<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461</id><updated>2011-10-10T05:45:34.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy Un Prededor :)</title><subtitle type='html'>When you break too many times, you can't be fixed or maybe you just don't want to be fixed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-5910313114128209212</id><published>2011-06-27T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T03:27:59.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ke_y_m8cmDU/TghayaiUhiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ehI1SiStQLM/s1600/5-year-birthday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ke_y_m8cmDU/TghayaiUhiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ehI1SiStQLM/s320/5-year-birthday-cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622843956935296546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago, on this very day I wrote my first post, the blogging world has advanced a lot over the years and  my blog really does justice to its title "Soy un Perdedor" (I'm a loser), never felt like changing the typo  and the song by Beck is still one of my favourites.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people write more posts in a week than I have written in five years,  most blogs have thousands of visitors, comments and followers, my blog doesn't, but I love it just as much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggie, we've lasted five years, most things in life don't last that long, we will definitely last five more!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-5910313114128209212?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/5910313114128209212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=5910313114128209212' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/5910313114128209212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/5910313114128209212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2011/06/five-years.html' title='Five Years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ke_y_m8cmDU/TghayaiUhiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ehI1SiStQLM/s72-c/5-year-birthday-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-8053216123547756569</id><published>2011-06-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:12:08.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Photo Collection 2010-11</title><content type='html'>I've traveled a lot last year...had a great time in Delhi(except for  the horrible weather) and now I will be heading to Mumbai for my MBA, this is a  collection of my favourite pics.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGGzG4SDD6M/TgSvHDf2QkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KcYPShgG6-0/s1600/24032010%2528020%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYN6ygGGya8/TgSsHX7jXSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BwFiuO4bnhU/s1600/IMG_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYN6ygGGya8/TgSsHX7jXSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BwFiuO4bnhU/s320/IMG_0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807477548080418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Langkawi, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsCUhGcLTmo/TgSsHLZ7UXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EMqdSQcQDM8/s1600/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsCUhGcLTmo/TgSsHLZ7UXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EMqdSQcQDM8/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807474185818482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubRkpZ0bcgA/TgSvGaflNyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f7NoSA1aCMU/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubRkpZ0bcgA/TgSvGaflNyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f7NoSA1aCMU/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621810759591081762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pJPjGRFJfs/TgSsGqnw75I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qq_9JHbOYvA/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron Highlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9WnRijF7_c/TgSvGOrQFsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BoszKNiNUdU/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9WnRijF7_c/TgSvGOrQFsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BoszKNiNUdU/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621810756418803394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pJPjGRFJfs/TgSsGqnw75I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qq_9JHbOYvA/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron Highlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ8S4GQ2eTs/TgSsHu__TMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m4PH2A38yOk/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ8S4GQ2eTs/TgSsHu__TMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m4PH2A38yOk/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807483740703938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Langkawi, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iGD-MqIfCQ/TgSq6u_awgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/V7ktKB-T-SQ/s1600/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iGD-MqIfCQ/TgSq6u_awgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/V7ktKB-T-SQ/s320/DSC02522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806160888381954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y44xj4kG8/TgSq6sY_kXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ISKU86uTUVk/s1600/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y44xj4kG8/TgSq6sY_kXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ISKU86uTUVk/s320/DSC02086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806160190345586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Langkawi, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-19gBXCqAQho/TgSq6GkBYrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PmFd4TfhpU8/s1600/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-19gBXCqAQho/TgSq6GkBYrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PmFd4TfhpU8/s320/DSC02059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806150036054706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Langkawi, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2BryFyFQZw/TgSq7RyD59I/AAAAAAAAAJA/No3LfbLGVDY/s1600/DSC02532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2BryFyFQZw/TgSq7RyD59I/AAAAAAAAAJA/No3LfbLGVDY/s320/DSC02532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806170227599314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya-UPjxJ9rs/TgSq5xziNdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oVph3rPDKbs/s1600/DSC01980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya-UPjxJ9rs/TgSq5xziNdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oVph3rPDKbs/s320/DSC01980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806144463975890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:arial;" &gt;Madikeri, Karnataka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExhB6rGVLfs/TgSgkjzKMqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w6WtPFdWrVw/s1600/14062010185.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dvDmQa1OhU/TgSfM1BFyNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ss9_U1Np1Pc/s1600/15102010388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dvDmQa1OhU/TgSfM1BFyNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ss9_U1Np1Pc/s320/15102010388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621793277604120786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Delhi University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhdikUHSmrU/TgSvuK2fnaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TIoEtKV7zL4/s1600/24122010561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhdikUHSmrU/TgSvuK2fnaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TIoEtKV7zL4/s320/24122010561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621811442586983842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas@DLF Vasant Kunj, Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Df3241-uh40/TgSfMxDXLNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1lBuE3Ntr0g/s1600/27022011807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Df3241-uh40/TgSfMxDXLNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1lBuE3Ntr0g/s320/27022011807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621793276539907282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Taj Mahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFPiiCE0cKQ/TgSybCnwvwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YjATUOTo6rs/s1600/23012011712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFPiiCE0cKQ/TgSybCnwvwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YjATUOTo6rs/s320/23012011712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621814412495077122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deer Park, Hauz Khas, Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWYkrAlcV1Q/TgSxwU-CHdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9EVL6hVgEng/s1600/IMG_20110611_172650.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEn41Xl_Zo8/TgSfNN_QBcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tQXvA2OdMns/s1600/07012011689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEn41Xl_Zo8/TgSfNN_QBcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tQXvA2OdMns/s320/07012011689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621793284307289538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Haridwar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suOZphUgF7o/TgSfOFymtHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Yuc-dfV2A3k/s1600/19122010522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suOZphUgF7o/TgSfOFymtHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Yuc-dfV2A3k/s320/19122010522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621793299286635634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Bathu Caves, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5usk_JUeREQ/TgQm0AWR3wI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o5p2D0jKLbk/s1600/_DSC0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__yvgo1MgbQ/TgSfNdU6bKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FdrbUv0oMuM/s1600/24022011766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__yvgo1MgbQ/TgSfNdU6bKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FdrbUv0oMuM/s320/24022011766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621793288424680610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IGI T1, Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkoJZ1X5DQ8/TgSgkcjwiVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zhtCZswPAVQ/s1600/12122010453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkoJZ1X5DQ8/TgSgkcjwiVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zhtCZswPAVQ/s320/12122010453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621794782867130706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IGI T3, Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DaNezOki1c/TgSgkOkgUGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8qV2lUgF-p8/s1600/11082010251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DaNezOki1c/TgSgkOkgUGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8qV2lUgF-p8/s320/11082010251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621794779112165474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangalore, GMR Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y7rT2QxLVY/TgSgkKZSBwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5EO_RcW0P58/s1600/_DSC0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y7rT2QxLVY/TgSgkKZSBwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5EO_RcW0P58/s320/_DSC0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621794777991350018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuji6ZD_R0A/TgSgkpbTe0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LyyUfkheYMM/s1600/19122010517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuji6ZD_R0A/TgSgkpbTe0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LyyUfkheYMM/s320/19122010517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621794786321333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bathu Caves, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVBGY_dMqVk/TgSpqRYqxXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0k9h6ngZPP8/s1600/31072010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVBGY_dMqVk/TgSpqRYqxXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0k9h6ngZPP8/s320/31072010249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621804778551690610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangalore, Karnataka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGGzG4SDD6M/TgSvHDf2QkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KcYPShgG6-0/s1600/24032010%2528020%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGGzG4SDD6M/TgSvHDf2QkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KcYPShgG6-0/s320/24032010%2528020%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621810770598052418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chennai Beach, Tamil Nadu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP29xgwf9nI/TgSppkfEweI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qaVPlMmfST8/s1600/14062010185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP29xgwf9nI/TgSppkfEweI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qaVPlMmfST8/s320/14062010185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621804766498963938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vizag Beach, Andhra Pradesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a74mQYpWa-0/TgSpq1Wv0NI/AAAAAAAAAIY/p-SWElux-Xg/s1600/DSC01916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a74mQYpWa-0/TgSpq1Wv0NI/AAAAAAAAAIY/p-SWElux-Xg/s320/DSC01916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621804788207309010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madikeri, Karnataka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvt8Fel5evQ/TgSvtwgN2nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jlG58oCiUa4/s1600/08042010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvt8Fel5evQ/TgSvtwgN2nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jlG58oCiUa4/s320/08042010021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621811435514223218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kakinada Port, Andhra Pradesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILT6-dHpGN4/TgVec6hFYcI/AAAAAAAAALI/mPKkTKS8Tb4/s1600/OBT_Sihvpuri%2B663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILT6-dHpGN4/TgVec6hFYcI/AAAAAAAAALI/mPKkTKS8Tb4/s320/OBT_Sihvpuri%2B663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622003560679301570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rishikesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iujuzfeho_0/TgVectf8t7I/AAAAAAAAALA/xHeLzL9T31I/s1600/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iujuzfeho_0/TgVectf8t7I/AAAAAAAAALA/xHeLzL9T31I/s320/DSC01894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622003557184878514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSco_kPwzs/TgSvue6ZMBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DKiCL-W6z6k/s1600/20052010133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSco_kPwzs/TgSvue6ZMBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DKiCL-W6z6k/s320/20052010133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621811447972048914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kakinada, Andhra Pradesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNiql9-xfZg/TgSvG35j50I/AAAAAAAAAKI/c_1IwlqUP28/s1600/24032010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNiql9-xfZg/TgSvG35j50I/AAAAAAAAAKI/c_1IwlqUP28/s320/24032010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621810767484675906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vizag, Andhra Pradesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWYkrAlcV1Q/TgSxwU-CHdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9EVL6hVgEng/s1600/IMG_20110611_172650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWYkrAlcV1Q/TgSxwU-CHdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9EVL6hVgEng/s320/IMG_20110611_172650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621813678685953490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ambience Mall , Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTZ_WHM-OdI/TgSpqFURJjI/AAAAAAAAAII/uNzBdcwHVhc/s1600/25122010627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTZ_WHM-OdI/TgSpqFURJjI/AAAAAAAAAII/uNzBdcwHVhc/s320/25122010627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621804775312008754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;India Gate, Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExhB6rGVLfs/TgSgkjzKMqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w6WtPFdWrVw/s1600/14062010185.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-8053216123547756569?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/8053216123547756569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=8053216123547756569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/8053216123547756569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/8053216123547756569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-photo-collection-2010-11.html' title='My Photo Collection 2010-11'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYN6ygGGya8/TgSsHX7jXSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BwFiuO4bnhU/s72-c/IMG_0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-8303840598058331304</id><published>2011-01-12T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:07:37.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're A Star, In nobody's eyes but mine!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpAtL6xIjm4/Tfi4dX83iTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jMosBmxefF8/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpAtL6xIjm4/Tfi4dX83iTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jMosBmxefF8/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618443349929724210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incoherent post expressing the anguish of a 24 year old single guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has become extremely monotonous, I feel like I am doing the exact same thing everyday and I am contemplating shooting myself in the head just to differentiate this day from the day before it.One of my friends pointed out that I need to fall in love to make my life more interesting. Blessed with the looks of an ogre and the sense of humor of Adolf Hitler, I wonder if I will ever find my Fiona.I did a little bit of soul searching to understand my ineptitude with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is one of the most basic human needs, right after food,clothing and internet. I always wonder how people make the transition from "Strangers" to "Friends" to "Love you" to "I'm in love with you". I've been down that road once but it had more to do with cupid challenging himself than my natural charm and appeal. For some strange reason, I lose interest in people very quickly, whenever I find someone  attractive, I do the whole Uday Chopra routine in Dhoom and that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends have managed to find the perfect girl (at least they claim to have done so) and others are harassing girls who have rejected them. Love is a drug, that blinds people, awkward conversations seem romantic  and even the most mundane of traits of a loved one appear wonderful. Things are so much clear and simple in third person mode ( except in video games) I can come up with a hundred reasons for X dumping Y or X choosing Z over Y, but in Y's perspective he is the only person perfect for X and he is pretty sure that he can keep X happy for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian cinema has always depicted love in an optimistic way, guy sees a girl, falls in love instantly, the girl resists initially and later reveals that her father is friends with Osama.  In real life the girl would try to resist forever and later start an argument on how you don't take her seriously. There's nothing worse than Telugu cinema, Damn you Telugu cinema for showing that ugly guys have a chance with "intelligent, beautiful, innocent and wise" girls ( wonder if such a combination is possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, I think love needs a little drama, two happy people rarely fall in  love, one of them needs to be unhappy and one of them needs to rescue  the other (Of course there will always be hare-brained people, who only exist to woo a specimen of the opposite sex). Love needs time, lots and lots of it, people don't become close to one another over night, it takes years to understand and ignore the flaws of the person you love. Maybe I've always believed in a fairytale version of love,  in which the right girl walks into your life and everything falls in place . Life isn't a fairytale and I need to reach out a little bit more to have my own happy ending. Any girls interested????? ( A useless attempt considering the popularity of this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward this post to atleast 10 girls in the age group 20 to 25. If you do so you will find the love of your life during the next lunar eclipse, else you will step on dog shit tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-8303840598058331304?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/8303840598058331304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=8303840598058331304' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/8303840598058331304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/8303840598058331304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2011/01/andy-youre-star-in-nobodys-eyes-but.html' title='You&apos;re A Star, In nobody&apos;s eyes but mine!!!'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpAtL6xIjm4/Tfi4dX83iTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jMosBmxefF8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-60539173259673454</id><published>2010-07-06T19:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T04:29:43.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of a lunatic!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0mp3-AS0RM/Tfs6kLcx0uI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I4qA2JfPJOM/s1600/1410398234_c341320704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0mp3-AS0RM/Tfs6kLcx0uI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I4qA2JfPJOM/s320/1410398234_c341320704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619149353298023138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/TDPtiwZlpVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MTaq7hl00jc/s1600/GOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What time is it? Early in the morning, I try to gauge a parameter that has confined every man’s intellect and has eluded anyone who has ever tried to unravel its significance. In my case, time has long lost its absolute meaning; 8:15 am is just a little too early to wake up and anything after that is seriously late.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I look outside; I see a bunch of rag pickers beginning their day, unaware of all the comforts of life, what did they do to deserve this? I try to suppress the questions for one more day. One more day before it all explodes. Am I crazy? No, not when I can see things so clearly. Does that make me wise?? No, not when I am just a ‘weak excuse’ like everyone else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder, Who exactly am I? Why am I here? Why the hell do I own a cell phone worth seven thousand bucks when I can see people selling their souls for a thousand? Why can’t I make a tiny effort to bring a smile on someone’s face? Why doesn’t helping someone come naturally?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I try to argue that perfection was never a part of the design, if so, all of us would have looked the same and love would have been the only emotion that governed us. But can that be an excuse for not sharing what I have with someone else? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A wise man once told me “the ability to love and help” is what separates humans from animals. How many of us are humans then? Are we human cuz we have fallen away from the God above? If so what if we fall away from mankind now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-60539173259673454?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/60539173259673454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=60539173259673454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/60539173259673454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/60539173259673454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2010/07/musings-of-lunatic_205.html' title='Musings of a lunatic!!!'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0mp3-AS0RM/Tfs6kLcx0uI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I4qA2JfPJOM/s72-c/1410398234_c341320704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-480253577508436889</id><published>2010-05-26T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:40:13.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Girl -- Kisi Shaayar Ki Ghazal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/S_2Eltf8JaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zzZ0SPnu7jY/s1600/the-dream-girl-n1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/S_2Eltf8JaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zzZ0SPnu7jY/s320/the-dream-girl-n1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475678505355978146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All characters appearing in this post are fictitious(or are they??). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 1: Pingu and his Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Mummy, Where is that new brown make up powder you brought?? my face is becoming pink again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom:&lt;/b&gt; Don't apply that powder ra that is for girls only, your pimples will increase if you apply such stuff on your face, the other kids are not healthy as you, thats why their faces are pale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt;But Mummyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom:&lt;/b&gt;I put your favourite Bambino Upma for lunch eat it properly, Shall I ask Daddy to drop you at school??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Noooo.. I will go walking...Mummy Bye. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom:&lt;/b&gt; I will come with you ra, its very hot and your bag is also very heavy, I will get the umbrella too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Mummyyyyyyyyyy please, I will go alone, Bye Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Saying this Pingu marched towards his school. So what's the Fuss all about??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well Pingu had fallen head over heals in love with one of the girls in his class and was making every effort to impress the girl. At his age love was yuck!! and if you go cuckoo over a girl, you would be mocked by just about everyone. Pingu used to plan in advance all the witty one liners and jokes he could use in front of this girl  but he could neither make her laugh nor get her attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 2: Pingu and Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enter Hari, the chaddi buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Arey did you see the last episode of Raw, The Rock gave the Peoples Elbow, but still HHH waste fellow won the match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu&lt;/b&gt;: Yes ra, I wanted The Rock to win.  Let us finalize that English assignment. Our group has done nothing yet, All others have done. I will ask Tanya and find out whether their group has done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Tanya lives near your house na, did you know she and Mohit attend the same tuition, they also study together all the time. That Mohit fellow is always with girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Yes!!!! that fellow is a very bad fellow, I heard he smokes, I hate him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Ya even Tanya is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Shut up ra, Tanya is nice, Don't tell anything about her Ok, she really is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari: &lt;/b&gt;How do you know ra?? Everyone thinks she is overacting all the time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Leave it ra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Blushy Blushy, Your face became a tomato, everyone come, Pingu became red again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; I will go you Asshhsoul, I will not let you join the spirit game !!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pingu races away from the scene feeling confused, hurt and lost. Mohit was neither good at studies nor that good looking, he couldn't understand why Tanya was always with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 3: Pingu and Shyam ( With a Spirit apparatus, waiting to contact ghosts in the night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enter Shyam a.k.a Love Baba, a senior of Pingu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Do you think ghosts will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shyam:&lt;/b&gt; Yes ra, I told you na my Uncle once saw one and spoke to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; What to do if they talk?? will they grant our wishes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shyam:&lt;/b&gt; Arey what wishes do you have ra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; I won't tell you but can you help me with something??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shyam:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, tell ra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; It's nothing actually, one of my friend likes a girl and he doesn't know if she likes him or not, how will he know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shyam:&lt;/b&gt; I am good at such things, I will tell you the secret, If a girl likes you she will laugh even if you say something thats not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; What if she doesn't laugh even when you say something funny!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shyam:&lt;/b&gt; Then she doesn't like you, everyone knows that, now stop wasting time and put the finger on the coin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pingu wanted to say something funny and make Tanya laugh, he felt that no one would laugh at a bad joke anyways. So he sat all night and thought of something hilarious to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 3: Pingu, Hari and Tanya ( At 11:50 am in the lunch corridor of the first floor of school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enter Tanya,the heroine (Opening her steel tiffin box with a disappointed look on her face, From her expression Pingu knew that It had to be upma that day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Arey Hari, do you know what the movie Gadar should be called??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; What??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Beauty and the beast. Sunny Deol looks like a Chimpanzee and Amisha Patel is  very Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; That is really funny, even I thought that way only.Did you see the movie Pingu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Ermmmmmmmm, Ermmmmmmmm Yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; The story was cool na, full fights and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu: &lt;/b&gt;Ermmmmmmm, I didn't watch the movie ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; You just said......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Ya, Ok, ya, ya, I will be watching it soon. It is playing in Ramachandra na, I asked my Dad to get the tickets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya: &lt;/b&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Its playing in Sangeeth I  saw the movie with my parents.It was so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; Yes I liked the story a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Blah Blah Blah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; Blah Blah Blah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Blah Blah Blah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya:&lt;/b&gt; Blah Blah Blah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari:&lt;/b&gt; Blah Blah Blah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanya: &lt;/b&gt;Blah Blah Blah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pingu silently packed his lunch-box and left. He wasn't sure if she liked him, she did smile but later on he made a complete fool of himself. What was so special about this girl?? She wasn't all that good looking, Sharon, Akhila and Swathi all looked better than her. Maybe it was her dimples, maybe it was her eyes or maybe it was the way she brushed the hair off her face. She stayed so close to his house but much closer to his heart, guess she will never know. So the little romeo decided to forget his heart-break and waited for things to get better. Unfortunately they never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 4: Kodak Camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Mummyyyy I want a Kodak camera...I want to take photos of all my friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom:&lt;/b&gt; No ra, it is very costly, 1400 rupees, that much for only one day is high na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu:&lt;/b&gt; Mummy Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! Mummy Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom:&lt;/b&gt; Ok ok, we will go to Anutex and get the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pingu: &lt;/b&gt;Thanks mummy, the first photo I will take will be of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pingu got his scrapbook filled by all his friends but by the time it reached Tanya, a ban was placed on scrapbooks in the classroom.She never filled it but he did get to take a photo of her on the Farewell Day. He was very happy with that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scene 5: Nine Years Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pingu, is all grown up, working in an Infrastructure company. On his visit to hyderabad, he comes across Tanya. She vanished before he could say hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-480253577508436889?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/480253577508436889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=480253577508436889' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/480253577508436889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/480253577508436889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2010/05/dream-girl-kisi-shaayar-ki-ghazal.html' title='Dream Girl -- Kisi Shaayar Ki Ghazal'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/S_2Eltf8JaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zzZ0SPnu7jY/s72-c/the-dream-girl-n1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-1288726865834502653</id><published>2009-02-23T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:25:20.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Fight To Imperfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SaqDR97mOTI/AAAAAAAAADU/cM1GaldZPBc/s1600-h/child_borderline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SaqDR97mOTI/AAAAAAAAADU/cM1GaldZPBc/s320/child_borderline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199455515097394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pingu hated waking up early, especially on a Sunday. To wake up was one thing, but to go out and play cricket was even worse. His best friend Sai was already waiting downstairs with his BDM bat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sai and Pingu were best friends since they were six. Everyone envied the duo's coolest collection of WWF cards, radiums and double decker magnet pencil boxes. They went to school together, played cricket together and spent most of their time hopelessly playing the spirit game. When at school they sneaked out of PT class, played pen-dash during the science classes and slept through the math classes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pingu came down and lazily started walking with his friend. "Today i will score a century" Sai said. Pingu ignored his drivel, he knew they were definitely going to lose the match as the opponents had a bowler who could bowl off spinners, on spinners, out spinners, in spinners and what not. Eventually they did lose the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the match the captain of the rival team  mocked Sai, so he punched him. The skirmish grew into a big fight, and everyone started hitting Sai. Pingu tried to fight but he realized he wasn't strong so he ran to call someone. A few adults stopped the fight and Pingu felt he did the right thing by getting the adults involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day Sai accused Pingu of being a coward and the entire class labeled him a darpok. Most things went back to normal in a few days except for the best friends part. The next time they played cricket Sai  had to chose his side, one after one he selected his players. Pingu was usually the first person to enter Sai's team but this time he was left out. Pingu didn't want to play in the other team so he went back home and cried. He cried because he felt weak,he cried because he couldn't discriminate right from wrong . How could he feel guilty even after doing what he felt was right?. Did his friends really mean the world to him? Was he really a coward? Would he always run away?. He realized that it would have hurt him a lot lesser if he would have taken a blow instead of running away and that sometimes doing the right thing may hurt a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve years later Pingu still struggles to say the right words but he knows that relationships are inherently weak and a moment of indecision can scar a person for a lifetime. Some of us are cursed to hide our feelings, Some of us make stupid mistakes, Some of us are scared of getting hurt and Some of us just don't know how to make a loved one smile, but if all of us are  perfect would love still be so amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-1288726865834502653?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/1288726865834502653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=1288726865834502653' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1288726865834502653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1288726865834502653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2009/02/fight-to-imperfection.html' title='A  Fight To Imperfection'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SaqDR97mOTI/AAAAAAAAADU/cM1GaldZPBc/s72-c/child_borderline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-1479497878732010814</id><published>2008-07-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:31:41.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SHjBvmpXw_I/AAAAAAAAACA/MN61jz6bRM8/s1600-h/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222136791508173810" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SHjBvmpXw_I/AAAAAAAAACA/MN61jz6bRM8/s320/love3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've had enough of this parade.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;When I see you then I know it will be next to me&lt;br /&gt;And when I need you then I know you will be there with me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;--------&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Travis - Closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've always struggled to say the right words to people around me. This post is a tiny attempt to thank all the people who have made my life so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GOD : I thank you for blessing me with the most amazing parents and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PARENTS : I live for you, and I'd trade my entire life for a moment with you cuz you are the best parents in the whole universe and I know you love me more than anyone ever can......saying anything else would just be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;COUSINS : I hate you for all the girly things you make me do, but thats insignificant compared to how much I love you. You've always been there for me, laughed at my silly jokes, listened to my stupid stories, been a part of my crazy pranks, held me together when things didn't go my way. I know we haven't spent as much time together as we wish but I promise that from now on I will try harder. Love you loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FRIENDS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mouli : My mentor/idol, you have helped me through so many tough times, Ive lost count of it, I can never thank you enough. I hope I can be half as good a person as you. The dialogue "No matter what happens in life we three will always stick out for each other" the most filmy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Shrew a.k.a Sravan : The only person who has more problems than me at any given instant, I've learned so much from you. One guy who hopelessly tries to seem bad but fails miserably. Thanks for always cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rambo a.k.a Ramesh : Hyderabad without you would never be the same, if it weren't for you I would have probably turned into nerdracula a lot sooner. Coolio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sai + Srikanth + Tkt + Kuppu + Manda + Ravi + Praveen + Po + Pinky + Nikhil + Dukaye + Chintu + Sneha + Ajay +.................. : The most amazing childhood friends ever, can't forget all the goofy times and the cricket matches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mukala : Rash on the outside but one of the nicest persons I've come across, Thanks for always being there for me even though I couldn't do the same for you. You've caused me more monetary losses than anyone else. Wonder why the market crashes every time you invest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dms + Bully + Babai + Gangee : The first group at NITW that I could be a part of, the sportstars of NITW( even though most would disagree I still believe we play the best football ever). I can never forget the countless trips to dhaba and the unlimited entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aditya : One of the few people in NITW who is as lazy as me and thinks along the same lines as me.Thanks for always listening to my elimination plans and reading my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amruth : The Roger Fooderer of NITW, we have played the most ridiculous tennis of all time, if I ever turn pro its because of your stupid serve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deepa a.k.a Delileo : A girl who dreams more than the whole world put together. Its funny how we can keep chatting for hours together until both of us end up with sore throats and how everyone ignores us once we start talking to each other. The best thing that happened after college and one of my bestest friends ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jessie Akka : Thanks akka for always listening to my nonsense. Can never forget the Murgh Malai Kabab that brought us to tears, never..he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A special thanks to all the people who have made this blog and hence this post possible... Azeera ( I've started blogging after reading your amazing posts ), Dms ( Thanks a lot for always trying to improve my blog with your google wisdom, we shall rule the internet some day ;)the billions of people worldwide who eagerly wait for my posts.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-1479497878732010814?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/1479497878732010814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=1479497878732010814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1479497878732010814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1479497878732010814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/07/closer.html' title='CLOSER'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SHjBvmpXw_I/AAAAAAAAACA/MN61jz6bRM8/s72-c/love3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-3488453548839454308</id><published>2008-05-24T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:17.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Sad Little World Soaked In Infinite Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SDhXVt5HeLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/W3PoHo9kt5U/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SDhXVt5HeLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/W3PoHo9kt5U/s320/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204005400034638002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a pretty little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Born to smile, born to love,&lt;br /&gt;But every tear she cried,&lt;br /&gt;Was a stab till love was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A victim of his selfishness,&lt;br /&gt;She was torn inside,&lt;br /&gt;When tears were blood,&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in a body that wasn't her own,&lt;br /&gt;She fell into an endless well of misery,&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the bottom was the only relief,&lt;br /&gt;She came to an everlasting rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in this sick sad world,&lt;br /&gt;Some little girls only know to weep,&lt;br /&gt;For their souls are murdered,&lt;br /&gt;By evil men the world doesn't hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the world ever care???&lt;br /&gt;For these little girls that bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have written this poem as I can never relate to the amount of pain a person goes through in such circumstances but, everyday the newspaper is filled with rape incidents...........Uncles, neighbours,teachers, cops, brothers, fathers.......I can't understand how people can be so cruel.........Will the world ever be free from all this misery and pain......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-3488453548839454308?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/3488453548839454308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=3488453548839454308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/3488453548839454308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/3488453548839454308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-sad-world-soaked-in-infinite.html' title='Sick Sad Little World Soaked In Infinite Misery'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SDhXVt5HeLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/W3PoHo9kt5U/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-3662611089393739083</id><published>2008-05-24T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:17.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABDUCTION OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R3YOjZp_FNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7ln-_hbytYU/s1600-h/iran-iraq_war-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R3YOjZp_FNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7ln-_hbytYU/s320/iran-iraq_war-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149319225289938130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Torn apart between right and wrong,&lt;br /&gt;We struggle in a state of lunacy,&lt;div&gt;Filled with volatile beliefs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We crawl in a pit of confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like moths around a flame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fight over the unknown,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drowning in the darkness of discrimination,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fail to see all the similarity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost in the delusions of power,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lose a grip on life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unaware of the beauty of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pour hatred into our souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starve your suspiscions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free your soul from rage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is all we need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets fill our hearts with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is a paradise waiting for all of us.......If we can put an end to hatred and give love a chance......Nationality, Political beliefs, Ethnicity, Religion, Caste......there can be a million things that seperate us......but they should never stop us from loving each other.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-3662611089393739083?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/3662611089393739083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=3662611089393739083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/3662611089393739083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/3662611089393739083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/05/abduction-of-love.html' title='ABDUCTION OF LOVE'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R3YOjZp_FNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7ln-_hbytYU/s72-c/iran-iraq_war-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-9079733814360917192</id><published>2008-05-11T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T04:53:21.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Dreaming on 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SCp4mm55ewI/AAAAAAAAABs/bNSbqoMW3JE/s1600-h/dreams.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SCp4mm55ewI/AAAAAAAAABs/bNSbqoMW3JE/s320/dreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200101324426410754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;After watching an episode of scrubs in which JD &amp;amp; Turk have a "Things to do before we turn 30" list, I have decided to come up with a wish list of my own. I am confused about where my life's heading, mainly coz I am still as emotional as a six year old girl and my decision making ability is worse than that of a drunken baboon. So maybe analyzing what I want from my life by making a list of my selfish wishes might clear things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;30 THINGS TO DO BEFORE I TURN 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;1)   Meet Alicia Silverstone and get a picture taken with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;2)   A silent walk in the rain with a girl I like. (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;3)   MS in the US of A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;4)   Get a really cool job and use the extra cash to publish my poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;5)   Visit Disney Land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;6)   Learn playin a piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;7)   Visit the Eiffel tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;8)   Learn a Foreign language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;9)   A ride on a Giant Wheel. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;10)  Sky diving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;11)   Learn to swim.(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;12)  Hit six sixes in an over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;13)  Visit France and Italy after exploring India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;14)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Climb Mt. Moula Ali. ( Which happens to be right beside my house) (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Completed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;15)  Eat atleast 100 types of brown chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;16) Travel in a tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;17)  Watch Chelsea play at the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;18)  Sing in front of an audience.(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;19)  Lose myself in the eyes of a person, whatever that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;20) Try my super cool yet super dangerous Bhaski Bottom wrestling move on someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;21) Visit five beaches.(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;22)  Get  pictures taken with a donkey, dolphin, seal, penguin and panda.(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Penguin, Seal Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;23)  Continue to be ciggy and booze free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;25)  Wear a spiderman outfit and run in the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;26)  Get front row tickets to a Himesh Reshammiya concert and mock him all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;27)   Go camping in a forest and watch the sky all night long. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;28)  Run the Hyderabad marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;29)  Direct a mini movie and get a cool nick like VJpac or Vthug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;30)  Help an old man cross a road. ( The toughest task among the 30, esp coz I am horrible at crossing roads)                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's gonna be completing tasks Earl Hickey style.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-9079733814360917192?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/9079733814360917192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=9079733814360917192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/9079733814360917192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/9079733814360917192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/05/21-dreaming-on-30.html' title='21 Dreaming on 30'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/SCp4mm55ewI/AAAAAAAAABs/bNSbqoMW3JE/s72-c/dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-2215058873517649818</id><published>2008-02-10T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:18.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R67poV4B3zI/AAAAAAAAABc/3naiI2POlgM/s1600-h/DT+First+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R67poV4B3zI/AAAAAAAAABc/3naiI2POlgM/s320/DT+First+Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165322701916725042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ambrosia never tasted sweeter than,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;A silent peek of your elysian smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Like the moonlight that adorns the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You've filled every ounce of me with ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs of an enchanted nymph wouldn't coax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Restless souls that long for your voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Like the love for gold that enamoured midas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You've enraptured my inane heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-2215058873517649818?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/2215058873517649818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=2215058873517649818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/2215058873517649818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/2215058873517649818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/02/breathe.html' title='BREATHE'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R67poV4B3zI/AAAAAAAAABc/3naiI2POlgM/s72-c/DT+First+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-5488571399764701238</id><published>2008-01-14T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:18.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALWAYS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R6w42GxH9-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/chjK_UcpgWc/s1600-h/garretstarlabeachBWstraightline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164565374867863522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R6w42GxH9-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/chjK_UcpgWc/s320/garretstarlabeachBWstraightline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will always cherish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the warbled melody of your voice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;relishing all the joy ingrained,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in every word you say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always wish upon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shooting stars and fallen eyelashes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;certain that wishes would come true,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you paint green over blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always treasure,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tender moments strewn in time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;times when i was lost,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever in your smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always believe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how many times undone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;hanging on to dreams of an us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" &gt;even when you seem to look away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-5488571399764701238?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/5488571399764701238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=5488571399764701238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/5488571399764701238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/5488571399764701238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2008/01/always.html' title='ALWAYS.....'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R6w42GxH9-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/chjK_UcpgWc/s72-c/garretstarlabeachBWstraightline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-542520305915838527</id><published>2007-12-19T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T07:24:00.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 5@5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I recently realized that Iam not as good at literary works as I thought i was, so instead of writing a normal post I decided to complete the two tags I got from my friends........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This one is called TOP 5@5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BOOKS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol id=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Kite Runner - Khalid Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Read this book a year ago and is by far the best I have ever read.........has absolutely everything..... touches a lot of issues and makes you think for quite a while.....so a must read.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Collection Of Poems - Thomas Hardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Amazing poems......the book in the school library that amused me most....my friends found hardly boys and fancy drews cool.....so used to hide this book whenever anyone came around to avoid being a nerd but, there were always other reasons for me to be one......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time line - Micheal Crichton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Read it when I was in school.....this book has done wonders to my day dreaming ability...time travel, love, sacrifice, science, battles, ancient civilizations, crazy weird geeks....has pretty much everything.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To Kill A Mocking Bird - Harper Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Read it for a book review in college......lovely book......Amazing characters and plot, humour is simple yet outstanding, human emotions and values are depicted exceptionally well.....never had more fun reading a book....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Steal Away - Jennifer Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : This is the last good book that I have read.....has a nice plot, but for some weird reason confused me quite a lot.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MOVIES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Iam a perfect libran(peace loving and emotional) so dont  blame me if you watch any of the movies below and dont find them interesting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol id=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life Is Beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: The best movie ever.... filled with love, funny and still can make you cry like a baby... splendid performance by Roberto Benjini and the italian actress looks gud too....a definite must watch.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : A really good movie, just love it.... Amazing performance by Dakota Fanning........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Funny, simple, sweet, ugly, Eddie murphy in a perfect role...........absolutely awesome movie.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Father of the bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : No movie list is complete without a Steve Martin movie, from bowfinger to bilko all his movies rock.....but definetly is his best and my favourite.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dr Dolittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Absolutely hilarious movie......makes you laugh no matter how many times you watch it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MUSIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: (Tough to select five favourite songs, so these are the five that are in my head at this instant......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol id=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;November Rain - GnR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Amazing song.....one of the best rock songs ever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Khamaj - Fuzon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Dunno much about the band but a very nice song...the video is real good too........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Breathe - Michelle Branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Cool song..... just like the girl with guitar/piano concept......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Been listening to this song for ages but still sounds as good as the first time......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Summer Of 69 - Bryan Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Nice song.....gets you into the air guitor mood almost instantaneously......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : Cant rate food....too tough......ice creams rock though.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ACTIVITIES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Iam real lazy....though i prefer doing certain things more than the other its because of constraints rather than genuine interest......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whoaa !!!!....Finally completed.........Anyone who likes the content of this post is tagged by default....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;@First line of the post....Naaa...........I know I rock bigtime........was just out of topics so tried a tag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-542520305915838527?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/542520305915838527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=542520305915838527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/542520305915838527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/542520305915838527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-55.html' title='TOP 5@5'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-6672457281742190142</id><published>2007-12-08T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:19.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEAUTIFUL LETDOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R1uqVwGSdpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FCPjuEXWF9s/s1600-h/54angels_wings1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R1uqVwGSdpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FCPjuEXWF9s/s320/54angels_wings1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141890690238805650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Designed to crash, destined to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with broken wings I try to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;high into the azure skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;transcending multitude of motley wonders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mesmerised by the mellifluous breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; intangible emotions posses me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I realize the purpose of my flight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a glimpse of your cherubic smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I look, into the vast emptiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wonder if you are still eluding me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I fear the inevitable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I fly higher and higher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope couldnt decieve me a little longer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;desire wouldnt defy inhibitions any more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the pain urges me to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with broken wings I hit the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tears trickle down my cheek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a pearly raindrop enraptures me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;foolishly I assume its you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with broken wings I fly again..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-6672457281742190142?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/6672457281742190142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=6672457281742190142' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/6672457281742190142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/6672457281742190142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2007/12/beautiful-letdown.html' title='THE BEAUTIFUL LETDOWN'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/R1uqVwGSdpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FCPjuEXWF9s/s72-c/54angels_wings1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-4510782436943573929</id><published>2007-05-05T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:19.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IAM PERFECT BUT WHAT'S WITH YOU???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rj2rB7HFFhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ELbPaPOBTxg/s1600-h/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rj2rB7HFFhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ELbPaPOBTxg/s320/main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061389605769909778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was bad, I am good and someday I will be perfect but you will never know, for you will always be lost searching for a better me.” - Vijay bhasker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to do something productive this summer( apart from writing weird posts that no one reads ), that's when I decided  to ask the one above for a little help. God and I haven't spoken much nowadays,he's still ashamed of creating me and I am too mad at him for not killing Himesh oops I mean himass, but he still loves me enough to take out all his frustrations on me( now thats what I call true love).As an answer to my prayers oops whining, I got a  project in IIIT Hyderabad, not bad huh???, that's exactly what I thought, but I have to travel 6 hours a  day, which by the way includes a journey by a train, a bus, an auto and my sexy oops lazy legs(Kids,too much of television or jamelia  can really ruin your language).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok, enough of the complaints, lets talk about my project which is related to Earthquake resistant structures. It deals with structural analysis of buildings under seismic forces, funnily enough all I have been exposed to so far is structural analysis of people( I was unaware of this science before).I have come across new terms like perfect structure,average structure, ok -ok smile, perfect face, perfect behaviour and what not(Thats how people here describe each other).Being the bhaskilicious*( If fergie can come up with fergilicious and  beyonce with bootylicious I can definetly come up with bhaskilicious right?)  person I am, I spent quite some time thinking about it and came up with a hypothesis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[ * bhaskilicious adj –  neurotic to the bone.(Please use this word as often as you can so that it can  become an official English word :D) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ever since life began on god's green earth,the females of all species have been competing with one another for perfection but the males have been dumb enough to coexist peacefully and smart enough to rate the females. Millions of years later one of the guys deciced to sneak into  a girls hostel to steal a fairness cream, and  that's when the males got caught in the obsession too. A tribe of retards and halfwits eventually decided that all human beings were mere objects of pleasure and so perfection needs to be achieved in their every aspect. One needs to look good, have a great voice , a cool sense of humour, intelligence..... blah blah blah.....So a large scale introduction  of beauty products, weight loss programs, personality development tools etc was done to benefit the not so perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I am trying to say is that every person has a few things that are really amazing about him and a few things that are totally disgusting. You never need to be perfect as no one ever can, just be happy the way you are. WHEN YOU ARE FINDING FAULTS WITH SOMEONE REMEMBER THAT THERE ARE A FEW THINGS ABOUT YOU THAT ARE TOTALLY OBNOXIOUS TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you havent enjoyed the post, remember that I am not perfect, and I now that you are screwed up too.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-4510782436943573929?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/4510782436943573929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=4510782436943573929' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/4510782436943573929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/4510782436943573929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2007/05/iam-perfect-but-whats-with-you.html' title='IAM PERFECT BUT WHAT&apos;S WITH YOU???'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rj2rB7HFFhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ELbPaPOBTxg/s72-c/main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-1135094974142935780</id><published>2007-03-13T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:44:19.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO SLEEP AND NOT BE CAUGHT !!!!!!  -  VIJAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rfa-OG_seMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2ee9DxAFpkw/s1600-h/_41075360_sleepingmidshipmen_ap416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rfa-OG_seMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2ee9DxAFpkw/s320/_41075360_sleepingmidshipmen_ap416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041425982493063362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To sleep in a classroom is just a surreptitious act, but to sleep in the first bench of a classroom is a display of finesse and dexterity of the highest order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ---- William Sleepsphe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;About the author :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The author has wide experience in the field of sleeping. He has slept during lectures held in over eight different premier institutes and decieved countlesss lecturers with his vulpine intelligence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;About the book :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The book "To sleep and not be caught" is an international bestseller and has also won the sleepitzer prize.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preview :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Are you afraid of sleeping in the classroom? Have you ever been caught by a finicky pedagogue? Are you docile? Do you concentrate during a boring and discursive lecture?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;If the answer to any of the above questions is a "yes", then you have copious reasons to continue reading. It is high time, you grab the vicissitude that has been long eluding you. Remember, every hour you spend on a useless lecture will haunt you all your life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tips :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The angle of vision of a ‘normal’ human lecturer is 60 degrees 45 minutes 36 seconds, so it is better you don’t lie within this range i.e the first benches of the extreme rows are the safest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In case you don’t prefer the first bench, sit behind the person with the largest possible surface area in your class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Never sit beside a person who is highly attentive as this increases the chances of your capture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your head should be inclined at the maximum possible angle to the line perpendicular to the plane of the board.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make it a point to keep nodding your head, while you are asleep( this comes with practice only so work real hard on it.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Always sit beside a person who is not aware of these tips.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Reviews:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Buy the book or I will shoot you straight in the head – Vijay Bhasker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The book is so good you will fall asleep halfway through – Tekken chronicle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mindblowing, an amazing book and a definite must read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Times of    Warangal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Do you want a collection of such amazing tips? Then please go ahead and buy the book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can visit our online website nowwhoisit.blogspot.com or call us on our toll free number 1212345654.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-1135094974142935780?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/1135094974142935780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=1135094974142935780' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1135094974142935780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/1135094974142935780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-sleep-and-not-be-caught-vijay.html' title='TO SLEEP AND NOT BE CAUGHT !!!!!!  -  VIJAY'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqtzVhA97WE/Rfa-OG_seMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2ee9DxAFpkw/s72-c/_41075360_sleepingmidshipmen_ap416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-115282543252829731</id><published>2006-07-13T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:57:31.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Bisected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/1600/63269143225718750_Pretty%20Ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/320/63269143225718750_Pretty%20Ugly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My college is pretty close to hyderabad so I keep going back to my house whenever possible.On one such journey, my train was late by an hour so I was left stranded in the railway station.Iam a midget when it comes to patience so I started cursing almost everyone, beginning from the guy who lays the tracks to the railway minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was trying to settle down, I saw a girl who looked like an etheral damsel.She was walking towards me and I kept staring at her in a really bizzare manner.I just couldnt take my eyes off her(All ugly guys are cursed to admire beauty and I am no exception) .She sat a little farther away from me but I was happy as I could still get a glimpse of her pretty face.Her eyes were really attractive and I was so lost in getting a proper view of them that I never took notice of the guy(her brother I guess) beside her untill I saw a couple of really furious eyes in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hapenned next was something even nostradamus wouldnt have predicted.A small boy in a totally torn outfit walked up to the girl and asked her for some money and in the process ended up touching her hand .Her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cadaverous and she said something to the guy beside her.The guy pushed the poor kid so hard that he fell down and started crying.There wasn’t even the slightest trace of remorse in the girls face and her petulant smile confirmed that there was none in her heart either.I felt horrible not because of the poignant incident that took place but because there was a tiny part of me that still found the girl beautiful.Eventually the train did arrive and I made sure that I didnt get into the same compartment as hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up how life is, some of us are blessed with everything while others find it hard to keep body and soul together.Just because you are doing well doesn’t mean you can be rude to the one’s who are struggling.There are thousands of people in the world who breathe just to know they are alive.If possible try helping these people but don’t ever be harsh to them as the creator has already done that mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, there are a few things that I have learnt from this experience.(Iam not religious so Iam not going to talk about karma,sins and other related weird stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If people were to look as ugly as their thoughts then the world would be filled with ogres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No matter who you are, if u do something bad you will definetly get back something bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never judge a person by the way he/she looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is always better to buy a cell phone with an integrated camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do not make eye contact while staring at a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never arrive early to a railway station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-115282543252829731?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/115282543252829731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=115282543252829731' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115282543252829731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115282543252829731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2006/07/beauty-bisected.html' title='Beauty Bisected'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-115252997779773381</id><published>2006-07-10T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:01:11.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Way To Make An Easy Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/1600/Millau_Viaduct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/320/Millau_Viaduct.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Iam going through one of those phases in life where you can’t help but laugh at your own misery.I am in a branch which never amused me, I have got horrible grades in my first year at NITW and to make things worse I got through IIT JEE again with a hopeless rank of 4000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had never taken my acads seriously so I was still as happy as I ever was, but a week ago my dad finally decided to enlighten me about the fact that there's more to life than music,food and television.He asked me what my future plans were.I was in no mood to answer the question as I knew that Iam as bad at planning as anna kournikova is at playing tennis and more importantly I was busy watching my favourite cartoon.So i said Iam thinking of constructing another Millau Viaduct, hoping that it would take some time for my dad to recover from the shocking answer.Unfortunately he had this "Iam smarter than you" grin on his face and thats when I realised that this was going to take longer than expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next few days I kept making futile attempts to find something good about civil engineering and trust me its as tough as finding something bad about Alicia Silverstone's face.Thats when I realized how big a mess I have got myself into.I found that there were not many good jobs in my branch and I really have to slog it out to get a good salary, now that was exactly what I never wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have learnt some stuff in the process and I would like to share it with you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1) Never choose a branch if you dont have an interest in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2) Never choose a branch just because the college is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3) If you are lookin for fatter pay packets and cozy jobs, choose the circuit branches only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4) The campus placements in most colleges are the same even though it doesnt appear so unless you take a look around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5) Dont be under the illusion that you will slide into a better branch after first year.It rarely happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6)Certain branches like civil,mettalurgy,mining etc have very few decent jobs and the hourly pay rate is very low too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7) Never choose a college just because it’s near your house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have committed all the above mistakes, but still there are so many options left and I have decided to go for an MS (atleast that would land me in US of A).Now that would seem very silly considering that I havent entered second year yet, but what the heck, I had to choose something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is a really bizzare way to end this post, but I cant help it.Stick around for a couple of more years and I promise you a better ending....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-115252997779773381?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/115252997779773381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=115252997779773381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115252997779773381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115252997779773381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2006/07/hardest-way-to-make-easy-living.html' title='The Hardest Way To Make An Easy Living'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-115157296136254912</id><published>2006-06-29T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:00:58.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Himesh Reshsmmiya Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Q) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What would a smart person do if he is stuck in the same room as Himesh Reshammiya,Osama Bin Laden,Saddam Hussein and have a gun with only two bullets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He would shoot Himesh Reshammiya twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most people fear that the world is soon gonna come to an end, but little do they know that the hell raiser is already here.Yeah, you guessed it right Iam talking about the nasal psycho,Himesh Reshammiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;aajaaa aajaaa aajaaa aajaaa aajaaa.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;joom joom joom joom joom joom joom............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Extensive research has proved that prolonged exposure to his incoherent nonsense reduces the human life span to one fifth.Put aside humans I think his songs even mess up the lives of dogs,cats,rats,cockroaches,donkey's and dont know what else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He has already taken control of all the music channels in India.I am going crazy listening to him all day on the TV,on the roads,in the cabs.Damn!! he's even on the news channels.Can any one stop this catastrophe?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just dont get why he wears a cap?.It seems more like an extension of his body.His off springs would probably be a new breed of humans born with a cap,programmed to speak with their nose and sing like a wounded dog.Then to make things worse he holds the mike like a toothbrush, which I believe allows him to keep his mouth off the way when he is busy singing with his nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;check this out (really hilarious) : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pzmrs89fH44&amp;amp;search=himesh"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pzmrs89fH44&amp;amp;search=himesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must confess that I did appreciate the first few songs of Himesh but now that he has decided to come out with 50 songs a year,I have just lost it.Even the most hardcore Himesh fanatics will accept that he is becoming more and more untolerable.Each of his songs resembles the other like a siamese twin and can give a migrane to even the fittest of people.Whats weird is that he shows his ugly self in all his videos, he does that may be because its the only way he can get any where near a hot chick.No wonder all his videos end with the girl leaving him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can go on for miles, but I think I have already given enough inspiration for people to choke Himesh to death.Lets hope he doesnt sing anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please take a look around and you will find that there are so many talented singers out there.Think before you buy a CD of Himesh, there are better ways to kill yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PEACE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-115157296136254912?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/115157296136254912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=115157296136254912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115157296136254912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115157296136254912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2006/06/himesh-reshsmmiya-sucks.html' title='Himesh Reshsmmiya Sucks'/><author><name>Vijay Bhasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06581723602871900966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhwOzzXT6vA/Tddbah1p7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DBf_VwIXXiM/s220/character_large_332x363_tommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30351461.post-115145887943932938</id><published>2006-06-27T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:01:25.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post - Broken_Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/1600/th_scarypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/84/3254/320/th_scarypic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life is easy if you are a misanthrope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always had a strange attraction for giving advice and helping people out, so I generally hover around most of the teen help websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I had a conversation with a girl from New Jersey on one such website.Her initial post had the usual querulous stuff like bullying and depression, so considering her to be the typical american teenager i decided to help her out.Unfortunately ,I am not blessed with a sixth sense so i couldnt foresee the mess i was getting into and what hapenned next was just a series of devastating events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Presented as close as possible to the real version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit------ me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside----- the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit enters the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside enters the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit : hi /hugs/ iam really sorry to hear that u r havin such a tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : thanks for the concern.a**hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : i do realize that ur goin thru a lot rite now but that doesnt mean u can start bullying me coz i am already havin enough trouble in my life /smile/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : ppl around me r so mean to me,my mom hates me,my elder brother gives me sh*t all day,my friends think Iam crazy,the guys in the school keep calling me an ugly b****h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : awwww poor thing.look its not gonna be this way all the time once u get to college things are gonna change.most of the school children are mean ,but there r definetly gonna b ppl in ur class who wud love to hav u as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : all ur sayin doesnt apply to me.my dads never visited me once he left my mom.i feel like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : please trust me it is gonna work. abt ur dad,take a look around,there r so many ppl who live with seperated parents and they r not thinking about killing themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : look i know ur tryin to help but i jus dont wanna liv with all these problems anymore i just dont know what to do.I have tried cutting my wrists so many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : u really need professional help please contact your school counsellor or the nearest possible counsellor immediately. i will give u the helpline number of new jersey in just a minute please wait.dont do any silly stuff that u cant take back....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : U really dont understand how close Iam to killing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit:ur scarin the sh*t outta me!!!!!!!!.i will talk to sum1 from new jersey in the member list and get their phone number so that you can talk to them.v are all here to help u out!!!!!!!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : Ok gimme 1 reason for me to live n i will take things back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : life's short.if u just hold on a little longer u will realize there's no point in killing ur self.I promise u things will get better.I am willing to help u out in every possible way.pls just listen to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : life is short?compared to what?. it is the longest and painful thing there ever is.my life sux and i have decided to end it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit : please dont do it.this is not the way its supposed to end.there definetly is a gr8 life ahead of u!!!!!!!!!!!.pls give it a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside : nice try.meet u sumday in heaven or hell.bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken_inside has left the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit:please dont do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nowwhoisit:pls dont!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nowwhoisit has left the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I stayed awake all night to check if there were any new posts from her.I searched all the news sites to see if there were any cases of suicide in New Jersey.I spoke to the moderators and was in touch with the members from New Jersey in that website but nothing came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally devastated and depressed.I feared the situation would get worse if my parents or friends get to know about it,so i had to keep it to myself.I was getting more and more miserable and restless with every passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After twelve agonizing days that F***ing B***h(sorry for my language, those where the exact words in my head at that moment) sent me an email saying that she was fine and thanked me for all the help .I dont even know what went through my head when I read that mail.I totally went bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On asking her what took her so long to reply,she said she was hospitalised as she cut both her wrists and ended up losing a lot of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I learnt a couple of things from this weird experience......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First one being the fact that different people handle their problems differently, some lash out on others, some blame themselves, some of us try finding a solution but most of us try running away, which is never gonna work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The second one is that,no matter how hard you try sometimes things dont work out the way you want them to, but that shouldnt mould you into a quitter.No one knows what would have hapenned if you just wouldnt have tried..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In case you are wondering..............I am still out there giving advice.Does any one need any help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30351461-115145887943932938?l=nowwhoisit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/feeds/115145887943932938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30351461&amp;postID=115145887943932938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115145887943932938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30351461/posts/default/115145887943932938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowwhoisit.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post-brokeninside.html' title='My First Post - 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