EVERYBODY DIES AND NOBODY CRIES
THAT IS THE TRAGEDY CALLED "LIFE"
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Mumbai Calling… SOS
It is not just Mumbai which is calling out loud for some help and assistance now, it is whole of India shouting out loud and there isn’t anyone to perhaps listen and reach out.
Mumbai is currently the brightest city in the country with non-stop blasts and fire raids, the terrorist attacks surely has increased the value of our dear city and what exactly do we all do, sit back and relax and watch whatever the media is showing us. As for the so-called “Mumbai wasis” they enjoy all the fun real and live by getting onto the streets or better the check points where they can see live terrorist activities.
After the best of hotels been exploited and exposed, with tones of bullets and grenades in hands and with the guts even to steal a police van and shoot openly in the middle of the road, there isn’t any doubt remaining about the fact that our dear terrorists are real rock stars. And for the not-so cool police officials, who unfortunately lost their lives in the combat (3 of the best they had in the police force of Mumbai till yet), are mere fools to have done so. Without proper ammunitions and amenities, it’s the job of a politician to jump into the site and yet come out perfectly safe and sound. With some of our famous celebrity politicians planning a visit, more of a holiday to Mumbai, it is an earnest request to them that please stay out of all of it. Already the rescue procedure is lagging behind and your starry presence might just interfere with our not so very important job of getting the terrorists out of the city.
It is a shame that our efforts of trying to save our motherland from the outside disturbances has come to this now. It has been more than just mere 24 hours that Mumbai has been under attack and what we read in the papers or see in the Television just adds up to out daily requirement of spicy news everyday. What are we doing? Are we supposed to be the mute spectators of life forever and ever? Is life all about being coward and maintaining a distance from things which haven’t affected us personally?
A simple conversation with my parents and I realized that any person can do anything for a mere sum of 20lacs where it takes a lifetime for common people like us to earn it. Thus even if we get to see pictures of guys who are hardly between 20-25 years of age we shouldn’t be surprised cause they are the real bidders of life. Investing their life for a lifetime security of their family, even though the one who earns isn’t any more to enjoy all the luxuries money can buy.
I don’t exactly know how my mind has proceeded on the topic but all I can think of now is how all of my family members and relatives are safe and sound and how this incident in Mumbai hasn’t affected any single member of my family. But in the process I forget that it has done something far worse than to directly affect anyone of us being actually present or absent from the real situation. How will our future generations look back and react to such a situation? Perhaps soon our children too will have chapters dealing with the terrorist acts of 9/11 or 26/11[“Chabbis ki Diwali”]. Instead of Munna and Circuit we might have chapters on our dear terrorists who lost their lives for a noble cause, the noble cause of spreading terrorism and violence, plundering and bloodshed. The time has come now when history will soon repeat its own self, when soon the country will be under the shackles of being ruled and dominated by another civilization. Let’s all just pack our bags and be ready for the new generation which is coming its way with the little lamb turning black and the cousin brothers still ruling the world.
All this just lead me to asking some questions, but I know not whom to ask them to? So I just type them out here, right now. Why our country isn’t ready for a war and what we are facing now is exactly a war situation and why don’t we have means to overcome it? Why does our system lag behind everything? Why aren’t the citizens of the country coming out of their rat holes and showing that we aren’t scared? Terrorism causes terror and fear among people, and we all are aware of the fact. But isn’t there a means to fight one’s fear? Aren’t the politicians just ready to forget the fact that they are from the ruling or the opposition party and get together to fight for the one common cause, the cause of saving their motherland, India? Thousands and hundreds of reports will come up in the papers and websites and so on, but isn’t there a single voice which can come up with a suggestion to fight and do away with this terrorism and not be terrorized by it anymore?
What I can think of right now is be mentally prepared to face any situation of emergency. Be prepared for the worst of times which is yet to come and God forbid shouldn’t come even. I lack answers to offer to my future generations who might pin-point at me and stare and glare at me with their numerous questions and all I can do is run away and hide from those torturous questions which might expose the fact that I was a coward and I couldn’t do anything for my country. But I have to prove everyone wrong and would ask everyone out there to be active and not dormant participants in life. Our duties and responsibilities towards our country should never be forgotten. If possible try and join politics, prove the age old statistics which says that all nearly 80% of the politicians are corrupt. Be an active member of the society you live in and when the right time comes one shouldn’t be afraid to even give their lives up for reasons which are far nobler than our mere existence in an emotionless society. And let us not forget those heroes who have lost their souls for saving us…let us all come together to salute their courage and their attitude to either “do or die”. Even though they might not be remembered and cherished forever in the pages of history, let our minds and hearts not forget the fact that our peaceful existence is only because someone out there has given up his/her life to save ours.
SOS isn’t just a call to save our souls; it’s a cry of the modern man in this wasteland called modern life and living. Help your own selves to help others. Reach out to those who need us the most. Save your motherland to save your own hands from being dirty. And let us all wish that the perfumes of Arabia should soon sweeten the smell of blood which our country is shedding so piously.
Mumbai is currently the brightest city in the country with non-stop blasts and fire raids, the terrorist attacks surely has increased the value of our dear city and what exactly do we all do, sit back and relax and watch whatever the media is showing us. As for the so-called “Mumbai wasis” they enjoy all the fun real and live by getting onto the streets or better the check points where they can see live terrorist activities.
After the best of hotels been exploited and exposed, with tones of bullets and grenades in hands and with the guts even to steal a police van and shoot openly in the middle of the road, there isn’t any doubt remaining about the fact that our dear terrorists are real rock stars. And for the not-so cool police officials, who unfortunately lost their lives in the combat (3 of the best they had in the police force of Mumbai till yet), are mere fools to have done so. Without proper ammunitions and amenities, it’s the job of a politician to jump into the site and yet come out perfectly safe and sound. With some of our famous celebrity politicians planning a visit, more of a holiday to Mumbai, it is an earnest request to them that please stay out of all of it. Already the rescue procedure is lagging behind and your starry presence might just interfere with our not so very important job of getting the terrorists out of the city.
It is a shame that our efforts of trying to save our motherland from the outside disturbances has come to this now. It has been more than just mere 24 hours that Mumbai has been under attack and what we read in the papers or see in the Television just adds up to out daily requirement of spicy news everyday. What are we doing? Are we supposed to be the mute spectators of life forever and ever? Is life all about being coward and maintaining a distance from things which haven’t affected us personally?
A simple conversation with my parents and I realized that any person can do anything for a mere sum of 20lacs where it takes a lifetime for common people like us to earn it. Thus even if we get to see pictures of guys who are hardly between 20-25 years of age we shouldn’t be surprised cause they are the real bidders of life. Investing their life for a lifetime security of their family, even though the one who earns isn’t any more to enjoy all the luxuries money can buy.
I don’t exactly know how my mind has proceeded on the topic but all I can think of now is how all of my family members and relatives are safe and sound and how this incident in Mumbai hasn’t affected any single member of my family. But in the process I forget that it has done something far worse than to directly affect anyone of us being actually present or absent from the real situation. How will our future generations look back and react to such a situation? Perhaps soon our children too will have chapters dealing with the terrorist acts of 9/11 or 26/11[“Chabbis ki Diwali”]. Instead of Munna and Circuit we might have chapters on our dear terrorists who lost their lives for a noble cause, the noble cause of spreading terrorism and violence, plundering and bloodshed. The time has come now when history will soon repeat its own self, when soon the country will be under the shackles of being ruled and dominated by another civilization. Let’s all just pack our bags and be ready for the new generation which is coming its way with the little lamb turning black and the cousin brothers still ruling the world.
All this just lead me to asking some questions, but I know not whom to ask them to? So I just type them out here, right now. Why our country isn’t ready for a war and what we are facing now is exactly a war situation and why don’t we have means to overcome it? Why does our system lag behind everything? Why aren’t the citizens of the country coming out of their rat holes and showing that we aren’t scared? Terrorism causes terror and fear among people, and we all are aware of the fact. But isn’t there a means to fight one’s fear? Aren’t the politicians just ready to forget the fact that they are from the ruling or the opposition party and get together to fight for the one common cause, the cause of saving their motherland, India? Thousands and hundreds of reports will come up in the papers and websites and so on, but isn’t there a single voice which can come up with a suggestion to fight and do away with this terrorism and not be terrorized by it anymore?
What I can think of right now is be mentally prepared to face any situation of emergency. Be prepared for the worst of times which is yet to come and God forbid shouldn’t come even. I lack answers to offer to my future generations who might pin-point at me and stare and glare at me with their numerous questions and all I can do is run away and hide from those torturous questions which might expose the fact that I was a coward and I couldn’t do anything for my country. But I have to prove everyone wrong and would ask everyone out there to be active and not dormant participants in life. Our duties and responsibilities towards our country should never be forgotten. If possible try and join politics, prove the age old statistics which says that all nearly 80% of the politicians are corrupt. Be an active member of the society you live in and when the right time comes one shouldn’t be afraid to even give their lives up for reasons which are far nobler than our mere existence in an emotionless society. And let us not forget those heroes who have lost their souls for saving us…let us all come together to salute their courage and their attitude to either “do or die”. Even though they might not be remembered and cherished forever in the pages of history, let our minds and hearts not forget the fact that our peaceful existence is only because someone out there has given up his/her life to save ours.
SOS isn’t just a call to save our souls; it’s a cry of the modern man in this wasteland called modern life and living. Help your own selves to help others. Reach out to those who need us the most. Save your motherland to save your own hands from being dirty. And let us all wish that the perfumes of Arabia should soon sweeten the smell of blood which our country is shedding so piously.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Eliot and Me...seem to be in love :)
"...our hearts are torn from us, our brains skinned like the layers of an onion, our selves are lost lost
In a final fear which none understands."
"The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs."
"The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life."
The last twist of the knife."
"Tired.
Subterrene laughter synchronous
With silence from the sacred wood
And bubbling of the uninspired
Mephitic river.
Misunderstood
The accents of the now retired
Profession of the calamus."
"She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
'Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.'
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone. "
"Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest"
"And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust."
"Everyone's alone — or so it seems to me.
They make noises, and think they are talking to each other;
They make faces, and think they understand each other.
And I'm sure they don't. Is that a delusion? "
"If we all were judged according to the consequences
Of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention
And beyond our limited understanding
Of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned."
"That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?"
"I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison"
In a final fear which none understands."
"The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs."
"The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life."
The last twist of the knife."
"Tired.
Subterrene laughter synchronous
With silence from the sacred wood
And bubbling of the uninspired
Mephitic river.
Misunderstood
The accents of the now retired
Profession of the calamus."
"She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
'Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.'
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone. "
"Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest"
"And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust."
"Everyone's alone — or so it seems to me.
They make noises, and think they are talking to each other;
They make faces, and think they understand each other.
And I'm sure they don't. Is that a delusion? "
"If we all were judged according to the consequences
Of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention
And beyond our limited understanding
Of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned."
"That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?"
"I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison"
Monday, November 17, 2008
DOSTANA
It was a nice movie indeed, as expected from the ratings. But then I liked the movie and was worth a watch. Priyanka looked much more glamorous in the movie than what she had been in “Fashion”. And after her host of flop films, Priyanka sure isn’t going to repeat her mistakes again. Under the Yash Raj banner she seems to have improved great with quality in her acting skills. In fact her new look without too many of accessories made her look beautiful. Surely a great change after all those monotonous looks in here movies. And as for acting she surely has done a good job.
Then there is our own Mr. Aishwarya Rai acting in the movie with the best sequence of the Venice incident which he narrates and seems to enact his very own true self, his gay self. With the horrendous pink car and green belt and yellow shoes with red watch and pink and flowery printed shirts looks awful on the guy, making him look more of a gay than a guy to be precise. But after taking his acting career into account, I must say he did a great job being the gay in the movie and the running sequence was mind-blowing. Mallika would surely fall for him after watching him run like that. The Venice sequence makes me wonder what Abby Baby must have done in his honeymoon. ;-) He should now take up more of homosexual roles since they completely seem to go with his personality and actually would help him make more money in the long run. [No offence meant to anyone who so adores Abhishek]
And then there was light, and for the audience there was our very own John Abraham, the sexy dude with a cute dimple making girls drool over him. The very opening song “Shut up and Bounce” would make anyone gasp for breath. With yellow boxer shorts, the color surely could have been better, John looks mouth watering delicious and yummy. And the very next scene we get to see what perhaps only Bips had seen. ;-) And even that was …. John looks awesome in the movie. His jackets, showing off his abs and waxed chest and those quarter pants made him look more hot than cool actually in the movie. His expressions when Abby Baby says to Priyanka that they are gays…he looks so very cute. John has done a great job for sure and in the Venice act he surely is the guy in the relation and Abby the apt “baby” and not the “baba” in the movie. Way to go John, I surely am looking forward for more of such cute roles from your side and such good acting as well.
Bobby Deol makes the most decent of entries in the movie and looks elegant and a complete gentleman. His Armani’s looks way too good on him and the waxing scene is hilarious. Poor guy had to go through so much of torture. I wonder why he isn’t offered better roles instead of such short roles and stupid films as “Chamku” and others. He looks quite good in the movie with his hair chopped off.
Kiron Kher and Boman Irani aren’t seen much in the movie though there could have been more of each one of them. Kiron looks too sweet as a typical Punjabi mom worried about her son and his marriage. As for Boman, he looks cute as the gay boss in the fashion magazine. But the whole set up of the fashion magazine where Priyanka is suddenly asked by her new boss, Bobby to come up with a new look for the already top magazine reminds me of the movie “13 going on 30” where the protagonist played by Jennifer Garner has to face a same kind of situation and miraculously she too is successful in getting out of the whole situation quite easily. And the proposal scene is also inspired by a Hollywood movie whose name I have forgotten.
The music is quite good and one can buy the cds and enjoy the songs. “Maa ka Ladla” is a hilarious song and “Jaane Kyun” makes you and your friends really feel special. But the best song in the movie along with dance is “Biddi jalaile”. Wondering how that came in the movie? Guess what, to know more you surely have to go to the theatre and just find for yourself. Till then this “Desi Girl” signing off to watch more movies and to come up with some more reviews, if and when I feel like. ;-)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Reflections here and there...
And finally I get to tell Her everything. And she being so sweet understood my point and though was a bit disappointed stood by my side. She realized the situation and made it a point to tell me that no matter what she was with me in this and would always stay by my side. It’s really nice to know that still there are people with genuine feelings that understand me or even try to understand me. I seriously wish her luck and love in her life. She obviously wanted to beat me up initially and thought it was all fakeness but later she perhaps realized the need of the hour for me and as I said stood by me.
Still having those stupid headaches and it’s so damn unfair; I just can’t seem to enjoy the beautiful weather outside just because I will catch a cold sooner or later. Nothing much is happening in life as mentioned earlier but a little good thing, in fact things which happened during the day. First as soon as I entered the college premises I saw NB on his bike with two of his friends and to my surprise looking at me. That was indeed a sweet surprise cause when I turned back just like that he was still looking at me or someone else, I don’t care about that, it’s just that I know our eyes met and ;-) Then in the class I got a message from G girl asking about my whereabouts since she had a break. So I took permission from my Prof. and came out of class to look for her and to my another surprise again I see NB and even though I have to cross him and go, he did turned back to look. Perhaps I am imagining here too much but it’s all worth it. And then I noticed he was listening to whatever I had to say to G girl. Sweet naa.!! Then after college I had to go to the library to return a book and bought two more novels back home. Was with P and went once again for some shopping. Then called Her up and decided that we will come back home together as we used to do when we were in 2nd year. We took a break in the metro station when I told her everything and she listened to me patiently. Then boarded the metro and came to our destination and decided that she will accompany me in the bus as well. Thank God, she got a seat even in the bus and there suddenly I see a wallet lying near her seat which of the girl who was sitting in that very place. So we asked the conductor to stop the bus and I personally went to the girl to return her wallet and she did look relieved even though she had realized it very late that her wallet was missing. Still both of us did a good job and were happy about it. It is always so nice to be with her. Then were talking about what not and she got down, I took the headphones out and started listening to my new favorite song- “Shano Shano” from the movie Yuuvraaj.
Then returned home and was about to sleep when heard a bike and instantly knew that Bhaiya has come, paying a surprise visit as always, which is always nice and happy and a change for perhaps each one of us.
Nothing as of now cause I am typing the blog and haven’t started studying yet. Tomorrow have to go to college for a meeting even though it’s an off day for me. Anyways I learnt something: “Whatever happens happens for a reason strong enough to make one feel that what has happened was good enough to either be forgotten for life or be cherished till one’s death”.
Still having those stupid headaches and it’s so damn unfair; I just can’t seem to enjoy the beautiful weather outside just because I will catch a cold sooner or later. Nothing much is happening in life as mentioned earlier but a little good thing, in fact things which happened during the day. First as soon as I entered the college premises I saw NB on his bike with two of his friends and to my surprise looking at me. That was indeed a sweet surprise cause when I turned back just like that he was still looking at me or someone else, I don’t care about that, it’s just that I know our eyes met and ;-) Then in the class I got a message from G girl asking about my whereabouts since she had a break. So I took permission from my Prof. and came out of class to look for her and to my another surprise again I see NB and even though I have to cross him and go, he did turned back to look. Perhaps I am imagining here too much but it’s all worth it. And then I noticed he was listening to whatever I had to say to G girl. Sweet naa.!! Then after college I had to go to the library to return a book and bought two more novels back home. Was with P and went once again for some shopping. Then called Her up and decided that we will come back home together as we used to do when we were in 2nd year. We took a break in the metro station when I told her everything and she listened to me patiently. Then boarded the metro and came to our destination and decided that she will accompany me in the bus as well. Thank God, she got a seat even in the bus and there suddenly I see a wallet lying near her seat which of the girl who was sitting in that very place. So we asked the conductor to stop the bus and I personally went to the girl to return her wallet and she did look relieved even though she had realized it very late that her wallet was missing. Still both of us did a good job and were happy about it. It is always so nice to be with her. Then were talking about what not and she got down, I took the headphones out and started listening to my new favorite song- “Shano Shano” from the movie Yuuvraaj.
Then returned home and was about to sleep when heard a bike and instantly knew that Bhaiya has come, paying a surprise visit as always, which is always nice and happy and a change for perhaps each one of us.
Nothing as of now cause I am typing the blog and haven’t started studying yet. Tomorrow have to go to college for a meeting even though it’s an off day for me. Anyways I learnt something: “Whatever happens happens for a reason strong enough to make one feel that what has happened was good enough to either be forgotten for life or be cherished till one’s death”.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
With fire in my eyes...
Right now, I am seriously bugged up with everything around me. It’s seriously too sick to be sick and not being able to do anything about it. I hate medicines but still those don’t even stand as an option for me right now. But let’s just not talk about it and rather talk of some pleasant memories.
Just a few days back I had to stay back in college for some work and had to wait for a 4 absurd hours. And since the day I got the news of my greatest day in college, definitely I wasn’t excited about it and kept on asking myself what will I do for so long? Where will I go and how exactly will I save myself from getting bored? So many questions and I had no answers to them. I surely couldn’t have asked anyone to stay back for me till then but someone surely volunteered to do so. And A was also there with me for 2 hours and that’s more than what I could have asked from her. Anyways Jon and Aubhi stayed back as well and I am really grateful to both of them for waiting for me till the work got over and saving me from all the boredom I would have otherwise faced ;-) But then it’s always good to know that people wait for you :-P And both of them are real nice people, wish them the best of life.
Then did some of my part of shopping for my cousin’s wedding though I ain’t much excited about it but still I surely want to attend it. But it is just before the exams and with that I am reminded of the fact that I am not studying at all and instead am typing out this blog. ;-) But let’s see what exactly is in store for me and I seriously hope everything goes well. A hell of a positive person I might be but let’s see how everything turns out to be.
Life has been a little slow lately but then I am sure it will pick up some speed soon, it can’t always be dull and boring as it can’t always be lovely, happy and giving. Well I have done something real big some time back and because of that I have got to know myself a lot better. The things I was uselessly running after was not worth anything. The things I believed in turned out to lose my faith soon as they were not to be trusted in the first place. It seems I don’t regret my decisions and don’t regret anything I did. Perhaps this had helped me to be a better and bitter person cause not everyone deserves being loved and liked. Nasty of me indeed but that is how world seems to work. I can’t just give up on myself to keep others happy and see myself as a wreck, in the middle of nowhere. Too many things have happened and it has just made me a little stronger to be weaker inside. ;-) Anyways I don’t exactly mind these days sharing myself out here cause not just it acts as a stress buster but even though people get to know about my feelings I don’t really have to fake them in front of others.
But still I wish I wouldn’t have been here at all in the first place with no one beside me. Too many contradictions to exactly figure out what is going in my mind.
NB has gained some weight I guess and he looks better and that too sporting a little longer hair which does suit him. I got to watch Hugh’s “Scoop” where he was the villain but nonetheless I love him. ;-) One great actor he is. Nothing more of the masala as for now cause life is lacking that.
Yeh tumhari meri baatein
Hamesha yu hii chalti rahein
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Take me away
These days, I don't know why but I feel like things will fall apart soon. Soon all the patience would be lost and soon life would be a little worse than hell. But lets hope for a better tomorrow. :)
I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.
Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.
Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me.
No.
Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.
I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.
Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.
Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me.
No.
I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.
Wish that you could, but you ain't gonna own me.
Do anything you can to control me.
Oh, no.
Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.
There's a place that I go,
[Pocket Full Of Sunshine lyrics on
But nobody knows.
Where the rivers flow,
And I call it home.
And there's no more lies.
In the darkness, there's light.
And nobody cries.
There's only butterflies.
Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.
Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.
Take me away: A secret place.
To better days take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.
The sun is on my side.
Take me for a ride.
I smile up to the sky.
I know I'll be all right.
The sun is on my side.
Take me for a ride.
I smile up to the sky.
I know I'll be all rïght.
-Natasha Bedingfield
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