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Terry is my 11 years old canine.............looks like a fox......... with foxy,round and the most beautiful eyes in this world...........she is the best thing ever happened to me.............i love her like life........... she has those activities which can make anyone ROFL..........she is the darling of my family.

Its consecutively third day and am still waiting for my salary to come!after lots of online shopping(thanks to fashion and you) am over with my balance............even my debit card seems to vomit no more, not even 1000 bucks.......To tell you the truth shopping is really a girl's best friend......i am happy.i shop........am sad ,i shop,i have money i shop.i dont have money,i shop(on credits).......... Trust me,shopping is addiction,no less than that of a dope or alcohol! Its js that, strong will power added with loads of desire+lots of sale with a tag of FLAT, boost up this addiction of shopping...........and lo! you are up with your closet full of brands...shoes,,apparels...........

it is really shocking guys.A horrendous piece of news........seven elephants mowed down by a goods carriage train in Jalpaiguri district of West Bengal . I mean i am just totally devastated by this incident.And above all, the railways are not ready to take the responsibility for this.Our one of the largest fauna resource whom the government christens with lucky mascots bore the horrible brunt of one of the largest killings in one single incident of train accident.The accident claimed the lives of two adult females,two young elephants,one adult tusker and one calf,total seven casualties.The repoert on the accident further tells about other shocking reveletions that how on seeing five of the members of clan being hauled and kicked by the giant machine, a female charged the train in retaliation only to be hauled brutally, as the driver increased the speed in order to escape the enraged animal.This is so inhuman.The incident brought tears in my eyes.Equally shocked are all who came to kno...

I came across an article in The Hindu's editorial titled " Milk At Last For Fly-photo Boy ".It's about 53 displaced afghan families in a roadside camp in Azakhel ,19 miles from Peshawar,capital of Pakistan insurgency plagued Khyber Pakhtunkhwa province bordering Afghanistan.The text includes a photograph of a child covered in flies from head to toe.It was devastating to see the pitiful conditions of such refugees whom war torn and who are struggling to survive in minimal basic conditions of living. All the educated masses of this country generally reads the daily newspapers and come across a plethora of stories containing such mind boggling incidents of shackling human emotions, hardships of human race.The basic reaction is just "chh chh chh".Instantaneous one.Or some heart shattering stories coerce the reader to brood over some time.More than that people discuss it in their homes,offices,working palces.Once the mind switches to another thought the concer...

Whooooooooooow...... its so gud to be back after such long time............. well i kinda got in exile after my dearest fate played games with me...........i brood over it for a long time.......... now i have realised(tho quiet longest time) to get back to what i love the most...........to speak up ma mind or can say my mind pouring on the best platform for ppl like me...........yups BLOGGING sometimes life plays such weird games. the true villain in this whole story is the KAMINA mind........wel lets say am back on track and since ma slave mind is under ma control so here i am zoming ahead and brimming with new ideas.....to spill here..well salute to all ya regular bloggers...........

well i was in 9th standard and one of the nautiest in class.i always stick to "boys are bastard" funda and was in loggerheads with some of ma gunda classmates till 10th.me and ma cousin now use to recall those instances when we used to threat boys on way to home from our school.And how those false allegations were spatted from girls row to boys and boys row to girls. It was the new session started in april and we all were very excited to know who are our new classmates as reshuffling took place. The most "Kamine" types went to B section and nautiest went to A section,ie ma class. Hardly a fortnight passed and on teh 16 th day the most wackiest moment of ma school life came when i came to school without ma bag.I used a bicycle to move to ma school along with ma bunch of frenz.That day, halfway to ma school i noticed that ma back side of cycle was quiet light weight.I asked ma cousin and she screamed that ma bag has felled somewhere in mid way and haunted me with the ...