<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913103331345732888</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2024 15:33:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Soreness</category><category>Tec</category><category>love</category><title>Rawanas Anawit</title><description></description><link>http://sanawartiwana.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913103331345732888.post-2042369724121393302</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 08:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T13:56:05.618+05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Soreness</category><title>Taare Zameen Par</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Taare Zameen Par, the much awaited film of the year, has been released. And the reviews are about average! Though the first half keeps you on the edge, the film starts to lose steam somewhere around the middle. The entire movie revolves around the life of a child, Ishaan (Darsheel Safary), who is shown to be suffering from dyslexia. Through Taare Zameen Par, Aamir Khan tries to make us see the world, as it looks from the eyes of a child, who is a bit different from the other kids of his age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;The entry of Ram Shankar Nikumbh (Aamir Khan) is just before the interval. However, the drama that surrounds the entry clashes with the theme of the movie, which had a much more realistic look till then. Though Aamir Khan has tried to move away from the masala entertainment that has become a symbol of Bollywood, he hasn’t been able to do away with it completely. The whole concept of Taare Zameen Par is quite good, but the Indian audience has to make an effort to completely understand what it is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;The ending of the movie doesn’t take you by surprise. Infact, it becomes quite predictable in the second half itself. Nonetheless, one has to appreciate the efforts Aamir Khan has put in for making a film that goes totally against the current tide of comedies and thrillers, gripping the Indian audience. On top of that, he is not playing the central character. This is what is more interesting about the film. Unlike majority of the films of this genre, Taare Zameen Partotallyfocuses on the child, it is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;As far as performances are concerned, Darsheel Safary definitely deserves applauds. He does complete justice to his character of a dyslexic child and gives us no reason to complain. He manages to convince the audience completely and is like the show stealer. Aamir Khan does not have a dominant role in the film and limits himself to few shots only. And, as usual, he manages to sweep the audience off their feet. Infact, none of the actors in the film look out of place and all of them completely merge with their characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Taare Zameen Par has failed to completely explore the beauty of a teacher-student relationship. Both the artists share a very good chemistry and do make an impact on the audience through their onscreen relationship, but the problem is that they have very few scenes together. The animation put in the movie, on various occasions, boast of being some of the best to be seen in Bollywood movies, in the recent times. In short, Taare Zameen Par is a good effort to explore the sensitive issues. If you want to see good performances and are bored of the mushy scenes and exaggerated melodrama, this movie is just for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sanawartiwana.blogspot.com/2009/05/taare-zameen-par_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913103331345732888.post-2471358597081655460</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 08:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T13:55:36.653+05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Soreness</category><title>Twenty Years</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4mPdn6YFtYZ2z4oxvqDzbf3_KIlXRej7TCBqco3vK_OcIQ2oVTE578u95Meq8bDdJA3ep6pXCwWKX7x-jmaYU0bs8lM4w0VzR-z1RFO3ATktvdKJgEOWkEYXqkd13R275Q8hMJ11RzkA/s1600-h/Twenty+y.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351554425203327666&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4mPdn6YFtYZ2z4oxvqDzbf3_KIlXRej7TCBqco3vK_OcIQ2oVTE578u95Meq8bDdJA3ep6pXCwWKX7x-jmaYU0bs8lM4w0VzR-z1RFO3ATktvdKJgEOWkEYXqkd13R275Q8hMJ11RzkA/s320/Twenty+y.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; height: 214px; width: 320px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Last 20 years made something else out of him,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the 20 years old boy turned into a 40 years old man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Do you remember that day when I saw you by chance in …..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- It wasn&#39;t by chance, it was planned, it was my third time to come all this way trying to find you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;And he started telling her all what he has been hiding for a year and a half, he took her through all the days, hour by hour and minute by minute, he couldn&#39;t help it. Like a waterfall that cannot stop he went on telling her everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;She was silent, shocked and when he urged her to speak, all she said was:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt; - But Rawanas, I do not deserve all this&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- Why do you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- I mean… I&#39;m… I&#39;m not that good of a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- Who said that I did all this because you are good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- So how do you call this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;- This can&#39;t be possible… for me you are nothing but a friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;With that simple word she brought him down to earth in an unexpected collapse. He felt as if a cold steel hand was squeezing his heart, he couldn&#39;t think or speak. He felt as if he had just heard his sentence of death.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;She left announcing that this would be the last time they should meet, and he was left with an agony of pain to overcome, a broken heart to heal, a void where her love was, a longing to manage and a dark tomorrow where she will not be there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;He left, walking alone in the silent night, a totally different person than the one who was almost flying on his way to meet her few hours earlier. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;He lost his faith in love and learned from his mistakes, he knew what he wants out of his life and decided that the journey should leave an effect, he traveled a lot and saw the beauties of the world, he found the place where he dreams to live, he learned composing music and developed new passions for things he didn&#39;t imagine would like, he made a lot of decisions and he never regretted any of them&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;Twenty years have shown him a lot, in himself, in people and in life. Twenty years have taught him that he is capable of doing great achievements on many fronts, that God as much as he gives does not give everything to his people, something has to be missing, for him he knew what was missing and he learned to live with it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;He grew up, he changed a lot, but whenever he looks at himself he sees the small old shy him who enjoys his own company rather than the company of others, who prefers to write than to speak, who would rather be alone than being with someone who does not like and who cannot live without art and beauty. The same him that loves flowers, winter, fine paintings, classical music and sad movies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;The self discovery trip that he started Twenty years ago is still going on, for he decided that it will end only with his ……&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://sanawartiwana.blogspot.com/2009/06/twenty-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4mPdn6YFtYZ2z4oxvqDzbf3_KIlXRej7TCBqco3vK_OcIQ2oVTE578u95Meq8bDdJA3ep6pXCwWKX7x-jmaYU0bs8lM4w0VzR-z1RFO3ATktvdKJgEOWkEYXqkd13R275Q8hMJ11RzkA/s72-c/Twenty+y.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913103331345732888.post-1137976709170619471</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 08:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T13:55:11.624+05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tec</category><title>Moss Carpet Grows in the Heart of Your Home</title><description>Terramac is an eco-friendly 3D knitted and spun fabric which serves as a receptacle for the planter’s roots, protects the seeds, and holds the moss together. Made from plant-derived polylactic acid fiber, “this material is decomposed (biodegraded) by microorganisms in compost or in soil after 10 years. Eventually only carbon dioxide and water remain”. As the planter biodegrades, CO2 is captured by the plants through the process of photosynthesis. The name Terramac® means “sons of the mother earth”.  The real beauty of this technology lies in the pairing of a plant-derived plastic with a plant (here the moss) to create an improved sustainable environment. Generally found growing on the sloping sides of embankments, moss can now be integrated within the heart of our homes and cities. We love when industry meets design to offer practical solutions that embellish our lives in a more sustainable way!&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;TERRA&quot; meaning &quot;earth&quot; or &quot;mother                    earth&quot; and &quot;MAC&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
meaning &quot;Son&quot; in Latin. The name, TERRAMAC,&lt;br /&gt;
expresses &quot;children (sons) of the mother earth&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and carries an image of the &quot;products friendly to the&lt;br /&gt;
earth and loved by all animate being&quot;.</description><link>http://sanawartiwana.blogspot.com/2009/06/terramac.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913103331345732888.post-4662531405390358460</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 08:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T13:54:09.436+05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Is Love Painful?</title><description>Who hasn&#39;t experienced the pain of love? Or is it the pain of rejection?         The pain of self doubt? The pain of fear? It&#39;s important to distinguish         between love and totally separate feelings.&lt;br /&gt;
When it comes to pain surrounding love, we&#39;re more likely referring         to the “add-ons” of love. The love baggage, we might call it.         For some reason, many people assume negative emotions are a part or element         of love. But experientially we know this isn&#39;t true.&lt;br /&gt;
Love is not painful, it feels incredible. The pain and hurt we         feel doesn’t         come from love, it comes from our doubts, fears, anxiety, perceived         rejections, broken trusts, anger, jealousy, envy, etc. So why do         we as a culture         lump all those other feelings in with love? &lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps its because we feel these uncomfortable emotions most often         in association with our love relationships. Our primary relationships         are important to us, so we assume these doubts and fears are all part         of the loving experience. But is this really true?&lt;br /&gt;
When we are fearful, angry, anxious, unhappy, or jealous, are we truly         experiencing a state of love? They sure feel different, don&#39;t they?         Love feels warm, open, joyous and filled with a deep sense of appreciation.         Pain steps into a love relationship when you switch it from a &quot;wanted         relationship,&quot; into a &quot;needed relationship.&quot; You don&#39;t         NEED any one relationship. Want? Yes. Need? No.&lt;br /&gt;
If you go into a relationship not feeling terribly good about yourself,         you&#39;re more likely to become dependent on your partner to help you feel         good about yourself.  If we felt empty before they appeared in our         lives, we fear the emptiness returning if they leave, so their staying         with us becomes paramount. That dependency can create all kinds of fear         and unhappiness when there&#39;s a perceived threat to you staying together.&lt;br /&gt;
If we aren’t giving ourselves the acceptance we         crave, we look to those around us to provide it for us. Again,    none of this has a thing to do with the love you feel, but everything    to do with the         fear you feel.       If you really want to remove the love baggage of fear and unhappiness,         the first step is to improve your self         awareness and self acceptance.</description><link>http://sanawartiwana.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-love-painful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>