A Quote by Raveena Tandon

I was, at one point of time, known as the mast-mast girl, and though I must admit it's something I had no qualms with, I've moved on now. — © Raveena Tandon
I was, at one point of time, known as the mast-mast girl, and though I must admit it's something I had no qualms with, I've moved on now.
By the way, I don't mean to pick nits here, but Obama has just ordered the flag at half-mast for 10 days for Mandela. He did not order the flag at half-mast at all for Lady Thatcher.
The enemy now began to appear from the mast-head.
Nail the colours to the mast! That is the right thing to do, and, therefore, that is what we must do, and do it now. What colours? The colours of Christ, the work He has given us to do- the evangelization of all the unevangelized.
No Fridolf, bother all this learning. I can't study anymore because I must climb the mast to see what kind of weather we're going to have tomorrow.
If I can leave a single message with the younger generation, it is to lash yourself to the mast, like Ulysses if you must, to escape the siren calls of complacency and indifference.
Haul up the flag, you mourners, Not half-mast but all the way; The funeral is done and disbanded; The devil's had the final say.
Effort ceases. Time flaps on the mast. There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame
Get rid of their mast, knock holes in the hull, then get back on board." "You want us to sink her?" Gundar asked, and Halt shook his head. "No. I want her badly damaged but capable of making it back to port. I want the word to go out that the strange ship with the red falcon ensign"—he gestured to Evanlyn's ensign, flying from the mast top—"is manned by dangerous, hairy maniacs with axes and is to be avoided at all costs." "That sounds like us," Gundar said cheerfully.
The first time I saw America was from my perch on the mast of a Spanish naval ship, where I could spot the Statue of Liberty reaching proudly into the open, endless American sky.
Fabio Capello needs to nail his hammers to the mast.
The terrifying physics of going up-mast in heavy seas are inescapable.
Going up the mast is one of the most dangerous things you can do as a solo sailor.
He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.
Stood for his country's glory fast, And nailed her colors to the mast!
Cram nailed his colours to the mast and threw down the Great Pretender
I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.
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