URNER - URvashi's corNER

HER DIARY 2nd December,2006 Ohh God, What A day.....!!!??!!! I was happy that at last I saw him today.. As the time was nearing, I was wondering if he would come or not but he just came in in the last minute..He was looking so cute in that red shirt..Aha, suits him perfectly well... Bu what after he came?? He was talking to everyone around except me... Or Was I feeling so..?? He never notices me & how come I notice him every time he even passes by...?? I think he should understand that I like him when I look at him..? When will he understand.. ? And what if someone else notices it before he does..?? He is really stupid I know... It would take ages for him to understand.. Maybe I should tell that to him.... Tell..?? But when he asks me something why do I seem to forget all the words..?? I just end up blabbering something or the other and in a minute he is gone asking that to someone else.. Why can't I talk properly to him when he asks me?? Why can't he wait & talk to me

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 16 ; the sixteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . "Yeah pink colour suits you. Buy that saree..." Mom finalised for me. "I had liked that one only from the beginning. ?I'll buy that one only..." & I turned to the shopkeeper. "Bhaiya yeh pack kar dena...." "Haan madam, this colour is perfect for you. Diwali ke din aap khub chamkengi..!!" "Arey, it's not for Diwali.. It is for my reception after Diwali..." "Ohhh... Shopping for marriage.... So Madam, buy more... This would be your last Diwali at home..??!!!" the shopkeeper questioned. I nodded but the enthusiasm of shopping vanished. Every time I try to come out of that mood , something or other pops up to remind me of my last days...... I begin to feel low on hearing the word "Last&qu

It is said that India is a country with "Unity In Diversity" and it is indeed so true.. The country is so vast and the people living here are so different from each other. Right from their looks to the way they live, eat, walk, talk & behave, everything is so different.. If you have visited at least four states in the country, you would have surely experienced the difference amongst people. But with the metro culture rising at various cities, you are likely to come across different people belonging to different cities of India. The question that arise now is, "HOW TO IDENTIFY DIFFERENT CITIZENS OF INDIA??? " So presenting You with some quick tips that would help you to know the people around you..!!! Scenario 1 Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, sees them and walks on. That's MUMBAI..!!! Scenario 2 Two guys are fighting. Both of them take time out and call their friends on their mobiles. Now 50 guys are fighting. You are definitely in PUNJAB

You all have come across the phrase "What's in a name..??" What does it mean to you..?? For me, my NAME means everything... It something so closely attached to me, so much a part of me that I don't even need to be conscious while saying my name.. And I am sure, it would be the same with everyone. We are all very possessive about our name. Even hearing someone calling out our name sounds so sweet at times, no matter how common the name may be and when we meet someone with the same name as ours, we immediately feel a sense of bonding with that person. We suddenly identify the same kind of problems with our names,the mistakes people make, the jokes played cracked and the most important...... the way they call you out..... It dint matter to me if someone called me by a different name or rather say different versions of my name... I don't have a problem when people call me with different names but then I don't like people who are not so familiar to me, calling