This is the article I wrote for journalism assignment. I thought I could post it.btw all the tips mentioned below was given by my friends whom I think have a god sense of style.Im a fashion criminal.the inputs for the gal’s section was given by samyuktha nad reshma(fashionistas) and for the guys part sid helped me out thanks sam ,sid and reshma.
Hello,
This is RPDU, and I will be your fashion guru for the next three weeks. before I share valuable details regarding the most pocket friendly places in the city I will first give you a crash course on "identifying clothes" .
Well all of us wear fabrics ,we consider clothes but are we doing justice to our personality?.If you are one of those hypocrites who think clothes have nothing to do wit the kind of person .please takes my advice and slap your self. Then go do some research on the net.The first impression a stranger forms about you is formed within the first three seconds of your encounter. Now imagine if you are going to meet your future journalism lecturer/spouse/next president/mother-in -law somewhere. and you are shabbily dressed.? Now if you. Really want to look good and make that impression rite then read on.
Here I will be giving guys and gals some gr8 tips so tat you can dress to impress
HAIR CARE:
gals:try new hairstyles which suit you face. You can color you hair or streak it. But understand that red/blue streaks .don’t make you look cool. They make you look like a page from a two year olds drawing book instead. Most fancy hair styles and process like coloring straightening need high maintenance. .so if you can’t spend time wit your manes just go in of a normal straight cut or layer cut. Don’t forget to condition your hair. a good diet is needed for long flowing mane .to watch wat you eat.
Guys:well you can try spikes ,coloring or even grow your hair. The close cropped military cult make us wonder whether the stylist used a lawn mover Instead of a trimmer.btw it dosent make you look like khaka-khaka surya.
clothes:
gals:"dress code in our college so we cant dress properly"is not an excuse. Innovation is your mantra. You can convert your mom's old saris to hep kurtis.go green and use cotton fabrics as much as possible.cootn clothes make you look dignified and professional.play wit colours this season.you can spice up your normal old kurtas wit harem pants.play wit colours.you can use shades of red.greem orange,blues ect .they make your clothes more vibreant.use stole's instead of your long flowing dupattas which resemble bed sheets.bling is uncool. For college its simple and trendy that stands out .don’t wear tight fitting, figure hugging clothes. Similarly don’t go in for clothes that are not your size.mix and match is the ony other option if you cant buy one new dress a week.
guys:you can go in for checked shirts go well wit lightly faded jeans. Boot cuts are old now. But for college normal pants wit shirts look good .don’t get inspired by kangaroos and wear pants and shirts wit too many pockets. Sadly you end up looking like one in clothes wit too many pockets.try pink if you want a metro sexual look .select your shirts based on your skin colour .your belt should not resemble the one awarded to wwe champions. Choose something chic.
foot wear:
gals:
you are not Cinderella and college is not a ball room. So avoid high heels..College is not your living room so avoid flip flops and chappals .go in for sandals and slip-ons.make sure you foot wear is comfortable. Slippers wit stone works are surely going to go unnoticed.Guys:no white coloured shoes plzzzzzzzz.they are custom made for M.G.R.CHAPPLS ARE ALLOWED ONLY IF you HAVE PAINTED YOUR TOES NALIS PINK.ACCESSIORES:GALS;YOU CAN BUY JUTE EARINGS AND ACCESSORIES..THEY ARE TRENDY AND CHIC. Avoid heavy gold jewelry to college. Jute is an healthy alternative. Don’t go in for glittery stuff and tooo much plastic.pink nail polish is boring.try new colors like green blue ect.jute bags are cool.
In the next article I will divulge vital information on where to find clothes and accessories in the city .so keep reading and keep shopping
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Ten ways to spend a boring lecture hour
you hate that subject.Sitting through an hour of lecture is going to be a pain.well you could have bunked but its too late to escape now. here are some suggestions to spend a boring lecture hour happily.BTW applicable for last benchers like me .If you are a first bencher then you wont be rerading my blog ,you will be busy googling something stupid like effects of recession on the economy or thinking about story ideas for the journL
10.play tic-tac -toe/word building wit the person sitting next to you
9.make sure the lecturer catches you yawning and observe the reaction on his/her face(depends on the lecturer ,if he/she is strict then you must be brave enough to face the consequences)
8.write "sri rama jayam" 108 times and start praying that you pass this paper
7.write a poem
6.go to sleep and dream
5.feel sad for the person sitting next to you who is making notes Nd studying and cry bitterly
4.send telepathic signals to your best friend sitting in next class or look out of the window and hope you spot an UFO or alien
(beware at times its difficult to differentiate between the ones sitting next to you from the ones from outer space,but you can master this skill wit a little bit of practice)
3.pretend you are suffering from a stomach ache/head ache/brain tumor/blood cancer .Pretend you are possessed by your grand uncles ghost.
2.make a list of all the mistakes you commit ed in your life and mail the copy to your mom/dad.girl friend/boy friend/pet dog.
1.decide to listen to the class for a change and then change your decision
10.play tic-tac -toe/word building wit the person sitting next to you
9.make sure the lecturer catches you yawning and observe the reaction on his/her face(depends on the lecturer ,if he/she is strict then you must be brave enough to face the consequences)
8.write "sri rama jayam" 108 times and start praying that you pass this paper
7.write a poem
6.go to sleep and dream
5.feel sad for the person sitting next to you who is making notes Nd studying and cry bitterly
4.send telepathic signals to your best friend sitting in next class or look out of the window and hope you spot an UFO or alien
(beware at times its difficult to differentiate between the ones sitting next to you from the ones from outer space,but you can master this skill wit a little bit of practice)
3.pretend you are suffering from a stomach ache/head ache/brain tumor/blood cancer .Pretend you are possessed by your grand uncles ghost.
2.make a list of all the mistakes you commit ed in your life and mail the copy to your mom/dad.girl friend/boy friend/pet dog.
1.decide to listen to the class for a change and then change your decision
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
BOOKS BOOKS BOOKS
This is something I always wanted to do for my friends. This a peek into wat my friends are good at doing and wat makes them special. Now if each of my friend wrote a book wat would it be called??Read on to find out.btw I ve made a list of all my friends who frequent my blog. So if your name is not in this post plz ask me about your book name when I meet you:
YAMS:
1. Stocks, Market and Coffee, Rs 290 +taxes
2. Diaries of a teenager Rs 450 (all characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblances to people or places is coincidental)
3. Swathi the gr8/genius: a biography Rs 999 only
4. How to generate stress??????? Rs.340only
5. Clean your room in a day Rs.200 only
6. Romantic poems(not for sale)
Choo-choo:
1. God is gr8
2. God is gr8-2
3. Funny answers to irritate people
4. Guide to better English (spellings, pronunciation also includes a CD wit choo-choo’s peter)
5. Im a peter, you can b one too
6. How to create a computer virus (not for sale)
7. SWathi Paul: my inspiration in life
Pree:
1. Hair ,make-up and mascara
2. How to live on high heels
3. Child psychology (not for sale ,cos its about her behavior)
4. Recipies that kill (personal experience)
5. The frog and the pond (remember the news paper)
6. Nehru dynasty: myth and reality (no one knows the Nehru’s better than pree)
7. Pretty Paul: the most graceful person alive
Sam:
1. Gr8 things come in small packages
2. Jive and salsa: dancing alone
3 .scott and scrabby tales
4.maapu vacchitanya appu(our true stories)
Kalps:
1.show off( the vetti scene guide)
2. brushing the brush(hair care guide)
3. aayya and paaya
4.EEEEEEEEEEEEEE-man
SHRIYA:
1.tribal dressing made simple
2.wat not to wear and how to flaunt it
3.disecting your boy friend(relationship advice)
4.soul curry(cook book)
HARI PRIYA:
1.top your class in two weeks(i have a copy)
2.kolam
3.boring things made intresting(includes how to stay awake in class,take notes,work in anna fm ect ect)
4.good girls dictionary(happens ,i have such friends)
LANCELOT:
1.world's most dangerous man
2.learn spanish in 7 days
3.taureans are gr8(its about me)
4.liar to lawyer(the transition was not easy)
5.SWATHI PAUL:the best blogger alive
6.tickle me to death
KARTHIK:
1.gone in 69 seconds(one-sided love stories)
2.how not to narrate a story(incl. the lorror story blog)
SENIOR KARTHIK:
1.super singer(includes a CD of his songs )
2.initiating people to blogging
3.seven easy steps to a happy living
4.autobiography of a blogger
5.SWATHI PAUL:the best junior in the world
JUSTIN :
1.photos that tell tales
2.I'm a taurean ,just like swathi
3.friends,B'days and hostel life
4.how to keep quite when people irritate you( i think you are really tolerant Nd patient)
5.NITT:an insiders story
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
YAMS:
1. Stocks, Market and Coffee, Rs 290 +taxes
2. Diaries of a teenager Rs 450 (all characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblances to people or places is coincidental)
3. Swathi the gr8/genius: a biography Rs 999 only
4. How to generate stress??????? Rs.340only
5. Clean your room in a day Rs.200 only
6. Romantic poems(not for sale)
Choo-choo:
1. God is gr8
2. God is gr8-2
3. Funny answers to irritate people
4. Guide to better English (spellings, pronunciation also includes a CD wit choo-choo’s peter)
5. Im a peter, you can b one too
6. How to create a computer virus (not for sale)
7. SWathi Paul: my inspiration in life
Pree:
1. Hair ,make-up and mascara
2. How to live on high heels
3. Child psychology (not for sale ,cos its about her behavior)
4. Recipies that kill (personal experience)
5. The frog and the pond (remember the news paper)
6. Nehru dynasty: myth and reality (no one knows the Nehru’s better than pree)
7. Pretty Paul: the most graceful person alive
Sam:
1. Gr8 things come in small packages
2. Jive and salsa: dancing alone
3 .scott and scrabby tales
4.maapu vacchitanya appu(our true stories)
Kalps:
1.show off( the vetti scene guide)
2. brushing the brush(hair care guide)
3. aayya and paaya
4.EEEEEEEEEEEEEE-man
SHRIYA:
1.tribal dressing made simple
2.wat not to wear and how to flaunt it
3.disecting your boy friend(relationship advice)
4.soul curry(cook book)
HARI PRIYA:
1.top your class in two weeks(i have a copy)
2.kolam
3.boring things made intresting(includes how to stay awake in class,take notes,work in anna fm ect ect)
4.good girls dictionary(happens ,i have such friends)
LANCELOT:
1.world's most dangerous man
2.learn spanish in 7 days
3.taureans are gr8(its about me)
4.liar to lawyer(the transition was not easy)
5.SWATHI PAUL:the best blogger alive
6.tickle me to death
KARTHIK:
1.gone in 69 seconds(one-sided love stories)
2.how not to narrate a story(incl. the lorror story blog)
SENIOR KARTHIK:
1.super singer(includes a CD of his songs )
2.initiating people to blogging
3.seven easy steps to a happy living
4.autobiography of a blogger
5.SWATHI PAUL:the best junior in the world
JUSTIN :
1.photos that tell tales
2.I'm a taurean ,just like swathi
3.friends,B'days and hostel life
4.how to keep quite when people irritate you( i think you are really tolerant Nd patient)
5.NITT:an insiders story
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
My Life
Every day is a new beginnning.cliche i unerstand,but these days im finding it difficult to express my self.this is how most of my days are spent.it is a list of my moods and a record of my stupidity.
"i don't want to go to college "day:
usually a monday/assessment /presentation day.also when any one of my friends don't come i haet going to college.on these days my gran will have to force me out of the bed.i wear crushed clothes and broken clutches.these are the days i snap back at ppl and head straight to the canteen for coffee after the first hour.
"i love myself" day:
usually a Tuesday .the non controversial days wit no electronic hour.I'm neatly dressed and wear my fav. banana clip.I'm my usual "clowny"self.givin ppl valuable advice.plus i cant keep my mouth shut at class and amitash/adithya/vijay trying to make me sound like a fool.these are the days i sit and post something on my blog.i wont orkut.and these are the days ppl tell me i look good and shoul dress like this daily.
"Wat have i done wit my life??????????" day:
horrible days when i feel like a loser and hate myself for something i did/had done.i will try my best to sound happy.But pree and choo find out and ask me"WATS wrong wit you?????why are you not talking???????"on these days i sign in to msgr .thees are the days ill reply even to forwards.ill call up yams and talk to her.ill try to start a nice converasation wit my mom about her view on the sri lankan issiue or something vague like how jehangir died ect.ill convince myself that every thing is fine and fall asleep.
"love my friends/family "day:
these are the days i plan and do something special for my friends/family.the most dangerous day for others cos try new dishes in the kitchen and force it down my bro's throat.plus these are the days i talk sense,when choo remarks"never knew you could talk so much sense". i love these days.these are the days i get a good nights sleep.wish every day was like this.and it was one such day i helped pree on nehru dynasty.
"i want to do something gr8/mega/fantastic" Day:
well i will start off perfectly well wit me making gr8 plans about various things like
1. go to anna FM(i can c the entire sangam giggling)
2.internship
3.change my college
4.top the class in the next test(at least in the next sem.)
5.stop canteening
6.protect all the orphan kids
it usually some impractical stupid plan ,which I'm sure is never going to work.but still i wont stop planning .ill partner wit anyone of my friends in the sangam,usually its gullible little(literally) sam.we discuss about it so much but finally the next day we forget the mega plan and sit and yap in the canteen.This habbit of mine irritates choo .choo gives this"omg!!!!!!!she never learns" expression .And thinks to herself this is the best way ot waste time.i can read you thoughts choo.
"i will talk sense" day:
the days when i get appreciated for being sensible.happens rarely don't worry.
"i need a better tomorrow" day
actually every day ends wit me hoping for a better tomorrow both for me and the world around me.
"i don't want to go to college "day:
usually a monday/assessment /presentation day.also when any one of my friends don't come i haet going to college.on these days my gran will have to force me out of the bed.i wear crushed clothes and broken clutches.these are the days i snap back at ppl and head straight to the canteen for coffee after the first hour.
"i love myself" day:
usually a Tuesday .the non controversial days wit no electronic hour.I'm neatly dressed and wear my fav. banana clip.I'm my usual "clowny"self.givin ppl valuable advice.plus i cant keep my mouth shut at class and amitash/adithya/vijay trying to make me sound like a fool.these are the days i sit and post something on my blog.i wont orkut.and these are the days ppl tell me i look good and shoul dress like this daily.
"Wat have i done wit my life??????????" day:
horrible days when i feel like a loser and hate myself for something i did/had done.i will try my best to sound happy.But pree and choo find out and ask me"WATS wrong wit you?????why are you not talking???????"on these days i sign in to msgr .thees are the days ill reply even to forwards.ill call up yams and talk to her.ill try to start a nice converasation wit my mom about her view on the sri lankan issiue or something vague like how jehangir died ect.ill convince myself that every thing is fine and fall asleep.
"love my friends/family "day:
these are the days i plan and do something special for my friends/family.the most dangerous day for others cos try new dishes in the kitchen and force it down my bro's throat.plus these are the days i talk sense,when choo remarks"never knew you could talk so much sense". i love these days.these are the days i get a good nights sleep.wish every day was like this.and it was one such day i helped pree on nehru dynasty.
"i want to do something gr8/mega/fantastic" Day:
well i will start off perfectly well wit me making gr8 plans about various things like
1. go to anna FM(i can c the entire sangam giggling)
2.internship
3.change my college
4.top the class in the next test(at least in the next sem.)
5.stop canteening
6.protect all the orphan kids
it usually some impractical stupid plan ,which I'm sure is never going to work.but still i wont stop planning .ill partner wit anyone of my friends in the sangam,usually its gullible little(literally) sam.we discuss about it so much but finally the next day we forget the mega plan and sit and yap in the canteen.This habbit of mine irritates choo .choo gives this"omg!!!!!!!she never learns" expression .And thinks to herself this is the best way ot waste time.i can read you thoughts choo.
"i will talk sense" day:
the days when i get appreciated for being sensible.happens rarely don't worry.
"i need a better tomorrow" day
actually every day ends wit me hoping for a better tomorrow both for me and the world around me.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Saint Or Sinner
This week was gr8.Actually i got to meet a lot of new people. Both inside and outside college.i made lots of new friends and adopted a naai kutti(puppy)in my college as my niece,she is called coffee.she is the brand ambassador for the peters gang.
Well i got an sms MSG this week which literally changed the way i looked at myself and the ppl around me.it said"every saint has a past and every sinner a future"
Sinners are important to the world just like the saints are.
A saint cannot exist with out a sinner. its only b'cos of these ppl the saints get respect.Wat would a saint do in a world devoid of evil. so according to me the sinners are the ones who employ the saints.they give saints an opportunity to prove their saintly virtues.saints cannot exist without sinners.
coming to the point.At times all of us in our life would have regretted something we did.It might be a trivial issue or something gr8.but guilt is a horrible feeling.It makes you feel like a sinner.And except for ppl who live in a lunatic asylum most ppl would tell you its not good to be a sin.Sin synonymous with hell.
Talking about hell i always picture hell as this place where humans are chopped into small pieces and marinated in shakti masala then fried in goldwinner sunflower oil.So hell resembles more like a fast food joint to me .
but that is not hell.It is a popular misconception spread by some insane sinner.Hell is something we create ourselves. its something inside us.Its this feeling when you are not comfortable living inside your own body.That's Wat makes guilt the most horrible of all bad feelings.It eats you away slowly.even if you are not marinated in shkti masala and deep fried in gold winner oil.Nothing about you remains after somethime.that's when you feel this void inside yourself.Most sinners have this void.They are hollow.
Its different for saints.Its beauty and happiness they sow.they never feel lost or lonely .I remember something that my guru paulo coehlo once said:
"In his or her life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant. Builders may take years over their tasks, but one day they will finish what they are doing. Then they will stop, hemmed in by their own walls. Life becomes meaningless once the building is finished. Those who plant suffer the storms and the seasons and rarely rest. Unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And by its constant demands on the gardener’s attention, it makes the gardener’s life a great adventure.”
-coelho ,Brida
It OK to be a sinner.But its always gr8 to be a saint.
Well i got an sms MSG this week which literally changed the way i looked at myself and the ppl around me.it said"every saint has a past and every sinner a future"
Sinners are important to the world just like the saints are.
A saint cannot exist with out a sinner. its only b'cos of these ppl the saints get respect.Wat would a saint do in a world devoid of evil. so according to me the sinners are the ones who employ the saints.they give saints an opportunity to prove their saintly virtues.saints cannot exist without sinners.
coming to the point.At times all of us in our life would have regretted something we did.It might be a trivial issue or something gr8.but guilt is a horrible feeling.It makes you feel like a sinner.And except for ppl who live in a lunatic asylum most ppl would tell you its not good to be a sin.Sin synonymous with hell.
Talking about hell i always picture hell as this place where humans are chopped into small pieces and marinated in shakti masala then fried in goldwinner sunflower oil.So hell resembles more like a fast food joint to me .
but that is not hell.It is a popular misconception spread by some insane sinner.Hell is something we create ourselves. its something inside us.Its this feeling when you are not comfortable living inside your own body.That's Wat makes guilt the most horrible of all bad feelings.It eats you away slowly.even if you are not marinated in shkti masala and deep fried in gold winner oil.Nothing about you remains after somethime.that's when you feel this void inside yourself.Most sinners have this void.They are hollow.
Its different for saints.Its beauty and happiness they sow.they never feel lost or lonely .I remember something that my guru paulo coehlo once said:
"In his or her life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant. Builders may take years over their tasks, but one day they will finish what they are doing. Then they will stop, hemmed in by their own walls. Life becomes meaningless once the building is finished. Those who plant suffer the storms and the seasons and rarely rest. Unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And by its constant demands on the gardener’s attention, it makes the gardener’s life a great adventure.”
-coelho ,Brida
It OK to be a sinner.But its always gr8 to be a saint.
Monday, December 29, 2008
My Corner Of The World
I’m a woman. At least that’s what the people in this corner of the globe call creatures created like me. I’m a child bearing machine .Education is not for lesser known beings like me. Men are Beings I help create, nurture and protect. Those beings who make my life miserable. It is the same blood and flesh. But the difference is hidden somewhere beneath the skin. Someplace called the society, which narrows down to you and me ,at some point. Something called humanity, which is just a fantasy in my corner of the globe. I call it my corner of the globe.
I’m clothed from head to toe. I’ve never been to school. I’m a commodity that gets sold to a sack of flesh and bones, with out a heart. I don’t have a choice. My life is not under my control. Its manipulated my millions of invisible doctrines and baseless beliefs .In my part of the world one women dies every 27 minutes due to complications during pregnancy. The reasons are quite simple:
In my corner of the globe women are not allowed access to education. And men don’t allow women to visit male doctors.(how do people handle this situation here, women are not allowed education. that means they cant study to become doctors. And they are not allowed to visit male doctors)This means pregnancies are handled by incompetent mid wives. This is the reason that for every 100,000 births 6500 young mothers die, each year. Young means most of these girls are below 16 years of age.
Women are incomplete with out men in their lives,atleast thats wat ppl belive in ,in my corner of the globe.65% of widows in my corner of the world resort to suicide .This is a peek into my corner of the world after the Taliban left it:
“Kandhar schoools empty after acid attack on girls”
“This year, the rate of violence against women in Kunduz, especially rape of small girls has increased by two times compared to last year. Expressing concern over this situation”
“,Afghan education authorities say they are facing a difficult task of convincing parents to send their daughters to school as attacks on female students have increased in recent months. Three girls sustained severe burns in the southern town of Kandahar earlier in the week when unknown men sprayed acid on up to 15 girls”
"more than 80% of afghans face mental health problems"
“More than 80% Afghans are faced by due to long war and economic depravity, where as child stress has increased by 30%, compared to the past”
“ “As Afghanistan's most senior and most famous female police officer, based in the country's ultra-conservative south, Lieut.-Col. Malalai Kakar knew she was a marked woman. On Sunday, two days after taking part in a Canadian event to mark the end of Islam's holiest month, insurgents grimly confirmed her fears, shooting Kakar dead as she left her house”
There is no law to check crimes againt women in my corner of the world.Since it ia a corner I cant run or hide.Im just waiting.Waiting in darkness.against time,with hope.Hope for a better tomorrow for my daughters.
K this is what I would have felt if I lived in Afghanistan. Women are the same all over r the globe, whether in a corner or at the centre. This is my reaction towards an article I read a few days back in the news paper about girls at schools in afghan being attacked .
I’m clothed from head to toe. I’ve never been to school. I’m a commodity that gets sold to a sack of flesh and bones, with out a heart. I don’t have a choice. My life is not under my control. Its manipulated my millions of invisible doctrines and baseless beliefs .In my part of the world one women dies every 27 minutes due to complications during pregnancy. The reasons are quite simple:
In my corner of the globe women are not allowed access to education. And men don’t allow women to visit male doctors.(how do people handle this situation here, women are not allowed education. that means they cant study to become doctors. And they are not allowed to visit male doctors)This means pregnancies are handled by incompetent mid wives. This is the reason that for every 100,000 births 6500 young mothers die, each year. Young means most of these girls are below 16 years of age.
Women are incomplete with out men in their lives,atleast thats wat ppl belive in ,in my corner of the globe.65% of widows in my corner of the world resort to suicide .This is a peek into my corner of the world after the Taliban left it:
“Kandhar schoools empty after acid attack on girls”
“This year, the rate of violence against women in Kunduz, especially rape of small girls has increased by two times compared to last year. Expressing concern over this situation”
“,Afghan education authorities say they are facing a difficult task of convincing parents to send their daughters to school as attacks on female students have increased in recent months. Three girls sustained severe burns in the southern town of Kandahar earlier in the week when unknown men sprayed acid on up to 15 girls”
"more than 80% of afghans face mental health problems"
“More than 80% Afghans are faced by due to long war and economic depravity, where as child stress has increased by 30%, compared to the past”
“ “As Afghanistan's most senior and most famous female police officer, based in the country's ultra-conservative south, Lieut.-Col. Malalai Kakar knew she was a marked woman. On Sunday, two days after taking part in a Canadian event to mark the end of Islam's holiest month, insurgents grimly confirmed her fears, shooting Kakar dead as she left her house”
There is no law to check crimes againt women in my corner of the world.Since it ia a corner I cant run or hide.Im just waiting.Waiting in darkness.against time,with hope.Hope for a better tomorrow for my daughters.
K this is what I would have felt if I lived in Afghanistan. Women are the same all over r the globe, whether in a corner or at the centre. This is my reaction towards an article I read a few days back in the news paper about girls at schools in afghan being attacked .
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