<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of kavita</title><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of kavita</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>THE WAY THE COOKIE CRUMBLES</title><description><![CDATA[<BR>THE WAY THE COOKIE CRUMBLES<br>okk..guess i"m blogging wit alarming regularity<br>must b to do with d fact tht my bday is next week...9th of july n me being a true blue cancerian im getting intensely crabby<br>or just mebbe..it has to do with d fact tht im throwing a party for a bunch of frnds on wednesday n wednesday is a skool day..<br>okkkk, so whts d hitch??<br>d hubbz FORGOT its this wednesday n he s travelling tuesday n wednesday n he wont b in town<br>big deal or no big deal 0-especially since we all know airline tickets cost a bomb ;far more than wht a party cost n  cancellations wud only mean a waste of a lot of money   n we r all grown up..absence shud hardly b a cause for concern...and its not like im gonna miss him at all!!<br>surprisingly my only concern is how ill i b at my party n still go fetch my kid frm skool to get her in time for her ballet classes...<br>life is a bitch!!<br><br>it sure is gonna b one helluva bday !!!yayayayay<br><br><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 21:05:57 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/07/05/THE-WAY-THE-COOKIE-CRUMBLES-1.html</link></item><item><title>MY STINGY PENNYPINCHING HUSBAND</title><description><![CDATA[MY STINGY PENNY PINCHING HUSBAND<br>ive got a husband<br>he s as stingy as can b<br>he thinks abut his own happiness <br>and spends all an himself barring me<br><br>he wants new clothes from fancy stores<br>he bugs me all night wit his snores<br>i hafta harp many times four<br>cud i plz have a cheap lil dress thts it-not more!@!<br><br>if i want a driver coz im driving all d time<br>he says cabs will b better<br>letz not discuss it further n waste r time<br><br>the miser,the loser,the worm<br>wants a cell phone brand new<br>n when i want 1 too <br>he says  use mine babes...<br>its working fine.. atleast most of d time!!<br><br>im stuck to him n his ways(unfortunately)<br>n  generous husbands r far n few<br>i need a replacement fast<br>n now just abut anybody will  do!!!<br><br><br>ps:a true life incident n any resemblance to any person living or dead or otherwise is purely intentional !!<br><br><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 09:42:18 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/07/01/MY-STINGY-PENNYPINCHING-HUSBAND-1.html</link></item><item><title>HUBBY AND ME</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><br><p class="MsoNormal">WHAT IS IT WITH MEN??</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">WHAT IS IT WITH MEN WHO ARE<span style=""> <br></span>HUSBANDS??</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">WHAT IS IT WITH HUSBANDS WHO ARE<span style="">  </span>DADS???</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">THEY SUCK IN EACH AND EVERY CATEGORY ALL THE TIME</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">THE ONLY THING MY HUSBAND WANTS TO DO IS SIT IN FRONT OF THE<br>TELEVISION MUNCHING NUTS.DOESN'T LIFT HIS FINGER OR HIS BUM..GOD KNOWS HE NEEDS<br>TO DO MUCH<span style="">  </span>MUCH MORE IF HE WANTS TO GET<br>RID OF HIS POOCHY PAUNCH N HIS PERPETUAL STATE OF EXHAUSTION!!</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">NO WALKS,NO WEIGHTS, NOT EVEN THE STAIRS..NO SIR, NOT FOR<br>HIM!</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;="">FATHERHOOD IS ANOTHER RESPONSIBILITY ,ANOTHER<br>NOOSE AROUND HIS NECK AND WONT HE DO<span style=""> <br></span>JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING TO WRIGGLE OUT OF IT!!</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;="">WHY CANT</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;=""> WE JUST<span style=""> <br></span>DO THE RIGHT THING AT THE RIGHT TIME INSTEAD OF WISHING IT</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;=""> AWAY OR TAKING A CHALTA HAI STAND?</span><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">AM I TOO MUCH OF A CONTROL FREAK?</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">TOO MUCH OF A DISCIPLINARIAN??</p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal">TOO MUCH OF A NAG???</p><br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;="">WHADDAYASAY?</span><br><br><br><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 21:49:42 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/02/26/HUBBY-AND-ME.html</link></item><item><title>HILARIOUS SIGNS</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></font><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></font><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="font-size: 10pt; 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font-family: Tahoma;"></span></font></p> <BR><BR><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br></span></font></div><br><br><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 09:20:01 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/14/HILARIOUS-SIGNS.html</link></item><item><title>ENGLISH IS A CRAZY LANGUAGE</title><description><![CDATA[<p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">ENGLISH IS A CRAZY LANGUAGE</font></p><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2"><br></font></p><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Let's<BR>face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor<BR>ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins<BR>weren't invented in England or French fries in <span class="EC_EC_yshortcuts" id="EC_EC_lw_1197023522_18" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);">France</span>.<BR>Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.<BR>We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes, we find<BR>that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea<BR>pig is neither from <span class="EC_EC_yshortcuts" id="EC_EC_lw_1197023522_19" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);">Guinea</span> nor is it a pig.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">And<BR>why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't<BR>groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't<BR>the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, two geese. So one moose, two<BR>meese? One index, two indices? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make<BR>amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get<BR>rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">If<BR>teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats<BR>vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the<BR>English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally<BR>insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a<BR>recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and<BR>feet that smell?</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">How<BR>can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a<BR>wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a<BR>language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you<BR>fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by<BR>going on.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">English<BR>was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity<BR>of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why,<BR>when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out,<BR>they are invisible.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">P.S. - Why doesn't "<span class="EC_EC_yshortcuts" id="EC_EC_lw_1197023522_20" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);">Buick</span>" rhyme with "quick"?</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">You lovers of the English language might enjoy this.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">There is a two-letter word that perhaps has more meanings than any other two-letter word, and that is "UP."</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">It's<BR>easy to understand UP , meaning toward the sky or at the top of the<BR>list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP? At a<BR>meeting, why does a topic come UP? Why do we speak UP and why are the<BR>officers UP for election and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP<BR>a report?</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">We<BR>call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the<BR>silver; warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen. We lock UP the<BR>house and some guys fix UP the old car. At other times the little word<BR>has real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets,<BR>work UP an appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is one thing<BR>but to be dressed UP is special.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">And<BR>this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped<BR>UP . We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">We<BR>seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP! To be knowledgeable about the<BR>proper uses of UP ; look the word UP in the dictionary. In a desk-sized<BR>dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the page and can add UP to<BR>about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you might try building<BR>UP a list of the many ways UP is used. It will take UP a lot of your<BR>time, but if you don't give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred or more.<BR>When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP . When the sun<BR>comes out we say it is clearing UP.</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">When it rains, it wets the earth and often messes things UP.<br>When it doesn't rain for awhile, things dry UP .</font></p><BR><p align="left"><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">We could go on, but I'll wrap it UP, for now my time is UP, so... Time to shut UP!</font></p><BR><p align="left"> </p><BR><BR>COURTESY:A FWD<br>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 09:10:28 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/14/ENGLISH-IS-A-CRAZY-LANGUAGE.html</link></item><item><title>A WOMAN'S DAY</title><description><![CDATA[<div class="dReadMsgBody"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td class="dMessageBodyLeftPlaceHolder">                    <div class="dMessageBodyLeftPlaceHolder">                                            </div>                </td><td id="tdMessageBody"><table width="100%"><tbody><tr><td class="ExternalClass"><blockquote><div><div><br><br><table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/fpt/awl1103.gif"> </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><br><br><br><table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""><tbody><tr><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/images/woman11.gif"> </td><td align="center"><font color="#000000" face="comic sans ms" size="3">Every minute, to and fro,<br>That"s the way my hours go,<br>Bring me this, take me that,<br>Feed the dog, put out the cat,<br>Standing up I eat my toast, <br>Drink my coffee, thaw the roast,<br>Empty garbage, make the bed,<br>Rush to church, wash my head,<br>Sweep the kitchen, wax the floor,<br>Scrub the woodwork, clean the door,<br>Scour the bathtub. then myself,<br>Vacuum carpets, straighten shelves, <br>Eat a sandwich on the run,<br>Now my afternoon"s begun.<br></font></td><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/images/woman04.gif"> </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""><tbody><tr><td>  </td></tr><tr><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/images/carpool.gif"> </td><td align="center"><font color="#000000" face="comic sans ms" size="3">To the soccer game I go,<br>When will I find time to sew?<br>Meet the teacher, stop a fight,<br>See the dentist, change a light,<br>Help with homework, do the wash, <br>Iron the clothes, put on the squash,<br>Shop for groceries, cash a check,<br>Fight the crowds, now I"m a wreck!<br></font></td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""><tbody><tr><td>  </td></tr><tr><td align="center"><font color="#000000" face="comic sans ms" size="3">Dinner time it soon will be,<br>"What"s for dinner?" Wait and see!<br>Dirty dishes fill the sink,<br>Make some popcorn and a drink,<br>Will they never go to bed,<br>Will I never get ahead?<br>Bring them water, get the light,<br>Turn off the TV, lock up the bike,<br>Where"s my pillow, say your prayers,<br>Did you lock the door downstairs?<br></font></td><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/images/mother_daughter.gif"> </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><table align="center" border="0" cellspacing="1" width=""><tbody><tr><td>  </td></tr><tr><td align="center"><font color="#000000" face="comic sans ms" size="3">At last in bed, my spouse and I,<br>Too tired to talk, too weak to cry,<br>And in the dark I hear him say...<br></font></td></tr><tr><td>  </td></tr><tr><td align="center"><img src="http://www.emusing.com/imgs/page_imgs/jsa/stars01.gif"> </td></tr><tr><td align="center"><font color="#000000" face="comic sans ms" size="3">"WHAT DO WOMEN DO ALL DAY?!?"<br></font></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br><div> </div></div></blockquote></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br><br><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 20:58:56 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/02/A-WOMAN-S.html</link></item><item><title>BENEFITS OF BEING A WOMAN</title><description><![CDATA[<b><a name="Benefits of being a woman"><font face="Verdana" size="2">BENEFITS OF BEING A WOMAN</font></a></b><BR>        <ul><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We got off the Titanic first.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can scare male bosses with mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can cry and get off speeding fines.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We've never lusted after a cartoon character or the central figure in a computer game.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">Taxis stop for us.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">Free drinks, free dinners, free movies (you get the point).</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We don't have to fart to amuse ourselves.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">If we forget to shave, no one has to know.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her butt.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">If we're dumb, some people will find it cute.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We have the ability to dress ourselves.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">If we marry someone 20 years younger, we're aware that we look like an idiot.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We'll never regret piercing our ears.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.</font></li><li><font face="Verdana" size="2">We'll never discover we've been duped by a Wonder bra.</font></li></ul><BR>        <BR>      <BR>      <BR>        <BR>        <BR><BR><br><br>      COURTESY:A FOWARD<br>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 12:44:03 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/04/BENEFITS-OF-BEING-A.html</link></item><item><title>SOMETIMES WHEN WE TOUCH</title><description><![CDATA[SOMETIMES WHEN WE TOUCH<br><BR>Rod Stewart<br><BR><br><BR>You ask me if I love you<br><BR>And I choke on my reply<br><BR>Id rather hurt you honestly<br><BR>Than mislead you with a lie<br><BR>And who am I to judge you<br><BR>In what you say or do<br><BR>Im only just beginning<br><BR>To see the real you<br><BR><br><BR>And sometimes when we touch<br><BR>The honestys too much<br><BR>And I have to close my eyes and hide<br><BR>I want to hold you till I die<br><BR>Till we both break down and cry<br><BR>I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides<br><BR><br><BR>Romance and all its strategy<br><BR>Leaves me battling with my pride<br><BR>But through all the insecurity<br><BR>Some tenderness survives<br><BR>Im just another writer<br><BR>Still trapped within my truth<br><BR>A hesitant prize fighter<br><BR>Still trapped within my youth<br><BR><br><BR>And sometimes when we touch<br><BR>The honestys too much<br><BR>And I have to close my eyes and hide<br><BR>I want to hold you till I die<br><BR>Till we both break down and cry<br><BR>I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides<br><BR><br><BR>At times Id like to break you<br><BR>And drive you to your knees<br><BR>At times Id like to break through<br><BR>And hold you endlessly<br><BR>At times I understand you<br><BR>And I know how hard you try<br><BR>I watched while love commands you<br><BR>And Ive watched love pass you by<br><BR>At times I think were drifters<br><BR>Still searching for a friend<br><BR>A brother or a sister<br><BR>But then the passion flares again<br><BR><br><BR>And sometimes when we touch<br><BR>The honestys too much<br><BR>And I have to close my eyes and hide<br><BR>I want to hold ya till I die<br><BR>Till we both break down and cry<br><BR>I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides<br><BR>Subsides<br><BR><br><BR>DEDICATED TO MY HUBBZZ!!!<br><BR><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 21:40:58 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/22/SOMETIMES-WHEN-WE.html</link></item><item><title>HAPPILY MARRIED?</title><description><![CDATA[HAPPILY MARRIED???!!???<br><BR><br><BR>7 YEARS OF MARRIAGE N STILL HAVEN'T GOT DA HUBBZ FIGURED OUT!!!<br><BR>WE GOT MARRIED EARLY..NOW I'VE BEGUN TO WONDER WAS IT EVER LOVE????<br><BR>WEREN'T WE SUPPOSED TO GROW UP TOGETHER WITH EACH OTHER????<br><BR>LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GROWN APART WITH  NO COMMON TASTE,NO COMMON INTEREST,NO COMMON HOBBIES, NO COMMON FRIENDS........<br><BR>WE DON'T READ DA SAME BOOKS,DON'T ENJOY THE SAME MOVIES,DON'T ENJOY THE<BR>SAME FOOD,DON'T HAVE THE SAME APPROACH TO PARENTING,DON'T HAVE THE SAME<BR>APPROACH TO LIFE........<br><BR><br><BR>I WANT MORE, MUCH MORE FROM LIFE; MORE FROM RELATIONSHIPS WHEREAS THE<BR>HUBBZ IS  HAPPY WITH WHAT HE HAS  GOT.. HE LOVES HIS<BR>PARENTS,LOVES HIS GOD,LOVES HIS WORK,LOVES HIS KID N LOVES ME TOO( IN A<BR>DOWNRITE BORING WAY) .......BUT WHAT HE LOVES DOING THE BEST IS<BR>"NOTHING".............<br><BR>I'VE RESIGNED MYSELF TO THIS RELATIONSHIP,I'VE GIVEN UP TRYING TO INFUSE SOME ENTHUSIASM,SOME FUN ,SOME LAUGHTER......<br><BR><br><BR>WE DO NOTHING TO MAKE IT RIGHT OR MAKE IT UPTO EACH OTHER<br><BR>AND NOW DA INLAWS ARE ANOTHER ADDED COMPLICATION...<br><BR>ITS STRANGE HOW EVERYONE AROUND US PERCEIVES US TO BE HAPPILY MARRIED!!!<br><BR><br><BR>STRANGE BUT TRUE<br><BR>TAKE CARE<br><BR><br><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2007 10:19:06 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/17/HAPPILY.html</link></item><item><title>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME</title><description><![CDATA[HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!<BR><BR>YEA I'M 30 TODAY..30 GOIN ON 20<BR>AND I'VE GIFTED MESELF A RETURN TICKET TO MOMMIES N BACK;<BR>TAKEN TIME OFF FROM  BEING A WIFE,A MOM- THE KID HANDED TO HER NANI N NANA WIT INSTRUCTIONS HANDLE WIT CARE!!<BR>I AM GONNA READ,GONNA SWING UP HIGH N GONNA SHOP ..NO SCHOOL, NO CLASSES,NO HUBBZ, NO COOKING ,NO INLAWS......<BR>TURNING 30 HAS ITS OWN ADVANTAGES AFTER ALL!!@!!<BR><BR>HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME<BR>JUST DON'T WANNA GET PAST THE I,ME,MYSELF...........<BR><BR><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 10:13:09 +0530</pubDate><link>http://disenchantedanseuse.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/09/HAPPY-BIRTHDAY-TO.html</link></item></channel></rss>