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		<title>Blog, Bachchan, and Bachhe</title>
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<b>Any blogger must be craving for a lot of readership. As I keep on writing on varying subjects of my interests, I don't expect many. And again many a times, my viewpoints are pretty harsh and caustic that many may not like. However, I always expect that those who like my views will try to pass on to their friends and then the cycle repeats. Thereby, a group of people of similar views may get established and grow.
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Stories that are personal certainly will have only few to read. But I expect my dear ones to at least look into my blog to keep on updating about my mental direction or also to get some glimpses from my life.

As it appears there is at least one person who goes through my blog religiously. She is Shannon, my youngest daughter-in-law. I know it must be pretty difficult for her these days to find time, but perhaps that is her uniqueness. I get a heavenly pleasure when she asks or gets asked a question from inside the body of the entries. 

I got a little sentimental when I went through in media about the concern of Abhishek Bachchan about his father's blog.

What really gets him hassled is his father not writing his blog regularly. One Mandvi Sharma of Times News Network reported this story:

<blockquote>There is something that gets AB's baby (Abhishek) upset - "when dad doesn't write his blog," Abhishek exclaims. "I want to wake up in the morning and log on to the blog. Just his talent for writing makes the blog an everyday part of my life. He is my father, so I know these things about him, but I love the way he writes. Even as a kid, he would teach me how to write essays and letters. For fans to get to know the workings of his mind, and that it's been put across in writing, is wonderful."

</blockquote>Shannon gets worried when she doesn't find my entry, as I keep on writing something almost every day. Once she asked Anand to find out if it was all well with me here in India when she didn't find my entries for few days. Anand replied, "Dad and mom must have quarreled so is the miss."  Shannon said, "No, when papa and mummy fights, papa puts in more entries." Perhaps she had understood my mind better. When they narrated the story, both of us, myself and Yamuna laughed and got touched. 

With so many whom you knew or know, hardly few try to understand you rightly. It's difficult world and more difficult is the relationships. Words don't express what one wishes to convey. 

<b>I am not a busy man. Big B is. Big B must have hundred and one reasons for not keeping the discipline of putting an entry in regularly. But I have none.</b>   
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<b>Any blogger must be craving for a lot of readership. As I keep on writing on varying subjects of my interests, I don't expect many. And again many a times, my viewpoints are pretty harsh and caustic that many may not like. However, I always expect that those who like my views will try to pass on to their friends and then the cycle repeats. Thereby, a group of people of similar views may get established and grow.
</b>
Stories that are personal certainly will have only few to read. But I expect my dear ones to at least look into my blog to keep on updating about my mental direction or also to get some glimpses from my life.

As it appears there is at least one person who goes through my blog religiously. She is Shannon, my youngest daughter-in-law. I know it must be pretty difficult for her these days to find time, but perhaps that is her uniqueness. I get a heavenly pleasure when she asks or gets asked a question from inside the body of the entries. 

I got a little sentimental when I went through in media about the concern of Abhishek Bachchan about his father's blog.

What really gets him hassled is his father not writing his blog regularly. One Mandvi Sharma of Times News Network reported this story:

<blockquote>There is something that gets AB's baby (Abhishek) upset - "when dad doesn't write his blog," Abhishek exclaims. "I want to wake up in the morning and log on to the blog. Just his talent for writing makes the blog an everyday part of my life. He is my father, so I know these things about him, but I love the way he writes. Even as a kid, he would teach me how to write essays and letters. For fans to get to know the workings of his mind, and that it's been put across in writing, is wonderful."

</blockquote>Shannon gets worried when she doesn't find my entry, as I keep on writing something almost every day. Once she asked Anand to find out if it was all well with me here in India when she didn't find my entries for few days. Anand replied, "Dad and mom must have quarreled so is the miss."  Shannon said, "No, when papa and mummy fights, papa puts in more entries." Perhaps she had understood my mind better. When they narrated the story, both of us, myself and Yamuna laughed and got touched. 

With so many whom you knew or know, hardly few try to understand you rightly. It's difficult world and more difficult is the relationships. Words don't express what one wishes to convey. 

<b>I am not a busy man. Big B is. Big B must have hundred and one reasons for not keeping the discipline of putting an entry in regularly. But I have none.</b>   
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		<title>Indra@69</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 00:35:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<blockquote><font color="#FF8080" size="4">God has been very kind to me. He has bestowed on me what was the best for me. What more I would have got: a supporting wife,three lovable sons, beautiful daughters-in-laws, and cute grand daughters and grand sons living near around each other sharing love and affections with each other in the best part of their dream country. And how can I forget the presence of some of those who love me and keep remembering me. And I am sure He will keep his kindness rain on me, and all around me till end. 

And I pray 'Om Sarve Bhavantu Sukhinah, Sarve Santu Niraamayaah (May all be happy; May all be healthy) and let Him take me from 'Tamso maa jyotirgamaya' (from darkness to Light). 

I do also remember, salute and pray on this day my grandfather who made me what I am.  
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><font color="#FF8080" size="4">God has been very kind to me. He has bestowed on me what was the best for me. What more I would have got: a supporting wife,three lovable sons, beautiful daughters-in-laws, and cute grand daughters and grand sons living near around each other sharing love and affections with each other in the best part of their dream country. And how can I forget the presence of some of those who love me and keep remembering me. And I am sure He will keep his kindness rain on me, and all around me till end. 

And I pray 'Om Sarve Bhavantu Sukhinah, Sarve Santu Niraamayaah (May all be happy; May all be healthy) and let Him take me from 'Tamso maa jyotirgamaya' (from darkness to Light). 

I do also remember, salute and pray on this day my grandfather who made me what I am.  
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		<title>My Indian like Weakness</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 17:26:15 +0000</pubDate>
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During primaries for selecting the democrats or the next US presidential election, I was with Hillary as the most Indians. Perhaps Indians were with her because of Clinton and his personality. Anand was a supporter of Obama. After the arduous and long drawn process of primaries, when Obama became a clear winner, I shifted side. It became more intense with his possession of <a href="http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/PoliticsNation/Obama_seeks_Hanumans_blessing_for_White_House_race/articleshow/3113611.cms">Hanuman</a> on body, and his <a href="http://www.rediff.com/news/2008/jul/01sam.htm">paying tributes</a> to Sam Manekshaw, when Sam's own country's leadership failed.  But yesterday I read<a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080721&fname=Cover+Story+(F)&sid=1"> an interview of Obama in Oulook</a>. And I am emotionally with him. His moral support for the Indo-US Nuclear Deal ensures that he will not cause any obstruction expressed in his "reluctance to seek changes". Moreover, the disclosure that his mother, an anthropologist, did rural development work in India, and his admiration for Mahatma Gandhi was just heartening. 

I don't know if Obama will succeed in meeting the aspirations of Americans who are just fed up with Bush. Americans need real push from Obama to improve American economy for its people to be happy with him and to keep his popularity sustained after getting elected.

I was equally carried away by the extraordinary support that G-8 nations gave to the Deal. "We look forward to working with India, the International Atomic Energy Agency, the Nuclear Suppliers Group and other partners to advance India's non-proliferation commitments and progress so as to facilitate a more robust approach to civil nuclear cooperation with India to help it meet its growing energy needs in a manner that enhances and reinforces the global non-proliferation regime," the Chair's Summary released at the end of the G-8 summit said in Toyako. 

Perhaps, for India it happened for the first time and is good enough a proof of India arriving on the global scene. It is certainly not due to some extraordinary political push of Indian leaders, but because of the emerging economic strength of India. And India must focus on its growth path more arduously carrying out many pending reforms in time. Let the bogey of global pressure not become the excuse for the slowdown. 

Before ending this story, let me quote one more reason for my excitement. It from a report that appeared today in<a href="http://www.financialexpress.com/news/Buddhist-paintings-made-of-oil-before-Europe-invented-it/301252/"> media</a>.<i> "In many European history and art books, oil painting is said to have started in the 15th century in Europe. However, scientists conducting experiments at the European Synchrotron Radiation Facility (ESRF), have proved that the paintings in the Bamiyan caves were made of oil, hundreds of years before the technique was "invented" in Europe. Scientists from the National Research Institute for Cultural Properties in Tokyo (Japan), the Centre of Research and Restoration of the French Museums-CNRS (France), the Getty Conservation Institute (United States) and the ESRF recently identified drying oils in some of the samples they studied from the Bamiyan caves. The scientists found that 12 out of the 50 caves were painted with oil painting technique, using perhaps walnut and poppy seed drying oils. Apart from oil-based paint layers, some of the layers were made of natural resins, proteins, gums, and, in some cases, a resinous, varnish-like layer, the report said. The world was shocked when the Talibans, who controlled Kabul at the time, destroyed two ancient colossal Buddha statues in Bamiyan on religious considerations. Behind those statues, there are caves decorated with precious paintings from 5th to 9th century AD."
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Let India get ahead.
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During primaries for selecting the democrats or the next US presidential election, I was with Hillary as the most Indians. Perhaps Indians were with her because of Clinton and his personality. Anand was a supporter of Obama. After the arduous and long drawn process of primaries, when Obama became a clear winner, I shifted side. It became more intense with his possession of <a href="http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/PoliticsNation/Obama_seeks_Hanumans_blessing_for_White_House_race/articleshow/3113611.cms">Hanuman</a> on body, and his <a href="http://www.rediff.com/news/2008/jul/01sam.htm">paying tributes</a> to Sam Manekshaw, when Sam's own country's leadership failed.  But yesterday I read<a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080721&fname=Cover+Story+(F)&sid=1"> an interview of Obama in Oulook</a>. And I am emotionally with him. His moral support for the Indo-US Nuclear Deal ensures that he will not cause any obstruction expressed in his "reluctance to seek changes". Moreover, the disclosure that his mother, an anthropologist, did rural development work in India, and his admiration for Mahatma Gandhi was just heartening. 

I don't know if Obama will succeed in meeting the aspirations of Americans who are just fed up with Bush. Americans need real push from Obama to improve American economy for its people to be happy with him and to keep his popularity sustained after getting elected.

I was equally carried away by the extraordinary support that G-8 nations gave to the Deal. "We look forward to working with India, the International Atomic Energy Agency, the Nuclear Suppliers Group and other partners to advance India's non-proliferation commitments and progress so as to facilitate a more robust approach to civil nuclear cooperation with India to help it meet its growing energy needs in a manner that enhances and reinforces the global non-proliferation regime," the Chair's Summary released at the end of the G-8 summit said in Toyako. 

Perhaps, for India it happened for the first time and is good enough a proof of India arriving on the global scene. It is certainly not due to some extraordinary political push of Indian leaders, but because of the emerging economic strength of India. And India must focus on its growth path more arduously carrying out many pending reforms in time. Let the bogey of global pressure not become the excuse for the slowdown. 

Before ending this story, let me quote one more reason for my excitement. It from a report that appeared today in<a href="http://www.financialexpress.com/news/Buddhist-paintings-made-of-oil-before-Europe-invented-it/301252/"> media</a>.<i> "In many European history and art books, oil painting is said to have started in the 15th century in Europe. However, scientists conducting experiments at the European Synchrotron Radiation Facility (ESRF), have proved that the paintings in the Bamiyan caves were made of oil, hundreds of years before the technique was "invented" in Europe. Scientists from the National Research Institute for Cultural Properties in Tokyo (Japan), the Centre of Research and Restoration of the French Museums-CNRS (France), the Getty Conservation Institute (United States) and the ESRF recently identified drying oils in some of the samples they studied from the Bamiyan caves. The scientists found that 12 out of the 50 caves were painted with oil painting technique, using perhaps walnut and poppy seed drying oils. Apart from oil-based paint layers, some of the layers were made of natural resins, proteins, gums, and, in some cases, a resinous, varnish-like layer, the report said. The world was shocked when the Talibans, who controlled Kabul at the time, destroyed two ancient colossal Buddha statues in Bamiyan on religious considerations. Behind those statues, there are caves decorated with precious paintings from 5th to 9th century AD."
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Let India get ahead.
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		<title>Emma Grows to  One</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:26:03 +0000</pubDate>
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<div align="center"><font color="#00FF00" size="7">Happy Birthday</font></div>

<div align="center"><font color="#0080FF" size="6">E</font><font size="6">instein in mind</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">M</font><font size="6">ahatma at heart</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">M</font><font size="6">onalisa on face</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">A</font><font size="6">shoka with spirit</font>
<font color="#FF0000" size="6">Be great for me to boast
We raise a sweet toast 
This day so bright
For all a delight
Keep coming and coming
Take Blessing and hugging
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--- Dada and Dadi 

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<div align="center"><font color="#00FF00" size="7">Happy Birthday</font></div>

<div align="center"><font color="#0080FF" size="6">E</font><font size="6">instein in mind</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">M</font><font size="6">ahatma at heart</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">M</font><font size="6">onalisa on face</font>
<font color="#0080FF" size="6">A</font><font size="6">shoka with spirit</font>
<font color="#FF0000" size="6">Be great for me to boast
We raise a sweet toast 
This day so bright
For all a delight
Keep coming and coming
Take Blessing and hugging
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--- Dada and Dadi 

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		<title>America&#8217;s Independence Day- July 4</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 13:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was interesting to see and talk with the whole of family, thousands of miles away in US on its Independence Day evening. Broadband Internet has diminished the distance. The cheap and high quality web cameras have made it livelier. It appears we are sitting in one large room in two corners. While we had been seeing Emma and Bart quite frequently, today Svanik and then Keshav and Anvita also joined Emma. Anand normally they used to have a lot of fireworks on this occasion, but with large number of fires all over California, they dropped the idea of fireworks this year. It is good that the three families have come together to celebrate and enjoy the Independence Day of US. In India, on its Independence Day, we just listen to the prime minister's speech from the rampart of the historic Red Fort and sleep in the afternoon.  

Rakesh was wearing a T-shirt with a big car with external of an American flag. Unfortunately, I hardly find very many T-shirts here in India with India as a subject. I am sure it could have helped in developing a national unity. Perhaps the business community may be skeptical about its market with people in India having so varying number of identity. No one has taken initiative to develop the souvenir business that may have a lot of potential. The comparison becomes visible when we visit any place outside India.

Indo-US relation over the years has gone real positive. India was never so near to US. I remember the years when US was so near Pakistan that every Indian used to hate to take pride in US. I remember at least one name of Dulles. 

Many feel it started with NDA government, while UPA wishes to take the credit more clearly with signing Indo-US Nuclear Deal. Thanks to Mulayam and his manipulative middleman Amar Singh, the Deal may come through with a new dawn in Indo-US relation. 

Many a times I consider the affinity of US towards India is due to the Indian immigrants that are playing a significant role in various American technology sectors. Indians are making their presence felt in every field, be it with money power supporting Presidential candidates, or with their entrepreneurship and innovations.  

I don't know how many of the leftist leaders are having their children in USA. But for those with their children in USA, the country becomes the second most important one after one's own country.

Let me also celebrate the Day with all Indians in USA and wish peace and prosperity for that nation.   
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It was interesting to see and talk with the whole of family, thousands of miles away in US on its Independence Day evening. Broadband Internet has diminished the distance. The cheap and high quality web cameras have made it livelier. It appears we are sitting in one large room in two corners. While we had been seeing Emma and Bart quite frequently, today Svanik and then Keshav and Anvita also joined Emma. Anand normally they used to have a lot of fireworks on this occasion, but with large number of fires all over California, they dropped the idea of fireworks this year. It is good that the three families have come together to celebrate and enjoy the Independence Day of US. In India, on its Independence Day, we just listen to the prime minister's speech from the rampart of the historic Red Fort and sleep in the afternoon.  

Rakesh was wearing a T-shirt with a big car with external of an American flag. Unfortunately, I hardly find very many T-shirts here in India with India as a subject. I am sure it could have helped in developing a national unity. Perhaps the business community may be skeptical about its market with people in India having so varying number of identity. No one has taken initiative to develop the souvenir business that may have a lot of potential. The comparison becomes visible when we visit any place outside India.

Indo-US relation over the years has gone real positive. India was never so near to US. I remember the years when US was so near Pakistan that every Indian used to hate to take pride in US. I remember at least one name of Dulles. 

Many feel it started with NDA government, while UPA wishes to take the credit more clearly with signing Indo-US Nuclear Deal. Thanks to Mulayam and his manipulative middleman Amar Singh, the Deal may come through with a new dawn in Indo-US relation. 

Many a times I consider the affinity of US towards India is due to the Indian immigrants that are playing a significant role in various American technology sectors. Indians are making their presence felt in every field, be it with money power supporting Presidential candidates, or with their entrepreneurship and innovations.  

I don't know how many of the leftist leaders are having their children in USA. But for those with their children in USA, the country becomes the second most important one after one's own country.

Let me also celebrate the Day with all Indians in USA and wish peace and prosperity for that nation.   
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		<title>On Father&#8217;s Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:38:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a greeting card for the day waiting for me in my e-mail from Emma, Shannon, and Anand. India on the whole is fast adapting to the western customs. It was pretty clear after glancing through the newspaper full with many ads for this occasion. Fortis invites the children to spend for the discounted medical checks for their parents. Many enterprises have many things to offer.  

But the card from Shannon had a request to write about my father and grandfather. In my childhood, I lived mostly with my grandfather up to school. He planned and shaped my career. In Presidency College and even in IIT, Kharagpur, he used to come pretty often just to see me, and certainly to accompany me back home at the beginning of long holidays. Sometimes, it embarrassed me. One can't appreciate his attachment and his worries with telecommunication completely absent in those days. I still remember one occasion of Presidency days, when I had gone out and he couldn't meet me. He was so worried. He never allowed me to know anything about the household affairs, though perhaps I would have liked to get involved. 

Unfortunately, I couldn't do much for him. He went to our village after retirement with many dream projects. But very soon, he came to realize that my uncles did not like his ideas, as it meant hard work. Very soon, he started working again in High School at Dalmianagar. He remained busy till his last moment. He had fine sense of literature and music too. But he loved to meet people the most. I never came across any person who could become as loving and respectable as him.

For that matter, my father was the luckiest person on this earth. He never had to take any responsibility. In joint family, his uncle hardly asked him to do anything, but supported whatever he did. When he started to live in my mother's village, he had hardly anything to do. When he got sick, I brought him to live with us. He lived a peaceful and contented life till last. Perhaps he never expected anything in life. Today, I really envy him.

But both my father and grandfather lived in a time, when they respected their elders, loved all the younger ones and got respected by their children. My father would have given anything he had to any one if he asked for it. My grandfather never raised his voice against anyone. 

They were in era with no Father's Day.   
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I had a greeting card for the day waiting for me in my e-mail from Emma, Shannon, and Anand. India on the whole is fast adapting to the western customs. It was pretty clear after glancing through the newspaper full with many ads for this occasion. Fortis invites the children to spend for the discounted medical checks for their parents. Many enterprises have many things to offer.  

But the card from Shannon had a request to write about my father and grandfather. In my childhood, I lived mostly with my grandfather up to school. He planned and shaped my career. In Presidency College and even in IIT, Kharagpur, he used to come pretty often just to see me, and certainly to accompany me back home at the beginning of long holidays. Sometimes, it embarrassed me. One can't appreciate his attachment and his worries with telecommunication completely absent in those days. I still remember one occasion of Presidency days, when I had gone out and he couldn't meet me. He was so worried. He never allowed me to know anything about the household affairs, though perhaps I would have liked to get involved. 

Unfortunately, I couldn't do much for him. He went to our village after retirement with many dream projects. But very soon, he came to realize that my uncles did not like his ideas, as it meant hard work. Very soon, he started working again in High School at Dalmianagar. He remained busy till his last moment. He had fine sense of literature and music too. But he loved to meet people the most. I never came across any person who could become as loving and respectable as him.

For that matter, my father was the luckiest person on this earth. He never had to take any responsibility. In joint family, his uncle hardly asked him to do anything, but supported whatever he did. When he started to live in my mother's village, he had hardly anything to do. When he got sick, I brought him to live with us. He lived a peaceful and contented life till last. Perhaps he never expected anything in life. Today, I really envy him.

But both my father and grandfather lived in a time, when they respected their elders, loved all the younger ones and got respected by their children. My father would have given anything he had to any one if he asked for it. My grandfather never raised his voice against anyone. 

They were in era with no Father's Day.   
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		<title>On This Day 53 Years Ago</title>
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<font color="#00FF00" size="4"><blockquote>On this day 53 years ago, we, Yamuna and myself got into this relationship that is the closest and divine as many say it is decided in heaven by Him. Even with the memory failing, I vividly remember the day in all details, the happiness of my mother, and all the other members of the family including my grandfathers and great grand mothers for the occasion, and all the rituals and functions. Life thereafter has been full of fun and festivities. The Great has remained so kind to us. We remain grateful to Him. We are sure He will be similarly kind to us till end. What more do we need?

Thanks a zillion SIR.</blockquote></font>
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<font color="#00FF00" size="4"><blockquote>On this day 53 years ago, we, Yamuna and myself got into this relationship that is the closest and divine as many say it is decided in heaven by Him. Even with the memory failing, I vividly remember the day in all details, the happiness of my mother, and all the other members of the family including my grandfathers and great grand mothers for the occasion, and all the rituals and functions. Life thereafter has been full of fun and festivities. The Great has remained so kind to us. We remain grateful to Him. We are sure He will be similarly kind to us till end. What more do we need?

Thanks a zillion SIR.</blockquote></font>
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