<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412</id><updated>2012-01-11T21:33:22.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corner Home!</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;A welcoming place to share thoughts, Eco-ideas...and appreciate what we all have.&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-899948244314691135</id><published>2011-12-24T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:09:14.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2-7XomKZgU/TvZyTIy6fdI/AAAAAAAABpw/Fue_6dX3A3c/s1600/Picture+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2-7XomKZgU/TvZyTIy6fdI/AAAAAAAABpw/Fue_6dX3A3c/s640/Picture+066.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Tree 2011 (Union Square, San Francisco)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeljUS9jIzc/TvZx_w21k4I/AAAAAAAABpc/yOOyy0ztT7c/s1600/Picture+081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeljUS9jIzc/TvZx_w21k4I/AAAAAAAABpc/yOOyy0ztT7c/s640/Picture+081.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cable&amp;nbsp; car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PitcxZoHAQM/TvZz53AGjZI/AAAAAAAABp8/aMZKzm1x7ZM/s1600/Picture+077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PitcxZoHAQM/TvZz53AGjZI/AAAAAAAABp8/aMZKzm1x7ZM/s640/Picture+077.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Happy Union Square (San Francisco) just a 2 days before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you all my dear friends.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-899948244314691135?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/899948244314691135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=899948244314691135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/899948244314691135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/899948244314691135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy holidays!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2-7XomKZgU/TvZyTIy6fdI/AAAAAAAABpw/Fue_6dX3A3c/s72-c/Picture+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-6539375319661498157</id><published>2011-09-13T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:35:06.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Bay Area?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHaVk31D9E0/Tlq0-_aUrhI/AAAAAAAABnQ/We-oCDJkVxk/s1600/Picture%2B532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHaVk31D9E0/Tlq0-_aUrhI/AAAAAAAABnQ/We-oCDJkVxk/s640/Picture%2B532.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzLPZT6rRFo/Tlq2KdvBtZI/AAAAAAAABng/zPeP_Bmx-EA/s1600/Picture+530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzLPZT6rRFo/Tlq2KdvBtZI/AAAAAAAABng/zPeP_Bmx-EA/s640/Picture+530.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Salt deposit or snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow in September, in Bay Area! Impossible. This is just the salt deposit on stones.This beautiful shore appears on highway 84 on Dumbarton Bridge my way to work. Today I could not resist taking pictures. I was even hoping to get handful of sea salt. But I realized that real salt was bit far from my reach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area is always windy and if you are a bird watcher it's a fairly good spot. The birds will disappear soon after noon and comes back again in the evening. Their usual schedule. And the white salt lining can visible only this time of the year. When water label decreased and evaporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-stjfPbPe0p8/Tm0i0qW2LcI/AAAAAAAABpA/waW34FgYaw4/s1600/Picture+540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-stjfPbPe0p8/Tm0i0qW2LcI/AAAAAAAABpA/waW34FgYaw4/s640/Picture+540.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dumbarton Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say. But continuous hot and warm days have been a bit frustrating. No indication of colder air flowing towards the Bay Area. Hope to get some rain soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely week ahead and drive home safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6539375319661498157?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6539375319661498157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6539375319661498157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6539375319661498157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6539375319661498157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/09/snow-in-bay-area.html' title='Snow in Bay Area?'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHaVk31D9E0/Tlq0-_aUrhI/AAAAAAAABnQ/We-oCDJkVxk/s72-c/Picture%2B532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-2599925668330969581</id><published>2011-08-18T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:44:29.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSafWxR-enM/TkCo63DKJdI/AAAAAAAABk8/p7yiCQPWdXk/s1600/Picture+483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSafWxR-enM/TkCo63DKJdI/AAAAAAAABk8/p7yiCQPWdXk/s640/Picture+483.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shop in Haight-Ashbury (Hippies are long gone but this area is maintaining the culture as it was around 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3c7c7JAtad8/TkCpiC-koMI/AAAAAAAABlE/SAglVgJDdJw/s1600/Picture+498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3c7c7JAtad8/TkCpiC-koMI/AAAAAAAABlE/SAglVgJDdJw/s640/Picture+498.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A mural on the wall of famous Balmy Alley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuQ-4w--8w8/TkCrhiQqYGI/AAAAAAAABlY/nmRAJztiCgk/s1600/Picture+489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuQ-4w--8w8/TkCrhiQqYGI/AAAAAAAABlY/nmRAJztiCgk/s640/Picture+489.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mission Dolores &lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Founded on June 29, 1776 (The oldest church in San Francisco) This building witness the California Gold Rush and the San Francisco earthquake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ1SdXxwb1s/TkCqPEn-jgI/AAAAAAAABlM/GGBEaKT9u4o/s1600/Picture+320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ1SdXxwb1s/TkCqPEn-jgI/AAAAAAAABlM/GGBEaKT9u4o/s640/Picture+320.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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Evening mood of the City.&lt;br /&gt;We are almost at the last part of the summer so quickly, that past three month was accelerated bit first in my life. Mild cold was reminding me I have left my jacket at home. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;The fog, the clouds and the almighty is busy creating the stage for Fall to dance on it. It's San Francesco.&lt;br /&gt;The energy of the city was on it's high and even though I visited from a suburb it took a minute to evolve in to the city ambiance. That's I like about San Francisco. No&lt;i&gt; stranger feeling&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melting pot of Art and Technology inclines the city towards new innovations. There are more then dozens of software company responsible for new innovations almost every field of human beings day-to day life. Actually, someone can see those visionary, dreamer and artists walking down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am not too fanatical about murals, but I do admire the rich colors and deep thought behind each art. As morning slide down to noon, we went to the famous Balmy Alley. The Alley is famous for murals on it's wall. The painting are beautiful, thoughtful with positive messages to spread. Mostly about &lt;i&gt;peace&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt; global warming&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their was an authentic Mexican restaurant located near the alley, that serves genuinely authentic Tacos. The fresh cooking small from their open kitchen was overpowering the whole place and spreads to the alley. We followed the irresistible smell and end of having their Tacos. Warm corn tortillas filled with spicy chicken that accompany with fresh lime and diced onion. The warm tacos absorbed some of the grilled chicken juice, that made them melting in my mouth. Well, it was simply the best Tacos I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We covered couple of other places in the city in the same day, after our lunch. I wish I could share some more picture and my own observation on the city, but I think it's enough for this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the summer is almost ending and the nights are getting longer, I hope to get extra time to write and finish some of my important work. But twenty-four hours is the maximum we all can get and how to use them? It's a math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-2599925668330969581?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2599925668330969581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=2599925668330969581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/2599925668330969581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/2599925668330969581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/08/city.html' title='The City'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSafWxR-enM/TkCo63DKJdI/AAAAAAAABk8/p7yiCQPWdXk/s72-c/Picture+483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-6223000922195485786</id><published>2011-07-17T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:53:01.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZRJlnNG8Qw/Thk2JIoRouI/AAAAAAAABjo/_6BOnsQOils/s1600/Picture+448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZRJlnNG8Qw/Thk2JIoRouI/AAAAAAAABjo/_6BOnsQOils/s640/Picture+448.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Probably hand painted plant pot that were I spotted on the old house in the Meyer's Garden, East Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coWCGHs4DaY/Thk2PY4cpSI/AAAAAAAABjs/DIRkwiKSrv4/s1600/Picture+432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coWCGHs4DaY/Thk2PY4cpSI/AAAAAAAABjs/DIRkwiKSrv4/s640/Picture+432.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Chandelier or Candle holder? but beautiful (in the Meyer's House)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNxosL8SvoQ/Thk2TeKJg8I/AAAAAAAABjw/PYoXIHNlR8w/s1600/Picture+431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNxosL8SvoQ/Thk2TeKJg8I/AAAAAAAABjw/PYoXIHNlR8w/s640/Picture+431.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meyer's House (East Bay Park) The garden and the outdoor seating is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs8I_9kSA20/TiI-HkBPChI/AAAAAAAABkY/yvya8xI9ti0/s1600/newpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs8I_9kSA20/TiI-HkBPChI/AAAAAAAABkY/yvya8xI9ti0/s640/newpic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the coolest place on the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwrvmW6F0nU/Thk_cnOSSYI/AAAAAAAABkA/afMrhaHBuD4/s1600/Picture+450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwrvmW6F0nU/Thk_cnOSSYI/AAAAAAAABkA/afMrhaHBuD4/s640/Picture+450.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got the wonderful opportunity to volunteer in this Meyer's Estate Dry Creek Gardens, last Saturday. It was a beautiful day with lots of sunshine and company of other volunteers was an amazing experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roosters, hens and peacock and bunch of pigs are the proud residence of the garden. They are hospitable and tolerance to outsiders like us. I found many old and beautiful furniture, decorations, that have still the old charm and some story to tell that obviously I don't know. Just imagining how the place and the cottage could be a peaceful as will as vibrant place for the Meyer sisters who dedicate their life for social work and at the end donate the place to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link you can read about the garden and it's history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/Greatoutdooradventures/events/14300905/"&gt;About the Garden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all a lovely week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6223000922195485786?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6223000922195485786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6223000922195485786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6223000922195485786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6223000922195485786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/07/beautiful-place.html' title='A Beautiful Place!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZRJlnNG8Qw/Thk2JIoRouI/AAAAAAAABjo/_6BOnsQOils/s72-c/Picture+448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-296426731860875995</id><published>2011-07-02T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T23:17:09.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My childhood's secret desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryOvPD8TnXU/ThAD93B4a2I/AAAAAAAABjg/Ml30_IIyJi0/s1600/Picture+411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryOvPD8TnXU/ThAD93B4a2I/AAAAAAAABjg/Ml30_IIyJi0/s640/Picture+411.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These little branches of flower almost touching the Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QdAQcm9h80/Tg_-57TO0sI/AAAAAAAABjU/nlg22zHWmFk/s1600/Picture+413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QdAQcm9h80/Tg_-57TO0sI/AAAAAAAABjU/nlg22zHWmFk/s640/Picture+413.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lilacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuBi_aWZ-Vg/ThADXviOdRI/AAAAAAAABjc/OZXqRoCeJXU/s1600/Picture+412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuBi_aWZ-Vg/ThADXviOdRI/AAAAAAAABjc/OZXqRoCeJXU/s640/Picture+412.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To write novels. I still could not understand why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in 3rd grade I had a close friend two year younger then me. Among our many combined activities,&amp;nbsp; reading comic books to her was the favorite one. My father is a voracious reader and he never was too tired to read me a book, before going to bed. "The Phantom" and "Mandrake, The Magician", both were in the top list. And both written by the same writer. While reading comic books to my little friend, if there is a hard difficult sentence,&amp;nbsp; I tells the story from the illustration. But either case she thinks I am reading to her line by line. As long as reader and listener both are excited and walk with the story or with the writers mind, recognizing the words really not matter in high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered in high school I was not into stories, busy with school home work instead. but I remember I had never enjoyed Television.Those programs were too boring for me since my imagination was too colorful. I found myself deeply planning and thinking about writing a &lt;i&gt;novel&lt;/i&gt;. On the back-end I was reading a lot and enjoy being lost incorporating my imagination, into stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in High-school, started writing stories.&lt;i&gt;"Ghost" &lt;/i&gt;was my first published story. My best instant adviser was my older brother, who knows everything. I asked him how to approach the editor. He guided; just include a letter with the story and mention how you liked their magazine so much. Simply tell them they are the best. I did as instructed. It worked. After 15 day I got a free magazine with my story published. Then I wrote to another kids magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the story name was&lt;i&gt; "Two Cheater"&lt;/i&gt;. Success. I got a free magazine once again. But I was not super delighted or something close to that. It's all because the burning desire for writing novels was too high, I overlooked the small success.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I choose a name after "Gautama Buddha's" name, for my novel. I don't have any idea again why that specific name. But was not interested to writing for kids. May be I was too philosophical at my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote some more children stories and notice them published. Then I tried writing stories about the problem in the society. Like&lt;i&gt; unemployment&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;economical inferiority complex&lt;/i&gt;. In my first year of college I got a letter from a news paper editor that they liked my story about an unemployed guy and his feelings. They are going to published it. With that they mentioned, I should take my studies seriously though. Even though I don't like the second part but the letter was a big achievement. Really huge. I repeats the letter many time, slide my finger gently on the handwriting to feel it. Fresh from publisher. Eventually the letter got a place under my pillow that same night. I felt satisfied indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time past so fast before I realizing it. I was busy with studies and other hubbies. In the mean time, pursuing my desire to write novels had been omitted unintentionally. &lt;i&gt;May be because writing novels was only my childhood desire. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after a lot of years, I discovered that writing was not just my childhood desire, it was my sole's prime purpose. While liberating myself, flying through the wings of letters recently wrote a children novel. It's a long process to see it published. Happy for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Keep writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-296426731860875995?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/296426731860875995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=296426731860875995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/296426731860875995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/296426731860875995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-childhoods-secret-desire.html' title='My childhood&apos;s secret desire'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryOvPD8TnXU/ThAD93B4a2I/AAAAAAAABjg/Ml30_IIyJi0/s72-c/Picture+411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-1794099094065517456</id><published>2011-02-21T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:12:07.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Farm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5461002298/" title="Picture 353 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 353" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5018/5461002298_5706c9f6ac.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5460396859/" title="Picture 352 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 352" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5099/5460396859_ddb16495ea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5465284969/" title="Picture 349 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 349" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5465284969_a9b98c1d54.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5460396839/" title="Picture 358 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 358" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5132/5460396839_1f0b8b7086.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5461002336/" title="Picture 362 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 362" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5461002336_94008146c4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_838670367"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_838670368"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lipikam/5465474343/" title="Picture 359 by lipika_m2004, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture 359" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5465474343_3d3a0ca3c3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was not far from my home. It was an old agricultural farm, turned into a delighted place for recreational activities, for people living nearby areas. Last Sunday it was a perfect afternoon with plenty of sun sign and mildly windy. We grabbed the water bottle and zipped out to see the horizon, to listen the wind and may be to experience the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the silence I can here the Moo...from the cows grazing and relaxing, a few dozen yards and nothing else really matters in high but to watch, observe and admire the great creation...&lt;br /&gt;There was also a display of old farming equipment and those machinery seemed so perfect for agricultural work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-1794099094065517456?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1794099094065517456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=1794099094065517456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1794099094065517456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1794099094065517456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-farm.html' title='An Old Farm!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5018/5461002298_5706c9f6ac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7273759447056567609</id><published>2011-01-17T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:00:23.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TS0_Dlj97AI/AAAAAAAABf8/DQKmUgUeB50/s1600/Picture0321+276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TS0_Dlj97AI/AAAAAAAABf8/DQKmUgUeB50/s640/Picture0321+276.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TS1CyN8B2II/AAAAAAAABgI/rwIJjzgWMsY/s1600/Picture0321+270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TS1CyN8B2II/AAAAAAAABgI/rwIJjzgWMsY/s640/Picture0321+270.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dutch invented windmill and Americans gave it a twist. The final result is the huge windmills generating power. These windmill farm in the picture is hard to overlook on the Altamont Pass Road, between Livermore Valley and Tracy, in Northern California. The oldest windmill farm contains more then 4000 wind turbines captivity of 576 megawatt of annual electricity generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about alternative energy source, these good old windmills comes first in the list. Here is one of the post where I had a chance to explore the organic toys and alternative source of energy, in a kids museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/organic-toys-view.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Organic Toys A View!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I really like to see those dutch windmills in the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7273759447056567609?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7273759447056567609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7273759447056567609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7273759447056567609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7273759447056567609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2011/01/wind-energy.html' title='Wind Energy'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TS0_Dlj97AI/AAAAAAAABf8/DQKmUgUeB50/s72-c/Picture0321+276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5852846287116778200</id><published>2010-12-14T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:46:53.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQbuR4tCkGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/JVJQR8bjCEY/s1600/Picture+270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQbuR4tCkGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/JVJQR8bjCEY/s640/Picture+270.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQhFUo2irnI/AAAAAAAABfg/0dVQhnjOZ34/s1600/Picture+313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQhFUo2irnI/AAAAAAAABfg/0dVQhnjOZ34/s640/Picture+313.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQhFa_NoZMI/AAAAAAAABfk/zoaOKXONPDY/s1600/Picture+316.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQhFa_NoZMI/AAAAAAAABfk/zoaOKXONPDY/s640/Picture+316.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...and more Yellow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more welcoming then the trees are showering the shiny golden leaves&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at this time of the year. It looks marvelous indeed. We are already in the door step of new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a goal to complete a children website and lunch in Dec 2010. Sadly enough I have not reached the goal yet. Well, on my defense I can convince myself that I am on the track. But I know, that is an excuse. I am stuck in searching a domain name and also some legal part. I was assuming that the domain name part is the easiest one but having a real hard time finding one. Its seems like any name I touched are already taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the lesson in a hard way that "the most easy job in the planet is really hard". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays! to you all and please wish me luck for finding a domain name!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5852846287116778200?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5852846287116778200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5852846287116778200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5852846287116778200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5852846287116778200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TQbuR4tCkGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/JVJQR8bjCEY/s72-c/Picture+270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-978896796020717854</id><published>2010-11-12T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:47:09.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TNi9RbBu3oI/AAAAAAAABds/B1OD6l-1B3o/s1600/Picture+196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TNi9RbBu3oI/AAAAAAAABds/B1OD6l-1B3o/s640/Picture+196.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soaked dry-leafs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TNopng-7C_I/AAAAAAAABd0/OPaZgvjzQsY/s1600/Picture+192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TNopng-7C_I/AAAAAAAABd0/OPaZgvjzQsY/s640/Picture+192.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last Sunday we got rain. A lot. The raindrops were huge. It was windy. Muddy too. An opening the door a slight, could dominants your presence with  flash of wind with microscopic water particles. Feeling of moist and little wet, not bad at all. Rainwater had been streaming down the street, with dry lives and god knows what else. But one thing for sure, a virtual water park had been created within my visual distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-978896796020717854?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/978896796020717854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=978896796020717854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/978896796020717854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/978896796020717854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/11/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TNi9RbBu3oI/AAAAAAAABds/B1OD6l-1B3o/s72-c/Picture+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-8810929956889373002</id><published>2010-10-30T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:13:16.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween-My Experience!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TMS94BNiqXI/AAAAAAAABdM/j6WfyHPu0Mg/s1600/Picture+149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TMS94BNiqXI/AAAAAAAABdM/j6WfyHPu0Mg/s640/Picture+149.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TMx3W0LeprI/AAAAAAAABdU/UQne-VChAqY/s1600/Picture+174.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TMx3W0LeprI/AAAAAAAABdU/UQne-VChAqY/s640/Picture+174.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The name of the Apartment was Broadmoor, in Minnesota. Surrounded by tall trees some of them were maple. They were hibernating to face the frozen lonely winter. I arrived to The Broadmoor at the middle of the Minnesota winter, where some days, the wind chill falls dangerously low, which was enough to turned your finger blue in a minute. It was my first snowy winter experience in Minnesota. I watches those trees form my big bay view window on fourth floor, which was apparently the last floor. After my Hubby left for the office and in between my house works. I was new to the &lt;i&gt;country &lt;/i&gt;and&amp;nbsp;newly&lt;i&gt; married&lt;/i&gt;. I felt like, I got a fever which called &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt;. The air even seemed &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Broadmoor mostly occupied by retired old tenants. It was a comfortable living arrangement with library in the Third floor and indoor swimming pool, a green house where you can get your hands dirty. Each floor decorated by good looking chairs with foot rest, conference tables, artificial trees in between the settings and beautiful curtains, which obviously was giving a rich look to the Broodmore, from inside. Outside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But still, there was something unseen, unexplained fear building inside me in my own apartment. I tried to get outside as many times as I could, I would or&amp;nbsp; even I went to my husbands office with him in the excuse to get out from the apartment. But at the nights. Me again stuck in that six-hundred square feet apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thump...Thump...Thump...A thumping&amp;nbsp;noise interrupted us around 12 o'clock at night. The source was from the roof top. My husband said teasing me," ghost!... trying to enter through the roof top, because no one can enter without a key to the apartment building". He added in a ghostly voice," It is called secured apartment". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The teasing was frightening enough since I had been already developed sufficient amount of fear about the apartment. Next day...the noise arrived at same time...another day passed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We talked about the noise on the dinner. On the phone. On a drive. With friends. It eventually, get qualified for our hot discussion list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We went to the twenty four hour manager office which was in the first floor and asked her &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;about the noise. She looked at us with wide eye raised eyebrow. Then said, an old lady died in your apartment, before you moved in. That was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's now my turn to raised the eyebrow. She added," may be her ghost is still there, but, she was not a trouble maker and nothing to worry about it". We eventually moved from that apartment to a more open and brighter one. But, I am still unsure about the ghost of the old lady or its my inner feelings about the fever called&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; new.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Halloween to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-8810929956889373002?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8810929956889373002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=8810929956889373002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8810929956889373002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8810929956889373002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-my-experience.html' title='Halloween-My Experience!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TMS94BNiqXI/AAAAAAAABdM/j6WfyHPu0Mg/s72-c/Picture+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-4565843875315979267</id><published>2010-10-02T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:30:43.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literacy Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKaB9CVqcRI/AAAAAAAABcw/VLd1lFoaA4k/s1600/Picture+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKaB9CVqcRI/AAAAAAAABcw/VLd1lFoaA4k/s640/Picture+123.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Children Books-20 Cent&amp;nbsp; and Videos-50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKexA_k7_hI/AAAAAAAABc4/YJ9qTRJGTHM/s1600/Picture+117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKexA_k7_hI/AAAAAAAABc4/YJ9qTRJGTHM/s640/Picture+117.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Free Balloons with a logo "Read, Learn, Write"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKezujXvdxI/AAAAAAAABdE/I3bx7G3DQw0/s1600/Picture+119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKezujXvdxI/AAAAAAAABdE/I3bx7G3DQw0/s640/Picture+119.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books, Cotton Candies, Free Balloons, Popcorn and Puppet show! We got it all, at our local library in the &lt;i&gt;last day of summer literacy &lt;/i&gt;celebration. Kids were whirling at the booths like honey bees at the flower.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..! I did not mention, they were having face painting too. The glittery&lt;i&gt; butterfly&lt;/i&gt; was the most common one all most every kids had on their cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons had logos on it "Read, Learn, Write", the traditional and effective mantra to achieve knowledge. There is not any short cut. At least, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grownups were even more amused then ever, by resting their eyes on the books they liked. Paperbacks were one dollar. Who cares Borders, &lt;i&gt;at&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;least for some time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-4565843875315979267?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4565843875315979267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=4565843875315979267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/4565843875315979267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/4565843875315979267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/10/litaracy-celebration.html' title='Literacy Celebration!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TKaB9CVqcRI/AAAAAAAABcw/VLd1lFoaA4k/s72-c/Picture+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5569289102083869858</id><published>2010-09-26T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T20:31:33.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Walk With Nature!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7aW8BDFmQI/AAAAAAAABC8/434CXDBg0wk/s1600/Picture0321+165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7aW8BDFmQI/AAAAAAAABC8/434CXDBg0wk/s640/Picture0321+165.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of hot tea is soothing. My eyes are still watery. It's 5 o' clock in the morning. Usually I don't get up so early. That's my little luxury, may be a lot . But this morning I had decided to go for a walk, early. The morning breeze was smelling like an unknown Chinese herbal tea that you could not figure out the exact smell but loved it. Besides the morning breeze there ware many things caught my attention. I met with a squirrel, who was almost lost in the process of opening a nutshell in the middle of the road. I noticed a lovely &lt;i&gt;Weathercock&lt;/i&gt; on the roof of a cute empty seasonal shop, I vaguely had noticed it before though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TJPoNLAJhtI/AAAAAAAABcQ/64dWMoKxZp8/s1600/Picture+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TJPoNLAJhtI/AAAAAAAABcQ/64dWMoKxZp8/s640/Picture+107.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Weathercock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most probably, by preparing their wooden stove, crews of neighborhood burger shop were getting ready for their early bird customers. The woody smoke had been coming out from the chimney, creating a environment of &lt;i&gt;food is ready, what more you want.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked by passing tall trees, bushes and wild poppies on the side walk, finally I decided to spend sometime seating on the frosted grass of Gurudwara Indian sikh Temple. Since it has been on an up-hill, the morning mood of the town can be viewable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like, layer of morning clouds, the lonely roads and everything else around has freshly woke up after a good night sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7lfQ5fdfmI/AAAAAAAABDs/dkWwKKY1Aag/s1600/Picture0321+178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7lfQ5fdfmI/AAAAAAAABDs/dkWwKKY1Aag/s640/Picture0321+178.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned back with a refreshment of mind and body. It was the best walk, I can say without any doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fall, every one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5569289102083869858?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5569289102083869858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5569289102083869858' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5569289102083869858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5569289102083869858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/09/morning-walk-with-nature.html' title='Morning Walk With Nature!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7aW8BDFmQI/AAAAAAAABC8/434CXDBg0wk/s72-c/Picture0321+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-2776381688757125622</id><published>2010-09-09T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:06:25.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_976084272"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_976084273"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TImzNZl3NKI/AAAAAAAABbI/vbTYsmdv2a8/s1600/Picture+102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="467" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TImzNZl3NKI/AAAAAAAABbI/vbTYsmdv2a8/s640/Picture+102.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Remember Me", "On Writing", "The Girls Who Loved Tom Gordon"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I received my books yesterday by mail. These had been in my wish list, while talking to my husband I had mentioned last week. Wish full filled. He was kind enough to place the order, and &lt;i&gt;surprised&lt;/i&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had first introduced to Laura Hendrie's "Remember Me" at our local library. While surfing in the bookshelf, I touched the very first book &lt;i&gt;remember me&lt;/i&gt;. Subconsciously I had been started reading. And reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other two I got are Stephen King's " On Writing", and " The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon".&lt;br /&gt;Let me know which book you are reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-2776381688757125622?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/2776381688757125622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=2776381688757125622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/2776381688757125622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/2776381688757125622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/09/books.html' title='Books...'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TImzNZl3NKI/AAAAAAAABbI/vbTYsmdv2a8/s72-c/Picture+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-1886910361781590444</id><published>2010-08-25T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:22:10.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Looks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhDINGBw3I/AAAAAAAABag/yNcfoPzStxM/s1600/Picture+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhDINGBw3I/AAAAAAAABag/yNcfoPzStxM/s640/Picture+062.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhDV3vEC3I/AAAAAAAABao/QKmM5QI5ZXs/s1600/Picture+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhDV3vEC3I/AAAAAAAABao/QKmM5QI5ZXs/s640/Picture+065.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhCE23r2sI/AAAAAAAABaU/KeDQHnB1XNQ/s1600/Picture+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhCE23r2sI/AAAAAAAABaU/KeDQHnB1XNQ/s640/Picture+064.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a very hot and humid week here in California. And I must say it is even harder for this little kitty who has born here in the gap of the fence. There were three of them, but I discovered only one, since the other two are adopted by local kids. They have a unique ability of recognizing the trust, between them and the human being. Even though born being homeless I noticed they are very self respected. Of course they love to have milk, but only after using all their charms and tricks. And after developing a reasonable amount of reasons and excuses for me to love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact they don't know and they will never know that I fell in love with them, at first sight. As I am writing this post the last kitty in the picture has been adopted by a kid already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-1886910361781590444?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1886910361781590444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=1886910361781590444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1886910361781590444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1886910361781590444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-very-hot-and-humid-week-here.html' title='The Looks...'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/THhDINGBw3I/AAAAAAAABag/yNcfoPzStxM/s72-c/Picture+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5898581138737068071</id><published>2010-08-14T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:58:34.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TF4GxHdJXLI/AAAAAAAABYw/erP-hpZsaPM/s1600/Picture+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TF4GxHdJXLI/AAAAAAAABYw/erP-hpZsaPM/s640/Picture+041.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TF4Jii5nEwI/AAAAAAAABY8/EVhPKjdKnhk/s1600/Picture+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TF4Jii5nEwI/AAAAAAAABY8/EVhPKjdKnhk/s640/Picture+042.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The final goodbye between colorful seeds and dry grass. Meet again on next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was not any defined propose for my sudden zipping down, towards the nearby trail. But to closely observe the &lt;i&gt;vanishing summer&lt;/i&gt; and slowing down my regular working process, might be an appropriate answer. Earlier this week I have been realizing that juggling between Ideas, talent, goals and work simply produce nothing but severe back-pain and one more thing to add is, seating in a wrong posture for many hours in-front of the laptop, is calling another disaster. So, I took a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after I reached the nearby trail (my all time favorite spot). I realized that it's about to get dark soon. I was anticipating a little music from the geese band resides in the nearest lake that accompany great with the chirping of &lt;i&gt;home bound birds&lt;/i&gt;. As I walked down towards the lake, the dominating view of waving water with reflecting sun rays, was waiting for me. I gladly encountered a perfect&lt;i&gt; light and sound show &lt;/i&gt;from the nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to come down here frequently, for the sake of a &lt;i&gt;perfectly lovely break&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5898581138737068071?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5898581138737068071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5898581138737068071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5898581138737068071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5898581138737068071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/08/lovely-break.html' title='A Lovely Break!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TF4GxHdJXLI/AAAAAAAABYw/erP-hpZsaPM/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7814473823160226159</id><published>2010-07-31T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:08:35.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andaman Islands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE5gVqWl-GI/AAAAAAAABWM/-2JDJBlde5o/s1600/DSCF0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE5gVqWl-GI/AAAAAAAABWM/-2JDJBlde5o/s640/DSCF0058.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One of the remote beaches in Andaman Island (India)&lt;br /&gt;It may look like the surface of Mars, but this is one of the  many spectacular beaches in Andaman Island (India). Dead and live corals have swept away from the sea because of the tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ah.. it's lovely here, at this beach. The whole time I was there, I passed over all the happenings in my life. Feeling the wet sand, touching corals, colorful stones or live seashells, no wonder I was well enough in myself. I wondered if I could remotely work from here. But this is practically impractical. So with a positive force, I had to pulled myself back to the civilization, with as many pictures as I could take for my memory.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE-9AknFZOI/AAAAAAAABWw/ecSY4X4Vi7g/s1600/DSCF0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE-9AknFZOI/AAAAAAAABWw/ecSY4X4Vi7g/s640/DSCF0049.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of my findings from the beach. There is strict rule that no one can take any of these. So I took the picture and left the seashells there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Native people (Jarawa) are still living in those Islands without the sensitive skins of modern civilization. They are self-content, believe and depend on nature. This tribe is under government protection and also hard to find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE9i-NCxMSI/AAAAAAAABWY/7qDMUe-28y4/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE9i-NCxMSI/AAAAAAAABWY/7qDMUe-28y4/s640/IMG_0200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The method of drying Coconut in Andaman Island (Village Folks use this method)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there is no real boundary between the coconut field, but the village folks know which tree belongs to whom. No one touches, if a coconut is lying down on the ground, except the owner of that tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TFUEw1ooJ9I/AAAAAAAABYQ/PSzdem8NvC0/s1600/DSCF0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TFUEw1ooJ9I/AAAAAAAABYQ/PSzdem8NvC0/s640/DSCF0036.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even-though they resemble stones (those three together), they are not. In fact they are the seeds of some&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kind of tree I found on the beach (Port Blair, India).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE-n7KfzP0I/AAAAAAAABWk/lVZHptlGLkM/s1600/DSCF0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE-n7KfzP0I/AAAAAAAABWk/lVZHptlGLkM/s640/DSCF0020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;The Fishing Boat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boats are little bit different, as the balance is added to the boat by another wooden structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a lovely weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7814473823160226159?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7814473823160226159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7814473823160226159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7814473823160226159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7814473823160226159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-of-remote-beach-in-andaman-island.html' title='Andaman Islands!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TE5gVqWl-GI/AAAAAAAABWM/-2JDJBlde5o/s72-c/DSCF0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5943308646594100911</id><published>2010-07-20T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T16:36:00.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My India!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Sugar-Cane Juice seller &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETJdpHH7MI/AAAAAAAABR8/WHmFipiR5MA/s1600/DSCF0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETJdpHH7MI/AAAAAAAABR8/WHmFipiR5MA/s640/DSCF0036.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Busy Traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETQEmsDJPI/AAAAAAAABSI/fFkMzVz4_fE/s1600/DSCF0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETQEmsDJPI/AAAAAAAABSI/fFkMzVz4_fE/s640/DSCF0048.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Street Food on the fire&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, even though there is noise pollution, in extreme, but there is a feeling of friendly vibe coexisting in the air. People are not missing a chance if there is any chance to talk, about their personal life or about anything. They are not rich and they are not even poor, in fact they had many things to offer me (among them a very well-coming smile and a feeling of me being one-of-them). There are slums and also high-rise buildings, pointing us every moment to think about the unfortunate people. If you walking down the street alone, but no need to feel lonely, is not it amazing?. There are temples all most every where reminding us about the omnipresence of God. This is India, the home of Vedic Culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETHOFkc62I/AAAAAAAABRc/IEi8zvmlFpI/s1600/DSCF0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETHOFkc62I/AAAAAAAABRc/IEi8zvmlFpI/s640/DSCF0037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A temple (Moon's north node)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the other side, I heard a lot ( in fact a lot which was enough to irritate me)about classicism.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; But my simple question is where were those class people even four years ago?.&lt;br /&gt;In my understanding Class is some thing which relates to Education (not one time degree but continue learning, reading), intellect, Human value, Moral value,Honesty... so on. I believe, &lt;b&gt;Class is not a low hanging fruit. It will take generations to achieve.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The worse matter is, There are many so called class people who has only one thing to talk, that is how much money they spend on their daughter's marriage or how many property they bought recently. I met with many self-praising personality and mothers who are still talking about grabbing money from their daughter-in-laws parents or giving mental tension to the Daughter-in-law in the sake of jealousy. I heard people are talking about black money openly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bubble economy created many false classes with false confident that is not good for the Indian society, When I am seating in front of Google search, I feel like I know everything. Ask me about the history of Scots, I can tell something in a minute. But then, what about the history professor who invested all his time researching about the Scottish history??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETqM89Mx8I/AAAAAAAABSU/bcdMCzfLwyw/s1600/Picture0321+348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETqM89Mx8I/AAAAAAAABSU/bcdMCzfLwyw/s640/Picture0321+348.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vedic Gurus ( physicist, professor and highly intellectuals )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is well known for it's vedic culture. It's not about reading books but more about having a positive philosophy and morals which would support the youth/new generations to craft their own path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;People who have real confident, dare to dream and work, is quitting from achieving their goal, the reason is lack of social support. Unfortunately, India is undergoing through a rough time in the society front, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5943308646594100911?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5943308646594100911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5943308646594100911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5943308646594100911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5943308646594100911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-india.html' title='My India!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TETHARtYQ4I/AAAAAAAABRU/LEQPZ8PWHXQ/s72-c/DSCF0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5539513884764561292</id><published>2010-06-28T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:15:36.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Calcutta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCg0JLmNr1I/AAAAAAAABPw/rEhYPVxOxuM/s1600/DSCF0051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCg0JLmNr1I/AAAAAAAABPw/rEhYPVxOxuM/s640/DSCF0051.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An Old Building in Calcutta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi0CwxxFnI/AAAAAAAABP8/ld734XSTNdI/s1600/DSCF0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi0CwxxFnI/AAAAAAAABP8/ld734XSTNdI/s400/DSCF0052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They are color fade, cracked and socked in rain water. &amp;nbsp;They are the old buildings in Calcutta. For the sake of serving&amp;nbsp;the owner, they are creating a mixed habitat of human being and plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for those criss-cross tram lines&amp;nbsp;with red bricks roads, in Calcutta. Unfortunately, I could not find one. They rebuild the road and remove the bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi1LzcsMKI/AAAAAAAABQI/acO5rNC5mPs/s1600/DSCF0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi1LzcsMKI/AAAAAAAABQI/acO5rNC5mPs/s640/DSCF0049.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Live Chicken-in-the-basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi4IfsZJGI/AAAAAAAABQU/n2b0Ig78jA4/s1600/DSCF0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCi4IfsZJGI/AAAAAAAABQU/n2b0Ig78jA4/s640/DSCF0050.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They use this basket for the transportation propose of&amp;nbsp;the live&amp;nbsp;chicken, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5539513884764561292?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5539513884764561292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5539513884764561292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5539513884764561292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5539513884764561292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures-from-calcutta.html' title='Pictures from Calcutta'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TCg0JLmNr1I/AAAAAAAABPw/rEhYPVxOxuM/s72-c/DSCF0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-6543004475136180561</id><published>2010-05-26T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:57:31.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threads of thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_xZxMyKHaI/AAAAAAAABOM/o4sWcGQdSdY/s1600/Picture0321+464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_xZxMyKHaI/AAAAAAAABOM/o4sWcGQdSdY/s640/Picture0321+464.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bird of paradise flower&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Strelitzia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_xZkCzAfzI/AAAAAAAABOE/-hyf-C6by2g/s1600/Picture0321+501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_xZkCzAfzI/AAAAAAAABOE/-hyf-C6by2g/s640/Picture0321+501.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It all starts, while I was walking, with my occasional companion called thoughts. The mind was defused with threads of unrelated thoughts; like the future of India, current air crash or about the dinner tonight, so on. I tried to concentrate on a single thought but could not succeed. But then, visualization dominants over the thoughts as I perceived this Bird-of- paradise flower, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;through the corner of my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; on the sidewalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I could not stop myself taking the picture. The colors and beauty of the flower, entirely took over my mind. Now, miraculously, my thread of thoughts disappeared as it converted into a single thought, that is visualizing the flower in the computer monitor. They say, visualization helps in concentration, that is so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,Times New Roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dear readers, I am vising to India on sixth of next month and also I am going to have an opportunity to visit Andaman and Nicobar Island in the same trip. So, no wonder it would be a very exciting and full of activity trip. But I am going to bring many pictures and tales to talk about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6543004475136180561?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6543004475136180561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6543004475136180561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6543004475136180561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6543004475136180561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/threads-of-thought.html' title='Threads of thought'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_xZxMyKHaI/AAAAAAAABOM/o4sWcGQdSdY/s72-c/Picture0321+464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-6325456828664794834</id><published>2010-05-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:47:12.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco-The most eco-friendly city(Part-2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-NflvYLjEI/AAAAAAAABJI/fiLujmM1MyQ/s1600/Picture0321+387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-NflvYLjEI/AAAAAAAABJI/fiLujmM1MyQ/s640/Picture0321+387.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palace of fine Art,&amp;nbsp; Build in 1915 and re-build in 1960 (San Francisco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-RW5Hk7ExI/AAAAAAAABKI/ZKBVmj5-dvQ/s1600/Picture0321+384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-RW5Hk7ExI/AAAAAAAABKI/ZKBVmj5-dvQ/s640/Picture0321+384.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Designed by &lt;b&gt;Bernard Ralph&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;An brilliant architect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-OBQtK7TkI/AAAAAAAABJc/pMBe_pPfKDo/s1600/Picture0321+383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-OBQtK7TkI/AAAAAAAABJc/pMBe_pPfKDo/s640/Picture0321+383.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Slice (Palace of Fine Arts)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time really travels quickly as the first quarter of the year has already passed. There is not much change within us,&amp;nbsp; may be little wiser as the days passes by. It's somewhat like we are seating in a train that is not moving, as the train of time's passes us leaving a feeling of our movement. This allows my mind to think about 'Theory of relativity'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had visited to San Francisco once again today. Now, being tired in a good way, I am excited to share my discovery of spectacular arts and architectures in San Francisco, that I &lt;strike&gt;obsessed &lt;/strike&gt;love about. The traffic was not bad and the weather was quite delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I went to The Palace of fine Arts in Lion Street. It was build for the completion of Panama Canal; but for the city it was a opportunity to showcase the recovery from the 1906 earthquake. &lt;b&gt;The city is blessed for its survival of any kind of disaster and achieves the respect of many scholars around the world. San Francisco is a brilliant example of a stage where past and present play in the same time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_XS3bevkOI/AAAAAAAABNw/9DaFwQNIW_M/s1600/Picture0321+386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_XS3bevkOI/AAAAAAAABNw/9DaFwQNIW_M/s640/Picture0321+386.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pillars of Palace of Fine Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-H_dKUq-HI/AAAAAAAABIo/AKdkVRWYaGU/s1600/DSCF0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-H_dKUq-HI/AAAAAAAABIo/AKdkVRWYaGU/s400/DSCF0036.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; St. Ignatius Church (Built in 1912)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its seems like the above pillars are similar to those in Palace of fine Arts. In fact the colors are a exact match too. I guess around year 1900, the major parts of the architectural designs ware based on visible high pillars, contrary to the architectures of now-a -days based on geometrical shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_XSRRq-3iI/AAAAAAAABNo/gTy290UFKL8/s1600/Picture0321+402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_XSRRq-3iI/AAAAAAAABNo/gTy290UFKL8/s400/Picture0321+402.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Sculpture on Market St&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While returning back home I spent sometime contemplating the difference between old architecture and modern architecture. The first question arises in my mind was, is it just a matter of changing&amp;nbsp;tastes and materials? or the human quest of creating something different (out of box)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_NFEGw36cI/AAAAAAAABNM/HY4cpL0-8nU/s1600/DSCF0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_NFEGw36cI/AAAAAAAABNM/HY4cpL0-8nU/s640/DSCF0011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A view from a hilly street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I perceived San Francisco city as an open art gallery, where all kinds of artists (architect, designer...) never feel tired of displaying their priceless creations. The people are always eager to admire those creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care until next time more of San Francisco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/san-francisco-most-eco-friendly-city.html"&gt;San Francisco The Most-eco-friendly city- Part-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6325456828664794834?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6325456828664794834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6325456828664794834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6325456828664794834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6325456828664794834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/san-francisco-most-eco-friendly.html' title='San Francisco-The most eco-friendly city(Part-2)'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S-NflvYLjEI/AAAAAAAABJI/fiLujmM1MyQ/s72-c/Picture0321+387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-4848688866009887883</id><published>2010-05-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:45:50.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Humble Respect To All Mothers....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9pgP1ODy6I/AAAAAAAABH4/JqKZQGjbUpI/s1600/Picture0321+228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9pgP1ODy6I/AAAAAAAABH4/JqKZQGjbUpI/s400/Picture0321+228.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;She is a beautiful self taught singer and she is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9pu_43msnI/AAAAAAAABIM/zQIUgfomw_I/s1600/Picture0321+227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9pu_43msnI/AAAAAAAABIM/zQIUgfomw_I/s400/Picture0321+227.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;and women who are wearing the ornament of good nature. I believe it's precious than diamonds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung, the grass has riz, I wonder where's the warm smile is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While traveling back every Friday from my workplace by bus about hundred miles and then by train another hundred, she used to appear in the Bus like a ray of sunshine caring the spring around her. She wears colorful hats that made out of flowers and feathers. And if she is not there my eyes stay busy searching for her. She knows the two bus drivers and their families very well. She asks, what is wrong if one driver in that route is off.&amp;nbsp; She always takes the right side first seat near to the driver and I usually take the seat behind the driver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She talks about&amp;nbsp; how her mother died long ago by a hit and run driver, how she is saving money to visit her old father. How she&amp;nbsp; herself learn to sing. She also talks about election and craw fish. I quietly join with the conversation. She never complains of anything. She sings on the local farmers market around the route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ultimately, though some events live on only in memories. But then, couple of weeks ago my eyes captured her in our local farmer's market. I had heard her voice before in the bus and I heard her singing in the market. I always found her voice is comforting enough like my favorite desert made by my Mom or soft breeze slowly playing with my hair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the beautiful poetry that Blessed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mother_Teresa"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/a&gt; had on the wall in her room in Calcutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="79%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a79470; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-The&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Analysis-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a79470; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...Forgive them anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you are kind,people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: #783f04; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;...Be kind anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;If you are successful,you will win some false friends and some true enemies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: #783f04; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;...Succeed anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...Be honest and frank anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What you spend years building,someone could destroy overnight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...Build anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...Be happy anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The good you do today, people often forget tomorrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...Do good anyway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Give the world the best you have, It may never be enough;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...Give the world the best you got anyway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;You see in the final analysis, it is between you and god;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="left" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;...It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-4848688866009887883?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/4848688866009887883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=4848688866009887883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/4848688866009887883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/4848688866009887883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-humble-respect-to-all-mothers.html' title='My Humble Respect To All Mothers....'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9pgP1ODy6I/AAAAAAAABH4/JqKZQGjbUpI/s72-c/Picture0321+228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7477604744439516674</id><published>2010-04-22T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:40:33.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamestown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8udhF7qbOI/AAAAAAAABFE/RDolhnlcR-A/s1600/Picture0321+284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8udhF7qbOI/AAAAAAAABFE/RDolhnlcR-A/s400/Picture0321+284.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jamestown, ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about a trip to somewhere after a long gap, is surely exciting. I planned early on Saturday morning by making-sure&amp;nbsp; everything is ready; all basic needs for traveling. A friend of my husband also joined with our fun adventures. Oh, I did not mention yet where we are heading. It's the historic Jamestown (California) around&amp;nbsp; two hour east from San Francisco. This town was famous for it's gold mining&amp;nbsp; back in California gold-rush time 1849. As of today it's famous for being historic and&amp;nbsp; providing opportunity for visitors to time-travel back in the history and feel how it was back then. And of course try our luck in finding real gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueEb1gNfI/AAAAAAAABFM/I6oL41lWvpE/s1600/Picture0321+290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueEb1gNfI/AAAAAAAABFM/I6oL41lWvpE/s400/Picture0321+290.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Main st. sidewalk (Jamestown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueZd1bVwI/AAAAAAAABFU/Wh1Jva4-98o/s1600/Picture0321+289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueZd1bVwI/AAAAAAAABFU/Wh1Jva4-98o/s400/Picture0321+289.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The shop for buying equipments for gold prospectors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the time just enjoying the mood of the town and trying to merge myself into the soul of the whole place. I guess the city has become much quieter now as compared to the booming time back in 1849. The miners, their families, the dreams and the hopes, how it would have been when they are all together.&amp;nbsp; Booms come and go, just like tides in the oceans. But the cities stays to tells their never ending stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueyeyviqI/AAAAAAAABFk/Eg3123YvIsw/s1600/Picture0321+299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8ueyeyviqI/AAAAAAAABFk/Eg3123YvIsw/s400/Picture0321+299.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8zQU_dBJrI/AAAAAAAABGg/Rxla7zlC-fg/s1600/Picture0321+295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8zQU_dBJrI/AAAAAAAABGg/Rxla7zlC-fg/s400/Picture0321+295.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8uhqbI0FHI/AAAAAAAABF8/cRswHWkKe6c/s1600/Picture0321+293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8uhqbI0FHI/AAAAAAAABF8/cRswHWkKe6c/s400/Picture0321+293.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9DsTqc3jEI/AAAAAAAABHU/PjPjrRnqNYg/s1600/Picture0321+319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S9DsTqc3jEI/AAAAAAAABHU/PjPjrRnqNYg/s400/Picture0321+319.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gold prospectors are busy digging and experiencing outdoor exercise too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the company of many new friends. Amazingly, I experienced a real 'no stranger' feeling. Also patience is very important when it comes to finding Gold or anything which is precious in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was a spectacular early morning with anticipation of finding gold as well as digging a little deeper into the history and a satisfying evening as I thoroughly enjoyed myself just pottering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Earth Day to you all my dear readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7477604744439516674?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7477604744439516674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7477604744439516674' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7477604744439516674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7477604744439516674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/04/jamestown.html' title='Jamestown!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S8udhF7qbOI/AAAAAAAABFE/RDolhnlcR-A/s72-c/Picture0321+284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7829696900202221394</id><published>2010-04-09T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:06:05.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulip Mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7RA01BcCqI/AAAAAAAABCw/OpZzohHTVeY/s1600/Picture0321+139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7RA01BcCqI/AAAAAAAABCw/OpZzohHTVeY/s400/Picture0321+139.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Tulip (It's looks like flame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7zljyeQefI/AAAAAAAABEQ/V_M7-fKPsbc/s1600/Picture0321+147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7zljyeQefI/AAAAAAAABEQ/V_M7-fKPsbc/s400/Picture0321+147.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hello World It's me- The Tulip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red, Yellow, Yellow with red-lines;Tulips are in season now. They are          gorgeous. This is my first attempt towards planting tulip. I planted them from bulbs. Every week, I was making sure whether the plants are coming or not. Finally I heard the whispering "Hello World". Happy me at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the record, Tulips were brought from Turkey in 1593 and introduced to Dutch. The flower became popular because of its beauty and rarity. People liked tulips so much, back in 1637 in dutch golden age, 12 acres land were offered for one &lt;a href="http://penelope.uchicago.edu/%7Egrout/encyclopaedia_romana/aconite/semperaugustus.html"&gt;Semper Augustus &lt;/a&gt; Tulip bulb.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That period was called "Tulip mania" (Tulips price went extremely high and suddenly collapsed).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a book called "Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds" written by Charles Mackay, a British journalist in the year of 1841, where he mentioned about the Tulip mania and the behavior of the market in a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even there was a event described in the book, where one guy bought a Tulip bulb by trading all of his money. Unfortunately, his wife accidentally cooked the bulb. Oh Dear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seems like recession is getting deeper here in the US. If I looked back the history, there are many brilliant companies started in the recessions. So possibly, our high spirit and creating new hopes to deal with the current recession, will help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly a silly joke of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two cows were talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cow no.1&lt;/b&gt;: "Are you concerned about this mad cow disease?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cow no.2&lt;/b&gt;: "No! It doesn't worry me at all. But then, I'm actually a horse".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7829696900202221394?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7829696900202221394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7829696900202221394' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7829696900202221394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7829696900202221394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/04/tulip-mania.html' title='Tulip Mania!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S7RA01BcCqI/AAAAAAAABCw/OpZzohHTVeY/s72-c/Picture0321+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-8191327241089491522</id><published>2010-03-27T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:22:19.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6hNTxo14zI/AAAAAAAABBg/N6INzT9aZmY/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6hNTxo14zI/AAAAAAAABBg/N6INzT9aZmY/s400/Picture+024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dandelion&amp;nbsp; seed head &lt;br /&gt;I believe this Dandelion would already disappear in the air as I am writing now. I took the picture week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6hMjrWq51I/AAAAAAAABBY/C8u4C1O6wig/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6hMjrWq51I/AAAAAAAABBY/C8u4C1O6wig/s400/Picture+023.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Many dandelion seed head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly this is the last dandelion seed head picture for the season.&amp;nbsp; The dandelion flower head can change into white globular seed head overnight. The &lt;a href="http://www.wildmanstevebrill.com/Plants.Folder/Dandelion.html"&gt;life-cycle&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; of this flower is amazing. It's a common believe that if you blow the dandelion seed head in air, your wish will full fill.&amp;nbsp; Lets pick a Dandelion..make a wish..blow the seeds in air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright sun shine has taken over the cloudy sky. Last couple of weeks the weather has been wonderful. As I am writing this,&amp;nbsp; the days work of the sun has over. But it's not dark yet. I am glad that I have landed on this beautiful planet where the fresh air, now a days smells like smelling a scented flower up-close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6wkE1j6KXI/AAAAAAAABBs/3BmWe8NiT6I/s1600/Picture0321+101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6wkE1j6KXI/AAAAAAAABBs/3BmWe8NiT6I/s400/Picture0321+101.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cherry Blossom are every where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6w1BrHM_yI/AAAAAAAABB4/F5kDP3ymk8o/s1600/Picture0321+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6w1BrHM_yI/AAAAAAAABB4/F5kDP3ymk8o/s400/Picture0321+097.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;These are little late bloomer, but don't worry they are coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking the above picture I was thinking about myself, I born as a premature baby at seven and half month. I learned to walk and talk little late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S61UuHKlfLI/AAAAAAAABCY/5sYAJ8K9irg/s1600/DSCF0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S61UuHKlfLI/AAAAAAAABCY/5sYAJ8K9irg/s400/DSCF0003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today, I found this fellow was quite serious about driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Spring and have a lovely weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-8191327241089491522?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8191327241089491522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=8191327241089491522' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8191327241089491522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8191327241089491522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-spring.html' title='It&apos;s Spring'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6hNTxo14zI/AAAAAAAABBg/N6INzT9aZmY/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-1543070620506131481</id><published>2010-03-21T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:35:26.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A creative week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6a463ym3nI/AAAAAAAAA_0/DPchDp80rqo/s1600-h/Picture0321+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6a463ym3nI/AAAAAAAAA_0/DPchDp80rqo/s400/Picture0321+045.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paper Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After continuous downpour in California,&amp;nbsp; I believe, it's hard to say that this state had been experiencing drought over more than four years. The colors of the plains and&amp;nbsp; mountains have converted into pleasant green, the tall green grass and wild flowers have made their appearance everywhere and of course the fresh mud on sidewalks made me think like a child once again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recently Corner Home was hijacked. I am not sure whether you have experienced the same with your blog or website? I was trying to add a blogger gadget in the blog called nature sound machine which I believe was the source of the problem. I tried to open my blog and after five seconds it redirected to other sites. It was frustrating. I removed the HTML code for that gadget from edit HTML option in the Layout page. The problem solved. I am glad to find the blog back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned the week was creative, I managed myself towards recycling old news papers into paper bags. I made couple of bags. Also, I think origami is creative enough to do once in a while. I tried to make some paper cranes. I found by folding the papers and making something out of it is also relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bNOQdX2mI/AAAAAAAABAc/uYv_T1EoNcg/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bNOQdX2mI/AAAAAAAABAc/uYv_T1EoNcg/s320/Picture+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Old News Paper Bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bO8ZeKXTI/AAAAAAAABAk/vVMZ_Tv-FzI/s1600-h/Picture0321+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bO8ZeKXTI/AAAAAAAABAk/vVMZ_Tv-FzI/s320/Picture0321+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The week has been proved itself a creative week. My hubby also made his effort to make his old computer server super quiet. The server was making lots of noise. Yes Lots. He used a plastic sheet and made a passage from the fans to the processor. &lt;br /&gt;The fans are meant for cooling the server. Also he replaced the fans into more quieter fans. So, Now the server is super quite. So, I can say the noise pollution is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bPRmZlKwI/AAAAAAAABAs/HGRTHrIlFXM/s1600-h/DSCF0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bPRmZlKwI/AAAAAAAABAs/HGRTHrIlFXM/s320/DSCF0027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Server Air Duct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bhEQI6CVI/AAAAAAAABA4/zlZxTWfZg7c/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6bhEQI6CVI/AAAAAAAABA4/zlZxTWfZg7c/s320/DSCF0034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Server with the air duct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we plan for something, but nothing works according to the plans. Rather something very different happened to our favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-1543070620506131481?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1543070620506131481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=1543070620506131481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1543070620506131481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1543070620506131481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/creative-week.html' title='A creative week!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S6a463ym3nI/AAAAAAAAA_0/DPchDp80rqo/s72-c/Picture0321+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7658056785872285366</id><published>2010-03-06T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:03:41.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco-The most eco-friendly city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XPFVEIbUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/vH_hTJ0nQOo/s1600-h/DSCF0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XPFVEIbUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/vH_hTJ0nQOo/s640/DSCF0022.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sculpture of the lady, San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had a chance to visit to San Francisco city. Although the temperature was a bit low but still I had encountered a moderately sunny day. The city has always something new for me even sometimes the same old &lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Albert S Samuels Clock build in 1915. This land mark on Market St. looks like a new discovery for me, even though I have been seeing that clock as a land mark, twenty times. I called it San Francisco vibe.&lt;/b&gt; This time I noticed a brand new landmark, A huge sculpture of a lady had been installed up at Linden. The art had been made using recycled iron rod, chain and wire. It was quite an experience, watching such a huge art work that was so perfectly made. My every visit brings me joy or something new to think about. The old houses with astonishing&amp;nbsp; colors, the Art and architecture.... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the most eco-friendly city in the world, no wonder its been the most green city, dominated by the nature. The city has abundant opportunity for artists, art lovers and someone like me, who appreciate everything, surprises at its every corner. Most of all every kind of Arts and architectures feels at home here. I too feel comfortable here, so it's a indication of me being artist at my heart. who knows some day I might would be a Sculpture artist, may be at my old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XT_dSSecI/AAAAAAAAA9o/x_fgLOGI-6Q/s1600-h/DSCF0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XT_dSSecI/AAAAAAAAA9o/x_fgLOGI-6Q/s400/DSCF0030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ocean Beach, San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After around four miles west in Geary blvd. there is a&amp;nbsp; beautiful beach called Ocean Beach. This particular beach attracts many surfers, because of its strong current. I had my lunch there while enjoying the sky and the sea without anything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes captured many historical as well as newly constructed&amp;nbsp; churches in the city. I found the architecture were amazing and so as the art and design ware eye catching. I am planning another new post about those churches in San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S3zDSsX6PeI/AAAAAAAAA7E/DHVjKIEIo2s/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S3zDSsX6PeI/AAAAAAAAA7E/DHVjKIEIo2s/s320/DSCF0038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4Xg98iUDGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kMb6FofluK0/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4Xg98iUDGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kMb6FofluK0/s320/DSCF0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trolley Bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spider wave like electrical wire, up above the head, used for Trolley buses in San Francisco. &lt;b&gt;The city itself has largest no. of Trolley buses. These buses are entirely pollution free and quieter&lt;/b&gt;. I noticed many more two wheelers, as a comfortable medium for transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XdGEj8GOI/AAAAAAAAA90/o46Kw7khLgw/s1600-h/DSCF0045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XdGEj8GOI/AAAAAAAAA90/o46Kw7khLgw/s320/DSCF0045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco city people prefers to walk a lot, love to use alternate energy source and&amp;nbsp; serious about recycling/reuse . &lt;b&gt;The city contains largest city-owned&amp;nbsp; solar insulation in entire US/Canada. &lt;/b&gt;All of the local peoples contribution and tourist understanding made it one of the most greenest and eco-friendly city in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7658056785872285366?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7658056785872285366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7658056785872285366' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7658056785872285366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7658056785872285366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/03/san-francisco-most-eco-friendly-city.html' title='San Francisco-The most eco-friendly city'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4XPFVEIbUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/vH_hTJ0nQOo/s72-c/DSCF0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7312940229301455367</id><published>2010-02-22T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:37:28.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library Book drop Boxes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4CsTMs_zFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/25lqy_5l0eo/s1600-h/DSCF0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4CsTMs_zFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/25lqy_5l0eo/s400/DSCF0035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eagle library book drop box (Hayward, ca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4Csj9dlq1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/jpg4UXE2brw/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4Csj9dlq1I/AAAAAAAAA7o/jpg4UXE2brw/s400/DSCF0034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Elephant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4CsvP8sdII/AAAAAAAAA7w/FL_hZ6dwR7k/s1600-h/DSCF0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4CsvP8sdII/AAAAAAAAA7w/FL_hZ6dwR7k/s400/DSCF0036.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not have given much thought to library book drop boxes, But I think these book drop boxes are lovely, and worth a posting. I noticed many electric grid supply boxes have been transformed into mural artwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this idea and its implementation a lot. Back home, when I was in high school, always thought that it would be great&amp;nbsp; if the street walls in my hometown painted in vibrant colors and murals instead of some faded and some new advertisements. It took many years for my wishes to fulfill, as of now, I can proudly encounter the murals on the walls of my hometown, instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4M0lt-qx5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Cjc27daZnRk/s1600-h/orissa2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4M0lt-qx5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Cjc27daZnRk/s320/orissa2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A mural on a side walk back home: twin city Cuttack/Bhubaneswer(India)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great works always leaves its signature in our mind. Those artists who volunteer for these lovely art for public display are admirable in all aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4L673Pzd9I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/dlC95VNBPqY/s1600-h/DSCF0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S4L673Pzd9I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/dlC95VNBPqY/s400/DSCF0029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A nice Mural on power sub-panels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wish all the library book-drop boxes would look like some-kind of art.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- I received couple of e-mails about posting some more pictures of Library book-drop boxes.&amp;nbsp; Here are they (All are from Hayward Public Library)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_A3F2WKH4I/AAAAAAAABM4/ouXYGUKxVcE/s1600/Picture0321+451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S_A3F2WKH4I/AAAAAAAABM4/ouXYGUKxVcE/s400/Picture0321+451.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Drive through book-drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S15F1z6yAsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/z8jEASXRtRE/s1600-h/DSCF0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S15F1z6yAsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/z8jEASXRtRE/s400/DSCF0002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am wondering the name of this flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S2TAwa6uzHI/AAAAAAAAA34/74EkYUSUQuw/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S2TAwa6uzHI/AAAAAAAAA34/74EkYUSUQuw/s320/DSCF0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers have decided to bloom overlooking our window. Everyday I saw them blooming little more.&amp;nbsp; Its a beautiful feeling. I think, every flower have unique personalities just like human beings. Doesn't matter whether they are expensive well-known flowers or just some unknown grass or wild flowers but they are all beautiful and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S2S-PNBe13I/AAAAAAAAA3s/m6edf7nFCCo/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S2S-PNBe13I/AAAAAAAAA3s/m6edf7nFCCo/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orange wild Poppy (its widely seen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A simple tips to enhance the atmosphere of&amp;nbsp; your home, in a frugal way is to collect any flowers, leafs and put them in a glass jar with water. That's all and of course enjoy! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;While writing this post I came up with a title named "Flower Power". I searched the name in the internet and found&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flower_power"&gt;Flower Power&lt;/a&gt; was a popular slogan used by American counterculture movement during the late 1960's, as a symbolic action of protest against the Vietnam War. Its originated in Berkeley, California.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S15Hl3O3MdI/AAAAAAAAA18/1jgx1k2ssJM/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S15Hl3O3MdI/AAAAAAAAA18/1jgx1k2ssJM/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S1vQULhl6uI/AAAAAAAAA1I/SVlcdlSokMo/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S1vQULhl6uI/AAAAAAAAA1I/SVlcdlSokMo/s400/DSCF0006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The muddy water in Don Castro Reservoir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside today and took these flowers photos. The reservoir water has became muddy after the continuous downpour. Since the Earth socked up&amp;nbsp; I found many smiling wild flowers.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share some links below, to admire some spectacular wild flowers. The seasons starts around February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calphoto.com/clcwl/table.pdf"&gt;California Wild flower: Table Mountain &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohio-nature.com/Oak-Openings.html"&gt;Ohio Wild flower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.birdmom.net/wildflowersyellow.html"&gt;Wild Flower Identification Guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6646946217181315601?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6646946217181315601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6646946217181315601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6646946217181315601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6646946217181315601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/flower-power.html' title='Flower Power!!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S15F1z6yAsI/AAAAAAAAA1k/z8jEASXRtRE/s72-c/DSCF0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-3502651583953520488</id><published>2010-01-17T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:15:35.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100% Pure Air freshly packed from unpolluted Areas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S1D3tJr9VFI/AAAAAAAAAy0/uAzyMbewgDo/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S1D3tJr9VFI/AAAAAAAAAy0/uAzyMbewgDo/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Ranch in Mission Blvd, Ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Sunday afternoon. A cloudy sky with little windy outside feels like already evening. The weather forecast showing upcoming rains form today to whole week ahead. There you go. So no reason to go out for the rest of the day unless until its an emergency. Sometime its nice to get out of the house and go for a long walk in the reversed forest areas; its the fresh air, the trees, the grass, the bugs on the grass...&amp;nbsp; Well, I believe the more we are well equipped with civilized equipment the more we realize that actually we are close to nature. Today I had a thought popping in my mind which is forcing me to think about it repeatedly. The thought " may be after couple of decades if we want to experience fresh air we have to buy it, packed from unpolluted areas, like bottled water from natural springs". I wish I could have written a since fiction on the basis of this particular thought I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we have already entered into another decade,&amp;nbsp; the awareness has grew within us about our surroundings and environment. We also have been emerging with modern information systems and tools quite rapidly. If I would like to know what is the composition of pure air or say about anything else,&amp;nbsp; I can Google it and get the answer right away. Wow!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After couple of decade we may be well-equipped with all shorts of things from our wish list but I am wondering may be in our corner store, they will have to add a self for bottles of 100% fresh air freshly packed from the most unpolluted areas ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhaling real lean fresh air is quite an experience. The pollution in the Earth already has reached at alarming level. I suspect with the rapid forwarding movement of mankind, we are going to live in a world we are imagining in our movies one day, like Gotham city in Batman, robots will take care of all of our everyday works shown in&amp;nbsp; I, robot and our own clone will be our medical insurance in movie like Island and so on...Also the movie like WALL-E the robot, is a perfect example of our impending future...that the worse we could imagine, the way mankind is moving forward. Believe me, nothing wrong with the moving forward matter but I hope balancing should be the mantra for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the rain has been starting already. Dancing of the raindrop sounds wafted through my windows as I write this post. It feels comfortable and safe when weather starts producing the result its supposed to. Its been more than three years the rainfall amount is below expected in California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-3502651583953520488?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/3502651583953520488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=3502651583953520488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/3502651583953520488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/3502651583953520488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/100pure-air-frishly-packed-from.html' title='100% Pure Air freshly packed from unpolluted Areas!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S1D3tJr9VFI/AAAAAAAAAy0/uAzyMbewgDo/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5553358042882344938</id><published>2010-01-03T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:32:12.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S0GaITyeQJI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ULx2xCtbLao/s1600-h/DSCF0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S0GaITyeQJI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ULx2xCtbLao/s400/DSCF0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Geese are busy in search for food in the patches of melting snow (Lake Tahoe Area, Ca)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Happy New Year to you all!&lt;/div&gt;Holidays has been over far too quickly as the year 2009. A closure analysis of my failure and triumph of last year hope would help me to face the New year quite logically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The geese in the picture are busy in search of food which is precious for them in winter. They are so focused that when I took the picture they have not even distracted by my presence. I have no idea about the year 2010. What is it holding? But I hope the new year would hold all of our desired goals. I believe, by focused search and planned work, we can achieve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5553358042882344938?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5553358042882344938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5553358042882344938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5553358042882344938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5553358042882344938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2010/01/geese-are-busy-in-search-for-food-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S0GaITyeQJI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ULx2xCtbLao/s72-c/DSCF0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-8606327885803208221</id><published>2009-12-30T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:25:35.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Dinner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzrvoO4FwlI/AAAAAAAAAto/ZtYHIFH858Q/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzrvoO4FwlI/AAAAAAAAAto/ZtYHIFH858Q/s640/DSCF0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christmas Tree in San Francisco, Ca &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!. This year we ( me and my husband) had a different experience in the Christmas since we were invited for dinner from a family from Guatemala. well I was a bit grump about attending the dinner since I knew that we were the only outsider. But the thing is the person who invited&amp;nbsp; us to attend his family Christmas dinner was very persuasive. So I don't want to disappoint him and managed to motivate myself to visit his family. the family had a tragedy just three month ago before Christmas. They lost their youngest brother in an accident. That's another reason which motivates me to visit the family since I can at least support them in their terrible time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The family have four sons and two daughters and their kids and the mom who is seventy-nine year old. Its a lovely family. All my hesitation disappears the moment I steeped in to the house and hugged by the mom. I fit right-in like her own daughter. My bad is I do not understand Spanish and obviously I should not expect mom to know English since she has been visited to her sons from Guatemala for 6 month. but Its seems like I got couple of volunteer translates right away (including kids). Each and every family member talked about the brother they lost. They show us his favorite place in his house, his passion...and almost everything about him they remember the exact time in last Christmas he got home from work. how he was a part of their heart. And now...he is not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The only thing after having dinner interests kids most is unwrapping their gifts. Usually they exchange gifts among all cousins. As, they are feeling the heavy atmosphere of the house and also have been noticing their uncle Rafael is crying whom they never saw crying, but still they are bringing the Christmas charm on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas! well, the singing, cooking, eating and crying like chorus or a bit like spices of life. I could not stop myself crying. next day morning I was bit down in my usual mood. I forced myself to plan for a visit to local Fry's store for a camera I was thinking to replace or even a visit to Lake Tahoe for New Year Eve.&amp;nbsp; But nothing seemed like working. Took a deep breadth and thought what is&amp;nbsp; life anyway? Its about living in the planet or living in the memories of loved one?. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a lovely New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-8606327885803208221?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8606327885803208221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=8606327885803208221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8606327885803208221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8606327885803208221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-dinner.html' title='A Christmas Dinner!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzrvoO4FwlI/AAAAAAAAAto/ZtYHIFH858Q/s72-c/DSCF0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-1259705800057610467</id><published>2009-12-16T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:29:37.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A warm smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzkTU_NRetI/AAAAAAAAAr4/55k72so_Arw/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzkTU_NRetI/AAAAAAAAAr4/55k72so_Arw/s400/DSCF0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A view from a ranch on mission blvd,&amp;nbsp; Ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be 10 smile (sometime more then that) I got everyday starts from sidewalks and sometime ends with the smile from the neighbors guest. All are strangers but anyway after all its just a smile. I could not remember one of them. I bet no one could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once in a while in a blue moon we get a warm smile.from a stranger.And want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SynTu7cwknI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sQ11QYT-KH4/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was a cloudy day. I was at the toll gate waiting to pay my toll fee. I slides the car window glass down and stretched my hand with five dollar while thinking something else, to the person standing at the tollgate. I stretched my hand again to get my one dollar return back before my eyes concentrate on the road. I noticed a smile on the face of the man while he was returning back my dollar bill.&amp;nbsp; Yeah a real warm smile which touched&amp;nbsp; my heart. The man was wearing a blue turban which was around 10 inch high. His long white beard was touching his belly. The only visible thing in his face was his long nose and eyes and a warm smile. I looked at his eyes and returned back another smile with warmth (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;The bottom line is, we are still getting pure sunshine, pure water (unless until we are making them impure). Our inner self can still recognize the difference between pure and impure. Then why pretend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-1259705800057610467?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1259705800057610467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=1259705800057610467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1259705800057610467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1259705800057610467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/warm-smile.html' title='A warm smile!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SzkTU_NRetI/AAAAAAAAAr4/55k72so_Arw/s72-c/DSCF0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-1227338321757553670</id><published>2009-12-03T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:41:27.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Gossip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SycFR1RB38I/AAAAAAAAAbA/Q8Tp15YSYQ4/s1600-h/green3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SycFR1RB38I/AAAAAAAAAbA/Q8Tp15YSYQ4/s640/green3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip! Yes, I mean negative gossip. In some point we all do that. At work, at home, in phone...&lt;br /&gt;We don't even care how much energy and time we are spending through gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some folks, gossiping is a daily habit.They usually gossip about their co-worker, family members or neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;Why they gossip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To show (the entire planet if possible) that the person about whom they are talking (gossiping) is less then them in every aspect of life. Also to give a big picture about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is, some folks goes beyond by putting obstacle in the persons path. So, in simple word negative gossip is not a healthy practice for our environment. Its take time, energy and also pollute the positive vibe of the place and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can we stop gossiping? There is no rule like gossiping is prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can we make it green? Yes, Absolutely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we&amp;nbsp; gossip (talk), we can talk about our next green project or how someone can help a needy person without their knowledge or at work lunch time we can spend it by volunteering in the nearest pet shelter....so on... by spending same amount of energy and time we spend in negative gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grown up hesitate to appreciate openly if they like something (may be they do not like anything). We analyze everything microscopically. Are not we?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another green gossip practice is learn to appreciate openly and spread the Eco-friendly message through gossip.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Green Gossiping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y9AGG9K45RNF &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-1227338321757553670?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/1227338321757553670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=1227338321757553670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1227338321757553670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/1227338321757553670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/12/green-gossip.html' title='Green Gossip!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SycFR1RB38I/AAAAAAAAAbA/Q8Tp15YSYQ4/s72-c/green3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7231375535229786000</id><published>2009-11-04T21:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:35:41.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reduce plastic from your household</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Plastic is harmful for everyone and for the Earth. Below there are some tips to reduce plastic from your household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Reduce ballpoint plastic pen-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Keep one pen and pencil in every room where it would be very handy in stead of ten plastic pen in a pen holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Garbage Can- instead of plastic you can use one of the Cardboard box for dry garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;3- Use wood comb Instead of plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Keep some canvas bags or cloth bags for grocery and vegetable shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;You can make a habit of not to bring even a single plastic or paper bag to your house hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;5- Instead of plastic Soap Case re-use one of your glass jar or buy non-plastic case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;6- Avoid buying plastic hair clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7231375535229786000?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/' title='Reduce plastic from your household'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7231375535229786000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7231375535229786000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7231375535229786000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7231375535229786000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/11/reduce-plastic-from-your-household.html' title='Reduce plastic from your household'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-7837436347937302394</id><published>2009-10-29T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:53:07.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S16JqghpN5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/dFUN5uYnui4/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S16JqghpN5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/dFUN5uYnui4/s400/DSCF0003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Welcome to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Corner Home!&lt;/a&gt; I hope to inspire you with fresh eco- ideas, information and my thoughts on anything I stumble upon in my everyday life. I am an IT professional trying to live a greener life one small step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love and learning. &lt;br /&gt;Please share your comments with me as I love to read your thoughts too. If you have any question feel free to e-mail me at mohapatra74@gmail.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thank you for visiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-7837436347937302394?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/' title='About'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/7837436347937302394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=7837436347937302394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7837436347937302394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/7837436347937302394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/about.html' title='About'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/S16JqghpN5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/dFUN5uYnui4/s72-c/DSCF0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-348322948951714680</id><published>2009-10-21T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:34:00.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Chaat!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St-R17owsvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BU_iEb1QSxE/s1600-h/Picture+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St-R17owsvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BU_iEb1QSxE/s200/Picture+107.jpg" /&gt;Green Chaat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Chaat is an Indian snack and famous street food in all over India. Different verity of Chaat can be available and typically its a plate of snack made with potato's, fried dough and spices(cumin, chili, coriander powder ..). Each and every mouthful of chaat has surprising test (its test sweet,  sour may be hot, crunchy, salty... ) because of its layer with different spices and ingredients.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Green Chaat is my version. I tried the recipe many times. Its healthy,  fun to make. The most fun part is you can change the recipe and it can be your version. There is no strict rule. Fun, testy, healthy, quick and easy.. what more we want?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Now the real part....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;What we need:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St_Rddt-SFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0wwZBllTI8o/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St_Rddt-SFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0wwZBllTI8o/s200/DSCF0020.JPG" /&gt;Mung Bean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) 1 cup of Sprouted Whole Mung (Green Gram) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;3) 1 tsp of your choice of green olive or green mango&lt;br /&gt;4) 1 small cucumber diced &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;5) Cilantro leaves (can be mint leaves, or basil leaves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;6) 1 tsp onion (thinly slice)&lt;br /&gt;7) 1 tbsp Plain Yogurt &lt;br /&gt;8) 1/2 tsp Chaat Masala or any seasoning you like&lt;br /&gt;9) Salt, Pepper and lime juice for your taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="4"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;*Chaat Masala can be available in any Indian grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Or  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fry the Cumin seeds and dry Red Chili then grind them together. The end result would be perfect seasoning for chaat and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;its also ideal for using the seasoning in other dishes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St_RQFu0VWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a0G56FRnB9g/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St_RQFu0VWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a0G56FRnB9g/s200/DSCF0013.JPG" /&gt;Cumin Seeds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St_RanCMHoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/LQd8JPlDVUw/s1600-h/DSCF0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SvER0L-8xHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0JWLI4ovyhA/s1600-h/DSCF0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SvER0L-8xHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0JWLI4ovyhA/s200/DSCF0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SuIhEhFnqwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0H71imyvEsQ/s1600-h/DSCF0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--Ground cumin and chili&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add all the above ingredients from no. 1 to no. 9 one by one and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets everyone knows your version&amp;nbsp; of Green Chaat. ( All versions of green chaat recipes are welcome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-348322948951714680?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/348322948951714680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=348322948951714680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/348322948951714680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/348322948951714680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/green-chaat.html' title='Green Chaat!!!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/St-R17owsvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BU_iEb1QSxE/s72-c/Picture+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-8407409245534072433</id><published>2009-10-16T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:53:37.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maldives- Underwater Meeting...</title><content type='html'>... is a warning for all of us. I listened the BBC news on October 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;  about Maldive's president has told his cabinet members for an underwater cabinet meeting later this month. The main propose for this meeting is to show the world about the effect of global worming on low lying countries like Maldive. Maldive is 2  meters above sea level and it's the first country expected to go underwater first because of global warming and climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The rising water level of Indian Ocean will first swallow Maldives. The bottom line, does not matter weather it's the first or last but the result is terrible and created by us. We all knows “percussion is better then cure”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Maldives is a popular tourist destination. The air traffic would be much crowded and so as CO2. If they propose a rule about the number of flight per year, I hope that would be a small percussion for the Island.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are all trying to save our planet by contributing personally and also businesses and companies are going green but still it needs more effort and mindfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SyXRh1OSGlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wu4sZ9FTonM/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="2" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SyXRh1OSGlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wu4sZ9FTonM/s200/DSCF0001.JPG" /&gt;The Packet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Recently, I got a free sample from a natural skincare company in my mail box. I was happy for getting the sample but when I opened it I found a pencil slim 2 inch bottle in a safe packing with &lt;b&gt;more then enough paper&lt;/b&gt;. The packet they send me is 6 x 4 x 1 inch. The packet is too big for such a small bottle. The recycle icon on the packet says this packet is made with 100% recycled paper. &lt;b&gt;So, again even though we made something out of recycled material, should we be wasteful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power of consuming more and having everything, they say its called luxury or comfort. Right? But  what is the cost? Maldives is the popular tourist destination for its rare underwater beauty. It is sad that our behavior of over consuming of everything and wastefulness leads us to a dead end road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consuming less is another way to prevent global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Please consume less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-8407409245534072433?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8407409245534072433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=8407409245534072433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8407409245534072433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8407409245534072433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/maldive-underwater-meeting.html' title='Maldives- Underwater Meeting...'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SyXRh1OSGlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wu4sZ9FTonM/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5520150773485833591</id><published>2009-10-03T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:26:34.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Red Tomato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SvD0VE9f8MI/AAAAAAAAALs/aV0g1dAnM_U/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SvD0VE9f8MI/AAAAAAAAALs/aV0g1dAnM_U/s200/DSCF0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend. Ah......Not really. Buying vegetable for the week, writing, studying........ all included with some extra sleep. Today morning I was on the fruits and vegetable farm where you can pick (u-pick) the vegetables by yourself. I was resting besides a small group of tomato plantation while observing others including my husband. The tomato plants were really big with yellow flower but &lt;b&gt;no tomato had made their appearance yet&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice whispering&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Biig Red&amp;nbsp; Tomaatooo" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice was so crisp and motivating that it made my mind to think about eating big red tomato and also writing this post. I noticed a kid admiring the tomato plant in his way and he is the one who whispered..&lt;i&gt; the big red tomato. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;However, by just watching the tomato "plant" with "flower" he imagines the Big red tomato's in the branch. How wonderful, hopeful, relevant and clear the imagination is?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my point is,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;there are countries where kids are learning how to use weapons instead of learning to read and write. Do they really need to use the weapons....for what propose...for whom? There are people who are programming kids mind in a negative way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;providing a &lt;b&gt;hopeful&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;environment&lt;/b&gt; they imagine better far better and I think by giving them the reverse of course,&amp;nbsp; the imagination would be opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5520150773485833591?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5520150773485833591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5520150773485833591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5520150773485833591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5520150773485833591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-red-tomato.html' title='The Big Red Tomato'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SvD0VE9f8MI/AAAAAAAAALs/aV0g1dAnM_U/s72-c/DSCF0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-5629927748410592297</id><published>2009-09-27T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:13:10.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connection!</title><content type='html'>I always thought ,why I have to see the big Redwood tree on my way to work which is standing proudly before one block from my office?. The answer I found for myself, I am trying to describe here in this post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I believe the only answer for it is Connection. And connection can be in any form. Its depends on “how we connect”,”what is it we connect to”. Please correct me if I am wrong. But its the basic need in life. In our subconscious mind we all knows this. But we never thought about it deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Sr-57p_8XWI/AAAAAAAAADw/k9owx9oMhDc/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Sr-57p_8XWI/AAAAAAAAADw/k9owx9oMhDc/s200/Picture+012.jpg" /&gt;Strawberry Farm on Hwy 84 (california)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I saw a small bird through my window. The next day my eyes were searching for that bird. The very moment I discovered the bird, I felt relieved. Again next day same thing happened. Then I hanged a Bird Feeder in front of my windows. That bird came with bunch of birds.  And all help themselves by eating the grains from the bird feeder. Again I felt more satisfied and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I understood very clearly that I am now connected with that bird . What is a connection actually. When I searched answer from my immature philosophical mind I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Connection is a bridge you build slowly with one subject or object without their knowledge and you feel satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People often connects to a city, their Hometown, can be a  place holds their childhood memories, a tree in their backyard, a Coffee shop, mom's best apple pie may be Jiaozi may be curry. The moment they connect, they want to preserve it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we connect (in a positive way) with everything around us, in other word, I can say more sensitive towards our surroundings, I hope the world will be a better and safe place for generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-5629927748410592297?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/5629927748410592297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=5629927748410592297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5629927748410592297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/5629927748410592297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/connection.html' title='Connection!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Sr-57p_8XWI/AAAAAAAAADw/k9owx9oMhDc/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-6294581249831214137</id><published>2009-09-15T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:28:56.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organic toys a view!</title><content type='html'>The very moment I stepped in to the Junior Museum &amp;amp; Zoo, where they introduce alternative energy in to Kids toys in Palo Alto, California, my eyes were wide OPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SrmqbQjYCsI/AAAAAAAAADI/39C-Bj8xYPQ/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SrmqbQjYCsI/AAAAAAAAADI/39C-Bj8xYPQ/s200/DSCF0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could not believe how brilliant the Idea and the place is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is around 1000 squire feet indoor setting. They made small green city with miniature houses and gardens. The city setting has connected with bicycle wheels with pedals. When kids were paddling the whole city, brighten up with light and small water fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Srmz_1UNXvI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQyleiGWBvQ/s1600-h/DSCF0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Srmz_1UNXvI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQyleiGWBvQ/s200/DSCF0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Srmq291dMEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7CorhOHFA5Q/s1600-h/DSCF0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/Srmq291dMEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7CorhOHFA5Q/s200/DSCF0007.JPG" /&gt;Green City&lt;/a&gt;I noticed there were many organic playing devices for children. Kids were happy like any thing. I hope that one day we all have the houses with big wheel out side, for all of our energy need. I noticed a wall with color full paper note. What would been written on the note? Before asking question to my self, I found my self in front of the wall. I amazed by reading those small notes written by kids playing there. They had written all short of energy saving ideas. The plan and work they are doing to make the planet greener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kids from different ethnicity were so busy with discovering the alternative possibilities of their toys, forgetting their Video games and TV at home .The only expression in their face, I can read is” DO NOT DISTURB ME”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;However, while I was trying to catch the warmth and vibe of the place by written words, unbelievable one small girl with little pink dress surprised me by asking” Can you read this book for me?” I replied,” This is my pleasure”. Now I am no more a stranger for her because I am belongs to HER GREEN PLANET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-6294581249831214137?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/6294581249831214137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=6294581249831214137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6294581249831214137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/6294581249831214137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/organic-toys-view.html' title='Organic toys a view!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SrmqbQjYCsI/AAAAAAAAADI/39C-Bj8xYPQ/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-8637969177511586913</id><published>2009-09-10T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:26:35.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends of Earth!</title><content type='html'>Crackling noise of breaking a coke can make my eyes turn around the direction of the noise source. I was in the gas station putting fuel in my car. I found one old lady lost herself inside of a garbage container, searching for Aluminum cans and bottles,which are not welcome in our earth surface anymore. We (all of us right?)&amp;nbsp; have raise our voice for Global worming already. But again who are throwing those harmful plastics and metals (not me..not me too..then who?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to show my admiration to the old lady for her work. After all she is the one who is collecting them and contributing towards making the Earth a safe place or in other word adding some more years to our Earth Life for future use. By the time I found myself in front of her,she was still busy in her work. Her white hair and wrinkled skin was quietly telling me her years of experience of recycling material from outside garbage, which is dangerous too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I politely admire her by saying , Madam-you are doing a great job. She threw at me a blank look and did not say anything. It seems like she did not understand what I just said or she do not care. I said her again(this time I am conscious about to convey my feelings towards her) -"This is a good thing that you are recycling the cans and plastics". She simply replayed  me back"I am getting money by selling them".&lt;br /&gt;Now I could not stop myself from asking her again how much money she is making from one container?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its seems like she wanted to give me some of her real information,”she said more then Five Dollar from one garbage container”. Great! I said. But do you know you are a true friend of our planet earth?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether she took my appreciation for her or not but I do not like to disturb her any more. We can find these earth friendly people all most every Country. I simply admiring them by saying Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to write comments in this blog,If you know any one who is knowingly or unknowingly contributing to make the Earth live longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/163759761572453412-8637969177511586913?l=cornerhome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/feeds/8637969177511586913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=163759761572453412&amp;postID=8637969177511586913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8637969177511586913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/163759761572453412/posts/default/8637969177511586913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cornerhome.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends-of-earth.html' title='Friends of Earth!'/><author><name>Lipika Mohapatra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397872761971506748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/TIq8G0lqXvI/AAAAAAAABbw/iI6cJspE9s4/S220/DSCF0023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163759761572453412.post-2358945663126462748</id><published>2009-08-20T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:27:31.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle with care!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SyqmcrKuSqI/AAAAAAAAAe0/xUV6Y48bFYU/s1600-h/DSCF0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SyqmcrKuSqI/AAAAAAAAAe0/xUV6Y48bFYU/s320/DSCF0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Curly and wavy coils of root finding their way to breath in the mud slide of Lake Chabot reservation park, Hayward California. The deep reserved jungle with a lake is perfect mach for people who want to appreciate the PLANET GREEN. The curvy road in between the tall(determine to touch the sky) trees, welcome its guest with packages of surprise in its every corner. The surprise can be anything from a heavenly lake view to a mud slid where watching steps is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SqnWWk7R47I/AAAAAAAAAA4/10xGj4TbGfo/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SqnWWk7R47I/AAAAAAAAAA4/10xGj4TbGfo/s200/Picture+066.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Raq0n9hA-zY/SqnWWk7R47I/AAAAAAAAAA4/10xGj4TbGfo/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;A view from Lake Chabot,Hayward(California)&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the gifts from our Earth to enjoy. The place is another canvas for earth, to show its creativity which beyond the imagination. Quiet just naked quiet. But sometime hearing the ducks communication and flurries of Bay leaves crunched underfoot like cornflakes is pleasant like..like seeing your pet after the whole day of work. The air field with the smell of dry bay leaves and eucalyptus. &amp;nbsp; Absent of plastic water bottles, garbage of any kind was an indication of a masterpiece is in a good hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our whole planet supposed to be like the above description. I can say it was. Now what is wrong? We asked question like this before so many times, and love to blame others on this topic. In every family, we have some one to blame in the neighbor. For example-“their kids are throwing plastics in the neighborhood”. My Point is weather it is you or yours or theirs but the Earth has enough to hold. Now global worming is one of its indication of saying “you guys are misusing me”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are writing in our FedEx package “Glass-handle with care”. What about the package that is holding us? Should not we handle the Earth (package) with care?&lt;/b&gt;Our scientist has been searching our neighbors in entire&lt;a href="http://www.sciencenewsforkids.org/articles/20050202/a667_6174.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; Milky Way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are not able to find one like ours yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In my view, I believe Mars was like earth and the current Mars is a dead red planet. We can read all about MARS &lt;a href="http://marsrovers.nasa.gov/home/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our Earth has plenty of what we ‘need’, but it cannot support all our ‘wants’. What we want depends on us. In my view, we are slowly losing the resources to fulfill our basic needs due to the craving to fulfill our wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope we can recover our Earth one day if we can concentrate with our job of handling the earth with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We can all engage in the practical discussion here,about how to handle the Earth with care. 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