tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337612972024-03-08T04:54:09.199+05:30My WeltanschauungDolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.comBlogger198125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-41776308058033475182011-03-22T12:59:00.002+05:302011-03-22T13:10:52.092+05:30Controversy's child<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Priyanka Chopra, while competing to giggle with Karan over coffee on 'Koffee with Karan', thought that Shahid Kapoor was THE ultimate controversy's child she knows. Ok - we get it - love is blind - check.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">However, on listening to her (and her endless giggling), I wondered who would be my pick for the tag - did not take long to figure that one out - it has to be Indira Gandhi - right from being thrown out of Shantiniketan for falling in love with a teacher at the age of 14 right upto her death in 1984 - hers was a life riddled with controversies and shrouded in mystery - she has to be THE controversy's child.</span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-74411447824846662892011-02-14T01:58:00.004+05:302011-02-14T02:08:54.081+05:30Dhobi ghatDhobi ghat - such a mundane name for such a different movie. Mumbai - shastriya sangeet - colors - awkward silences - moments - words - love - sea - photographs - desires - reality - all unrelated to one another - but so beautiful when all put together. The sheer beauty of the art of story telling takes over the fact of a lack of coherence in this one. Random - just like life.Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-23764177796938324132010-03-04T20:13:00.001+05:302010-03-04T20:13:51.307+05:30:)Happy.Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-51493046162290704812010-01-09T11:44:00.001+05:302010-01-09T11:44:42.830+05:30Question...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...just how much is too much?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-83085261986371630302009-12-26T21:36:00.003+05:302009-12-26T21:41:22.567+05:30Awesome.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Roothi hui hai tu - ek pal mein maanegi</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dil se hamesha hai bacchi.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aye zindagi tu bhi - mere hi jaisi hai -</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dikhti sayani - par hai kacchi.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Phoola muh leke - baithi kyun hai tu - </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ungli meri chal tham le - </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jahan main chalu - wahin tu chale</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jahan tu chale - wahin main chalu.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">OST - Wake Up Sid (2009)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-9901142918317387412009-12-22T09:17:00.002+05:302009-12-22T09:21:53.380+05:30Invictus..Out of the night that covers me,<br />Black as the pit from pole to pole,<br />I thank whatever gods may be<br />For my unconquerable soul.<br /><br />In the fell clutch of circumstance<br />I have not winced nor cried aloud.<br />Under the bludgeonings of chance<br />My head is bloody, but unbowed.<br /><br />Beyond this place of wrath and tears<br />Looms but the Horror of the shade,<br />And yet the menace of the years<br />Finds and shall find me unafraid.<br /><br />It matters not how strait the gate,<br />How charged with punishments the scroll,<br />I am the master of my fate:<br />I am the captain of my soul.<br /><br />~ William Ernest Henley<br /><br /><em>I was thinking how a man could spend thirty years in prison, and come out and forgive the men who did it to him... </em><br /><br />~ Francois Pienaar in the movie "Invictus"<br /><br />I learnt something today - forgiveness - Mandela is truly an inspiration.Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-75175096104676865842009-12-04T21:11:00.003+05:302009-12-04T21:13:05.140+05:30Awwwwww :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rBWMpbrmES1S2qCHr8-ymigNi-OT7VAEoq2y6XkXuNWp8NWAGgXmoH0ZpKSZsXe2-sEWLEILzOhbbqi9jfq0U32PQ4xWcS0xDG4AbS9Co0gcg0gVsU8NFE6pi4YYkcEdCvgcvg/s1600-h/cute.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411406952405062866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rBWMpbrmES1S2qCHr8-ymigNi-OT7VAEoq2y6XkXuNWp8NWAGgXmoH0ZpKSZsXe2-sEWLEILzOhbbqi9jfq0U32PQ4xWcS0xDG4AbS9Co0gcg0gVsU8NFE6pi4YYkcEdCvgcvg/s400/cute.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Picture courtesy: NatGeo</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </p>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-28948895910939189942009-10-20T07:00:00.003+05:302009-10-20T07:16:12.948+05:30Change<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Change - like it - hate it - cant ignore it. It has always stayed with me - kept me on my toes - never really let me settle down. Friends changed - continents changed - houses changed - terms changed - people changed - you get the jist of it right? Do I like it - I still can't decide. Someone once told me - all the things you wish for are just outside your comfort zone - the thought stayed with me - and it makes me kinda look forward to the unpredictability of each day. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Of late - the unpredictability was getting a little too much to handle. Thats when I sat back - looked at everything around me - and figured - this is the story of my life - unique - different - special - offbeat - call it what you want - but this is the way it is going to be written down. Destiny - kismet - chance - fortune - call it what you want - some things are just not in my hand. What I can do - the way I see it - just sit back and enjoy the ride.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-1671707499647695572009-08-31T23:58:00.002+05:302009-09-01T00:00:05.088+05:30High time...<p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">..I started living according to EST.</span></p><p></p>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-1117096018239997892009-08-25T21:40:00.001+05:302009-08-25T21:40:30.088+05:30Uber cool..<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fedora hats!</span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-6343225619552845312009-08-20T18:22:00.002+05:302009-08-20T18:25:12.943+05:30Fact - not fiction.<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Its for real - it's not a myth as I thought - an unwanted and unnecessary outcome of unrealistic romantic novels and regular dose of romantic movies - no sir - it's out there - in this real practical fast-paced world - true love - unconditional love. I saw it - today.</span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-60144678163402654612009-08-18T09:47:00.003+05:302009-08-18T09:53:32.565+05:30For a friend..<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ted: Okay, I'm going to say something out loud that I've been doing a pretty good job of not saying out loud lately. What you and Tony have, what I thought for a second you and I had, what I know that Marshall and Lily have, I want that. I do. I keep waiting for it to happen. I'm waiting for it to happen and I guess I'm just tired of waiting. And that is all I'm going to say on that subject.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Stella: You know how I talked my way out of a speeding ticket?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ted: Really?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Stella: I was heading upstate with my parents, I was doing 90 on the country roads. I got pulled over. So this cop, gets out of his car, swaggers over and he says, 'Lady, I've been waiting for you all day.' And I said, 'Sorry Officer, I got here as fast as I could.'<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ted: For real?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Stella: No, it's just a joke. I know that you're tired of waiting. And you may have to wait a little while more but, she's on her way, Ted. And she's getting here as fast as she can. </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-19576873287664665642009-08-13T09:06:00.000+05:302009-08-13T09:07:49.207+05:303 day rule<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Barney Stinson: Jesus waited THREE days to </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">come back to life</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">. It was perfect! If he had only waited ONE day, a lot of people wouldn't have even heard he died. They'd be all, "Hey Jesus, what up?" and Jesus would probably be like, "What up? I DIED yesterday!" and they'd be all, "Uhh, you look pretty alive to me, dude..." and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude'd be like "Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro..." And he's not gonna come back on a SATURDAY. Everybody's busy, doing chores, workin' the loom, trimmin' the beard, NO. He waited the perfect number of days, THREE. Plus it's SUNDAY, so everyone's in church already, and they're all in there like "Oh no, Jesus is DEAD", and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin' up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five. That's why we wait three days to call a woman, because that's how long Jesus wants us to wait.... True story. </span></div><div align="justify"> </div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-56153927595849748752009-08-12T08:29:00.004+05:302009-08-12T09:22:48.607+05:30The right place – at the right time.<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kids – I have been telling you the story of how I met your mother – and while there’s many things to learn from this story – this may be the biggest. The great moments of your life may not necessarily be the things you do – they will also be the things that happen to you. Now I am not saying you can’t take action to affect the outcome of your life – you have to take action – and you will. But never forget - that on any day - you can step out the front door - and your whole life can change forever. You see the universe has a plan kids - and that plan is always in motion. A butterfly flaps its wings - and it starts to rain. It’s a scary thought - but it also kinda wonderful. All these little parts of the machine – constantly working – making sure that you end up exactly where you are supposed to be – exactly when you are supposed to be there. The right place – at the right time.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><br />~ Ted Mosby in How I met your mother</span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-15735635409238529802009-08-10T17:19:00.002+05:302009-08-10T17:20:32.499+05:30I forgot....<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...how much I love the smell of old musty books stacked away in a library. A rainy evening spent in Sanborn with Arabian nights for company - one word - awesome. </span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-35156619500338427172009-08-07T09:42:00.002+05:302009-08-07T10:02:48.197+05:30I recommend...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a href="http://satish-movieviews.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-in-time-of-globalization.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Review of Love Aaj Kal - Meera decoded.</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">I love the way the post ends - "<em>Love Aaj Kal is that rare romantic movie that is, well, romantic. A film with two of its women, who hate black coffee, yet for some goddamn reason gulp it down just so to remember their men is sure as hell romantic</em>." Brilliant ending.</span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-15900938059779259182009-08-05T20:14:00.002+05:302009-08-05T20:16:50.840+05:30Makes me smile :)<div align="justify"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kulliprashant/3791495909/?eOrig=3792281316"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A pleasant surprise for me on Rakhi</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> - I am lucky to have such awesome people in my life - touch wood :)<br /><br /></div></span>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-91400057338868313852009-08-05T03:02:00.003+05:302009-08-05T03:05:38.687+05:30Special :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZYHV6oZHQbS7o08yQILoiveS0G_k4w6gnSNmVvGoCRVTdy6ePebTdc6f2a6WpnCDMVrDgLOsTf50fVEUIa9j5abIDri6CIgM__RCwBXKhO4tlYtanPKbMlO8uALaPsHvJNilFw/s1600-h/cute.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZYHV6oZHQbS7o08yQILoiveS0G_k4w6gnSNmVvGoCRVTdy6ePebTdc6f2a6WpnCDMVrDgLOsTf50fVEUIa9j5abIDri6CIgM__RCwBXKhO4tlYtanPKbMlO8uALaPsHvJNilFw/s400/cute.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366225447343221394" /></a>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-57828789740607925482009-08-03T22:10:00.003+05:302009-08-03T22:12:56.493+05:30Deja Vu<div align="justify"><a href="http://dollydwivedi.blogspot.com/2007/07/thought.html"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Thought</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> - was reminded of this again today.</span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-86081192272977881392009-08-03T21:12:00.001+05:302009-08-03T21:14:07.397+05:30Expensive!<div align="justify"><a href="http://www.priscillaofboston.com/index.jsp"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Priscilla of Boston</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> - tch tch - who said the best things in life are free! :P</span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-32954332691445483672009-07-26T20:08:00.003+05:302009-07-26T20:22:09.948+05:30Steady steady..<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yesterday, while I was traveling to Boston, I saw the cutest thing on Dartmouth coach – an old person was seated next to me and he looked pretty tired and sick and sleepy – his hand shivered – his leg was quivering. What caught my attention was his shivering hand – even while he was asleep – reminded me of my grandma. He woke up near Lebanon and was searching for his headphones. He had dropped them off earlier – I offered it to him. That broke the ice between us – he got talking with me – his wife chimed in – they were telling me stories about their life and times – was nice listening to it all. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />What amazed me was the love with which his wife was taking care of him – I did not admire it because it was an act of kindness or greatness – it was an act of love. She took care of every little detail for him – he had trouble remembering certain things – she remembered it for him – she finished his sentences for him – she held his headphones for him because he kept losing his grip on them - they had their own jokes - which they kind of understood and I could only guess :) She looked really tired – maybe she had not slept properly – but her eyes twinkled while doing things for him – while filling in small details of the stories that he was telling me – her eyes had a sparkle every time he laughed – she loved him. I saw true love yesterday – first hand – yet again. These were two people who had spent more than 40 years with each other – and still could not get enough of each other – whose love only grew with years. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />I want it in my life – someone I want to grow old with – someone who I know will love me on my bad hair days – when I become fat – when I crack the silliest joke and he will laugh with me no matter how lame the joke - when I wear spectacles – when I grow old and lose all my teeth – and he will still think am awesome. I don’t want crazy momentary highs of love – I want that steady glow of love – the glow which fills your life forever and assures you that you will never be alone again.</span></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-67356667262998758922009-07-20T21:02:00.002+05:302009-07-20T21:06:34.831+05:30I respect...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaL3ur7KTQ_mPBQGlmt8sPiMc_AGstTDNlxWvwR4LJirO5HY3gnDnryt25dchXuk-kumm1DlHifid2RFqHa2skh7LLAWoU6_1nZCfYak0Kl8JlSbehlCeV_OVv-nH4FZ44EnXew/s1600-h/photographer.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360566596693274546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaL3ur7KTQ_mPBQGlmt8sPiMc_AGstTDNlxWvwR4LJirO5HY3gnDnryt25dchXuk-kumm1DlHifid2RFqHa2skh7LLAWoU6_1nZCfYak0Kl8JlSbehlCeV_OVv-nH4FZ44EnXew/s400/photographer.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...photographers - because they see when life is in full bloom - in various colors -they hear when life whispers - they let life cast it's spell on them - they capture the beauty of every mundane moment - mostly because they live life to it's fullest.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-57672529082959260392009-07-20T00:22:00.005+05:302009-07-20T00:28:52.805+05:30I have a new favorite :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEA0O0RKILFla5Md5MMGyFoypgx6c6apnMWb0FM432t5BZR1ExazFoe_uBQVTqpLTOwsr0KVzANKlgFCleRaKIi9xRr69VFZcDBp_oK8PdYf-J3kwouVKvMPMMAEZd1FzqfCswYg/s1600-h/lilies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360247601242304226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEA0O0RKILFla5Md5MMGyFoypgx6c6apnMWb0FM432t5BZR1ExazFoe_uBQVTqpLTOwsr0KVzANKlgFCleRaKIi9xRr69VFZcDBp_oK8PdYf-J3kwouVKvMPMMAEZd1FzqfCswYg/s400/lilies.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pink oriental lilies</span></div></div>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-67891453782245534322009-07-19T05:57:00.005+05:302009-07-27T17:23:06.720+05:30Pretty :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtt14oekqFCT-tdJRhiI19BCqwez-PctUEXEj2adZYnbCUd3ofCT0weWI5bmN4dnKdSsu-5pfnTABVw-yYDPTKvyGun0k5pWOwxtgHQO-AOPOhgF2y0xgWZYQ4Pfj-xAQZ9cb8g/s1600-h/100_1154.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359961514124404050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtt14oekqFCT-tdJRhiI19BCqwez-PctUEXEj2adZYnbCUd3ofCT0weWI5bmN4dnKdSsu-5pfnTABVw-yYDPTKvyGun0k5pWOwxtgHQO-AOPOhgF2y0xgWZYQ4Pfj-xAQZ9cb8g/s400/100_1154.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flowers in downtown Hanover </span><br /></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Photo courtesy: Harini Sridharan</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p>Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33761297.post-80666535940442016972009-07-12T06:16:00.002+05:302009-07-12T06:19:34.600+05:30Hahaha!"There will be lots of 'REPUTATED' people there tonight" - the last I heard that word was reputed - hahahaha - the things you get to hear while walking across downtown!Dolly Dwivedihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171769683284483131noreply@blogger.com0