyIYnTYGGx-GpZpXNVnOU_s_VXs3Mgwgn8i9_RN4hvxq7JmbaFyrqjVgbKk8p6hUlalUJS0IHY6QqUJVg/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Mummy, yeh already bik gaya hai. Sorry nahin milega ! Akhir ethics bhi to koi cheez hai. </span></p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFuxYdru9ASbXnPeKoyh8d15fKytNaMbLyRN8hMbyjkPJ5oOke0Se1tqWw2nvgOmsnBxAO1rBJa0TDUt6kGLR7UDcFLr0zfcyDiQmH3AHtETdflWFQ5FlC-we16wrDCduOWdsVNw/s1600-h/IMG_0473.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012489301704379410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFuxYdru9ASbXnPeKoyh8d15fKytNaMbLyRN8hMbyjkPJ5oOke0Se1tqWw2nvgOmsnBxAO1rBJa0TDUt6kGLR7UDcFLr0zfcyDiQmH3AHtETdflWFQ5FlC-we16wrDCduOWdsVNw/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pyar ki bribe nahin chalege. Hato !<br /><br /><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctVsaLSGDP5mMgfT5fDdpzbzrf69GrT9RWXiIA3hfI3g487rut0hjA4fyF8aN_YSX4Mgu4IX05-1pg01ypOcK93d78zw9AUSp-WAMY6ocsVu8PxNwPnO0MPw9tLK98QmplebyQg/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012488623099546498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctVsaLSGDP5mMgfT5fDdpzbzrf69GrT9RWXiIA3hfI3g487rut0hjA4fyF8aN_YSX4Mgu4IX05-1pg01ypOcK93d78zw9AUSp-WAMY6ocsVu8PxNwPnO0MPw9tLK98QmplebyQg/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Wahan se daal nahin gali to yahan se koshish .....<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOQ001ennGx_j7Wl6mfCQgO4lyXwTQpQmwa99lkIv8emBsl1YxFmpmJKBWZ7-eiD_CQ3m0bFPlk3-NkRlqYFV7aNTG6GosE5Q_rkP3Wis06D_Zi1SJY9YuhvP0wSawMJ-8EwWjFA/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKMAQ1Mh9Q2JVdySMxoNpQJxEgVCuv8q53tiq0bDB5V5lGizhg_F-8Car4QUzwquVzbDOGAk-MEchBsaKpet-REsfzWsGDG6DXcAms6IOoyVKVRuj9KYBmVnmRmC2WE9Yr7xDfw/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012488631689481122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKMAQ1Mh9Q2JVdySMxoNpQJxEgVCuv8q53tiq0bDB5V5lGizhg_F-8Car4QUzwquVzbDOGAk-MEchBsaKpet-REsfzWsGDG6DXcAms6IOoyVKVRuj9KYBmVnmRmC2WE9Yr7xDfw/s320/IMG_0476.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Mummy, Papa ko bhi nahin doonga although I do appear to be handing him something. Yeh sab media ka trick hai. Maine pineapple nahin diya ! </span></p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9o4rlcaSYxGkni0g04oZzArVcMY0LtbDhp2MVQHu5NGt0YmhAZSoVjbT00hCt8i5MW5Inz4Phv_zrnst6o1g9cmrTtvSn2rlkcRARFDnGrkGOdBKp3J4MMKks8hUIR-Y4Rnc0EA/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012488640279415730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9o4rlcaSYxGkni0g04oZzArVcMY0LtbDhp2MVQHu5NGt0YmhAZSoVjbT00hCt8i5MW5Inz4Phv_zrnst6o1g9cmrTtvSn2rlkcRARFDnGrkGOdBKp3J4MMKks8hUIR-Y4Rnc0EA/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Uff..... thak gaya main. Enough for now. Moooooooooooommy !! </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Talk to you later......</span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~ Arnav</p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaEKMk3EUf4Fw26-VJuHL2pq_KUCDvmodgBZg78zy1ORaVBUXdWlj60MDt4VnlP4qSxGqYdX94HFHD3N-LjGPInnj708G6W6WdaZ20_pskGzwQxQWBmiE447xSCt1AwZTrR7odg/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-1165972141906985492006-12-12T17:02:00.000-08:002006-12-19T17:12:21.581-08:00Walking a tight rope<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hey there,<br /><br />I'm aquiring new skill sets with each new day. Here is a demonstraion of my newest skill : cruising. No. No. There is no need to be shocked. I have not learned to drive a car and that too in cruise control, although I'm working on it. Just Kidding !!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />I'm taking about baby cruising: walking with just a bit of support. Here is the scoop straight from the horse's mouth. Ever stop to think how it feels if you have learnt something new. We're on cloud nine but alongside there is the fear factor too. Thats what I want to address.<br /><br />Whoever said walking was a piece of cake. Ask me. Pakad, pakad ke thak jata hoon, aur phir bhi gir jata hoon. Not fun, seriously. You could equate this experience to walking on a tight rope suspended 10 feet above the ground, like the madaris do in India. And of course, there is all the janta around you, to appluad if you succeed and consolation for me, if I don't succeed as I do make quite a scene if I don't. Anyway here are some highlights and no, you cannot catch me crying here. I'm as cool as a cucumber for this photo shoot.<br /><br /></div></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/766956/IMG_0424.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/761256/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Does my pose strike a cord with you ? Here is a hint : Spiderman !<br /><br /><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/282650/IMG_0425.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0425.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> An idle spiderman has a moment to smile for the camera before taking the next step.</span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0426.9.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0426.9.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> You see a bit of foot faulting here but its not too obvious. I do regain my composure in the next shot. Check it out !! </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0428.2.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0428.2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Nice and calm while I plan the execution of my next step.</span></p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p><br /><br /></p></span><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0430.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0430.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Here I go and you can see me in action. Here is my secret: first I find a strong anchor to hold me just in case and once I have it its simple, side step once, side step again and again.</span></p><p><br /></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0427.5.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0427.5.jpg" border="0" /></span></a> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sucessful execution. Yaaaaaaaaaay !!! The sweet smell of success makes me sooooooooo happy as you can see. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hope you enjoyed this. Till next time be cool ! </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Spiderman Arnav</span></p>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-1165966655457063472006-12-12T15:28:00.000-08:002006-12-14T07:42:51.843-08:00Holiday Party 2006<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hello There,<br /><br />Happy Holidays everyone. On December 8th Dad's company held a holiday party for all its employees and their families. I was so happy to get the invitation. I truly believe that no party invitations should be turned down. After all you can never have too much fun. </span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Anyway, back to the party. I had a great time and I am not going to be a grouch by complaining about the long lines because of which I missed seeing Santa at the party. I guess I will have to meet him in the mall now. Nevertheless I had a great time and here is a sneak peak at the highlights of the party.</span></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/518850/IMG_0433.jpg" border="0" /><strong>This is my new found friend : Gingerbread man with a Candy Cane. Oh O ! Mom cut off his head in this picture. I'm just glad that my head wasn't cut off too.</strong><br /><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/615665/IMG_0432.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/973821/IMG_0432.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <strong>See this Carousel behind me and Papa. I was so excited to try this ride but we ran out of time before I could get to the ride.</strong> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/827257/IMG_0441.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/421967/IMG_0441.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <strong>And this is the toy train that I took a ride in. Look at all the holiday colors !</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/152859/IMG_0439.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/601501/IMG_0439.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <strong>And that is the indoor shot of us taking the train ride. Mom, Dad and I had a whole coach just for us. Talk about feeling special !</strong> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/60207/IMG_0445.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/130026/IMG_0445.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <strong>This is Mr. Snowman. He stood in the line for the train forever but never got a turn. I wonder if it had to do with his height. But he was good company for everyone waiting in the line.</strong> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/911103/IMG_0436.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/848773/IMG_0436.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong> Another shot of Mommy and Me enjoying the train ride. Btw Papa is the one taking the pictures. Thanks for the coverage Papa.</strong> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/1600/605130/IMG_0450.jpg"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4416/1915/320/33520/IMG_0450.jpg" border="0" /></span><p align="center"></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>And this was the Grand Finale. A family photo just before we left the party. Nice na</strong>.</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">We met quite a few people that Papa works with on a daily basis and it was good to put faces to the names that we hear on all the conference calls Papa does from home. I heard the food was nice too but I was too busy socializing to be concerend about the food. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">We also stood in line for a caricature. Although the experience was great I can't say the same about the Caricature. But it was a fun thing to do anyway. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The music was great and the baby crowd was fantastic. All of them were well dressed in their best holiday clothes and I heard very little crying. I must say I was impressed with the performance of my peers. Lets all keep up the good work and Happy Holidays again. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Celebrating the holiday spirit,</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Arnav </span></p>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-1163723571943428202006-11-16T16:14:00.000-08:002006-11-16T17:33:48.376-08:00Happy Halloween<div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hello There Everyone,<br /><br />Oh!! I have missed you all. If you read my last post, it explains how busy I have been doing just a little bit of everything. So much has changed since the last time that it will take me a while to catch up with everything. While I do the running around bit, wish you all a Happy Halloween.<br /><br />I'm not sure if you know about Halloween. Let me explain. I was so excited. Mom and Dad decided to dress me up as a pumpkin. Its not a sacry dress per se but defintely a customary one. Any way, I create my own rules and I decided that it was more important to have a good hairdo than wear a funny hat. So half my outfit is missing here. But its the spirit that counts, isn't it. And I did have a lot of spirit ( Boooooo..............) for Halloween.<br /><br />Here are some pictures of me/ pumpkin doing some masti.<br /></span><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0317.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0317.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">This is the candy I collected when I went for Trick or Treating. Not a whole lot, I know, but its enough for me.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></p></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p align="center"></span></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0321.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0321.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Just making some phone calls to make sure all the kids came to my house for Trick or Treat'n.</span> </p><p align="center"><br /></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0318.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Just having a nice time sifting through the candy. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></p></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><p></span></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0319.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0319.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">You can see my pumpkin hat on the left hand side. Oh Haloween is so much fun !</span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0330.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0330.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">You saw the treat part of Halloween. Here is a trick for you. Now you see me</span>.</p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></strong><br /></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0328.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0328.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Now you don't</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0327.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0327.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Peek A Boo<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">.................. </span></strong>gotcha !</span></p><p><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0324.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0324.1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">Happy Halloween again and have fun till next time. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~ Pumpkin Arnav<br /></span><br /></p>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19367202.post-1163722434018898232006-11-16T16:02:00.000-08:002006-11-16T16:13:54.030-08:00A Little Bit of Life<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/1600/IMG_0328.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4416/1915/320/IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">A little bit of love,<br />A little bit of care.<br />A little bit of hope<br />And a bit of despair.<br /><br />A little bit of up<br />and a little bit down<br />A little bit of serious,<br />And a bit of clown.<br /><br />A little bit of sunshine<br />and a bit of gray<br />A little bit of work<br />And a bit of play.<br /><br />A little bit of safe<br />And a bit of danger.<br />A little but of happiness<br />And just a bit of anger.<br /><br />A little bit of you<br />And a little of me.<br />Life is that simple,<br />As simple it could be.<br /><br />So just a bit of this,<br />And a little of that.<br />This is what life is,<br />And that's that.</span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">-- <span style="font-family:times new roman;">With a bit of help from mom</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">~Arnav<br /></span><br /></div>Arnavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12778464494889480645noreply@blogger.com0