///Babies are the sweetest things in the whole world///This statement applies to all species..Be it our own little kiddos or the puppies, kittens, lambs or the calfs.....we come across.They all have this unique resemblance of looking ---oh--so--innocent and cute..
If any of you all dint take a notice of all these little ones...I suggest you do it immediately....
You will be very much surprised to see the beautifull innocence on their faces....It suits them so much..because they arent acting.There is nothing they care for or rather there is nothing they know they should care for....They look like they are so damn helpless and all they know in this world is nothing but wearing that ''damn cute'' look on their faces.I dont think we can single out one little baby saying that it dosent look beautifull.
Babies are beautifull because they are unaware of the realities of the world that they have to live in for the rest of their lives...The more they learn about the rough edges of life, a new face dawns upon them making them less innocent than what they were before.That loss of innocence drives the beauty in them as they grow older...But thank God even if babies grow older, we have a wonderfull lifecycle that lets us see another little one with that -innocent- look....making us say----"cho chweet buddy.."
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Friday, February 25, 2005
"BLOGGER'S PARK.....????"
Who are the people who blog???Why is that there are a whole lot of desperate people who resort to blogging --as a way of expressing themselves???I wouldn't say I did a R&D on this...but hey...I did look through a few blogs...I should say that most of them were absolutely fantastic...
I was surprised to find that most people blogged for the joy of writting.Some people did that because --they just wanted to possess one--It has become some kind of a "property" that they think is a 'must to own' ---and sadly...these blogs had utter crap.
For some, it seemed like blogging was their whole destiny in life..(this one is like....ME!!!)...
And some people blogged because they couldnt find anyone to share their crazy thoughts.....Unknowingly..."I became a victim....of one such kind of blogged thought".Whatever, the reason may be, I find a big crowd bloggin' really fast....and Iam a part of the blog family---so, I won't complain...:)
I was surprised to find that most people blogged for the joy of writting.Some people did that because --they just wanted to possess one--It has become some kind of a "property" that they think is a 'must to own' ---and sadly...these blogs had utter crap.
For some, it seemed like blogging was their whole destiny in life..(this one is like....ME!!!)...
And some people blogged because they couldnt find anyone to share their crazy thoughts.....Unknowingly..."I became a victim....of one such kind of blogged thought".Whatever, the reason may be, I find a big crowd bloggin' really fast....and Iam a part of the blog family---so, I won't complain...:)
Thursday, February 24, 2005
My weight----(*sigh*)
Maintaining my weight has been the biggest problems in my life. I was one of these overfed and really chubby babies.....I was a bit plump during the whole of my school time too....Suddenly, like how you say " pigs grow wings" "dolly became thin"
(For those of u who dunno that my other name is -dolly- please make a note......because half the world knows me by that name only...)
Ok,coming back to how I became thin, I think I excessively walked a part of life --going and coming back from college to home.
I was happy , though because i got this hourglass figure that most heroines had. Sadly, my parents were mad at me for not eating well and straining too much....They felt i got transformed into some sort of a "stick". After that I started my saga of eating once again...but I was very concious that i din't regain my old figure...
Yesterday, when I looked into the mirror, I noticed that I had grown a little more plump....That was an--- alarm ---.....I couldn't let this go on...
I decided that I would walk from Tambaram to Mepz(covansys) everyday--the distance which I used to cover by MTC bus.I walked the entire distance and- that has taken a toll on me...Iam now feeling like a bag of broken bones.....But "something tells me"--that I will start looking my oldself once again---if I manage to complete this--horrendous walking spree..for the next 1 month.
(For those of u who dunno that my other name is -dolly- please make a note......because half the world knows me by that name only...)
Ok,coming back to how I became thin, I think I excessively walked a part of life --going and coming back from college to home.
I was happy , though because i got this hourglass figure that most heroines had. Sadly, my parents were mad at me for not eating well and straining too much....They felt i got transformed into some sort of a "stick". After that I started my saga of eating once again...but I was very concious that i din't regain my old figure...
Yesterday, when I looked into the mirror, I noticed that I had grown a little more plump....That was an--- alarm ---.....I couldn't let this go on...
I decided that I would walk from Tambaram to Mepz(covansys) everyday--the distance which I used to cover by MTC bus.I walked the entire distance and- that has taken a toll on me...Iam now feeling like a bag of broken bones.....But "something tells me"--that I will start looking my oldself once again---if I manage to complete this--horrendous walking spree..for the next 1 month.
Monday, February 21, 2005
Clothes and me>>>
Hey People....Have you ever wondered what the world would be if clothes were not invented..???Well, dont think naughty...The answer is --I wouldnt be talking about it as Iam doing now...//Anywayzz....If it was not for clothes ,it would have been..."asoka leaves" or "banana leaves"...Ok,people, lets not get into the details...
I think clothes and me have this lifelong bondage. Iam crazy about clothes. They attract me like nothing else. Ever since I had been a kiddo , I had been fanatic about stylish clothes.I always preferred classic clothes next to what commoners wore. I always wanted my clothes to stand-out in the crowd..This led me to become a shop-a-holic.When I say that Iam going to shop for clothes--"I mean it"...That involves stepping into every possible store to get the best pick.Also, when I dont actually intend to shop...I end up brutally shopping for clothes..The epic-centre of the problem is --that I just cant resist good clothes....
My mom never gives me money when I go out alone...becoz she is afraid that I will end up buying something.....She often tells me that I should tie a know with a guy having a clothes store.........The truth is----I actually dont mind.....as long as he lets me buy atleast 3 clothes a month.....Thats not a bad deal..right???Just kidding....
I think clothes and me have this lifelong bondage. Iam crazy about clothes. They attract me like nothing else. Ever since I had been a kiddo , I had been fanatic about stylish clothes.I always preferred classic clothes next to what commoners wore. I always wanted my clothes to stand-out in the crowd..This led me to become a shop-a-holic.When I say that Iam going to shop for clothes--"I mean it"...That involves stepping into every possible store to get the best pick.Also, when I dont actually intend to shop...I end up brutally shopping for clothes..The epic-centre of the problem is --that I just cant resist good clothes....
My mom never gives me money when I go out alone...becoz she is afraid that I will end up buying something.....She often tells me that I should tie a know with a guy having a clothes store.........The truth is----I actually dont mind.....as long as he lets me buy atleast 3 clothes a month.....Thats not a bad deal..right???Just kidding....
Friday, February 18, 2005
LIFE.......YAWN!!!!
Hey all. My life cannot get worse than this....I might sound a little too much but I can feel it already.I seem to be doing the same thing everyday.What I really need is some spice...something that will wake me up from this horrible slumber.
From what I deciphered after coming to "covansys"(the company where Iam doing my project) is that I surprisingly find everyone doing the same thing....They come here at 9:00 am, login their systems...have a coffee break , start coding(I presume),go for lunch,start coding again... go for another coffee break...start coding again....and they finally leave home...only to get up again the next morning to come back here and redo the whole process.
Life is so boring if you become a software engineer. There is no energy....and no life in your work space. All that pre-occupies your life is your PC ....You can probably call it an "unlawfully wedded wife". This I find as the most preferred job by millions around the world---all because of the handsome money it provides. ...But when we take time to think...where exactly we are heading..I would say---"absolutely nowhere" . Thats because when a job consumes your entire personal life from dawn to dusk...Its absolutely wastefull.Morover, I find only a handfull who say that they enjoy their work..95% just work for the heck of it.... If thats the case, I really think "Machines are eating a man's life". Still, people prefer to work ....because money has become so important to man......This is so funny....
From what I deciphered after coming to "covansys"(the company where Iam doing my project) is that I surprisingly find everyone doing the same thing....They come here at 9:00 am, login their systems...have a coffee break , start coding(I presume),go for lunch,start coding again... go for another coffee break...start coding again....and they finally leave home...only to get up again the next morning to come back here and redo the whole process.
Life is so boring if you become a software engineer. There is no energy....and no life in your work space. All that pre-occupies your life is your PC ....You can probably call it an "unlawfully wedded wife". This I find as the most preferred job by millions around the world---all because of the handsome money it provides. ...But when we take time to think...where exactly we are heading..I would say---"absolutely nowhere" . Thats because when a job consumes your entire personal life from dawn to dusk...Its absolutely wastefull.Morover, I find only a handfull who say that they enjoy their work..95% just work for the heck of it.... If thats the case, I really think "Machines are eating a man's life". Still, people prefer to work ....because money has become so important to man......This is so funny....
Saturday, February 12, 2005
My Hairstyle
Guys, Here Iam..This time to crap about my hair and the various forms it took since the day I was born.When I was a baby, my mom used to tell me that my hair was some jungle..very curly and totally unmanageable. Then they got my head shaved ...hoping that its intensity would reduce ....This they did ,not because of some custom but because my mom could hardly see my scalp..Surprisingly, my hair took up a much more softer texture after the shaving process.
Nextly, my parents got into some heavy discussion as to what sort of hairstyle I should have. Then they decided to give me the famous "boy cut" . This they did so that it would match my "then" personality of a ROWDY .I was basically one of those bully types...going around bossing everybody, playing rugby on sand , fighting with boys and all that.
As long as I remember, I continued with that short hairstyle for several years..It was really surprising when I had a small fan follwing in school for my hairstyle alone.I still remember one little girl called manju who used to come to me during break time and have lunch with me --and I was flattered from head to toe when she told me that she she likes me because I carried my hairdo with so much funda and glory..Soon it dawned upon me that I should grow my hair..because I was a girl and girls supposedly had long hair..
This was the most difficult part because you will never know what to do with your hair when it is neither too short nor too long. I used to try all sorts of hairstyles to put my hair in the right place only to find it totally blown off out of proportion by the wind by the time I reached school.This got me irritated and I switched back to my old style.
In college , I got popular with my haircut. People used to recognize me in a jiffy when somebody said "the girl with the short hair". Morover , I loved my hairstlyle because it gave me some sort of extra confidence and courage.It felt like I had a crown on my head.... I felt I was different from the other girls who wore the usual plaits.
I was 20 ..and I started getting obsessed with wearing sarees but I somehow felt that my hairstlyle never worked out with salwars or sarees.So, after a lot of thinking, I slowly started growing my hair. That was the most difficult process ,but all my patience has paid off. Today my hair stands a little below my shoulder and Iam able to knot it into a nice pony tail.Even today I feel that something is missing on my head..when my hair is tied back.I miss the way it used to fall on my neck covering my ears, the way it used to fly backwards when the wind hit my face..
I wouldnt say i lost my confidence after growing my hair...but it sure is a different feeling. Now i feel more feminine and more beautifull...(now dont laugh..!!!)Thats me....
Nextly, my parents got into some heavy discussion as to what sort of hairstyle I should have. Then they decided to give me the famous "boy cut" . This they did so that it would match my "then" personality of a ROWDY .I was basically one of those bully types...going around bossing everybody, playing rugby on sand , fighting with boys and all that.
As long as I remember, I continued with that short hairstyle for several years..It was really surprising when I had a small fan follwing in school for my hairstyle alone.I still remember one little girl called manju who used to come to me during break time and have lunch with me --and I was flattered from head to toe when she told me that she she likes me because I carried my hairdo with so much funda and glory..Soon it dawned upon me that I should grow my hair..because I was a girl and girls supposedly had long hair..
This was the most difficult part because you will never know what to do with your hair when it is neither too short nor too long. I used to try all sorts of hairstyles to put my hair in the right place only to find it totally blown off out of proportion by the wind by the time I reached school.This got me irritated and I switched back to my old style.
In college , I got popular with my haircut. People used to recognize me in a jiffy when somebody said "the girl with the short hair". Morover , I loved my hairstlyle because it gave me some sort of extra confidence and courage.It felt like I had a crown on my head.... I felt I was different from the other girls who wore the usual plaits.
I was 20 ..and I started getting obsessed with wearing sarees but I somehow felt that my hairstlyle never worked out with salwars or sarees.So, after a lot of thinking, I slowly started growing my hair. That was the most difficult process ,but all my patience has paid off. Today my hair stands a little below my shoulder and Iam able to knot it into a nice pony tail.Even today I feel that something is missing on my head..when my hair is tied back.I miss the way it used to fall on my neck covering my ears, the way it used to fly backwards when the wind hit my face..
I wouldnt say i lost my confidence after growing my hair...but it sure is a different feeling. Now i feel more feminine and more beautifull...(now dont laugh..!!!)Thats me....
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Final Year project
Final year project is one big headache----This is one truth that has been universally accepted by every engineering student ,I know.More than a headache..u can equal it to some serious migraine, or something as serious as having a tumour in your brain....Now ,lets now not get into the details of "brain study and the possible diseases"or any other medically related terms......because engineering is doing enough good already----why crib about medicine now???!!!!
Coming back to the details and problems involved in doing a final year project.....Firstly, the problem starts with getting into one decent batch...probably comprising of good friends..Secondly, we go about hunting like mad for some possible company....who will gracefully atleast try considering our faces..for the project. Then for all the fuss the company makes about giving an "yes" as a final note of confirmation, we get too tired and start discussing about the latest boom in IT-------(a ta Daaaan--thats the background score )----well, its nothing but "PAID PROJECTS". Yes, then we get together and discuss like never before about the cheapest and the best place..........We then go and pay up a big 500 bucks to them as registration fee and get a synopsis which we later find out that atleast 1000 people in our college have the copy of the same one.
"Rejected" says HOD. So, we go again and tell them we want something unique....only to find out that there is nothing called "unique" in their dictionary and that almost everything is a recap of existing technologies.----(something like our daily serials...)....We think too hard like Einstein about what to do when we suddenly get a call from the company..We are so happy that we jump up and down like monkeys . Sadly the HR guy tells us that we have to go through some Aptitude test ...and Hr interview...
We do it...and the situation becomes really sad when the process filters out your good friend...and allows only you to go about it.Finally with a heavy heart , I step into the company only to get entangled with a bunch of crappy engineering students who dont want to talk to you for some stupid reason...."Nerds" I mumble and carry on with my project..Now, I realised what big changes one final year project can bring to you....I think I have learnt about people and their attitudes through this whole process. I have come to understand how the industry works and who are the blacksheeps with the hood of a rabbit. Now I know what it is to do a final year project ......it sure is a terrible migraine...
Coming back to the details and problems involved in doing a final year project.....Firstly, the problem starts with getting into one decent batch...probably comprising of good friends..Secondly, we go about hunting like mad for some possible company....who will gracefully atleast try considering our faces..for the project. Then for all the fuss the company makes about giving an "yes" as a final note of confirmation, we get too tired and start discussing about the latest boom in IT-------(a ta Daaaan--thats the background score )----well, its nothing but "PAID PROJECTS". Yes, then we get together and discuss like never before about the cheapest and the best place..........We then go and pay up a big 500 bucks to them as registration fee and get a synopsis which we later find out that atleast 1000 people in our college have the copy of the same one.
"Rejected" says HOD. So, we go again and tell them we want something unique....only to find out that there is nothing called "unique" in their dictionary and that almost everything is a recap of existing technologies.----(something like our daily serials...)....We think too hard like Einstein about what to do when we suddenly get a call from the company..We are so happy that we jump up and down like monkeys . Sadly the HR guy tells us that we have to go through some Aptitude test ...and Hr interview...
We do it...and the situation becomes really sad when the process filters out your good friend...and allows only you to go about it.Finally with a heavy heart , I step into the company only to get entangled with a bunch of crappy engineering students who dont want to talk to you for some stupid reason...."Nerds" I mumble and carry on with my project..Now, I realised what big changes one final year project can bring to you....I think I have learnt about people and their attitudes through this whole process. I have come to understand how the industry works and who are the blacksheeps with the hood of a rabbit. Now I know what it is to do a final year project ......it sure is a terrible migraine...
After B.E????
I somehow keep getting funny dreams about what i would be a couple of years from now...Before getting into all that , i think i basically dont know why i did a full fledged course in B.E ...without really knowing what it actually meant.Anywayz..now that everything is over , i thought i should do a research on what i would be doing next..
If you ask me what plans i have.....i would say..that i want to enroll myself in a teachers training course(not that i really need one)..but i prefer teaching these little cracked up kids some good english and science. But to catch up with my committments and that of my parents, i think i should get into some profession that gives me good money.Well, as of now, i dont possess anything except a B.E(cse) degree...that dosent mean that iam a "master" in cse...but to some extent, that means iam an eligible engineer...
The next horrendous task deals with getting into some deserving job that will engagage me for a couple of years as an engineer..that implies being a full fleged member of freshersworld.com, naukri.com..and some crazy yahoogroups too.That is what exactly i have been doing in the last couple of days. I have been in this full spree of sending my resume to all the possible email addresses i can catch hold of-------regardless of whether or not i satisfy their terms and conditions.Well, u would ask me--"why this desperatism???"....cmon, i need to be getting responsible as i grow old ..right----like earning my own money, housing my ownself , feeding myself and all that...
Trying to be responsible is a big job by itself..and its driving me crazy,already. Iam at my wits end...These stupid job sites have a couple of pages asking us to fill our details , our resumes and all that----only to finally crash with a message saying "sorry, there was a failure in your registration"....cmon, do they think we are jobless or something ??? (althought that is partially the truth). To come to a conclusion about this, i thought i should put an end to all this and loosen up a bit...so that i can gear up myself to do the whole process again....!!!!!!
If you ask me what plans i have.....i would say..that i want to enroll myself in a teachers training course(not that i really need one)..but i prefer teaching these little cracked up kids some good english and science. But to catch up with my committments and that of my parents, i think i should get into some profession that gives me good money.Well, as of now, i dont possess anything except a B.E(cse) degree...that dosent mean that iam a "master" in cse...but to some extent, that means iam an eligible engineer...
The next horrendous task deals with getting into some deserving job that will engagage me for a couple of years as an engineer..that implies being a full fleged member of freshersworld.com, naukri.com..and some crazy yahoogroups too.That is what exactly i have been doing in the last couple of days. I have been in this full spree of sending my resume to all the possible email addresses i can catch hold of-------regardless of whether or not i satisfy their terms and conditions.Well, u would ask me--"why this desperatism???"....cmon, i need to be getting responsible as i grow old ..right----like earning my own money, housing my ownself , feeding myself and all that...
Trying to be responsible is a big job by itself..and its driving me crazy,already. Iam at my wits end...These stupid job sites have a couple of pages asking us to fill our details , our resumes and all that----only to finally crash with a message saying "sorry, there was a failure in your registration"....cmon, do they think we are jobless or something ??? (althought that is partially the truth). To come to a conclusion about this, i thought i should put an end to all this and loosen up a bit...so that i can gear up myself to do the whole process again....!!!!!!
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Animals-my first love
Guys im back. Here goes a simple warning for those of you who hate animals---"plz try not to read this entry, u may actually end up hating me"....
For the others , here i go. In my opinion, animals are the most cutest creatures invented by God .I dont really remember how i started my whole affair with animals. Maybe, if i look way back into my history, i think it all started when my dad got me a dog named MOPHY, and she was a Dacshund.-(Now , dont start wondering what that word was.....Dacshund is just another breed of dog like a pomeranian , which i presume is the only breed known by a majority of us..ok , maybe Alsation also...forget it ...) She was the sweetest of the sweetest of the things in the world. You wont beleive ..she was a very obedient and a disciplined dame...worse than an army guy.
After that, she had to leave us for some stupid reason becoz we shifted our house and the president of the flat yelled at my dad saying...."no Dogs here---only Humans". From then on, we(meaning me and my sis) brought in a variety of creatures in our house just to show the people in our flat that we are strong enough to rebel their crazy rules.The next one to come in was a little parrot named Anjali, following which we had two rabbits named Joe and Jane...We also raised 2 baby squirrels which fell out of their nest ( we dint name them coz they looked like siamese twins and we thought we would end up calling the squirrels with the wrong name..). We also had a brief relationship with a pigeon , which we later released into the sky.Thus me and my sis were smart enough to let in a whole bunch of "national geographic creatures" into our flat except dogs bcoz of the rule which said---"no dogs".
Once we had shifted homes, the new animal--"the dog" took entry into our lives, once again.We had a lovely time with our Alsation -Pomeranian cross dog named "AISHU" short for Aishwaryan--(You guessed it---Aishwarya Rai was crowned miss world that time) . After Aishu took leave , we bought a Lhasapsos---a chinese breed (they say..dont ask me who!!!) whose name is "LOVELENE". I know you are looking at me to ask me why the hell i give such idiotic names to my pets...i should be naming them some terry, blacky, brownie, tomy and stuff...hey hold on, when Sridevi called her puppy "subramani" in Moondram pirai / Sadma why shouldnt i name them like this............anywayz that really isn't the reason...The story behind each name will be unfolded to you guys soon...
Ok now coming to the point, lovelene is the dog living with us right now....she just not lives in our house ..she rules !!!Yesterday, i housed a little kitten becoz she was abandoned ...and today i took time to find a home for her.....And there are 5 more stray dogs which absolutely adore us..they are Moon, Spoon, Michael, kutta and her two unnamed pups....Its very sad , Moon is no more with us..I think that was enough from me to get on your nerves....Well, that's me. i absolutely adore animals...i can do anything for them....Well, to conclude , i forgot to mention one more animal which really makes me look back---" The predator, the killer -------MAN"...who else????Ha Ha Ha
For the others , here i go. In my opinion, animals are the most cutest creatures invented by God .I dont really remember how i started my whole affair with animals. Maybe, if i look way back into my history, i think it all started when my dad got me a dog named MOPHY, and she was a Dacshund.-(Now , dont start wondering what that word was.....Dacshund is just another breed of dog like a pomeranian , which i presume is the only breed known by a majority of us..ok , maybe Alsation also...forget it ...) She was the sweetest of the sweetest of the things in the world. You wont beleive ..she was a very obedient and a disciplined dame...worse than an army guy.
After that, she had to leave us for some stupid reason becoz we shifted our house and the president of the flat yelled at my dad saying...."no Dogs here---only Humans". From then on, we(meaning me and my sis) brought in a variety of creatures in our house just to show the people in our flat that we are strong enough to rebel their crazy rules.The next one to come in was a little parrot named Anjali, following which we had two rabbits named Joe and Jane...We also raised 2 baby squirrels which fell out of their nest ( we dint name them coz they looked like siamese twins and we thought we would end up calling the squirrels with the wrong name..). We also had a brief relationship with a pigeon , which we later released into the sky.Thus me and my sis were smart enough to let in a whole bunch of "national geographic creatures" into our flat except dogs bcoz of the rule which said---"no dogs".
Once we had shifted homes, the new animal--"the dog" took entry into our lives, once again.We had a lovely time with our Alsation -Pomeranian cross dog named "AISHU" short for Aishwaryan--(You guessed it---Aishwarya Rai was crowned miss world that time) . After Aishu took leave , we bought a Lhasapsos---a chinese breed (they say..dont ask me who!!!) whose name is "LOVELENE". I know you are looking at me to ask me why the hell i give such idiotic names to my pets...i should be naming them some terry, blacky, brownie, tomy and stuff...hey hold on, when Sridevi called her puppy "subramani" in Moondram pirai / Sadma why shouldnt i name them like this............anywayz that really isn't the reason...The story behind each name will be unfolded to you guys soon...
Ok now coming to the point, lovelene is the dog living with us right now....she just not lives in our house ..she rules !!!Yesterday, i housed a little kitten becoz she was abandoned ...and today i took time to find a home for her.....And there are 5 more stray dogs which absolutely adore us..they are Moon, Spoon, Michael, kutta and her two unnamed pups....Its very sad , Moon is no more with us..I think that was enough from me to get on your nerves....Well, that's me. i absolutely adore animals...i can do anything for them....Well, to conclude , i forgot to mention one more animal which really makes me look back---" The predator, the killer -------MAN"...who else????Ha Ha Ha
Saturday, January 22, 2005
meet me
hi there everyone. iam inaugurating my first ever post tday. the ones i posted earlier was just to check if my blog really works...Its really unbeleivable when there is something as easy as blgspot tht helps u create ur own personal journal....well, all thanks to one of my seniors Kartik kannan.His was the first blog I browsed. It was really cool.I should say i was totally and fatally inspired to create my own too. For those who have accidentally viwed my so called profile, I have already mentioned that I own 9 diaries. I presume tht i have been into this habit of diary writting since my 7th grade. Since then the "writting bug "never intended to leave me alone. Every time it bites me, i take a pen and make an entry into my diary . The saddest part of maintaining a diary is- it is really horrible to re-read your old entries...I bet you will be too embarrased and wonder half the time-"why did i ever write like tht...was tht me anywayz...???" The handy work of my bug led me to write stories, poems, essays...and all the other possible writting stuff. I think i hate using technical english in my writting. I like it more if it gave either a funny or a emoting feeling. The whole point is "when i laugh , u laugh" and and "when i cry ,u cry". thats what I call good writting.
Friday, January 21, 2005
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