<?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-4320347671792088543</id><updated>2011-06-08T11:48:25.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1568801771443947959</id><published>2008-12-24T13:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:47:29.779+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Help!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is something I think about all day, now days. Why am I so indecisive?? I think, its perfect this time. Everything!! But, something inside me says this is not it. Yet, I don't see the problem. Am I one of those who can never know?? Or should I just stop thinking so much???&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/4320347671792088543-1568801771443947959?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1568801771443947959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1568801771443947959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_12_24_archive.html#1568801771443947959' title='&quot;Help!&quot;'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2818339859483136533</id><published>2008-12-16T00:37:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:57:19.165+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Usual rant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have realized in the past few months (not that I didn't earlier but am sure now) that anyone who tries even remotely to enter my territory (my space), I just can't take that person for very long. Also, my problem lies in the fact that I keep getting irritated and never let the other person ever have the slightest hint about what I feel. I think, people should just mind their own business. Why the fuck do you even care!!!?? How does it even matter what I do?? I am not fucking answerable to you for what I do. Even if you are jobless and have nothing constructive to do, honestly its not my fucking problem. Get a life everyone!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why don't people pick up hints?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Helloooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! Actually, if you were smart enough, you would. I guess, am expecting a bit too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am done for the day. Feeling good!! :D&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/4320347671792088543-2818339859483136533?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2818339859483136533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2818339859483136533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_12_16_archive.html#2818339859483136533' title='Usual rant...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-8497016501088575026</id><published>2008-11-27T02:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:24:23.413+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Untitled-###</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My horoscope says: "Exercise today". :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-8497016501088575026?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8497016501088575026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8497016501088575026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_11_27_archive.html#8497016501088575026' title='Untitled-###'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-584275946400419779</id><published>2008-09-29T21:57:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:01:47.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two n  a half...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday, 26th october.....10:00am.....Art room-1.....fashion merchandising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looked at the watch it was 10:15. I jumped out of the bed and in the next five I was running towards college. Honestly, those five minutes were longest. I reached there and the exam, thankfully, was going to get cancelled. Phew!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Implusive plans are always much more fun. And, the ones like these are "mind-blowing" [:P]. Despite all the work, we've been upto the usual random things. Enjoying the work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's good, like always. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/4320347671792088543-584275946400419779?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/584275946400419779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/584275946400419779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_09_29_archive.html#584275946400419779' title='Two n  a half...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2594356851803208029</id><published>2008-09-23T20:17:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:46:53.094+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blabber....as usual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Am in a weird phase past sometime. I judge too much, get irritated too easily with everything rather everyone and I avoid talking to many people, sometimes, even the ones that am close to. I have never liked being around such people myself and so, this is not at all a welcome change. I don't like it and am hoping I'll be over all this soon. May be, its time for me to go home for sometime. But, what pisses me off the most is when people walk up to me and try n tell me how I have changed a lot over the past few months. What I completely fail to understand is why these people can't mind their bloody own business!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a lot of work to do and am enjoying it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;. And, I just spoke to dad. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/4320347671792088543-2594356851803208029?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2594356851803208029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2594356851803208029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_09_23_archive.html#2594356851803208029' title='Blabber....as usual.'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-8601606908094174415</id><published>2008-09-18T22:57:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:12:27.630+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Title???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I often wonder (like most others), how life's going to be after a few years? I wish someone could tell me. What will be the outcome of all this?? The end......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of all the keys on the keyboard, I end up using the backspace the most. I wish that could be applied to our lives as well. Or may be an undo option.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22 women in one place results in a lot of blabber and gossip and fun and much more at times. [;-)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.......................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to sleep and I have work to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-8601606908094174415?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8601606908094174415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8601606908094174415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_09_18_archive.html#8601606908094174415' title='Title???'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2168357973934396000</id><published>2008-09-02T22:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:29:31.791+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men n laptops.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't trust them!!!!!!! They are unpredictable and will most likely, ditch you when you need them the most.&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/4320347671792088543-2168357973934396000?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2168357973934396000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2168357973934396000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_09_02_archive.html#2168357973934396000' title='Men n laptops.....'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1483505446714036932</id><published>2008-09-01T00:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:43:17.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Untitled 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I often hide things...........from myself.&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/4320347671792088543-1483505446714036932?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1483505446714036932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1483505446714036932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1483505446714036932' title='Untitled 2'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2828376193171356411</id><published>2008-08-23T23:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:25:43.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:-|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realized one more thing, I suck at keeping promises!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-2828376193171356411?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2828376193171356411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2828376193171356411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_08_23_archive.html#2828376193171356411' title=':-|'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-7726304435302199225</id><published>2008-08-16T03:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:18:36.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Untitled....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sometimes, one person's decision can change the other person's course of life forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Happiness comes in the most unexpected ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I can never be sure of certain things in life. Never, I guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. I have promised myself about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; regularly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-7726304435302199225?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7726304435302199225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7726304435302199225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_08_16_archive.html#7726304435302199225' title='Untitled....'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-7727513248782184201</id><published>2008-08-12T23:16:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:45:18.285+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some more....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233691120744511794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHOWFQXuTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SK_eSOsQcj0/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the way to Bagh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHU-eTO3uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sjOgqb5pOPo/s1600-h/IMG_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233698411731934946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHU-eTO3uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sjOgqb5pOPo/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; Jab we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHR4bnJz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aizwurMMQBY/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233695009396084546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHR4bnJz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aizwurMMQBY/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; The Gang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233704112919008050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHaKU4J0zI/AAAAAAAAAE4/G85onO6grcg/s320/IMG_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The autoride..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233707519657216674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHdQn91iqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xAmceeV8NnM/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4320347671792088543-7727513248782184201?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7727513248782184201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7727513248782184201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_08_12_archive.html#7727513248782184201' title='Some more....'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKHOWFQXuTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SK_eSOsQcj0/s72-c/IMG_0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1694301560128580702</id><published>2008-08-11T22:52:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:00:56.957+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of life n things.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are times in life when so much happens in so little time that you hardly get anytime to absorb much. But, nevertheless, life's good. In fact, great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was busy with a college project for which I had to travel to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baagh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maheshwar&lt;/span&gt;, both beautiful places, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maheshwar&lt;/span&gt;. The place where we stayed was right on the bank of river Narmada. A temple right in the middle.....beautiful!! The side of the temple towards the right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233325231105875250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKCBkgInnTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gJlgwF0i6lM/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233324235850084434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKCAqkhJcFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/euVZAHKkdmE/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even the last few days in college have been fun. With no classes, we end up roaming around the entire day. Finally, got to see "The Dark Knight". Its awesome and am in love with the joker. That retards got something about him. (more on that later) :-D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I drove an auto or I pretended to do so for sometime. Was looking for an auto for a while and then this friend of mine spotted one and the driver was missing. And so we were, up to are usual moronic acts of ours. Went to the men's loo today!! :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aaand&lt;/span&gt;, got a haircut, feels lighter at least this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaayiii&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Life's so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1694301560128580702?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1694301560128580702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1694301560128580702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_08_11_archive.html#1694301560128580702' title='Of life n things.....'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SKCBkgInnTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gJlgwF0i6lM/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1712693784745167226</id><published>2008-06-14T21:04:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:10:28.344+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Number phobia???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While reading something on a friend's blog, I realized I never thought about this seriously. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;numerophobia&lt;/span&gt;, fear of numbers which was earlier a discomfort and now turned into a fear. Well, almost. And, am often teased about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking of mental maths (I think will kill me someday) gives me jitters. Anything to do with numbers and I want to run away. Now, I know why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preferred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VnRT&lt;/span&gt;(Visualization n representation technique) classes over geometry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, am glad I don't have to deal with numbers on a daily basis anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ambi&lt;/span&gt; 2*2 ?? :P:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1712693784745167226?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1712693784745167226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1712693784745167226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_06_14_archive.html#1712693784745167226' title='Number phobia???'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-644838066123142242</id><published>2008-06-11T18:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:55:52.914+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this tag on Vikram’s blog. Having nothing to do, decided to tag myself. 10 things about yourself that haven’t been mentioned/discussed on the blog before. So, here goes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;em&gt;I don’t write fiction&lt;/em&gt;: It’s not for this blog at least. Whatever mentioned here has either happened with me or with someone really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;em&gt;There is something about men with glasses&lt;/em&gt;: I always end up noticing (noticing is an understatement :P) men with spectacles. They look soo endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bald men are really hot&lt;/em&gt;: Super-hot!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;em&gt;I love dark chocolate&lt;/em&gt;: Love the slightly bitter taste it has[guess, I have a mature taste :)]. It’s orgasmic, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;em&gt;I have a commitment-phobia&lt;/em&gt;: I love the attention n the casual flirting that goes on but I can’t commit when things become serious. Not that I don’t want to, I just can’t even if I like the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;em&gt;I have caught my parents’ at-it&lt;/em&gt;: I was in school and it was more than once. And, let’s not get into excruciating details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;em&gt;I want to travel the world&lt;/em&gt;: This list wouldn’t be complete without this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;em&gt;I often think of being a single-parent&lt;/em&gt;: I do since a past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;em&gt;I am fond of photography&lt;/em&gt;: My interaction with a camera has always been a memorable one though I’m still learning and have a long way to go. I prefer the black n white ones over the colored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;em&gt;I love eating road-side food&lt;/em&gt;: I think it’s the tastiest food one can have. Its unhygienic but worth it.&lt;br /&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/4320347671792088543-644838066123142242?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/644838066123142242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/644838066123142242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_06_11_archive.html#644838066123142242' title='Another one...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1815843454117151583</id><published>2008-06-07T22:10:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:43:23.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>We meet to depart:II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What she did for him was beyond a measure. Sadly, he realized that very late. At a time, when he himself had no time left. But, she never complained. Never. For her, each day meant picking up from where she left the previous day and go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood beside him, even when most people didn't. Prepared for the inevitable, she was waiting......waiting for him to get some respite and she knew this was the only way. Also, to see what really was in store for her, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time almost stopped, each moment seemed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; by eternity. But, her wait finally ended. And then, it was all over. He was never going to be around. She longingly looked at the empty bed, his cupboard, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spectacles, the pen he had been using for the past couple of years. He loved writing with that pen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She now distinctly remembered every moment spent with him...&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/4320347671792088543-1815843454117151583?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1815843454117151583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1815843454117151583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_06_07_archive.html#1815843454117151583' title='We meet to depart:II'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-908479484670687961</id><published>2008-06-07T21:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:20:25.110+05:30</updated><title type='text'>50th!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIME, a cure for &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;everything. Helps one handle the trickiest possible situations of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-908479484670687961?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/908479484670687961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/908479484670687961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_06_07_archive.html#908479484670687961' title='50th!?!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1848908215760008610</id><published>2008-05-24T16:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:22:44.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tagging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This one's for you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vibhav&lt;/span&gt;. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Last movie you saw in a theatre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shutter...was bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. What book are you reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Metamorphosis by Kafka(just started).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Favourite board game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese checkers :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;magazine&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;None really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Favourite smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Favourite sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;.....the worst is of the alarm clock in the morning. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. The worst feeling in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helplessness, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. What is the first thing you think of/say when you wake up the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Gosh!!! Am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Favourite fast food place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It would Pizza Hut and Slice of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Future child's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pehle&lt;/span&gt; child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; papa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;toh&lt;/span&gt; mil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jaane&lt;/span&gt; do!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Finish this statement. "If I had lot of money I'd...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.....send my parents for a world tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Neeext&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Storm-cool or scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. Favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does that even matter??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. Finish this statement, "If I had the time I would..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would do everything I have been wanting to do for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. Name all the different cities/towns you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; lived in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been traveling all my life. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ranchi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ferozpur&lt;/span&gt;, Chandigarh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ambala&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gopalpur&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Gandhidhaam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Udhampur&lt;/span&gt;, Indore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Favorite sports to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't follow any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. One nice thing about the person who sent this to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;...writes very well. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. What’s under your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much...just cleaned it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. Would you like to be born as yourself again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. Morning person, or night owl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. Over easy, or sunny side up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. Favorite place to relax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The mountains...nothing like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. Favorite pie/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mithai&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jallebes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27. Favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28. Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tag:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Monisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Natansh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nimish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Shhh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Hansika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Vartika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soul Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1848908215760008610?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1848908215760008610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1848908215760008610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_05_24_archive.html#1848908215760008610' title='Tagging...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-8397936211682577986</id><published>2008-05-21T22:47:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:13:35.567+05:30</updated><title type='text'>?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We often end up being the person we hate the most!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you do if you were told that you had only a few days left???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;___________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-8397936211682577986?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8397936211682577986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8397936211682577986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_05_21_archive.html#8397936211682577986' title='?????'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3544202836386205619</id><published>2008-05-11T11:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:15:54.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to go HOOOOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-3544202836386205619?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3544202836386205619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3544202836386205619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_05_11_archive.html#3544202836386205619' title=':(('/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3001601459805857299</id><published>2008-05-07T23:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:35:07.604+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; an e-mail sometime back and thought of sharing it with everyone. This is &lt;em&gt;for all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt; women I know&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.&lt;br /&gt;She is an American poet, actress and an important figure in the American Civil Rights Movement. Angelou recited her poem, "On the Pulse of Morning" at President Bill Clinton's inauguration in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spoke about her life and what she had learnt in so many years. And, this is what she had to say:&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." &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/4320347671792088543-3001601459805857299?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3001601459805857299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3001601459805857299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_05_07_archive.html#3001601459805857299' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1657986206622232289</id><published>2008-05-04T23:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:17:34.351+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chupke-chupke...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Berukhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;saath&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sunnah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dard&lt;/span&gt;-e-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;daastaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Woh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kalaai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ghumaana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yaad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Tujhse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;woh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pehle&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pehle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lagaana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yaad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Humko&lt;/span&gt; ab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;aashiqui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;woh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;zamaana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;yaad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(This is by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Ghulam&lt;/span&gt; Ali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1657986206622232289?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1657986206622232289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1657986206622232289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_05_04_archive.html#1657986206622232289' title='Chupke-chupke...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-123459330872842982</id><published>2008-04-21T21:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:17:31.142+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A step closer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are moments that make you realize how important some people are in your life and then, there are those that take you a step closer to being away from them.&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/4320347671792088543-123459330872842982?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/123459330872842982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/123459330872842982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_04_21_archive.html#123459330872842982' title='A step closer...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-7863789661430362651</id><published>2008-04-13T23:28:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:35:21.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Hug my mother.&lt;br /&gt;-Meet my father.&lt;br /&gt;-Call up someone and cry.&lt;br /&gt;-Go home.&lt;br /&gt;-Finish my work.&lt;br /&gt;-Get over my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;-Be able to tell people how I feel about them.&lt;br /&gt;-Not bother about what they think about me.&lt;br /&gt;-Be able to make others happy genuinely.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;-Go for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;-Get wet in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;-Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-7863789661430362651?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7863789661430362651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/7863789661430362651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_04_13_archive.html#7863789661430362651' title='RANDOM'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-6169531678724122076</id><published>2008-03-23T21:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:17:15.782+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Holi Hai!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bhaang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Five musts on Holi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-6169531678724122076?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/6169531678724122076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/6169531678724122076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_23_archive.html#6169531678724122076' title='Holi Hai!!!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-4304882111347792747</id><published>2008-03-17T20:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:20:00.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'>!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;The distance between us seems to be increasing every moment. Everything is slipping away slowly and this time around I don't even know what to do. When did we get to this?  And, how did we?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-4304882111347792747?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/4304882111347792747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/4304882111347792747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_17_archive.html#4304882111347792747' title='!??'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-9020610284927093569</id><published>2008-03-09T20:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:09:57.332+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Can we friends???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I somehow manage to end up in such awkward situations that I don’t even know how to react to them half of the times. It has happened more than once now that random people walked up to me or rather us and have said the utmost embarrassing things in the most inappropriate way. And what in the world is wrong with everyone’s language?? Its understood (one can pretend to have ignored it) if it’s an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt; but not when you are talking to someone. And, its even more disappointing when cute guys do that.&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/4320347671792088543-9020610284927093569?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9020610284927093569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9020610284927093569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_09_archive.html#9020610284927093569' title='Can we friends???'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-8265976326235784884</id><published>2008-03-04T00:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:58:13.949+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Art of LIVING-the way to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An international non-profit educational, charitable and humanitarian organization, dedicated to serving society by strengthening the individual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;offering programs that eliminate stress, create a sense of belonging, restore human values, and encourage people from all backgrounds to come together in celebration and service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The purpose of The Art of LIVING is to provide the consistent and comprehensive resource people need to make sense of our interdependent world and who we are in it, to connect and create on increasingly higher levels and, together, bring the greater lives and world we all envision into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Realizing this purpose through ground breaking experiential events and media that model what is already working and what is possible and reveal the all important "How" that is necessary to effect real and lasting transformation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-8265976326235784884?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8265976326235784884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8265976326235784884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_04_archive.html#8265976326235784884' title='The Art of LIVING-the way to go...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-440049674820063900</id><published>2008-03-02T01:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:29:01.863+05:30</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be or not to be is the question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-440049674820063900?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/440049674820063900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/440049674820063900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_02_archive.html#440049674820063900' title='???'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3075541301408678863</id><published>2008-03-01T22:31:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:53:28.881+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random-II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Situation 1: Eye-candy spotted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Have you seen him yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Whom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The guy who came the other day, he is here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Is he? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2: Making it obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: (Following him to the cafeteria) Oh man! He's hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: (The guy smiles, absolutely aware of what was happening and loving all the attention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: (Very loud on purpose) That guy is sooo hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: (Grinning) (The guy taking a candy-floss suddenly turns around to look at A.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes meet and A is awestruck by his simplicity and the attitude he portrays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 3: Plan to ask him for a dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ask him for a dance or else I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: (Smiling) Are you sure? What do I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: “Dude! I thought since don't have the guts, I should...?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 4: Looking for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Where is he right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: I think he just left. I saw him going out with his bag.&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/4320347671792088543-3075541301408678863?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3075541301408678863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3075541301408678863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3075541301408678863' title='Random-II'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-8644024675382765011</id><published>2008-02-25T22:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:02:36.814+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:-))</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's so good to be back!!! Realized it today, how much I missed this place. Finally, got to meet &lt;em&gt;everyone,&lt;/em&gt; family away from family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-8644024675382765011?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8644024675382765011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/8644024675382765011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_02_25_archive.html#8644024675382765011' title=':-))'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-5000643938531990402</id><published>2008-02-21T13:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-21T12:51:13.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yeh na thee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeh na thee hamaaree qismat ke wisaal-e-yaar hota&lt;br /&gt;Agar aur jeete rehte yahee intezaar hota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dikhaake jumbish-e-lab hee tamaam kar humko&lt;br /&gt;Na de jo bosa, to munh se kaheen jawaab to de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By Mirza Ghalib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-5000643938531990402?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5000643938531990402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5000643938531990402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_02_21_archive.html#5000643938531990402' title='Yeh na thee...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3513190333731337046</id><published>2008-02-19T21:20:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:02:35.154+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Not for me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meeting new people in the past few days has meant coming across more and more complex species. When I say that, I mean they don't qualify as normal human-beings. They are people who amaze you, amuse you, irritate you (they do!); surprise you in anyway other than the usual. In fact, it becomes difficult when people who have been around for a while and you think you have known them enough; behave in the most unexpected manner leaving you totally taken back. It seems one can never know a person completely. Yes, there are different sides to a person and with time; one tends to know the person better. But, then there is always something that you don’t know. So, how long does it take to know? More importantly, when do you know that now you know? What helps you to decide? Is it the admiration for one another, the trust, the comfort level one share’s or when you simply accept the other person or is it a combination of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How complicated can people be after all and why do they need to be? What are they trying to get away from or from whom? After all, life’s much simpler without pretence and faking things. After being with people who have all sorts issues in life (though, I am very fortunate to also have some people who are very balanced and are wonderful), this is something I have been thinking about for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am happy for being able to write a post long enough.&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/4320347671792088543-3513190333731337046?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3513190333731337046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3513190333731337046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_02_19_archive.html#3513190333731337046' title='Not for me!!!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-787848558703512631</id><published>2008-02-10T20:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:38:44.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The countdown begins tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-787848558703512631?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/787848558703512631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/787848558703512631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_02_10_archive.html#787848558703512631' title='!!!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-9168488268715554876</id><published>2008-01-29T22:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:43:10.937+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;The only way to get over something that is bothering you is to come to terms with it. The more you try and avoid it, the more it troubles you. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-9168488268715554876?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9168488268715554876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9168488268715554876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2008_01_29_archive.html#9168488268715554876' title='Random...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1967389479857126611</id><published>2007-11-15T02:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-15T02:41:33.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;A contented mind is a hidden treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1967389479857126611?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1967389479857126611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1967389479857126611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_11_15_archive.html#1967389479857126611' title='...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-946271289710775765</id><published>2007-11-03T15:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:30:19.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been wanting to do this for a very long time but some how could not, I was tagged by this friend of mine (please accept my sincere apologies) months ago. Before I get down to do what I am supposed to, I would want her to know how important our friendship is to me. I still remember the first time we met and then its today, its only got better by the day. Thanks for everything, it means a lot. I was told to write things about myself that started with the letter "L", so here goes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberal: I respect others opinions or behaviour about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back: I am normally unperturbed by the usual. I don't sweat the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latitudinarian: I am liberal in religious views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-suffering: I am usually fairly patient but off lately my tolerance level has lowered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love traveling: Sorry about this one, i know its cheating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-946271289710775765?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/946271289710775765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/946271289710775765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_11_03_archive.html#946271289710775765' title='This one&apos;s for you...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2669684446408761452</id><published>2007-11-03T13:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:09:49.768+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Delhi is not even half as good during the day as it is in the night especially in winters, the biting cold, the hazy view and the long, straight, empty roads...&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/4320347671792088543-2669684446408761452?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2669684446408761452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2669684446408761452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_11_03_archive.html#2669684446408761452' title='Its here!!!'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-5222267160358901565</id><published>2007-10-30T00:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:00:52.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kabhi- kabhi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kabhi- kabhi mere dil main khayaal aata hai&lt;br /&gt;Ki jindagi teri zulfoon ki naram chaao main guzarne pati toh shaayad aap ho bhi sakti thi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh run jo gham ki sayahi jo dil pe chayi hain&lt;br /&gt;Teri nazar ki shoowaao main kho bhi sakti thi&lt;br /&gt;Magar yeh ho na saka…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magar yeh ho na saka&lt;br /&gt;Aur ab yeh aalam hai&lt;br /&gt;Ki tu nahi tera gham teri justajoo bhi nahi&lt;br /&gt;Guzar rahi hai kuch is tarah jindagi jaise&lt;br /&gt;Isse kisi ke sahaare ki aarzoo hai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na koi raah, na manzil, na roshini ka surakh&lt;br /&gt;Bhatak rahi hain andheron main jindagi meri&lt;br /&gt;Inhi andheron main reh jaaonga kabhi khokar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main janta hoon meri hum nafaz&lt;br /&gt;Magar yu hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi- kabhi mere dil main khayaal aata hain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(From the movie Kabhi- kabhi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4320347671792088543-5222267160358901565?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5222267160358901565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5222267160358901565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_10_30_archive.html#5222267160358901565' title='Kabhi- kabhi...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-6515038872996468216</id><published>2007-10-28T12:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:16:26.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is nothing constant in this world, no emotion, no situation nothing at all, life has its own twists and turns, one should be ready to face the challenges, &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; that agreed. Though I am aware of the fact I still wonder why people change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They change especially when you need them the most, people you least expect it from, people who mean so much to you. Its very strange, for you have known that person for long enough for him/her to understand you and what you did in a given situation. All you want is the person to comprehend what you did, is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it wrong to be emotionally dependent on someone? I mean we all need someone, a friend or whom so ever but that one person. One should not expect anything from anyone-that is true but sometimes it is the sheer thought, that there is a person who will understand you come what may, that pulls you through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It can be quite disturbing to know that you are not important to that person while that person is to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-6515038872996468216?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/6515038872996468216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/6515038872996468216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_10_28_archive.html#6515038872996468216' title='Why???'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2931273748514149441</id><published>2007-10-27T13:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:47:42.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We depart to meet and meet to depart”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He meant the world to her, for him she could do anything and to know that she would wake up one morning and not find him next to her shook her completely. Suddenly all those years spent together and the moments shared seemed meaningless to her, for that person who meant everything would not be around anymore. She could not accept that anything could happen to him. But what was most difficult for her was to see him in pain and not be able to do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She saw him in excruciating pain each day and wished he would get some respite. As the feeling of helplessness became stronger, the realization of losing him sunk in. This is what brought her back to life again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-2931273748514149441?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2931273748514149441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2931273748514149441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_10_27_archive.html#2931273748514149441' title='...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1345311124716103654</id><published>2007-10-11T22:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:25:46.199+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh finally some time off...much needed, really...finally going home,might help to get out the mood i have been for a long time.Never been like this though, but offlately everything/everyone seemed to add to the irritation, people whom am very close to aswell ,which is so surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its time to go home now. Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once i want to leave this place and not even look back.&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/4320347671792088543-1345311124716103654?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1345311124716103654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1345311124716103654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_10_11_archive.html#1345311124716103654' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-2546663307959011143</id><published>2007-10-01T03:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:27:42.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YE KAHAAN KI DOSTI HAI KE BANE HAI DOST NASEEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOI CHAARASAAZ HOTA,KOI GHAMGUSAAR HOTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naseeh=counsellor ; chaarasaaz=healor; ghamgusaar=sympathizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beautiful lines are by Mirza Ghalib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-2546663307959011143?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2546663307959011143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/2546663307959011143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2546663307959011143' title='...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-9070491779090529865</id><published>2007-08-07T21:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:28:52.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN NAZARON KO UNKE INTEZAAR MAIN BARSON BEET GAYE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOH AAYE BHI TOH ,NAZAR BHAR DEKH PANA MUMKIN NA HUA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-9070491779090529865?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9070491779090529865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9070491779090529865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_08_07_archive.html#9070491779090529865' title=''/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3552831121600910924</id><published>2007-07-30T14:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:30:01.877+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Desire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The secret to happiness is to admire without desiring ,&lt;br /&gt;Free yourself from desire,it binds you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-3552831121600910924?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3552831121600910924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3552831121600910924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_07_30_archive.html#3552831121600910924' title='Desire...'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-1623711787895795296</id><published>2007-03-21T23:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:30:54.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Looking  &gt;&gt; 2....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I m not the kind of person who longingly waits for a weekend but this time i have a reason to be so excited about ,its Jagjeet Singh's charity concert.Its at the Sirifort Audi on sat at 6:30pm n i hope to see all the ghazal lovers to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-1623711787895795296?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1623711787895795296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/1623711787895795296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_03_21_archive.html#1623711787895795296' title='Looking  &gt;&gt; 2....'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-3667319709423476781</id><published>2007-03-21T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:29:00.099+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week has been as busy n frustrating and as boring n monotonous as ever , basically its aggravated my homesickness. [ :( ] I m just too irritated to write more ,all this makes me feel really "SICK". As in really SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With work piling on n no intentions of working i can only see my state getting worse. Golti! My saviour! Where are you? V coming back is some respite but i miss you [:(]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-3667319709423476781?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3667319709423476781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/3667319709423476781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_03_21_archive.html#3667319709423476781' title=':('/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-9147811220680513364</id><published>2007-03-17T19:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:51:01.387+05:30</updated><title type='text'>at last......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, I get to sleep, to relax.......... Oh GOD! The list is endless. Not that I was tensed or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; my ass off but its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;psychological&lt;/span&gt; thing. It feels great because it means this semester is about to finish which actually means I get to do what I wanted to do, probably. It means I m &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; from "geometry" . But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the only good part the fact is I m gonna miss my batch a lot. This forced my friend and me to think to the extent of flunking n staying back , a friend or rather friends that mean a lot, much more than I can think of . When you spend time, actually make memories, you tend to cherish the friendship much more . Its a &lt;em&gt;family away from family. S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ome&lt;/span&gt; of my friends have gone back home n I am missing them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much. Its gonna be a long weekend without u guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4320347671792088543-9147811220680513364?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9147811220680513364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/9147811220680513364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_03_17_archive.html#9147811220680513364' title='at last......'/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320347671792088543.post-5502361314530060690</id><published>2007-03-11T13:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:19:34.777+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TERE BARE MAIN JAB MAINE SOCHA NAHI THA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MAIN TANHA THA PAR ITNA NAHI THA....&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/4320347671792088543-5502361314530060690?l=myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5502361314530060690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4320347671792088543/posts/default/5502361314530060690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstattemptatthis.blogspot.com/2007_03_11_archive.html#5502361314530060690' title=''/><author><name>Realistic me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671904655732118869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_8iBDn5mYY/SZVvwO3xCcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2-YmSRzbJp8/S220/IMG_1411.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
