<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of megs k</title><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of megs k</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>When Responsibility Comes Knocking</title><description><![CDATA[<P>It's a common scenario,(i guess especially in India) where parents work hard for their kids, to provide them with the best of everything. We see to it that our kids get an environment of total comfort, so that they can concentrate on their studies and work towards making their future bright. </P><P>There are millions of channels through which we get advice on the best things to opt for our kids, but one thing we almost always miss is to teach them how to handle responsibilities.We are too busy in providing for them that we forget to show them how to do some thing on their own. It can be anything, from simple things like tying a shoelace, to a bit more complex things like shopping wisely on their own.</P><P>Many of you might be thinking that this kind of thought is absolutely nonsense, and that kids will learn all that as they grow up... I agree that to some extent we all learn some things on our own depending on the situations we are put into... but depriving our kids the chance to be responsible is something which will show its effects later in ther lives. Suddenly one day when he/she is asked to take up responsibilites, it may not be easy for them.</P><P>So let's teach our kids to be responsible for their actions. Give them small chores, let them be responsible for them. But if they go wrong, don't insult them, slowly show them how to do it right. This will not only make them feel responsible, but they will also be happy that they are helping you out! </P><P>Your valuable comments are welcome... </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1223889884">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 14:32:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/13/When-Responsibility-Comes-Knocking.html</link></item><item><title>Don't take for granted</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Today we are here....</P><BR><P>Tomorrow dont knw where.... </P><BR><P>In our lives sometimes we take people for granted.... they have been there from the day we remember.. and we expect them to remain beside us forever... </P><BR><P>But one fine day we will face the bitter truth.. and then it might be too late to change things... </P><BR><P>So friends, Realise the worth of your relationships. Don't ever take anyone for granted... </P><BR><P>I plead so.. 'cos i have lost dear ones who never knew how much i loved them . </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1223742404">]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 21:43:23 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/11/Don-t-take-for-granted.html</link></item><item><title>world seems strange!</title><description><![CDATA[<P>World is strange, when time goes on, yet life stands still</P><BR><P>World seems strange, when all the pain that u bear, goes in vain without any gain!  </P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 21:37:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/01/world-seems-strange.html</link></item><item><title>Love of the World...!</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Missing childhood shouldn't necessarily leave one soaked in tears and wishing the impossible wish, for time to turn around..... On the contrary those memories could change the person you are! It could change the way we face life... each day, every moment....! </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Have u ever thought about what o</SPAN><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:City><st1:place><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">ur</SPAN></st1:place></st1:City><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> thoughts were when we were kids?? Now we feel that </SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">those days were awesome</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> just because we never had any tensions and we could live life to the fullest..but when we were kids were we completely content with what we had and did we live every moment to the max? I don't think so.... As one of my friend commented for my prev blog... "</SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">Every age has its own worries</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">!" </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Ya </SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">the golden age</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> we now think about with so much love, was also filled with anxieties and anticipations for the future! When we were kids.. We wanted "</SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">to grow up</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">" and become like our parents. We wanted "</SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">to go to college</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">" on that fast and furious bike! We wanted "</SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">to be beautiful</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">" and the point of everyone's envy! ... We wanted "</SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt">to be on top of the world</SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"... when in reality we couldn't even reach the top of the table! </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"><SPAN style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings">J</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">But yet dreams are dreams.... beautiful wishes which carried us forward!</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"><FONT color=#990000><STRONG>We always strive for what we don't have. We work hard to get that raise so that we can go spend it somewhere else! We break our backs working extra hours for that extra money and then We break our heads thinking where our money will be safe! ... And the cycle goes on...forever! </STRONG></FONT></SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">And in this huge marathon where all of us are running to achieve new goals and new properties... we always forget what we have in hand... We don't have time to read a book to our kids. We don't have time to see how hard our wives work so that we can go to office on time! We don't have time to sit beside our husbands and say that we love them! We don't have time to go visit our mothers and fathers who are the sole reason why we are, where we are right now! </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Even this age can be as sweet as our childhood days, we just have to </SPAN><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"><FONT color=#990000>Find time for Ourselves</FONT></SPAN></I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT color=#990000>!</FONT> For a few minutes forget about your deadlines, and bills. Forget that you are in a marathon. slow down a bit and take in what is passing by.. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The smell of soil after that first rain....</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The silver lining of clouds and the miraculous game of light to form a rainbow....</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The squeaks of squirrels in it's joyful playtime.</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The cute and bubbly laughter of a little one..</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">.How long has it been since you experienced these??</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Maybe these are not "<B>necessary</B>" parts of life, but they sure are important. Try finding time for such small things too in your daily busy schedule. and see how much difference it makes when u'r life is touched by the beauty and love of the world.!</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:24:00 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/21/Love-of-the-World.html</link></item><item><title>A note of Thanks.....</title><description><![CDATA[<P>THANKS A LOT FRIENDS FOR ALL THOSE COMMENTS FOR MY PREVIOUS POST..... </P><BR><P>i am happy that all of u responded to it in such a sweet way.... thanguuuuuuuuuuuuu! :):) </P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 17:28:03 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/03/A-note-of-Thanks.html</link></item><item><title>I miss ............</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>I miss those days when the greatest tension in life was the quarterly and annual exams. </FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>I miss those days when we mutter long complaints about mum's food but still gulp it fully. </FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>I miss those days when taking a leave was to take rest , and not to receive indefinite calls and make proofs that u were "actually" sick! </FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>I miss those days when we didn't have to worry about <B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">what</B>'s happening to our career, <B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">where</B> our life's heading to , and <B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">who</B>m will we get married and where we'll settle down and <B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">how</B> to manage the budgets! </FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri><STRONG><FONT color=#cc0000>I </FONT><FONT color=#cc0000>miss those days when life was simple and sweet just because we were living . </FONT></STRONG></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 12:42:31 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/24/I-miss-.html</link></item><item><title>Merry Christmas</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Today DEc 25th 2007 , yet another Christmas Season </P><BR><P>The Season of of Cakes,Santa Claus, Christmas trees, Love and Joy and peace! </P><BR><P>Everyone's in a celebrating mood..... but has anyone thought about what we are celebrating? Often we find reasons to celebrate , to go out for dinner or to party! but do we always celebrate what we are ought to? </P><BR><P>Today at church our priest conveyed a beautiful message. He asked us "Why do all put up Stars at our homes for Christmas? " We were all silent for some time, expecting the question to pass as usual, but he wanted an answer from us, and he waited till some of us started murmuring our own point of views. There were answers like: "it's in memory of the star which shone on the day Jesus was born, the star which led the 3 wisemen to where Jesus and his family was." </P><BR><P>Our priest agreed, yes ofcourse it is in memory of that bright and beautiful Star which shone on Dec 25th many years back! But why do we put it up in OUR homes? ...his Explanantion was as follows: </P><BR><P>We believe that a bright star led the wisemen to where Jesus was born, and it stayed above the manger where Jesus lay. So we put up stars in our homes today, to symbolise that Jesus is there in our homes too.</P><BR><P>Very good and logical explanation, right? This puts us back to point No.1, that when we celebrate an event we should do it with our full heart! knowing what it is meant to be. </P><BR><P>So can we actually Celebrate Christmas? In today's world where families are torn apart with the knives of Money and Status! In this world where brother turns against brother for the sake of money. In this world where noone can be trusted ,even ur self! </P><BR><P>So then What are we Celebrating? New Years come and go, and the maximum we do is wish everyone a Prosperous New Year. When a year ends do we actually think back about how prosperous it had been? and how we can improve ourselves and thereby the world in the coming year? ?? Think about it...... about how YOU can make a difference in YOUR LIVES and in OTHER'S this New YEAR. </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1198594624">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2007 20:27:43 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/25/Merry-1.html</link></item><item><title>Where am &quot;I&quot; ???</title><description><![CDATA[<P>I have been acting pretty lost for some days now. and yesterday night was the heights! </P><BR><P>I kept laughing at small jokes, and couldn't control my outburst! I laughed myself to sleep. . . .and had a dreamless night. </P><BR><P>In the morning i woke up late, found myself completely lost, as i switched off the light instead of switching off the iron box, forgot to charge my mobile although i knew it had low battery!! ... </P><BR><P>and at office ... am having no mood to work! my mind is elsewhere! some place that i dont know about!!! </P><BR><P>where is my consciousness! Where am I ??? why am i so disturbed!!! </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P> </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1194949966">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 15:32:50 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/13/Where-am-I-.html</link></item><item><title>I am Lost......</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Sitting beside my comp.... I know that I have loads of work to be done.... but I am not moving...! </P><BR><P>I know that I am staring at the monitor, a kid staring back at me from the desktop wallpaper... but I am not lookign at her!</P><BR><P>I know that there is some thought on my mind.... but I cant figure out what it is! </P><BR><P>I know this place, these people .. but still....  I am LOST! </P><BR><P> </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1194346783">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 16:19:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/06/I-am.html</link></item><item><title>My Mate.....!</title><description><![CDATA[<P>She was sitting at the edge of the bed , when she suddenly realised that she had been silent for a while... she looked up at the person sitting across her... and found that even she was lost in her own world of thoughts.... </P><BR><BR><P>... This lady sitting across... has been in her life for almost 17 -18 yrs now.... that is abt 90% of her lifetime .... </P><BR><BR><P>.. A strange bond which even they cannot explain! Both are horizons apart in character .... but still there's no one else in this world who can be for each other like these two! </P><BR><BR><P>... They had just shared some moments laughing about the fun they had when they were together... and now both of them had quietly hidden themselves in the silent valleys of their thoughts, not knowing what they actually had to think about!! </P><BR><BR><P><EM>Future</EM> is completely uncertain for both! ... and the <EM>past</EM> now sounds like the lives of  2 completely different people! whats present is like a wave which is carrying both of them to new lives and worlds.... and they are just going along.... careful <EM>not to</EM> <EM>lose grip</EM> of the other's hand! </P><BR><BR><P>In this maddening sea, neither of them know whats in store for them when the next wave comes by.... they are just hoping that whatever be the case, they dont lose each other...! </P><BR><BR><P>Let's <EM>hope</EM> that too...... </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home3/122/f9122e128611fc1f04e8f054a5143f5e/homep/images/1192442713">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 15:25:36 +0530</pubDate><link>http://megsworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/15/My.html</link></item></channel></rss>