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Happy Diwali!!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007

She is the color of my life : My mom



She is the sparkle of my eyes : My Aunt


they both make me feel fresh all the time :) muaaah
n the song below dedicated to them :)






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BUFer - uttara @ 10/23/2007 10:17:00 AM  | 15 Voices
Wednesday, October 10, 2007







(a)Fresh as:
Frisky lambs on a hill. Don't you find it a really 'uplifting'scene, to see the young uns gambolling on hillsides?







(b)Fresh as: The reverberating sound of a baby's laughter- at such times,you can't help but smile,however off-mood you may be.(PS The baby's courtesy google)















(3) (I feel) as fresh as ever(nee,no comparison to the other 'fresh' ones, after a month of reduced working hours(2 hours less than normal).Tomorrow's the last such day,though...then,it's back to the 8 to 530 routine. But,since I feel so,err,refreshed,I'm sure it'll be aok,except,of course,for the sleepy mood at 4 PM,for 3-4 days. Nothing to feel sad about-can always read a few BUF archives at such times(surreptitiously,of course) during the 5-10 min self-imposed tea break.(Breaks are a must,incidentally- to avoid computer vision syndrome,you know....it means,you can stare at the computer,but,not at the worksheets..grin..just a law I made!)

Three cheers for some great ideas from BUFers for this word(And,a few more to come till the 12.10 d'line,I hope)

Ishi,here's looking forward to the next 'word'.

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BUFer - AmitL @ 10/10/2007 04:22:00 PM  | 8 Voices
Last night it didnt rain
there was a full moon
and no clouds to hide.

Last night it didnt pain
I knew you were there
in his arms held tight.

Last night, I yet again
thought of you, when you were
near, how everything felt right.

Last night, will but remain
the last night to miss you, and
that I'll never again kiss you
in tinted traces of twilight.

For this morning to my heart
will be a fresh new start...
just like another day.
Fresh.

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BUFer - AakASH!!! @ 10/10/2007 12:10:00 PM  | 15 Voices
Close your eyes andOpen your imagination
Listen carefully to theSound of our love
Rising high above
Watch the moon rise
Feel the good vibes
Becoming mesmerized
Drifting through the night
Holding you close and tight
The stars shine so bright
Forever we will be free
Watch the moon rise
Feel the heat inside
Let our hearts collide
As the taste of you lingers
And the sight of you makes
Me quiver
I know I have found
My destiny knowing that it is
Just you and me
Watch the moon rise
Sensing heaven in the skies
We feel so high
Watching the moon rise

Courtesy:-Jagman


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BUFer - southpaw @ 10/10/2007 10:23:00 AM  | 18 Voices

a book, my glasses and a place to lie down and read... thats all i need to freshen up...

this pic was taken when i had gone to matheran with my husband... whenever i am on the move i NEED a book... i NEVER travel without one... the best feeling of freshening up is to go to the mountains and read non stop... hold a book in my hand and walk the paths with trees surrounding me and birds chirping around... horses moving ahead and fresh breeze rustling my hair...

thats getting FRESH for me....

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BUFer - messys musings @ 10/10/2007 09:22:00 AM  | 11 Voices
Tuesday, October 9, 2007

"Fresh is a feeling
a feeling divine
a new begining
like
a new bottle but old wine :)

Fresh is a feeling
a sweet and pure fragrance
leaves me smiling
like
the aroma of our friendship
untouched by pretense..."



Ps: I got a word list from Keshi. If others have any ideas, please email. Will start a new word if the pace of the blog slows down...ok? :)

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BUFer - ishita @ 10/09/2007 10:26:00 PM  | 8 Voices
Time for festivities. Mithai. New clothes. Navratri. Puja. Dusherra. Diwali. Reasons to celebrate. Smiles. Colorful attires. Sounds of the dhaak (drums). Pushpanjali (offering of flowers to the deity). Yummy snacks at local melas (fete’s)…so much to look forward to!

And yes my favourite – Mehendi :)

Which brings me to the Word of the week – Fresh!

I love henna when it’s freshly applied. I love the fragrance. I love the cool cool feeling on my palm. Not that I need an occasion to indulge in my love for mehendi but yes, festivals and marriages without mehendi seem so incomplete to me!

Below is a pic from my trip to mussoorie with Uttsy. We sat there in that rather wet and clammy evening getting mehendi put on our hands … brrrrr… we shivered but loved the whole fun of watching the lovely designs and the attention we drew from the passers by :)


Pretty ain’t it?

Ps: Festival preparations, travel preparations (going to my parents next month) and a painful nose piercing :’( experience have me all tied up. Please excuse my infrequent visits and late responses. Right now I’m way too feverish to hang around online for too long *sigh*











****A pic post the nose piercing and pre the painful aftermath which explains my smile! Right now smiling hurts even more *sigh*

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BUFer - ishita @ 10/09/2007 09:31:00 AM  | 28 Voices
Monday, October 8, 2007
Change is inevitable. We need change to move on, turn a new leaf, use that second chance. I believe BUF has been given a chance to start afresh and so we begin all over again....

Fresh ideas, Fresh sights, Fresh sounds - everything new!

Fresh to me is the smell of brewed coffee in the morning. It is the sound of the magpie whose warbling wakes me up in the morning. It is the sight of the roses in my garden starting to bloom again. It is the sunshine after the rain. It is the cool breeze that wafts over a lake and it is the drop of water that slides down the glass of chilled lemonade.

Fresh is the new fashion season - new colours, looks and clothes. It is going back to a favourite spot and seeing it again after years, with new eyes. It is the rhythm of a new song that enraptures my senses and keeps me grooving throughout the night.

Fresh is the knowledge that I can pick up after making a mistake and start out again once more. It is the reassuring smile of a friend who has given you the chance to make things right again. Or the embrace of your lover after parting ways in anger.

A poem by one of my favourite poets, Rumi says it all.

The garden of
Love
is green without
limit
and yields many
fruits
other than sorrow
and joy.
Love is beyond either
condition:
without spring,
without autumn,
it is always fresh.

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BUFer - Silvara @ 10/08/2007 11:07:00 AM  | 9 Voices
As a perfume doth remain
In the folds where it hath lain,
So the thought of you, remaining
Deeply folded in my brain,
Will not leave me:
all things leave me:
You remain.
Other thoughts may come and go,
Other moments I may know
That shall waft me, in their going,
As a breath blown to and fro,
Fragrant memories:
fragrant memories Come and go.
Only thoughts of
you remain
In my heart where they have lain,
Perfumed thoughts of you, remaining,
A hid sweetness, in my brain.
Others leave me:
all things leave me:
You remain.

Courtesy:-Arthur Symons.

Well this was something closer to the thoughts triggered by the current topic, the closest is on at UNPLUGGED...:P
I HATE THE RULES HERE ISHHHIIIYYYYY...:D

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BUFer - southpaw @ 10/08/2007 09:35:00 AM  | 17 Voices
FRESH! Doesn’t the word make you think wide, clear and first thing crossed my mind was greenery, pastures, (hawaein, waadiyaan, mausam) etc etc…

Second thing crossed my mind immediately after mausam (weather) was my love I had and her reminiscences still so fresh in my mind when “I have to think about her”. Just so fresh is her existence still in my life. All I got to do is sit by the bay at Darling Harbour or Mcmahon Point and close my eyes.

And all thoughts of her just run so fresh again. Years and years she walked out of life but still the Fresh winds remind me of her flying Dupatta (I duno wat dupatta is called in English yaar).

* The Fresh cold breeze flowing through her hair.
* The moonlight so Fresh makes her skin glow so well
* The sunlight so Fresh waking her up every morning.
** My Vibes so strong and still so fresh for her, would they be making her remind of me…

The streets we walked through and the restaurants we just sat having 1 cup of coffee and that aroma of coffee still so fresh in me.
The petals of roses, which she kept when she was made the rose queen, they might not be fresh with her but would they be reminding of her of me…

The walk in the rain, and me going insane – watchin her wet, still so fresh is the smell of the wet mud in me…

The last thing which gets all the thoughts running riot in me… is the last hug we had in the car… and the smell of her still so Fresh in me…

Does she feel the same, I don’t sometime care but yeh it does make me Fresh!! ;)

Haya rabba, yeh maine kya likh liya… (O GOD! What did I just write here)

Abey koi bhi kuch bhi mat puchna
(Oi, no one will ask nothing.) It just came out FRESH …

LOL ;)
Could have written so much more about the feeling... but hey .... FIR KABHI!! (sometime next)

gotto rush now... my boss is fresh and ready to fire me ;) LOL LOL

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BUFer - Darsh @ 10/08/2007 08:49:00 AM  | 38 Voices
Ok guys, I have switched loyalties. Vidya Balan is a thing of the past. I have a new crush. Fresh, genuine (or so it seems), and un'girly' (or so I guess)!!!

Her name is withheld for security reasons :D I am a romantic again! Freshly romantic!
;)

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BUFer - jitendra @ 10/08/2007 08:40:00 AM  | 19 Voices





Something fresh this time from me...a pics-only post to convey my thoughts :). And one pic here was taken by me...which one is it, can you guess? Have a good one guys and keep your thoughts Fresh all the time...

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BUFer - Keshi @ 10/08/2007 05:50:00 AM  | 34 Voices
Sunday, October 7, 2007

The word 'fresh' reminds me of so many emotions.


  • Sinking my teeth into a fresh subway sandwich tasting the lettuce, pickle, the sauce and the chicken being complimented by the mustard (yes I began with hunger because I love to eat)

  • Fresh hot tears on my face while watching a sad movie

  • The fresh smile my friends give me early in the morning when they see me

  • The fresh feeling I get after I've just had my shower laced with the fresh fruity smell of my soap

  • Starting fresh with a friend you've had a fall out with.

  • Having a fresh mind and accepting everything that comes by way with a sprinkle of positivity

  • Fresh opinions, ideas and friends that I've found here.Keep it fresh guys.Lets always keep BUF fresh!
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    BUFer - Michelle @ 10/07/2007 08:06:00 PM  | 11 Voices
     
    BUFer - tulipspeaks @ 10/07/2007 02:28:00 PM  | 11 Voices
    Saturday, October 6, 2007

    Hi, all. I was going to begin this post, feeling fresh as a daisy, in the early morning, but thought better of it, firstly, because it’s a holiday today, and my mood is as fresh as can be. So, here I am, in the late evening, penning my, err, fresh thoughts:(Pic clarification: I did not bake that fresh-baked smile(y)).

    The word ‘fresh’ conjured up the following memories: (I tried to link up each one. Was I successful?You tell me, please!)

    - We go , pick up a load of bread at a bakery, and ask ‘Is it fresh?’

    Now, why do we ask this? Do we expect him to say ‘No, it’s not- it’s stale, but take it all the same.’
    Now, why don’t we think of some fresh questions to ask instead of the above one?
    Questions brings to mind:

    -Those smart alec questions from a guy who thinks they’re farm fresh, but, which bring a fresh slap to his face.

    - Face reminds me of nose, and nose reminds me of smell, nee, aroma- I remember another form of ‘fresh’- the aroma of freshly baked biscuits, near the bridge in Vile Parle(I forget- is it the Parle factory?), which makes me want to ask the rickshaw guy to take me straight inside the factory to imbibe the aroma.(I wonder why no perfume makers think of marketing this as a fresh scent?). Rickshaw reminds me of travel, and, travel reminds me of showers.

    - So, there’s the re-fresh-ing shower I take, after returning from work, which helps to wipe out the day’s work related stress and relax the mind…the cool water droplets trickling down the face, the back,(Nee, no further descriptions.LOL) are enough to make me emerge from the shower, feeling in tiptop shape to go out for my evening walk, now extended to 45 mins minimum, since the weather’s improved.(touchwood). Travelling (From work) reminds me of holidays, and holidays reminds me:

    -Fresh is how I feel when I return to work from a short/long holiday to India and especially to Baroda. I occasionally used to use the ‘fresh ones’ tissues, on sultry days. (Are they still available?). Baroda reminds me of MS University, University reminds me of :
    -Ragging of fresh’ men in colleges- deplorable, but, also reminiscent of the most humorous of scenes was from ‘Munnabhai’, where Sanjay Dutt ends up giving the ‘fresh’ers a delightful time by making the seniors do the ‘chaddi dance’ after demonstrating his muscle-power. Munnabhai reminds me of the movie when it was shown on our TV channels, and TV channels remind me of:

    -Fresh news, in the form of ‘breaking news’(I never understand- why is it ‘breaking’, instead of ‘red hot news’ or something? ) – news which ranges from a lady committing suicide in some obscure town of India to electricity getting switched off in some area of another town, to some old man murdering his uncle’s son’s daughter’s brother-in-law or something, to donkeys falling into a well. I guess they have to give some sensations in that ‘news bar’, so, they do, huh? News reminds me of crime, and crime reminds me of identification of criminals by :

    -Their fresh footprints in the snow which help identify a murderer in crime serials, and, there’s fresh blood on the body of the murdered in Perry Mason novels.(My favourites).
    Perry Mason novels remind me of how much I enjoy reading, particularly with :

    -A glass of fresh fruit juice or fresh lime juice to refresh me while I’m reading, rather than having a cola which is acidic enough to clean the bathroom tiles. That reminds me, when I don’t have a glass of juice handy, I use:
    -‘freshman’s chewing gum’ sometimes to help me concentrate. Gum reminds me of googlegum(Now, I just made that one up), so, I went to google, and found:
    -Some examples of ‘fresh’ on the net: ( Google threw up 231,000 results, btw)

    1.Fresh.com is a modern beauty care company

    2.Fresh 102.7 FM, a radio station in NY.
    3.Fresh FM: 92.7: Dedicated dance station based at Adelaide, Australia
    4.FRESH: Foundation for Real Estate Students from Holland.
    5.Fresh baked fractions: A game on : http://www.funbrain.com/fract/index.html

    Brains reminds me of BUF, and, BUF reminds me of:
    The best example of ‘fresh’- the fresh posts from BUFers, which make my day so regularly by their innovativeness, and the fact that each person has a unique, err, ‘fresh’ style of writing? (Thank you, all!). Of course, let me add, many posts on the individual blogs that I read are equally ‘fresh’ and often leave me feeling great to be alive(fresh? Hehe).That reminds me to wish you all:
    Cheers. Have a nice, fresh weekend and a nice, fresh new week on Monday, when you read this post.

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    BUFer - AmitL @ 10/06/2007 11:21:00 PM  | 14 Voices
    Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly.” - by Seneca


    (Sorry couldn't use my imagination with this one, could only recall this phrase. It rightly summarises what I would have written about anyway!)

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    BUFer - Łóòň Ġãĺ @ 10/06/2007 09:42:00 PM  | 6 Voices
    now fresh..

    it brings to my mind fresh kapi..
    fresh flowers...
    fresh start...
    fresh after a rain or shower..

    fresh in the morning...
    fresh after a cat nap in the afternoon...
    fresh after sleeping in the class....
    fresh after doing something good...
    fresh after playing my violin...
    fresh after writing poetry...
    fresh after playing football....
    fresh after talking to friends...
    fresh after having a drink..
    fresh after a swim...
    fresh with fresh ideas..


    It seems this fresh topic fresh is fresh enough to freshen me up!lol:)

    and here is something super fresh for all of you :)



    lol hope you like it :)

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    BUFer - vishesh @ 10/06/2007 01:28:00 PM  | 7 Voices