<?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-15035594</id><updated>2011-11-24T05:32:46.124+05:30</updated><category term='india lost 2 windies'/><title type='text'>Scribblings of a confused soul !!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>The world I see from 6'0</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-5083987667155414899</id><published>2011-08-07T09:52:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:06:28.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Annoying  Facebook/Twitter Status Message</title><content type='html'>Just  to  make an impression or to attract people to their profile , there are people who write utter nonsense in their status message . Say for instance I happen to read a good looking "Females" message few days back, this was how it was posted  :" I had an awesome shower" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell , you had a shower you need not  update it on Facebook/Twitter .&lt;br /&gt;Fine accepted  , you might have meant after a hard day @ work , it was awesome to  just relax  under the shower . So benefit of the doubt goes to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbJhM3VkJnM/Tj4aDQpQQAI/AAAAAAAAB8U/eC4JPOxpqmk/s1600/FB1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbJhM3VkJnM/Tj4aDQpQQAI/AAAAAAAAB8U/eC4JPOxpqmk/s320/FB1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637972426824368130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one Friend of her , happens to like it .What ? , Dude I know you like her,  but what makes you think that she is going to like you after you like her status message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9y0NcN2mPE/Tj4aZwrpC8I/AAAAAAAAB8c/uKqLOfG0M_Y/s1600/like2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9y0NcN2mPE/Tj4aZwrpC8I/AAAAAAAAB8c/uKqLOfG0M_Y/s320/like2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637972813381438402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That is not enough , some idiot who thinks of himself as the most wittiest in the world comments  "Where :P" . Dude have a life,Every one knows that you are an idiot of highest degree , don't  prove that  you are one. If i am not wrong, the only place you can have your shower is in the bathroom . (If she does'nt have a BATHROOM sorry she wont be using facebook to put her status message ). If you wanted to show off your wit then you could have  put some thing like  " With Whom :P" . I know sounds it vulgar but would have made more sense .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             This  :P emoticon  should be banned ,while using it in text . The usage of emoticons should be restricted  only to chat , i don't understand you can blabber  what ever you want and then post  fix  it with :P .  &lt;br /&gt;            I don't understand how is  f**k  different from fuck,Every one in world now understands that both are one and the same.So why this natak of putting ** in between F &amp; U .F**K is equally offensive  if not more  because  if you are highlighting the test with a special character.              &lt;br /&gt;           Then  there are few people who hooked to Facebook/Twitter , they  want to update their status every minute .  &lt;br /&gt;            Tweet # 1  : I am traveling in auto after a long time( Fine , you want to share the joy of auto ride with all your friends )&lt;br /&gt;           Tweet # 2  : The Auto driver has gone nuts , he is driving Insane( Babe  , you need  to let the drive know  about that , he is  not as jobless as you are he is not going to check your tweet message in twitter and then slow down  .)&lt;br /&gt;          Tweet # 3 :  I am young , i don't want to die (doesn't make sense  , rather than updating the twitter with your tweet , you can act sensible and  let the driver  know  that .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Then there  are people like  me , who copy a  quote from  some source and then put it  as status , to show how cool they are . I am better than  many of them, at least I refer the name of the person who came up with the quote . There are many who act as if they have come up with a quote .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           P.S: This post reflects how jobless I am  in life :P  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-5083987667155414899?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5083987667155414899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=5083987667155414899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5083987667155414899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5083987667155414899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2011/08/annoying-facebooktwitter-status-message.html' title='Annoying  Facebook/Twitter Status Message'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbJhM3VkJnM/Tj4aDQpQQAI/AAAAAAAAB8U/eC4JPOxpqmk/s72-c/FB1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-7401936165639730282</id><published>2011-03-17T20:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:18:21.506+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Web surfing</title><content type='html'>One of the simple pleasures of modern day life for youth and youngsters is web-surfing. Although Web–surfing has got some positive impacts on life, there is a very narrow gap between using Internet casually for few minutes and being glued to the web for hours together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social networking has been one of the reasons for the youth to stick to their machines. They surf continuously for long hours and when they want to put off the machine, they realize that they have done nothing but viewing strangers profile or reading some arbit gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people find the Social Networking Sites and chat rooms to be the ideal place to socialize with others because of its face less medium and effortless ways to find others with similar interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a victim of Social Networking few years back. I used to stick to the PC just surfing and scanning profiles of people, whom I found interesting. There have been days where I used to communicate with my friends on web after having a conversation with him /her in person or over the phone. To be very honest we loved the virtual life we were living then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth of modern day need to understand that, there is more in life than spending umpteen no of hours in front of system. Web is a very good medium to acquire knowledge , but it aint the only source , by spending hours in front of the system ,today youth are missing the simple pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have got the time to go through this , http://indiatoday.intoday.in/site/Story/130880/most-popular/secret-life-of-indian-teens.html .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-7401936165639730282?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7401936165639730282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=7401936165639730282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/7401936165639730282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/7401936165639730282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2011/03/web-surfing.html' title='Web surfing'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-1050061436701813488</id><published>2011-03-13T01:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-13T02:32:32.240+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FM Revolution</title><content type='html'>FM is one of the many good things that have hit India in the last decade.FM has redefined Radio in many ways , now it has got wide audience and is very popular with all age groups  and income groups.Thanks to the private players who have made a entry into radio industry and services after the government of India  have opened the license to every one.The quality of the sound has improved significantly with the emergence of technology .&lt;br /&gt;Majorly people listen to FM for music  but apart from offering wonderful music ,FM also offers news updates anything and everything, interactive shows with listeners, cricket updates ,interviews with public figures, traffic updates,stock market updates.One of the main reasons , why Radio has made a fancy comeback in the lifestyles of Indians is coz ,it offers 24*7 non stop quality music to the listeners.&lt;br /&gt;Other major reasons why it has done so well is ,&lt;br /&gt;a)FM radio is one of the standard features in the mobile handsets available in the Indian market now and extensively used by an average Indian,this feature of the mobile handsets has made a huge difference . &lt;br /&gt;b)The quality of the audio has improved immensely , though there is more scope of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;c)This days most of the music players come up with a built in FM player . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get nostalgic feeling, while listening to a piece of song/music/voice that is being aired, for example I instantly went  back to the past just by listening to love guru , because  myself  and  one of my friend used to listen to love guru in their respective homes and used to discuss it.There have been numerous occasion when I was living in the past after listening to a song of mid nineties and late nineties.&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come to expand the network to towns and villages. It has made a lot difference to the people living in the cities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-1050061436701813488?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1050061436701813488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=1050061436701813488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1050061436701813488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1050061436701813488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2011/03/fm-revolution.html' title='FM Revolution'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-8531106275203829792</id><published>2011-03-05T23:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:58:58.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LBW</title><content type='html'>The endless list of non- watchable movies continues .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a nothing to do Saturday evening with severe tooth ache I watched a Telugu movie LBW. To be very frank, I did not like the movie a bit. I felt it was dumb, meaningless and reminds me of movies i watched in the last month and a half, all lacking aim and direction. I would have still found the movie good had the actors looked sensible and acted well. Sorry  Mr.Actor,Mr.Director you could have made this movie  much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – Feels great to be blogging after long time . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-8531106275203829792?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8531106275203829792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=8531106275203829792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8531106275203829792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8531106275203829792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2011/03/lbw.html' title='LBW'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4214371290588862528</id><published>2010-11-14T14:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-14T14:37:09.569+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rajiv Gandhi International Stadium</title><content type='html'>India, which co-hosts the 2011 world cup with Sri Lanka and Bangladesh in February-March 2011, will organise 29 matches at eight venues, but its really sad and disheartening to see that Hyderabad's Rajiv Gandhi International Stadium is not hosting a World Cup match. &lt;br /&gt;It is seriously bizarre to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;How on Earth can Nagpur, Ahmadabad host so many matches and Hyderabad has not been allotted a single match this world cup.&lt;br /&gt;Hyderabad is much better city  compared to the likes of Nagpur and Ahmadabad .&lt;br /&gt;Hyderabad has got everything you ask for .&lt;br /&gt;A stadium of international repute.&lt;br /&gt;Sporting Wicket.&lt;br /&gt;Friendly crowd.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see any logic in this. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-4214371290588862528?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4214371290588862528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4214371290588862528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4214371290588862528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4214371290588862528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2010/11/rajiv-gandhi-international-stadium.html' title='Rajiv Gandhi International Stadium'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-8565600527659824193</id><published>2010-11-12T21:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:18:40.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Respected Sir/Madam , I am suffering from fever :P</title><content type='html'>I am running high temperature and I have a sore back to give company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering from fever, hence i can not make it school has been replaced with &lt;br /&gt;Reporting Manager,&lt;br /&gt;I cant make it to work as i am not keeping well through mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in school ,I used to enjoy falling sick, why ?&lt;br /&gt;I could skip school in the name of fever or what ever may be the reason to fall sick, more over it could have been a great excuse for not doing well in the forth coming exam. But, gone are the days , it feels really miserable to take a leave for falling sick, more so on a  Friday. Its very annoying when I have no energy to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;Work, chores all of sudden become huge burdens. Lying on the bed and doing nothing is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;      Strange but true, I am missing work .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-8565600527659824193?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8565600527659824193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=8565600527659824193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8565600527659824193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8565600527659824193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2010/11/respected-sirmadam-i-am-suffering-from.html' title='Respected Sir/Madam , I am suffering from fever :P'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4782924950590175297</id><published>2010-11-08T14:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:22:46.589+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sigh!!!</title><content type='html'>Ages !!!!&lt;br /&gt;So what made me blog all of a sudden ,no special reason as such , I always  felt that to write something meaningful , one should have loads of time and interest.&lt;br /&gt;So what is eating my brains ?&lt;br /&gt;1)Traffic in Hyderabad&lt;br /&gt;2)Water logging on the roads of Hyderabad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we avoid it ?&lt;br /&gt;Have Elections every 6 months or ask any foreign delegate to visit the constituency.&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Delegate = President/King/Prime Minister  of a Developed Country !!&lt;br /&gt;I am sure , things will fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-4782924950590175297?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4782924950590175297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4782924950590175297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4782924950590175297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4782924950590175297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2010/11/sigh.html' title='Sigh!!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-1375942180236557242</id><published>2007-12-02T13:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-02T13:34:14.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I hate orkut, but i am addicted</title><content type='html'>I Hate Orkut,but i am addicted&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much of mine or my cpu's time has been killed on this site,but i just cant get out of it.Orkut isn't the only thing i hate on the  web ,I even hate yahoo , Gtalk , Cricinfo , but the worst part is that i am not getting out of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/R1Jmw_faS6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wz9hX196TR8/s1600-R/23577846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/R1Jmw_faS6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TpbFkrKZUZ0/s320/23577846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139283116646091682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just spend more than 5hrs  a day sitting  idle in font of my PC , i want  to get out of this , if any reader knows how to come out of this disorder, please let me  know..[:)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-1375942180236557242?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1375942180236557242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=1375942180236557242&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1375942180236557242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1375942180236557242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-orkut-but-i-am-addicted.html' title='I hate orkut, but i am addicted'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/R1Jmw_faS6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TpbFkrKZUZ0/s72-c/23577846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-3311627842355010145</id><published>2007-11-20T19:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:31:33.221+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In Murphy  We Trust</title><content type='html'>As  usual I  was  going  through Orkut communities , all of a sudden I found  a Community  called In Murphy we trust, I came to  know about Lord Murphy through one of my friends , from then I  am a firm believer  of Murphy.&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Original Law&lt;br /&gt;If there are two or more ways to do something, and one of those ways can result in a catastrophe, then someone will do it.&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;br /&gt;If anything can go wrong -- it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's First Corollary&lt;br /&gt;Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantized Revision of Murphy's Law&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes wrong all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Constant&lt;br /&gt;Matter will be damaged in direct proportion to its value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Murphy Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Smile... tomorrow will be worse.&lt;br /&gt;Members of  this community  created few laws and I was very much impressed  , because I myself  experienced   Lord  Murphy  laughing loud   @ me    on more  than  few occasion . &lt;br /&gt;Murphy’s take  on exams:&lt;br /&gt;When u have a choice between 2 questions (say q1 and q2)and each q has 2 sub-parts you will  land-up knowing any one sub part from both q1 and q2 and then you will come to know that all the people near you are answering the q1 when you are answering q2 or vice versa and no one is there to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u try to copy from the person sitting besides u in the exam,&lt;br /&gt;you will find that he is trying to do same, from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hard fight of convincing the front girl/guy to show her answer, professor will be strolling next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case of exam where there are more than 1 set of question papers&lt;br /&gt;you will always find the Q paper of all the sets apart from yours to be the easiest ones( this has never happened  to me, nut  my friends  were victim  of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one time you are counting on copying from those sitting around you, they would turn out to be the dumbest people ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you decided, not to revise 15 minutes before the exam . The only thing you absolutely don’t touch,will come for 15 marks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-3311627842355010145?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3311627842355010145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=3311627842355010145&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3311627842355010145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3311627842355010145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-murphy-we-trust.html' title='In Murphy  We Trust'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-716914671527182474</id><published>2007-11-17T23:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:09:51.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by some one :P</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since I have posted something in my blog, lot has happened in this interim period,  not that  there wasn’t nething to post , some how I lost enthu , I found this post in the blogosphere and i felt i can  answer few of those  questions more over i have nothing to do,i am posting this  some  were round in the midnight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ya well I have  a scar on my fore head, this happened some 16yrs back , I met  with    an freak accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What does your phone look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chk  my new mobile post u will get 2 know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-new-mobile-w300i.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MyMobile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is on the walls of your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, 3 posters(Believe In yourself, Try, Effort).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool dude (read sandie)   having  Mango juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rz8v9KnDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HldMSbK8Y8w/s1600-h/DSC03218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rz8v9KnDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HldMSbK8Y8w/s320/DSC03218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133874828092326562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares,wthr I believe or not, any ways  every one has the right to  be happy if they r  happy if they get married I don’t see nething wrong in that[:P] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want more than anything right now?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Piece of mind , and motivation to study for my examinations  and want to apologies          for hurting my friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant exactly remember when did I cry last time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite perfume/cologne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in particular .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days, Dard-e-Disco, Cut my lyf into pieces, Sawaariya, Dream of Calfornication, Boulevard of broken dreams and  many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you get scared of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Not really but  I am scared  if some one walks behind me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you like pain killers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends, it isn’t any thing to be liked or to be hated or disliked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am shy , and more than sure  that no one  would like 2 come out with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spicy Veg Biryani  and  a Ice-cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who made you mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vengsarkar and other bunch of jokers for  not selecting Dravid in the ODI  squad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was the last person who made you smile?&lt;br /&gt;I guess the gal who posted this post some were else I am not sure what her name is , But her post   made me  smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is someone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I know that :O  and  as far as  I know  no one is..[:d] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I am done with this Tag post. But before  I  Sign out  I want  to   wish  all my friends Best Of Luck  as they are  going 2 appear  for  CAT tomorrow  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-716914671527182474?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/716914671527182474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=716914671527182474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/716914671527182474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/716914671527182474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged-by-some-one-p.html' title='Tagged by some one :P'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rz8v9KnDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HldMSbK8Y8w/s72-c/DSC03218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-649748200734226205</id><published>2007-07-09T18:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:17:11.015+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>This  holidays  has been special , for a change  I  am having fun  and  enjoying with  what ever am doing , every weekend I have been going to some special place or the other . Being with friends it self is  special but  when u go for a long drive  and  spend  some time  with  them  staying away from the city  or  exploring  few new places,   watching movies,   partying  with them makes the holidays much more special  . Met two of my school friends (Anil and Manoj)after some 2years  and   meeting them after a long time   was memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI5MID9mtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UUZB6oba2ME/s1600-h/DSC00359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI5MID9mtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UUZB6oba2ME/s320/DSC00359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085189809740028626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Spending a weekend  with Tarun ,Rajaram, Bhanu  in Celebrity homes was   joyful .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI7B4D9muI/AAAAAAAAACE/IBwR3GkAgr8/s1600-h/DSC03106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI7B4D9muI/AAAAAAAAACE/IBwR3GkAgr8/s320/DSC03106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085191832669625058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI7C4D9mvI/AAAAAAAAACM/pMSO0KHBz9A/s1600-h/DSC03189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI7C4D9mvI/AAAAAAAAACM/pMSO0KHBz9A/s320/DSC03189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085191849849494258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   N no of  outings with Sriram ,Sharth and  Rajeev were  really enjoyable .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI8LYD9mwI/AAAAAAAAACU/QZpxAzeQ9xs/s1600-h/DSC02843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI8LYD9mwI/AAAAAAAAACU/QZpxAzeQ9xs/s320/DSC02843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085193095390010114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                This  holidays has been special in many ways  , I  tried  my hands  on driving though not successful but still am happy that I tried something which I dint  do  previously .&lt;br /&gt; This  year  I  have  a   luxury of spending long holidays as my  semester starts  some  time in  August  first week , till then I have nothing to do , I could have  managed  a  J2ee course mean while but  Institute timings  dint work out and have no regrets  about that.&lt;br /&gt;I could not have asked for more than  this in  holidays . A special thanks  to all my friends who are making   my holidays very memorable  and cheerful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-649748200734226205?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/649748200734226205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=649748200734226205&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/649748200734226205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/649748200734226205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RpI5MID9mtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UUZB6oba2ME/s72-c/DSC00359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-5651491894325514133</id><published>2007-07-04T14:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-04T14:52:19.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boring Hindi Movies</title><content type='html'>Off late  I have been watching more of South Indian Flicks , which was not the case  a few months back(loved watching bollywood movies).Yesterday watched Shivaji for the second time  , though the movies was not to my expectation and hype created, it was a  “GOOD” movie ,  I can  put it  in this way it was an outright Rajnikanth  Movie and a mediocre Shanker movie with  some what ok kind off Music from A.R.Rehman, but still then found  this movie  much better than other Hindi flicks off late  .&lt;br /&gt;If I can give few suggestions to Bollywood here it is. &lt;br /&gt;1. Stop making NRI Flicks coz they suck, better make Tamil and Telugu movies&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop making love triangles, squares, quadrangles, pentagons and hexagons and what                                                                                      not,   have love stories in the movie   to add   some spice,  but  don’t make it as a theme of the movie .&lt;br /&gt;3. Please ask the stars to act instead of looking good. &lt;br /&gt;4. Make stories that relate to the common man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Bollywood has a look @ my blog and they change   for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-5651491894325514133?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5651491894325514133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=5651491894325514133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5651491894325514133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5651491894325514133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/boring-hindi-movies.html' title='Boring Hindi Movies'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4973380714504043631</id><published>2007-06-15T23:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:56:16.267+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My New Mobile W300I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RnLV4i-TPVI/AAAAAAAAABs/D67YcvDp24w/s1600-h/w300i+black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RnLV4i-TPVI/AAAAAAAAABs/D67YcvDp24w/s320/w300i+black.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076354897437474130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased a new Mobile  phone yesterday ,a chaka  chak  black  Sony Ericsson W300i phone  . It was  long time due , but  could not buy it because of hazar reasons .I always wanted   a phone  which  had only  basic features {like    phone hotha hein bath karney keliye} , but some    how  went  for  a walkman phone because  all   my  friends  insisted me  to buy  a  phone  which had all the features  . Though  I could not afford  it  , my  friends made  me purchase  it . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/cellphones/1/0/Q/D/4/sony-ericsson-w300i-multi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/cellphones/1/0/Q/D/4/sony-ericsson-w300i-multi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Features : &lt;br /&gt;Its  a  Flip model with dual display  which  weighs  around  100gms  I guess  less than that  , VGA  cam ,a Walkman music player which supports  several  file  formats ,built-in Fm Radio, Expendable memory  (up to 1GB),  Blue tooth connectivity  as well as data  cable connectivity .  Though this mobile  is loaded  with many features  the  main drawback of the phone is  its display screen, and  VGA Camera  , VGA  camera  does not make a big difference   but the  display screen does make  a lot difference . Every mobile has  its   pros  and  cons  so does this mobile . Though I was not  satisfied  to the  core   but after seeing it  zillion times  I  found this  cell to be cool ,funky  and very good.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Music wherever you go. Create the soundtrack to your life with this compact phone; easy music management, ample storage, stereo headphones, FM radio and more.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks  to every one  who helped me  buying this  cell Phone and  a very special thanks  to my Brother ( Anna)  who sponsored  for  this Mobile .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-4973380714504043631?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4973380714504043631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4973380714504043631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4973380714504043631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4973380714504043631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-new-mobile-w300i.html' title='My New Mobile W300I'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RnLV4i-TPVI/AAAAAAAAABs/D67YcvDp24w/s72-c/w300i+black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-5522745264319520501</id><published>2007-05-13T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:07:31.987+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my Nth Eggjam Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Eggjams are nearing to be precise they are going to start from Wednesday (May 16, 2007) and I still have no idea what the subjects are neither have attended the classes this semester ( even if I attended never cared to listen to the lecture) added to this summer is making me go mad , am feeling sleepy all times , I made my bro buy a cooler for the room bcoz am not able to read in this scorching heat . If I sum the no of units I have to read in this semester that will lead to some 25 units on whole, the sad part is that I have not yet completed one unit . The worst part is that I have no enthusiasm to study, if I say this to my brother he will definitely stick a bamboo in my ass, now don't try to figure out how will one stick a bamboo in a....&lt;br /&gt;I hate Eggjams normally more so when they are conducted in the month of May, I never understood the funda of conducting eggjams in the month of may ,in any case no one is going to complete the portion so what’s the need to prolong till May[:x]. Amidst of all this there was a rumor that Spectrum books are going to be banned [:O] this was like a blow for me . If at all your wondering why ? Spectrum is nothing but abridged version of our reference book which no one refers . Some how I purchased spectrum books, but never even bothered to open .&lt;br /&gt;All my resolutions (only 2) which I took few days back and which I even posted in my blog{&lt;br /&gt;1) Am not going to orkut for very long , it should be like I should only acknowledge the scraps for every one hour .&lt;br /&gt;2) When no ones online , open the book and flip the pages of my book even if I don’t understand anything .&lt;br /&gt;Hope I stick to them} have been a big flop(which I knew ,it will be bcoz those were like impossible for me) , dint even think of those resolution .&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing new for me, I have been doing this for quite long, don’t know how I have been doing ok. This time I am going to flunk and I have been saying this for a month or so and guess its going to be true {hope my words don’t come true}. God has to save me from “FLUNKING” , I know he will . Mean while change of resolution I will read for very long in the nights come what may (except for power failure), will stick with this for a while , hope I start mugging for my eggjams pretty soon or else even god cant rescue me . So People pray for me.[]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-5522745264319520501?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5522745264319520501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=5522745264319520501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5522745264319520501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5522745264319520501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-nth-eggjam-blog-post.html' title='my Nth Eggjam Blog Post'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-2973106973060290772</id><published>2007-04-27T21:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-29T12:19:57.538+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Munna  bhai  chaley america</title><content type='html'>I  wanted  to share    this  with every one, ya most of the people might have seen this  but still then wanted to share  this . I  generally  don't  paste  video's  are anything of that  sought but  i  could not resist  pasting this video here ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qm-A0Q1pq1Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qm-A0Q1pq1Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this  video...  cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-2973106973060290772?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2973106973060290772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=2973106973060290772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/2973106973060290772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/2973106973060290772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/04/munna-bhai-chaley-america.html' title='Munna  bhai  chaley america'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-3862094521831672940</id><published>2007-04-26T01:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:16:49.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Casual Update</title><content type='html'>Has been a while since i have updated my blog [:(] . Don’t know for some reason  I  start  writing  some thing then I procrastinate or change  my mind  thinking  its  not  worth  mentioning or posting in blog. Dunno when will I learn  that  Blog is a personal space  and I can scribble what ever comes to my mind  .If I count the no of  word documents  which I used for posting in my blog which I dint  post  will lead 2 some  50+ word docs ..&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are  on , exams  are  nearing and don’t  know  what  hell  has been written   in those books ,I feel Greek and Latin would  be  very easy  to learn  when  compared  to learning my curriculum books[:(], it has been ages since I have opened my books  for the matter of fact  I  have not yet  purchased  few  books  [:(]  ....   In the  midst    Of all this  am thinking  of  writing and  analyzing  about myself   Titled  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Being Sandy&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  ..With great difficulty    I started  writing about my self  it took  some  1 + hrs to write about my self  and   I  was  only  able  to  write  some  2  pages about my self [:(]( dunt ya worry much will post it soon on my blog  .. as though  its  going  to make a difference [:P]  who needs  to  know about me  hahaha )&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all this  I was  feeling very sick today ,  had  a  very  bad  throat, to make matters worse  had  sever head ace , slept for   few  hrs  in the noon  and  the rest  of  the day  spent  doing  the  usual  chores  ( read browsing  mainly  chating with frnz  who stay  only few  mtrs  away from my place , orkuting )  and spent some  time watching  pathetic SA  team  playing badly . &lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of  taking some resolutions  &lt;br /&gt;1)  Am not going to orkut  for  very long , it should  be  like , I should only acknowledge  the scraps  for every  one  hour .&lt;br /&gt;2)  When no ones  online  , open  the book and  flip  the pages of   my book even if I don’t understand anything . &lt;br /&gt;Hope n I stick  to them &lt;br /&gt;Am tired of being idle, I want to do something @least read for the semester eggjams. If  I don’t start it  in  a days time , I can  well assure that I am going to flunk for sure, until or unless  some  Super natural power should stop me  from  flunking ..[:P]&lt;br /&gt;ok chalo I will sighn of  &lt;br /&gt;tc haffun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-3862094521831672940?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3862094521831672940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=3862094521831672940&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3862094521831672940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3862094521831672940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/04/casual-update.html' title='Casual Update'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4531615597228052359</id><published>2007-03-25T23:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:04:49.162+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Heros to Zeros</title><content type='html'>Three days ,three posts  and  no  prizes  for guessing what might be the  reason , of course  Indian Cricket Team doing badly .&lt;br /&gt;  I accept that  Indian team has  done  very bad  but  why are people all our  the Nation going  mad, why  are some  people ready  to pelt the  players with stones and  some other kinda  weapons. If you think  cricket is like religion over this part of the world then you should even accept  that  players  are gods of that  religion and i  dare  say that no one pelts  stones  @ their gods .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For the people  who think that cricketers are not gods they are mere humans  then you should even  accept that humans do make mistakes and our team did mistakes. This  kind of behavior is uncalled for .They were not involved in some crime , they  just lost a  game of cricket, fans  should understand that. Supporting them when they  are  in a high   and  not accepting them when they are very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rga7eMznGnI/AAAAAAAAABI/i6ljgvZOKzs/s1600-h/lovecricket_nat9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rga7eMznGnI/AAAAAAAAABI/i6ljgvZOKzs/s320/lovecricket_nat9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045926560023386738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please   respect our  heroes ,they  gave  their everything for Indian cricket, &lt;br /&gt;players  like Sachin,Rahul,Sourav they all have  rendered their service to the Nation for more than 10 yrs . so please keep faith in your/our heroes , if not today they will do well tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-4531615597228052359?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4531615597228052359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4531615597228052359&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4531615597228052359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4531615597228052359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/03/heros-to-zeros.html' title='Heros to Zeros'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Rga7eMznGnI/AAAAAAAAABI/i6ljgvZOKzs/s72-c/lovecricket_nat9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-3678351581003079383</id><published>2007-03-25T00:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:45:14.747+05:30</updated><title type='text'>23rd-March</title><content type='html'>I guess this is one of the worst days in INDIAN cricket..&lt;br /&gt;we lost 2 Australia in the finals of 2003 world cup on this very day .&lt;br /&gt;After 4 years on very this day we lost one of the most  important match against Srilanka which has more r less thrown us  out of the world cup @ the qualifying stage itself [:(]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still then is some hope left if Bermuda wins over Bangladesh we can still make it 2 the  next stage..I know this is the optimum level of optimism but  ... cant help it i cant  see Indian going out of the World cup this early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Bermuda  You are the hope for us ....... plz do urself and India a big  favour by  beating bangladesh. This is what zillion people of this nation hopeing ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of luck to Bermuda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-3678351581003079383?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3678351581003079383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=3678351581003079383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3678351581003079383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/3678351581003079383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/03/23rd-march.html' title='23rd-March'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-7038269481486990995</id><published>2007-03-24T10:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:29:17.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hapless Indian Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RgS9msznGmI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJJle_CZqc0/s1600-h/in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RgS9msznGmI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJJle_CZqc0/s320/in.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045365955122109026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;India are all but out of the World Cup after losing to Sri Lanka by 69 runs in their concluding Group B match in Port of Spain, Trinidad, on Friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say lost Friday nights sleep ( nothing new ) lost the passion to see the  whole world cup   only bcoz  11 passionless players  with  no attitude to &lt;br /&gt;play aggressive cricket @ all .we have   been boasting Our  batting line  up  that &lt;br /&gt;its one of the best batting line  up in this world cup, ya true only on papers  not &lt;br /&gt;when it comes 2 matches, our team  has  three players who have scored  more than &lt;br /&gt;10,000  runs  in International cricket were  not able 2 bat  50 overs  twice in three &lt;br /&gt;matches  against  two  teams which come from sub-continent,this has been dismal &lt;br /&gt;performance from the Indian cricket team . The loss of  the  Indian team is  unbearable bcoz zillions  of people  might have   glued  to the Television sets to &lt;br /&gt;see India  win , but the  Players  played as though they are  playing for some toffee &lt;br /&gt;not trophy .Million hope sank  when Indian team lost the match against SriLanka who &lt;br /&gt;played very well 2 beat  every one in the  group . I never  found  Indian  Team &lt;br /&gt;Showing any kinda passion  for the game even after loosing to teams like Bangladesh.&lt;br /&gt;Indian team is expected  to  beat teams  like   Bangladesh at least , even after  &lt;br /&gt;loosing  to Bangladesh  the whole nation supported  the team expecting  them  to win   &lt;br /&gt;against Srilanka, but our  so called   great batting line was not even able  to  &lt;br /&gt;chase a moderate  score  of  255.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand at all, most of the team  being  senior  specialists ,&lt;br /&gt;with volumes of records and stats which can be remembered only if u have an external &lt;br /&gt;memory card other than your brain .&lt;br /&gt;Indian team is like Real Madrid, all stars but no guarantee of a victory over any &lt;br /&gt;side,wish in cricket the teams could trade /import/export  the players like in league &lt;br /&gt;football, BCCI being the richest  board and  members who are very good at trade could &lt;br /&gt;have easily brought all players with match winning capabilities and sold over sum &lt;br /&gt;hyped gods, but who would  buy them any  way,a team like real should do that &lt;br /&gt;i guess [;)].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Not a single player i can name who raised  to  the occasion and  stand  up   &lt;br /&gt;and say I will do this  for my country  and zillions of passionate cricket fanatics &lt;br /&gt;back home ,if not  for my self. If  u cant sustain pressure  and   expectations  of  &lt;br /&gt;billion people  you don't deserve to be  in the side,who ever it may be Sachin, &lt;br /&gt;Sourav,Sewag or for that  matter any member in team.I cant express my feelings  how &lt;br /&gt;sad I am  that India has not reached  the next stage of  world cup,Idon't see Bermuda  &lt;br /&gt;beating Bangladesh tomorrow  even if they  beat them,Indians don't deserve  to go &lt;br /&gt;into the next stage.Indians should not take  further  part in the world cup , i guess &lt;br /&gt;Bangladesh deserves much more credit who portrayed much more passion enthusiasm, &lt;br /&gt;spirit,fight,aggression  which  is/was lacking in the Indian side ...&lt;br /&gt; " &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know  that  it is only a  game  of cricket  , but for me it is much more  than that&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-7038269481486990995?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7038269481486990995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=7038269481486990995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/7038269481486990995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/7038269481486990995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/03/hapless-indian-team.html' title='Hapless Indian Team'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RgS9msznGmI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJJle_CZqc0/s72-c/in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4004159096601419062</id><published>2007-03-18T05:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:14:28.882+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricket  Game Of Uncertainities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-ind.cricinfo.com/db/PICTURES/CMS/73000/73019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://content-ind.cricinfo.com/db/PICTURES/CMS/73000/73019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-ind.cricinfo.com/db/PICTURES/CMS/73000/73021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://content-ind.cricinfo.com/db/PICTURES/CMS/73000/73021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day it has been [:O] &lt;br /&gt;              This day In cricket history is very significant i suppose two supposedly weak teams namely Bangladesh(though they are test playing nation) and Ireland made life uneasy for the other test playing nations in the world cup.Ireland has &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Knocked&lt;/span&gt; the 92 World Cup  champions Pakistan Out of the world cup 07 in Jamaica  and other big  upset is Bangladesh cruised to Victory over  so called mighty INDIANS , making  it hard for India  to enter the next stage [:(]. Supposedly called Minnows have not only stunned Pakistan and India but The whole world by beating India and  Pakistan respectively&lt;br /&gt;If a poll  was made before the world cup  99 out of 100 people would have predicted top 8 teams to  get into super8s. Big stars made open statements that minnows like Ireland , Scotland  and other teams should not be playing world cup as this would make this game boring and   this  would result in loss of interest  among spectators   i guess today their mouths have been shut .&lt;br /&gt;         As am an a passionate Indian cricket fan i expect India to do well against all teams  and definitely against teams like Bangladesh, but they dint ,they were trying to show that a cricket ball has emotions, if they hit it hard, it might cry , apart from Yuvi , Zaheer  and  Munaf  none were aggressive [:(]while batiing and  need less to say about  fielding it was  and  it will be pathetic . B'Desh  played very well and deserved to win the match but on the other hand Indians performance was below average .Todays loss over Bangladesh has made our chances  to enter the next stage very difficult  , we have to win  every  match now  to get  into the next round , even if we win both our matches still then its no guarantee that  we  will go in to the second  round thats kind of impact that todays result has brought in to the  qualifying stages of WC-07.&lt;br /&gt;        Ireland did the inevitable by  beating pakistan on Saint Patricks day .Ireland  who played very well in against  Zimb  to tie  the match were more than brilliant  today with the ball and particularly with their  fielding [:)].Labelled as minnows, underdogs they have shown a lot of character to beat Pakistan. I would  have enjoyed  their win more if India   would have  won the match. the way they bowled out  Pakistan for  a poultry total of 133  shows how well they have  bowled though while batting there were some hiccups  but @ the end  they managed a victory over a Test nation which was certain to make it to the next  round, though Pakistan  was lingered because  many of their top players  were not available for this WC Coz  of some reason or the   other were not expected to that well in the   tournament but no one expected them 2 b knocked out of the world cup this early .&lt;br /&gt; I know that in sports, winning and  loosing  is all part of sport  but loosing  with out giving a fight was very disappointing , energy and spirit in the field was very much lacking, if this continues there  may be a upset again  on 19th of this month  against Bermuda , Pakistan has already been knocked out hope its not India's Turn [:(].On the other hand Ireland  may be well in the course of enjoying a extended holiday in Carribean islands[:)]&lt;br /&gt;        Before I end my post let us come together and wish Team India  for their other up coming matches  .... huha  INDIA ayya INDIA [:P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cricket is a game of uncertainties, it has lived up to its name&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/15035594-4004159096601419062?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4004159096601419062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4004159096601419062&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4004159096601419062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4004159096601419062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/03/cricket-game-of-uncertainities.html' title='Cricket  Game Of Uncertainities...'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-5675209297728882142</id><published>2007-02-03T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:12:05.623+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chalo Ameerpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RcR12nYzdFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m8Fj-xadoKA/s1600-h/20050325ManavataHydBloodDonationCampMap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RcR12nYzdFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m8Fj-xadoKA/s320/20050325ManavataHydBloodDonationCampMap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027272665198720082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The Title very much  sounds  like  rally organized against the government by the  communist party  , don't worry people  this isn't any thing of that sought .  As  i have  been  vetty(read bewarse) max  this days , i thought will do some thing constructive , so i thought will join some   institute  for  Java  , which will be of some help . As Ameerpet is the favorite destination  in Hyderabad  for all computer science students,  i too felt will join some thing here as it is very cheap and  the quality  of education is good . As  students all over   Hyderabad  flock 2 this place   this place  is crowded with people all day  and night till 10  pm. Classes here  start round  6 in the morning and  end  some time round 10 in d morning. So as  all my  class mates said  that  I-NET-SOLVE  is  the  best place 2  learn  JAVA , so  had  a visit  to that  place ,2 attend  a class  , just when i got down from the buss i get 2 c  zillion people hurrying like ants   on the lane  besides  maithrivanam . As soon i entered  the class , this was my expression  [:O].. just got puzzled 2 see   almost 1000  ppl in a class  , a class filled with   Neelkamal chairs   and those chairs  ocuppied  to the optimum.The room was filled  with people  and fire  extinguisher's, i thought  why the hell do   people need  extinguisher's  in here  as there is no  oxygen in this rooms as   this room has no ventilation once i entered all   the doors were closed . With great difficulty  i found  a  friend  who was very kind  enough  2 call me   and  asking me 2  sit beside him  as that was the one of  few(read not more  than 4) seats  left  in the class {morale of the story  dont come to class on time    come    some 20 minz before  the class  :( } with  grt difficulty i had   2  reach my place  pushing and  prodding all the  people  .As soon as i   took my place i thought this  would  be my  last class , that  bad was d  room(hall),  but some how  after  the chaos the class started,  it started on a very serious  note , people settled  and there was  a pin drop silence i thought , this  lecturer  must b  very serious kind of  guy   , but  after  few minz  passed he  proved me  wrong, he was very  funny, kinda who's lecturer  who's  accent  was  some what different and his  teaching style was very unique and was very impressive  and  i no wonder why there r more than 1000 ppl in a  class . His voice was crystal clear  thanx  to  the hazar speakers in the class and    the other students  listening to his lecture  very  curiously( with out  even  blinking there  eye  as though they are watching some  thriller on the  screen) also helps .Neways  am writing this post after attending   my  4th class so  i have  a different opinion on  attending classes now , so am going 2  classes regularly getting  up very early in the morning  missing my valuable sleep  [:(].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-5675209297728882142?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5675209297728882142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=5675209297728882142&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5675209297728882142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/5675209297728882142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/02/chalo-ameerpet.html' title='Chalo Ameerpet'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RcR12nYzdFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m8Fj-xadoKA/s72-c/20050325ManavataHydBloodDonationCampMap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-1129850766543906010</id><published>2007-01-01T14:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:56:03.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2006 welcome 2007!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RZ4nokRS9II/AAAAAAAAAAY/SKfd88Qfev8/s1600-h/happy-new-year-708144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RZ4nokRS9II/AAAAAAAAAAY/SKfd88Qfev8/s320/happy-new-year-708144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016490612821783682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Last year, I experienced so much as far as life is concerned. I told myself that I would never make the same mistakes that I had before. I cried...laughed ....screamed....But even through all that....I am still here! And AM still me. I have also learned a lot of things the hard way. I have come to realize that life is so short and not that easy as i thought. I just want to be happy.!!! I have gotten so used to always having someone around that I have lost myself. I found myself selling myself short.....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;as far as  my last year was concerned was  kinda  bad in every aspect :&lt;br /&gt; academics point of view  flunked in exams   and  dint do anything special anything the whole  year. I always felt that some thing is haunting me like hell only @ the end of the year i came 2 know that  my own shadow is  haunting me , i have 2  blame my self , dint do anything special  the whole  year .. &lt;br /&gt;i guess this has been  one of d worst  years,  every year am feeling the  same kinda thing  every it's only getting worse . &lt;br /&gt;Few  of my friends  left to pursue  their  carriers  to  US  and UK and  2 other part  of India  , loosing few of friends that way , so last year was no special  in  anyway   &lt;br /&gt;Highlights  of this year :&lt;br /&gt;i guess there is nothing 2 b highlighted here&lt;br /&gt;ya  ya  forgot 2 say &lt;br /&gt;10K scraps in a year in  orkut scrap book [:)][:P]&lt;br /&gt;Did my second semester  pretty well i guess dunno how well  till i  get my results&lt;br /&gt;and nothing other than that i guess....&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha  changed my hair style...people dint like it  , who cares until i liked it  [:P].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dint do anything on the eve  of NEW YEAR . Stayed online all night, rather than   partying  some were . even the last day of  d year was not any  special i guess , and i dint want  2 make it  anything as such either . went to the saloon   jest 2 change  my hair style  which none of the &lt;br /&gt;Ne ways   NEW YEAR  has started  raising  new hopes  in my life as usual hoping this year will b  challenging  and  successful year   not  like  previous years  ... Hope  i will learn  from my mistakes....&lt;br /&gt;anyways wishing  every people  who's gonna  visit my  blog  a  HAPPY and PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR .. have a great year ahead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-1129850766543906010?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1129850766543906010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=1129850766543906010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1129850766543906010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/1129850766543906010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2007/01/bye-2006-welcome-2007.html' title='Bye 2006 welcome 2007!!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RZ4nokRS9II/AAAAAAAAAAY/SKfd88Qfev8/s72-c/happy-new-year-708144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-8581811180184741246</id><published>2006-12-25T12:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:16:37.012+05:30</updated><title type='text'>eggjams over happy holidays  now</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is my 50th post hurray, i never knew tht i will be posting 50 posts here  , but some how  i did,so kudos 2 me[:P].&lt;br /&gt;Any ways eggjams are over ,  as of now  having hell of time ,  as eggjams r over  need not get up very early in the morning , can sleep peacefully with out an alarm[:)], need  not worry about what kinda questions will be coming the question paper .Things i have 2 worry about are how should  i spend the whole day , what 2 do now ?, which movies i am left with , bring as many magazines and cover all the  gossip and massala columns in the  news paper.........................this r things i have 2 worry and  this r considered 2 b happy  worries..[:D]. But  as of now the cause of worry is tht i have  to spend my holidays all alone [:(].. neways  ... no regrets  holidays r holydays  ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-8581811180184741246?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8581811180184741246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=8581811180184741246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8581811180184741246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8581811180184741246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/12/eggjams-over-happy-holidays-now.html' title='eggjams over happy holidays  now'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-8807910666598847575</id><published>2006-12-23T10:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:22:14.688+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my blog template code</title><content type='html'>here  is the  copy of mah blog code u can  down load it from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/nsdoc/c85f1ac8-a32d-41d5-8018-730a30c40be8"&gt;blog code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this  will serve purpose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-8807910666598847575?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8807910666598847575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=8807910666598847575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8807910666598847575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/8807910666598847575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-blog-template-code.html' title='my blog template code'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-2909522164694570396</id><published>2006-12-03T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:38:12.484+05:30</updated><title type='text'>1000  hitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RXMD_aPlkYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9RCq1uSx40/s1600-h/1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RXMD_aPlkYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9RCq1uSx40/s320/1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004347998850093442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YUPPY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!my blog celebrates  1000  hits  today ... (it took  exactly 16 months  )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Loadz of gratitudes  to the people who have visited  mah blog , though i don't update my blog  much lyk other blogers  do . I will try  very hard to update my blog regularly.  I hope  that  people will keep  visting  my blog   frequently   .  Ya i know 1000  hitz   is'nt   that  great, but  am happy with  what  i have got .I hope  ppl will drop in their comments in shout box and comments section 2 improve  on my blogging skills , constructive  criticism is always on .Hope i will attract   many more visitors  to my blog  and will improve  the rate which i post , still then happy bloggin, keep visting .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Have  grt days ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ps: i shld  have more hitz on mah blog  but  i  updated  my  hitz counter onez  i reached 500  hitz  ... [:p] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-2909522164694570396?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2909522164694570396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=2909522164694570396&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/2909522164694570396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/2909522164694570396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/12/1000-hitz.html' title='1000  hitz'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/RXMD_aPlkYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q9RCq1uSx40/s72-c/1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-489657370599884189</id><published>2006-11-19T15:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:20:34.238+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Exceptional reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It was probably the April of 1974. Bangalore was getting warm and gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was the only girl in my postgraduate department and was staying at the ladies' hostel. Other girls were pursuing research in different departments of Science.I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a doctorate in computer science. I had been offered scholarships from Universities in the US. I had not thought of taking up a job in India.One day, while on the way to my hostel from our lecture-hall complex, I saw an advertisement on the notice board. It was a standard job-requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now Tata Motors). It stated that the company required young, bright engineers, hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc. At the bottom was a small line: "Lady candidates need not apply."I read it and was very upset. For the first time in my life I was up against gender discrimination.Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it as a challenge. I had done extremely well in academics, better than most of my male peers. Little did I know then that in real life academic excellence is not enough to be successful. After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I decided to inform the topmost person in Telco's management about the injustice the company was perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write, but there was a problem: I did not know who headed Telco I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD Tata was the head of the Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers (actually, Sumant Moolgaokar was the company's chairman then) I took the card, addressed it to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember clearly what I wrote."The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who started the basic infrastructure industries in India, such as iron and steel, chemicals, textiles and locomotives They have cared for higher education in India since 1900 and they were responsible for the establishment of the Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study there. But I am surprised how a company such as Telco is discriminating on the basis of gender."I posted the letter and forgot about it. Less than 10 days later, I received a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at Telco's Pune facility at the company's expense. I was taken aback by the telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to go to Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I collected Rs 30 each from everyone who wanted a sari When I look back, I feel like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed good enough to make the trip.It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the city.To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at home in Pune as I do in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so many ways. As directed, I went to Telco's Pimpri office for the interview.There were six people on the panel and I realised then that this was serious business."This is the girl who wrote to JRD," I heard somebody whisper as soon as I entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I would not get the job. The realisation abolished all fear from my mind, so I was rather cool while the interview was being conducted.Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I told them, rather impolitely, "I hope this is only a technical interview."They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about my attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of them.Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, "Do you know why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we have never employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed college; this is a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first ranker throughout. We appreciate that, but people like you should work in research laboratories."I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited place.I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their difficulties, so I answered, "But you must start somewhere, otherwise no woman will ever be able to work in your factories."Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So this was what the future had in store for me.Never had I thought I would take up a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we became good friends and we got married.It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the uncrowned king of Indian industry. Now I was scared, but I did not get to meet him till I was transferred to Bombay. One day I had to show some reports to Mr Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM. I was in his office on the first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters) when, suddenly JRD walked in. That was the first time I saw "appro JRD". Appro means "our" in Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which people at Bombay House called him.I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard episode. SM introduced me nicely, "Jeh (that's what his close associates called him), this young woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate.She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor." JRD looked at me. I was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview (or the postcard that preceded it). Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he remarked. "It is nice that girls are getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?""When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir," I replied. "Now I am Sudha Murthy." He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with SM. As for me, I almost ran out of the room.After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman and I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I was in awe of him.One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me. I did not know how to react. Yet again I started worrying about that postcard. Looking back, I realise JRD had forgotten about it. It must have been a small incident for him, but not so for me."Young lady, why are you here?" he asked. "Office time is over." I said, "Sir, I'm waiting for my husband to come and pick me up." JRD said, "It is getting dark and there's no one in the corridor. I'll wait with you till your husband comes."I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside made me extremely uncomfortable.I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a simple white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There wasn't any air of superiority about him. I was thinking, "Look at this person. He is a chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is waiting for the sake of an ordinary employee."Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out. JRD called and said, "Young lady, tell your husband never to make his wife wait again."In 1982 I had to resign from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I really did not have a choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House after wrapping up my final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was absorbed in thought. I wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me and paused.Gently, he said, "So what are you doing, Mrs Kulkarni?" (That was the way he always addressed me.) "Sir, I am leaving Telco.""Where are you going?" he asked. "Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a company called Infosys and I'm shifting to Pune.""Oh! And what will you do when you are successful.""Sir, I don't know whether we will be successful." "Never start with diffidence," he advised me "Always start with confidence. When you are successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we must reciprocate. I wish you all the best."Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed like a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive.Many years later I met Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the chair JRD once did. I told him of my many sweet memories of working with Telco. Later, he wrote to me, "It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The sad part is that he's not alive to see you today."I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy person, he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice. He must have received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown mine away, but he didn't do that. He respected the intentions of that unknown girl, who had neither influence nor money, and gave her an opportunity in his company. He did not merely give her a job; he changed her life and mindset forever.Close to 50 per cent of the students in today's engineering colleges are girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me what I want from life, I would say I wish JRD were alive today to see how the company we started has grown. He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly.My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the passage of time. I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his employees.Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the same vastness and magnificence.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------(Sudha Murthy is a widely published writer and chairperson of the Infosys Foundation involved in a number of social development initiatives. Infosys chairman Narayana Murthy is her husband.)*Article sourced from: Lasting Legacies (Tata Review- Special Commemorative Issue 2004), brought out by the house of Tatas to commemorate the 100th birth anniversary of JRD Tata on July 29, 2004.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-489657370599884189?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/489657370599884189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=489657370599884189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/489657370599884189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/489657370599884189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/11/exceptional-reality.html' title='Exceptional reality'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-6261605506425285984</id><published>2006-10-26T23:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:10:56.309+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india lost 2 windies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That’s&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the emoticon I have to use&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today night because the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mighty Indian cricket&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;team lost&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to West-Indies &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Though we fought well we lost the match.&lt;br /&gt;After fighting back &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well in last 10 over both with bat &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ball v did loose the match, was very disappointing. Me &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;being a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de hard fan of Indian cricket , I want to see&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Indian team winning every match&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;but team &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;disappoints me every now and then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lost&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;match when&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the top&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;order failed very miserably. I guess sewag should&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;given a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kick on his back for sure&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it has been&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;very long&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;since&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he has played a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;big and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;good knock. Dravid&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;did&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;play well showed&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;glimpses&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of coming back in to form but unfortunately&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;run out on 49&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3274/1835/1600/67836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3274/1835/320/67836.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , I guess that was the turning point&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the match, if&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he were not&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;b out then&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the score&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;would have been&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a lot better&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. After &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dravids dimissial&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dhoni&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;compiled intelligent&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;partnership with Raina and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bajju&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to give &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;some descent score to play with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;West-Iindies innings&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;started very well with&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gayle&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;scoring a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;quick&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fire&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;30+ runs , Indian &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fielding &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;did&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;help&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;windies a lot&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Raina&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the best fielders &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the India &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;team was the culprit&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who missed a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;simple catch in covers&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;guess that would&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have made&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a big difference. Then RpSing&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with his&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;butter hands&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;did&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;miss few&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;balls here&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and there . on the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;whole Indian fielding was very pathetic&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to say the least .Bajji&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, Munaf Patel&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bowled very well and the surprise package was&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sewags&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;off-spinners. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In dieing stages of the game,&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pathan&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bowled&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a Few&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;good balls &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;@ &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Windies batsmen . Windies requiring &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the last&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to over’s&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it was&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kind of &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;very easy and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pathan bowled&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a very good&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. he&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just gave&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5 runs and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was successful &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sending back Lara&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pavilion . As&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Agarakar was&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;most&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;experienced&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the bowlers&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he was given the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ball to&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;get India &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;closer to win he bowled&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a gaffer&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of a delivery to remove&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;D.Smith but only&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;found wanting when he&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bowled a rank short delivery to&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Samuels&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;square&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cut him 4 runs . &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thst it &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lost&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. though&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;India&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tried very hard&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, I feel&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;points r not given for&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aiming&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, points r only given for&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hitting the target and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;India &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;were&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;unsuccessful in&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wining the match.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now my&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fav part of&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;post Agarkar . He is def’ly one of the most gifted bowlers&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;India has&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;produced,&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the talented cricketers in the India &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;side&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the one&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who utilizes his&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;utilizes his talent least. He &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kinda&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;enigma&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to me. I guess if he were to bowl a good&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;last over &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;would have&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;won the match. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is my fav bowler , but he disappointed me:(( &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Don’t worry team &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;u people will defnitelly do well against the mighty aussies&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;will reach the Semi Finals for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Uh Ahhh &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;INDIA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; ..Ayyya &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; ……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-6261605506425285984?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6261605506425285984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=6261605506425285984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/6261605506425285984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/6261605506425285984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-emoticon-i-have-to-use-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-4631925963242546793</id><published>2006-10-03T18:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-03T18:11:39.743+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Idle!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a long time&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;am posting some thing in my blog&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;, don’t know what exactly&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kept me away from&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;posting , not definitely coz of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;time&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;constraint , if at all there is some reason then it should&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;be&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that I have no topics&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;to post on . All this days I have been doing nothing other than going 2 college and bunking every possible class I can . Talking with my friends reading few blogs here and &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ther spend&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;time&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;on few&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;books&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(of all d books I read&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I loved&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;reading a dairy of a young gal) and spending more than umpteen hours on messenger (i.e. the most sickening of things i  guess).watched&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;most of the movies which have hit&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the big screen in the last&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;2 months except that for stalin and boss(bommarillu and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;lagey raho were&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;best of all d movies ) I guess I did not&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;do anything constructive as&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;such ,other&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;than&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;trying to build my college website(though not yet completed) .I am just procrastinating things , I have&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;sem-exams this&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;November&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not even aware of the subjects . Already&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;flunked in my&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;first internals , but&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not learn&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;anything from my mistakes still not yet opened my books . I have no one to blame for I have&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;to blame myself . Not&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that I have&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;no work and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;am idle, I have loadz of work&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;to do still then&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not completing my work that&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;irritates me a lot . Made a point&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;signing in orkut , still then signing in&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;using a fake&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;profile of mine&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;but not&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;spending as much time as I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;used to , but still then I am orkuttin[&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;].Instead of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mugging (read it as reading )some thing&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;still here&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;thinking what&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;all should I type here , I guess&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;this is&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the sickest thing . Haftha have 2 study now or else I will definitely flunk this semester. Ok chalo I dont want bore you people any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-4631925963242546793?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4631925963242546793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=4631925963242546793&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4631925963242546793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/4631925963242546793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/10/ideal-idle.html' title='Ideal Idle!!!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-9210830967645756288</id><published>2006-09-09T00:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-09T00:58:58.137+05:30</updated><title type='text'>If I Knew</title><content type='html'>This has been kept alive and moving since 9/11. In memory of all those who perished this morning; the passengers and the pilots on the United Air and AA flights, the workers in the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, and all the innocent bystanders Our prayers go out to the friends and families of the deceased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I knew it would be the last time&lt;br /&gt;That I'd see you fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;I would tuck you in more tightlyand&lt;br /&gt;pray the Lord, your soul to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time&lt;br /&gt;that I see you walk out the door,&lt;br /&gt;I would give you a hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;and call you back for one more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time&lt;br /&gt;I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,&lt;br /&gt;I would video tape each action and word,&lt;br /&gt;so I could play them back day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time,!&lt;br /&gt;I could spare an extra minuteto stop and say&lt;br /&gt;"I love you,"instead of assuming&lt;br /&gt;you would KNOW I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time&lt;br /&gt;I would be there to share your day&lt;br /&gt;,Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,&lt;br /&gt;so I can let just this one slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For surely there's always tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;to make up for an oversight,&lt;br /&gt;and we always get a second chance&lt;br /&gt;to make everything just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will l always be another day&lt;br /&gt;to say "I love you,"&lt;br /&gt;And certainly there's another&lt;br /&gt;chance to say our "Anything I can do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just in case I might be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and today is all I get,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I hope we never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;young or old alike,&lt;br /&gt;And today may be the last chance&lt;br /&gt;you get to hold your loved one tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're waiting for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;why not do it today?&lt;br /&gt;For if tomorrow never comes,&lt;br /&gt;you'll surely regret the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you didn! 't take that extra time&lt;br /&gt;for a smile, a hug, or a kiss&lt;br /&gt;and you were too busy to grant someone,&lt;br /&gt;what turned out to be their one last wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold your loved ones close today,&lt;br /&gt;and whisper in their ear,&lt;br /&gt;Tell them how much you love them&lt;br /&gt;and that you'll always hold them dear&lt;br /&gt;Take time to say "I 'm sorry,""Please forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;" "Thank you," or "It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if tomorrow never comes,&lt;br /&gt;you'll have no regrets about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-9210830967645756288?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/9210830967645756288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=9210830967645756288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/9210830967645756288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/9210830967645756288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-knew.html' title='If I Knew'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115535305614881778</id><published>2006-08-12T08:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:06:40.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TEN  SIMPLE  PLEASURES IN LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I was tagged by Priya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;When a restriction of ten is given, one really cant make an exhaustive list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;1. Experiencing picturesque, meaningful and physical dreams during slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;2. To read a good book all night long(r do something which I like doing most, casually chatting with friends all night, being ol all night,listening to music r watchin a movie) and fall asleep in the day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;3. Simply talking with my mom and dad and discussing cricket with my bro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;4. Go in through the photo albums and laugh over the pictures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;5. Having a sumptuous meal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;6. Spending time with friends discussing about the bygone days and Goin on long drives and going for a holiday with friends .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;7. Visiting a temple&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;8. Hum and sometimes loudly sing film songs and seeing people around me cursing not to sing any more.(Hearing an old favorite song you’d long forgotten on the TV from beginning to end)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;9. Watching Indian cricket team doing well and watching Rahul Dravid&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in full flow caressing &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;field..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;10. After hearing a funny joke or story or a funny moment, the tears and soreness in your tummy that ensue post laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;   this  r my simple pleasures in my lyf put randomly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"But none is worse than other... and everyone is better than the other"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115535305614881778?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115535305614881778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115535305614881778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115535305614881778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115535305614881778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/08/ten-simple-pleasures-in-life.html' title='TEN  SIMPLE  PLEASURES IN LIFE'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115454105634176192</id><published>2006-08-02T23:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-12T09:04:51.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hyd-sagar -srisalem pics</title><content type='html'>here r the picks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sansun2111/show"&gt; slide show &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115454105634176192?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115454105634176192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115454105634176192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115454105634176192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115454105634176192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/08/hyd-sagar-srisalem-pics.html' title='hyd-sagar -srisalem pics'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115451781885846610</id><published>2006-08-02T16:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:53:38.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ethipothala  falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/DSC00674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/DSC00674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115451781885846610?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115451781885846610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115451781885846610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115451781885846610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115451781885846610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/08/ethipothala-falls_02.html' title='ethipothala  falls'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115451649410459130</id><published>2006-08-02T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:31:34.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>omkara</title><content type='html'>“&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jealousy and Suspicion are the two greatest rivals any lover can have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” ....&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quoted frm some newspaer!!                   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;               &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/medium1746835.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/medium1746835.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italiccolor:#0000ff;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  The movie of the season has to be “Omkara”. I went to watch it last night with Rajeev and thought that he would be mighty uncomfortable with the off -beat story used in the film, but he surprised me. Omkara is a treat – for the eyes and for the heart and the mind. It enthralls you, all the actors do justice and more that that to the roles.. Omkara is nothing like Othello(i hve never read Othello before,just googled it to know some facts) – and I mean it in the good way. What I am trying to say is that there is always the trap of over-doing it while making a movie like that, but thankfully the director knows when to stop and what is he doing with the film. Omkara is racy, it catches your pulse, it makes you feel for the characters(saif was to gud with langda tyagi) and live their life in the crisp 2 hour 30 minute sheer cinematic brilliance of Saif and Ajay. Saif’s character “Langda Tyagi” based on that of Iago is to die for(googled). He is not evil personified or anything – but it’s scary enough to know someone like that. He is sinister to the core and you do not feel any remorse. He drifts away from his bubble-gum image (read hum-tum)and shows what an actor is all about. I love the language used in the film – the typical UP Hindi with its nuances(was very tough 2 understand ,rajeev beside me helped me a lot)– that Konkona brings forth marvellously on screen. Her body language, her drama, her restraint, her being human – everything and more – Konkona is stupendous in the film! There is nothing that this woman cannot do. She walks, talks, eats, breathes, and lives the character and I only wish there was more of her in the movie!&lt;br /&gt;For all the people who have an aversion towards gallis being used in films, then may be you might have bit of a problem with this film, nonetheless go watch it! For the acting, for the direction, for Bipasha’s dance sequences,for Kareenas innocence and for everything else that your regular Hindi movies will not give you. Everyone else thought that Kareena was so-so in the film, but I loved her. Not only because she spoke less, but the fact that she spoke with her eyes. Her eyes dance on screen. The pathos, the sadness, the knowing that her lover does not trust her and having to live with it – only she could have expressed that emotion and she does like no one else.Even Vivek played his roll well as Firangi.Though the whole story revolves round the suspicion,iguess ther wasmore to it when the directed showed the nucences of up politics, i guess no one would have obsereved it, but it was true i guess. I cannot think of anyone else playing Omkara but Ajay Devgan – he rocks!! As Othello – you know that he is certainly envious, but the portrayal of the emotion is to die for. There is no loudness, no overtones and most certainly not hamming it up, when it was so easy to do all of those. I loved him in “Gangajal” but this film is one of his best on par with Company and Legend of Bagath singh ! I think the only strong reference that I could connect instantly to the play was in the scene between Ajay and Saif during the end, when Ajay tells Saif about not ever being able to get rid of the soul and guilt. He sees life as only good or evil – there are no in-betweens- may be that’s where the flaw lies within Omkara as a person – who is so strong and yet so weak that he cannot trust the woman he loves. Omkara is a rare film. At least when all the others are busy making pot-boilers and sex comedies, here comes a movie that engages you, lifts you, and lingers long after the curtains go down!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115451649410459130?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115451649410459130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115451649410459130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115451649410459130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115451649410459130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/08/omkara_02.html' title='omkara'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115270487257310267</id><published>2006-07-12T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:51:07.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mumbai  blasts :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For d second time in my blog i am mentioning abt mumbai .. and the sad part is tht both the posts wer how badly mumbai has been affected..previously it was on d mansoons.. and now abt the blasts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;How to describe the Mumbai blasts?&lt;br /&gt;It is an abominable, monstrous and gruesome act of terrorism perpetrated by our worst enemies.&lt;br /&gt;As a human being, I shudder to think how can my fellow humans do something so heinous?&lt;br /&gt;Are these terrorists made of flesh and blood?&lt;br /&gt;Do they laugh and cry like us?&lt;br /&gt;Do they get hurt and feel pain?&lt;br /&gt;Do they look like us?&lt;br /&gt;Do they have families -- children and wives -- to go back to after a day's work?&lt;br /&gt;While planting the bombs in train compartments, did they take a look at the people travelling in them?&lt;br /&gt;Did they ever think how many families were going to be ruined?&lt;br /&gt;They did not. For if they did, they would have thought twice before unleashing violence on hundreds of innocent people, who after a day's toil, were returning home to their near and dear ones. Perhaps, they had plans for a cozy dinner with their kin. Their lives were cut short by some bloodthirsty monsters who made sure they never got back home on Tuesday evening.&lt;br /&gt;What did these innocents do to deserve this? They made the choice of living in the country's commercial capital, a city which is often lauded for its undying spirit, a business hub whose prosperity is compared to New York.&lt;br /&gt;I am a creative person and am aware of the satisfaction one gets out of creative pursuits. I fail to understand what sense of fullfilment can one attain out of terrorism. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can one possibly achieve by killing innocent people?&lt;br /&gt;Can bloodshed ever help them accomplish their mission?&lt;br /&gt;Have they ever thought what would it be like to be at the receiving end instead?&lt;br /&gt;How would it feel to be treated like mere pawns in the hands of some bloodthirsty terrorists?&lt;br /&gt;Who planned it and why does not bother me. What hurt me was the fact that so many priceless lives were slaughtered. Like this time, then too, some evil force was at work, determined to destroy peace.&lt;br /&gt;I can do nothing but feel helplessly angry. My heart goes out to all those who lost their kin or got injured in the blasts. May the Almighty give them strength and courage to tide over this crisis.&lt;br /&gt;Mumbaikars are patting each other's back for helping those affected by the blasts. A generous gesture no doubt by the residents of this city. But what pricks my mind -- aren't we being escapists in our efforts to portray that nothing has happened? Aren't we seeking refuge in a false sense of resilience? I salute all those who stood by the blast victims. But as human beings, isn't it something expected of us? Isn't it natural that we turn Samaritans in such times?Public memory, it is said, is short. And I am sure the undying spirit of Mumbai will take everything in its stride soon. Life will move on as usual. But when can we see a ray of hope? From where will we derive optimism to drive forces of violence away?At the moment, I see no hope. I am a tortured soul seeking solace. I can only pray so that the world is rid of wicked souls set to destroy its peace and harmony. I can only hope against hope -- perhaps, some day these terrorists will attain self-realisation that what they are doing is brutal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am not able to anything!! .. i guess Indian govt will do some thing abt this blast ..i guess they wont act as mere specators.. some  thing  of  this  kind  will do,  "&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Int Ka   jawab  Pathar Dengey&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hazar thanx to all thte mumbaikars who have been calm and helpin each victim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what to do!! but let u know!!! Kashmir humara tha , humara hein , humara rahega!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JAIHIND..  Bharath matha ki jay!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115270487257310267?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115270487257310267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115270487257310267&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115270487257310267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115270487257310267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/mumbai-blasts.html' title='mumbai  blasts :('/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115195124740322765</id><published>2006-07-03T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:03:09.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Words  From The  Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, I'm still so In Love with you, after all this time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time has passed, everyday you're on my mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont lie me i am no blind ,still thn i cant find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please forgive me i cant stop loving you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think of you all day long,Even though I know it's wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant forget the things which we did together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant forget you forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now i feel tht we comeing togeter will be like never &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears are flowing as though water is flowing from river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only feels much stronger and I wanna love ya longer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont wanna loose you for ever!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please for give me i cant stop lovin you!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know that i still love as much as blue!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every word i say is very true!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant stop loving you!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still then i know u will deny me!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That wont stop me from loving you!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will b thinkin of you still the day fades!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This cycle will repeat still i change my fate!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me die before it is so late!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115195124740322765?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115195124740322765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115195124740322765&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115195124740322765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115195124740322765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/words-from-broken-heart.html' title='Words  From The  Broken Heart'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115132099084610797</id><published>2006-06-26T16:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:00:35.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>inquisitve sandy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://morgamic.com/img/unknown.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://morgamic.com/img/unknown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I have always been a curious boy. My mind never ceases working. It is always asking questions( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;more so my friends started callin me query engine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;[:x]dimakh  karabh cheyaku ra&lt;/span&gt;), trying to work out how this world works, but, It seems, as though, the world around me, with so many different people, of so many ethnicities, of so many different nationalities, having so many different mindsets, abiding by so many different beliefs, belonging to so many different cultures, well, this world is surely a very difficult place to understand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This mind of mine would not give up, if only it could pay the same attention to to the academics, I could well be the topper in my class. Unfortunately, I'm not destined to be a topper for tht matter not evn in top 30 .. not @ all gud in acads. The destiny has had its say so far,  I've never been a top student( &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i nvr wanted 2 b, thts all  a different story&lt;/span&gt;) in my class. It doesn't look as if that's going to change even though the world around never ceases to change itself in the most dramatic and unexpected way possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chlalo  some  what a  small  post but  had nothin2  do!!!  so posted!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115132099084610797?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115132099084610797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115132099084610797&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115132099084610797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115132099084610797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/inquisitve-sandy.html' title='inquisitve sandy?'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115074647260841595</id><published>2006-06-20T01:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-20T14:18:27.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>biryani  the  wonder fud!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/5896295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/200/5896295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;When u stay in Hyderabad its obvious tht ppl here will b crazy for biryanni!! neways this post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;is not abt how biryanni is made r how popular it is amng ppl in Hyd!!!! this is all abt how i met with a guy called Adarsh whom i know thrw orkut!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;the way we met was really strange!!! i nvr expected him2 meet tht way, neways i was done with my bdp exam on tht day and d day after tht was a holiday. As my nxt exam was not on d nxt day, i decided 2 spend my valuable tym browsin in other wrds orkuttin!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it was round abt 10 tht i swiched on my system..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;actually i was planning for a biryanni tht night with my friend but none of my frnzs wer ready 2 have a biryani with me for some reason or d other!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;as ter was no comapnay i decided 2 sleep hungry!!!(:X)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn i was tellin darsh ki i am feelin hungry and no one is ter 2 give me company!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;the nxt ? came in fireing if u r ready 2 pay for d biryanni ,i am ready 2 come..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i thought this guy is haftha kiddin!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i just asked him seriously, he replied me tht he will def'ly come.Aall this was happening on orkut thn!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;for few secs i was shell shocked!! was he kiddin r was he makin a fool out of me !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;neways he assured me tht he was goin 2 come ...in 15 minz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn tym was round 11:35 i guess! evn i had a condition,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;if he wer 2 pick me up frm my place and drop me thn i wld come.He did agree 2 tht and for d nxt 15- 20 minz i was explaing wer my house was some how he managed 2 understand tht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mean while vams and hudzs wer ol . france sein yahn thak jalney ki bhoo arahi thi!!(i cld smell some thing burning) coz he was not part of tht adventure and more so he was not able 2 have a biryani!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/biryani.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iloveindia.com/hotelsinindia/hyderabad-hotels/images/hotel-basera-hyderabad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iloveindia.com/hotelsinindia/hyderabad-hotels/images/hotel-basera-hyderabad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some how i convinced my mom tht i will b back home by 1:30. i had 2 tell her duniya stories 2 come out!!( u wont bel i am very gud @ tellin stories )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i dressed in 2 minz and switched on 2 my shoes and came out of my house,still thn i cld not convince my self tht he will b commin, thn i called him once again asked him wether he was commin ki nahi he told me tht he was in d gas station fillin gas in his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He told me he will b ter by 12:00 i was out of my place round 11:50&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and i was wondering what 2 do for d nxt 15- 20 minz!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so had a icecream (feast d big F), hazar thanx 2 tht mobile cycle icecream wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Had some thing 2 do till then was watchin evry car and byk passin by ...coz i have nvr seen darsh and was wondering who d hell wld b darsh!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;some how he came 2 my place round 12:10 i guess ...first thing a small intro!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hi this is sandy and hi darsh woh sab formality tha!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn we had a small discussion wer 2 go!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;as far as i knew ter wer hazar restos in hyd who provide midnight biryani but cld not rem none other than pickels in secbad!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;darsh agreed!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;got in2 d car after a while darsh asked wanna smoke!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;he was perplexed when i said i dont smoke r for tht matter i dont drink!! bhokey!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;he told me ur bhola bala ..[:x] i hate bein called bhola bala!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn we wer movin 2wards secbad, haftha Darsh doesnt know d root 2 secbad i had 2 guide him!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;while drivin we discussed abt evry thing frm chiks 2 chicken biryanni!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Darsh had 2 face one more bouncer frm my end .. i told him ki i am an veggi! so i will b eating veg biryanni ..he said veg biryanni akkney ko intha build up endhuku?(lolz)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i donno why d hel do ppl make fun of other who dont eat meat,,thn we landed in pickles basera!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;no table was vacant!!!so had 2 wait for 25-35minz!!!! by thn darsh got bz , was attending duniya calls frm chiks(gals) frm every part of d wrld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(std/isd /local) calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; nvr knew Darsh was so poular among gals[:p]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn i was watchin for some gud lookin gals in ter!!! ya ter wer few in number but tht few will do for me!!some how i missed some thing which darsh got 2 see and i cant specifytht in my blog for some reason r other!(coz some things cant b mentioned)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;some how v got a table,thn v had a walk round the buffet table wer all d fudies wer placed!! some how biryanni was d only fud worth mentioning in tht table nothin else was spl in der other than icecream and kalaknd(some other name was mentioned ter)sweet..darsh had quite a gud no of items ter 2 relish ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;we wer curssin ourself y d hell did v land up here coz they wer nt evn clearin our plates, so v had 2 take d same plates for d second serving!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Darsh was cribbin tht no side plates was provided for d chikken biryani bones!!some how v completed our main course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; 2 mention tht biryanni was 2 gud .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Time for deserts ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Darsh was puttin a fight with icecream coz he cld not use d scoop properly!!some how i managed 2 put d icecream in his bowl!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i had my sweet(kalakand) some how i lyked tht sweet!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;thn v wer out of d resto and he dropped me in myplace ...thn it was tym 2 bid adieu!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;nice meetin ya... etc!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;this is how i met darsh !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;not evn in d wildest of dreamz i dreamt ki i will b meetin some one from orkut tht 2 Adarsh in the midnight!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;world is 2 small!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i am lookin out for such meets with orkut pals 2!!!&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/15035594-115074647260841595?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115074647260841595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115074647260841595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115074647260841595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115074647260841595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/biryani-wonder-fud.html' title='biryani  the  wonder fud!!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-115027364269554265</id><published>2006-06-14T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:05:07.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>y eggjam suck!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/learnenglish-central-magazine-exams-330x220.3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/learnenglish-central-magazine-exams-330x220.3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here i am posting in my blog after a hiatus brk!! hey this time i have reasons y i cld not post .. coz my exams wer round and i had 2 prepare!!!{really} .as i am done with my eggjams , i came up with some reason y exams suck!! these r fresh thoughts ... coz all this happened 2 me ...&lt;br /&gt;You don’t get the mood to study during the study holidays…amidst all the holiday planning… so you do good ol’ 12th hour preparation.&lt;br /&gt;2 days before the exam, you can’t find your syllabus book. When you actually locate it, you realize that you don’t have material for half the subjects. You get into a frenzy of panic and take deep breaths. You call up your friend who lives nearby. he doesn’t have it either. Then he gets psyched out and you end up consoling him, feeling a hell lot better. After hanging up, you forget the whole purpose of the call… After gathering all the relevant material, you look into the pages and wonder how the hell indian author could write Greek and Latin, and that too in your syllabus! You skip a few topics. [Given the hectic schedule of panicking and mugging alternatively]. The very same topics appear in the @#&amp;amp;^ing paper … that too in the detail section. You walk out of the hall with a firm resolve to gather material in time prior to the next exam. You runaway from the scene when your friends and classmates do a post-mortem of the question paper … who the @#$% wants to remember it anyway??? You spend sleepless nights during exam seasons… You do the next exam very well. You try to enjoy your holidays … but the thoughts of results always linger in your mind. When the results do come out … as my results r annonced online ht site does nt open on tym!! tht gets on2 ne onez nrvz ,some how the site opens after refreshing the page hazar tyms you fare better in the paper you thought you screwed up in and get mediocre marks in the paper you thought you’d ace. You use expurgated words to describe the soul who corrected your papers as well as the university… You pen down similar and other such useless thoughts on the eve of an exam. if this reasons r aint enough!!! I can give you infinite reasons why exams SUCK!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and some one wants 2 add 2 this list plz do comment!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-115027364269554265?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115027364269554265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=115027364269554265&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115027364269554265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/115027364269554265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/y-eggjam-suck.html' title='y eggjam suck!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114976116731243163</id><published>2006-06-08T15:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:36:10.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sandy the  gangster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/DSC00246.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juntha!!!!! basically i am a villian u c!!!!!! so just have a glimpse of this &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;villian!!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/DSC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="304" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/400/DSC.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114976116731243163?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114976116731243163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114976116731243163&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114976116731243163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114976116731243163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/sandy-gangster.html' title='sandy the  gangster'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114845812908587000</id><published>2006-05-24T13:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:05:44.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>reservation  ..system ..in India!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This days we get 2 c the hot new in all the private tv channels .. that is the reservation scenario!! the fu**in arjun singh who is 6oyrs old tryin 2 make some fuC*in changes in d system of education!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;through out this month i have been gettin frwds plz read this with this subject anti reservation..so many ppl r downcoz of hunger strike and the media is nt telecastin ne thing of this so plz fwd this mail 2 as many ppl u know and make this hunger strike a success.....&lt;br /&gt;A measure to increase reservation in centrally funded educational institutions from 22.5% to 49.5% for SC/STs and OBCs. Basically 1 out of every 2 seats in several institutions all over the country will be decided soley on the basis of caste and not merit. This includes reputed institutions such as the IITs, IIMs and AIIMS etc. And this reservation is in addition to already existing quotas in several institues.&lt;br /&gt;What this can mean?As politicians continue to manipulate and play caste politics for cheap votes, the country is further bifurcated on caste lines and with merit going for a toss with millions of students' futures being affected. And even after such measures over the past so many decades, it is a proven fact that economically backward/really deserving people do not benefit inspite of a quota for them; it is mostly the rich creamy layer which benefits. AND OF COURSE THE POLITICIANS WHICH IS VERY EVIDENT IN THIS CASE. There are calls and efforts to introduce the same in private industry for jobs and at some point, it may extend to schools also if these manipulative efforts continue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am noway aginst the obcs but i am totally aginst the castbased reseravtion system in India.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now what exactly is the government trying to do ???????? Instead of giving a burden on its exchequer its playing with the future of thousands of students belonging to the General Category. Instead of giving them economic support, fee waivers and scholarships it wants to appease them with something that will cost students their future.... Reservation aimed at more than 50%...1330 seats going to be out of question for General Candidates in IITs and 210 in IIMs...half the Passouts from these esteemed institutions will be those who never fought for their careers...they'll be beggars who got it as Alms..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my go on this issue!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such reservation has never helped the weeker section. Weeker or no weeker need to be identified on the basis of financial strength and NOT the caste. I have upteen number of examples where financially rich low caste people have availed reservation and other govt helps which they dont need and there are many high caste financially poor who instead deserved that help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give them opportunities, not seats.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is too much politics in education and too little education in politics..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this day will defnitely come if this keeps on contenuing few ppl will come and say tht iam an NRI.. this does not mean Non Resident Indian,but it means tht Non Reserved Indian!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have done nothin other than postin a blog an joining 2 -3 anti resrevation forums in orkut and sighning some petitons...nothin other than tht .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope tht nxt tym when i will b postin a blog abt reservation system, i hope ter wont b 49.5%reservation for obcs in institutes..salutin all d ppl who r revoltin aginst the system!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i conclude my post by sayin this.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reservation system sucks.. badly....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114845812908587000?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114845812908587000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114845812908587000&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114845812908587000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114845812908587000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/reservation-system-in-india.html' title='reservation  ..system ..in India!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114710590929299743</id><published>2006-05-08T21:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-19T15:33:59.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'>many happy  returns  of d  day   hudi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/birth20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/birth20.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/baloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/200/baloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on this spl day as u celeberate ur birthday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her is a grp ppl(orkut gang) wishing u alot of happiness and surprises!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeh kissa laga hudi a different way of greeetin u on ur birthday........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chalo different magar bottom of ma heart me wishin u happy birthday..appki har ekh icha puri ho app aur vams sadha kush rahey.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have loadz of luck in ur ftr endeavours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have a blast hudi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aur mera treat math bhulna........ lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have agrt day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday sab kein tharf sein .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114710590929299743?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114710590929299743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114710590929299743&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114710590929299743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114710590929299743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/many-happy-returns-of-d-day-hudi.html' title='many happy  returns  of d  day   hudi....'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114702389804337881</id><published>2006-05-07T22:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:42:25.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>happy  birth day  da  ashwin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/untitledcake..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="242" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/400/untitledcake..jpg" width="625" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/untitledcake..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;to ashwin my cuz....bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;happy birth day da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a different way of wishin u happy birth day but it still comes frm btm of my hrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;let all ur dreams come true.... da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;have a grt birth day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and dont forget my treat r else my hard work would have gone waste...lolz (jk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tc have loadz of fun.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    with     loats   of  love  and  affection sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114702389804337881?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114702389804337881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114702389804337881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114702389804337881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114702389804337881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birth-day-da-ashwin.html' title='happy  birth day  da  ashwin...'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114613643786823763</id><published>2006-04-27T16:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-19T15:34:22.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>media player</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/5464888.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey it shld b one of d most satisfactory days in dis week coz i have been trying 2 add a mediplayer 2 my blog but i nvr got 2.. coz iwas not able 2..&lt;br /&gt;but 2 day some how made an effort 2 add a media player .....&lt;br /&gt;i will let u ppl how i get 2 add thi in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;as usal iwas goion trw everyones blog , i got 2 c a blog named lyf.... it was constructed by a guy called kk..... i thought y not c his source and copy d source and it worked for me..&lt;br /&gt;i thnik ... the credit shld go 2 tht guy made an effort of his own 2 add a blog......&lt;br /&gt;kudos 2 him..&lt;br /&gt;if it wer not 2 b him i think i would not pasted a mediaplayer.....&lt;br /&gt;thanx mate ... neways i forgot 2 thanx him..&lt;br /&gt;neways thts nxt thing i am goin2 do by vistin his blog... by postin in his tag box...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114613643786823763?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114613643786823763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114613643786823763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114613643786823763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114613643786823763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/media-player.html' title='media player'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114590175959342768</id><published>2006-04-24T23:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:51:02.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>bore hogaya  life...!!</title><content type='html'>from  the  past  two days  i  donno what  ami  doin  what  iam up2..gettin round  1:30  in  d morning  if @ all  i can call  1 :30 as  morning... then  scanning  thrw  tv channels ,  then browsin for a while  . xpectin few  ppl  online, but i  hardly  find  ppl  ol  this  time  coz   all my  friends  r  not  vety (bewarse),  then i  log off d  net  ..i  find  new ways 2 kill  time  but  i hardly  get an option,  thn  round abt  4 -5  i  call  up  my  friend askin  shall  we  have  a    game  of badminton 2 day knowin very well  tht  i  will b loosing  it coz  i have  nvr  won a game  against him..&lt;br /&gt;then    itz  time  2  come  back 2 my  place  round   9 r  10  pm(very much 2 my moms displeasure)  then  think what  i sld  do know  so  again i log  on2  net  obv orkut c  wether  ne one else  is  online  ...  as usal  i  dont c  ne one ol.coz  they  r bussy  with ter  work..  then  i switch off  my system  round  12  in d  night  then   try   findin ways 2  sleep..sala kambakath neend  nahi athi...  i   sleep  round 2-3  then.....&lt;br /&gt;i  donno  y  i do  all  this   ... i have  many  imp things  2 do like    studyin my  sem  eggjams  r   supposed 2  strt  nxt  month , i  donno what  crap  has  is  in my  portion hear  iam  killin  time  thinkin how 2  kill  time...&lt;br /&gt;abh  karoon  tho bhi kya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114590175959342768?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114590175959342768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114590175959342768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114590175959342768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114590175959342768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/bore-hogaya-life.html' title='bore hogaya  life...!!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114439945478182283</id><published>2006-04-07T14:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:14:14.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i have  got destroyed  in ur  love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have got destroyed in your love.....&lt;br /&gt;hatred  is  the  only  thing which  comes out  of  my  heart...&lt;br /&gt;Is this d punishment which, god has given me  &lt;br /&gt;What wrong did I do......except for loving you….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is very much different, its only a   few min’s pleasure…&lt;br /&gt;Which I very much treasure&lt;br /&gt;Then u will get in to depression whole of ur life, that  2 with out any leisure&lt;br /&gt;Will b lost  in  the  world  of loneliness, some  times with tears  in  ur eyes  in future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you  come  in   my  dreams  every  night&lt;br /&gt; u come  in  front  of   me   when sun is  shining bright &lt;br /&gt; my  heart  ...  i  have  got bankrupt  in  ur  love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if  i  meet  god  one  day..  i  will ask  god  ....&lt;br /&gt; y  did u  give  me  heart  made  of  a  glass..&lt;br /&gt; u  could  have   given  me  a   heart  made of  brass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  Sandeep.S&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114439945478182283?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114439945478182283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114439945478182283&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114439945478182283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114439945478182283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-got-destroyed-in-ur-love.html' title='i have  got destroyed  in ur  love'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114439768281877909</id><published>2006-04-07T13:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:50:55.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I yr-Isem . 6  months  in pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I year – Isemester…. 6 months in pain……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an year long gap I expected my career 2 flourish … but it did not happen likewise…. Coz I ended up in a bakwas coll called ou..pg coll….&lt;br /&gt;Ppl say tht first impression is the first impression is the best , hope it does not come true coz my first impression of the college was appalling….&lt;br /&gt;Which I mentioned in my previous blog. I thought something would change in d future {as I am an optimist I do think +ve}, but things did not change…… every alternate day I would encounter with a strike… r two…&lt;br /&gt;And commin 2 ragging sessions .. I have nothing 2 say coz I was not d victim of raggin, I some how managed 2 escape&lt;br /&gt;And comin 2 the curriculum ter was no faculty 2 teach us, can u bell tht a university coll has no lecturers, mean while when few prof and lecturers were giving ter lectures…. I was least interested coz I cld not understand what d hell they war teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Commin 2 attendance ,even if u attend 1 class i.e. enough but like a studios guy I always used 2 go2 coll…I think I was one among 10 ppl who attend coll regularly….&lt;br /&gt;Then mates commin 2 my class mates…..I nvr made frnds easily….. but when I did …they would b my ferns for ever……. But I don’t think tht will happen hear I don’t find any one as such here……. chodo inn batho ko who knows wer I may end up with some good ferns…..hope I judged them unbecomingly…..&lt;br /&gt;Then commin 2 my egg jams , I was nvr a god student when it came 2 acads…… always flunked.in them….but who cares(past is past…) but when I realy wanted 2 do well in acads.. ter war no teachers..2 teach me… but some how I ended up riting my egg jams some what well even after getting in2 this coll……..but who knows I may end up with noughts…….&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I did in this seem was 2 go 2 coll expectin something good may happen but it hardly happened….. but ppl say don’t let ur hope….. but its very hard 2 hope..&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this while I am doing my 2 nd sem …… ….. me still hoping tht some thin good will happen…. Chalo me will conclude this post by sayin my coll sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114439768281877909?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114439768281877909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114439768281877909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114439768281877909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114439768281877909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-yr-isem-6-months-in-pain.html' title='I yr-Isem . 6  months  in pain'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434313491536684</id><published>2006-04-06T22:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:51:56.912+05:30</updated><title type='text'>yaro dosthi zindagi hein</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Good friends are hard to find difficult to leave and impossible to forget".Friends mean a loot in everyone's life and play a vital role too.They are the elixer of our lives that makes us go around,brightning our lives &amp; bringing sparkle to our eyes.Have a good friend in life and life is like "Bed of roses".But a strain somewhere will make matters worse.It is a very fragile relation.When u have them u feel heaven but when u don't :(( .Not only do friends awaken the best within us,they also arouse our sense of friendliness-A friend's friend .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It is an absolutely unique relationship,strengthening with passage of time and withstanding all tests of timeFriendships are Stress buster.True friendships are not need based,they continue to thrive even when there is no need.Time spent with them uplifts mood,banishes the blues by pepping up our lives.It is a lifelong process. Have a true friend and there makes a difference.:)This year was too good.Orkut invitation made me gain good friendsin nazar, hudi,vamsh, megha,meghz,akshara,vaish,priya and many more gud friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Yaro dosthi zindagi hein……….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Well here I am postin in my blog after a long break in proceedings .. donno what made me stay away from bloggin …. I got inspipred cing hudi and rajeevs blogs , which made me enter in2 this planet…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I have been wondering why is that I am so eddictive 2 orkut. Y is tht I keep browseing orkut for long hours..hey it did not take long for me 2 get an reply from my processin unit . I have great group of friends here whom I have nevr met but did have a chat with them for hours except for Rajeev who has been my yar for years now.Hey here I am dedicating this post 2 all my orkut frnds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;freindz plz click 0on d above mentioned names..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/rajeev.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rajeev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/akshara.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;akshara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/vamshi.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;vamshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/nazar-bhai.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;azar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;meghz &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/meghat.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;megha.t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/hudzi.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/vaish.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;vaish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434313491536684?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434313491536684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434313491536684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434313491536684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434313491536684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/yaro-dosthi-zindagi-hein.html' title='yaro dosthi zindagi hein'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434275439039697</id><published>2006-04-06T22:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T14:53:47.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>priya</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one more gudie gal in my list of friends here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;though she is an introvert by nature(she  claims ) ...  but talks 2 ppl as though she knows every one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;real padakhu like vaish and other ppl here ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know that she is modest and down to earth....and such a friendly gal 2 b with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thanx a ton for being my friend priya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434275439039697?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434275439039697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434275439039697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434275439039697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434275439039697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/priya.html' title='priya'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434273907949085</id><published>2006-04-06T22:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:18:19.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'>vaish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hey she  a  real  gudie  gal  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  she  was  one  of d  first  of  pals  in orkut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   if  @  all   i ma  bloggin 2 day  itz  becoz  of vaish  she asked  me  2 start  bloggin ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  hey    u b   d same  yar   ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  hey  thanx   a  zillion  for  being my  friend......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434273907949085?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434273907949085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434273907949085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434273907949085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434273907949085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/vaish.html' title='vaish'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434262570413211</id><published>2006-04-06T22:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:20:04.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'>meghz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Meghz   ..  she  claims  2  b a  kewlest  entity  in  this planet.. and  I  think   she  really is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Never  ceazes 2  acknowledge     d  scrap  with  a  kewl scrap. She is cute and bubbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;ni  gurinch  emi  rayali ani  thelvaledhu meghz  kani ..u  r   really gud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey  thanx a  ton   ra  for being my  freind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434262570413211?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434262570413211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434262570413211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434262570413211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434262570413211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/meghz.html' title='meghz'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434257513484489</id><published>2006-04-06T22:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:21:53.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'>megha.t</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey    she  is  one  gal  who  gets  angry   and  gets offended   very easily  . hey every  one  pulls  my leg   but  here  d case  is  cmpltly  diff    I  used 2    make  fun of her when ever  she  used 2 b online    mostly she would not mind.  Hey  I want  u  2    take  things   casually ..  and  want  u2  b  happy   ….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chalo  thanx  a ton  for  bein my  friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434257513484489?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434257513484489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434257513484489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434257513484489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434257513484489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/meghat.html' title='megha.t'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434252492017388</id><published>2006-04-06T22:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:21:13.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>rajeev</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/2802063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/2802063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey  if  @ all  I am posting here on my blog ,   orkutting  , this   guy  holds  responsible  coz  he was d  one   who  introduced   me 2  orkut, when I was going  threw  a  period  wer  I  had  no  activity.  One  guy  who  loves  life  as   it  is  .  Never  complaints   what  so  ever  ,for  ne reason  in life  except  for being   single.  This  guy  is    proud  of  his  hyderbadhi  Hindi   and  dare say  if  u cant  speak  hydi  hindi  properly  he will  kick  u  by saying kikha   hyderabadhi  hein bey  thu. Hey  one  thing  he  cant  digest  the  fact  that   I  look  btr  than him..lolz..  chal humari  dosthi  aissi hi  rahey  jissey hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434252492017388?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434252492017388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434252492017388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434252492017388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434252492017388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/rajeev.html' title='rajeev'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434190124973313</id><published>2006-04-06T22:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:52:02.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>akshara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/10436256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/10436256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hey one of pleasant gals .. A very sweeet person and the most mature girl.Very soft hearted .&lt;br /&gt;She always used 2 ask me y is tht ur single {as though some I am some hand some hunkster}, how do u want my gal 2 b ? it took me by a surprise . me bein a query engineer,some one in trn is putting me ? . thanx for bein my friend mate………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434190124973313?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434190124973313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434190124973313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434190124973313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434190124973313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/akshara.html' title='akshara'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434165735218600</id><published>2006-04-06T22:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:22:52.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hudzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/5613755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/5613755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hey I came across her when I was scanning thr hl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If @ all I am posting this post , this is coz of hudi . I drew inspiration when she posted a similar post. dedicating a post 2 all friends o0ne knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hey she is a real prankster I get 2 know that very late . I did not bel vams when he said that . I came 2 know when I got 2 read her blog .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hey she has been always on my side when ever me vams and nazar had a friendly batter .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yar thanx a ton for bein my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434165735218600?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434165735218600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434165735218600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434165735218600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434165735218600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/hudzi.html' title='hudzi'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434111012831466</id><published>2006-04-06T21:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T14:37:23.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>vamshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/vamshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/vamshi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/13360042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Vamshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hey me and vams get 2 b friends only coz of argument {sania argument}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Earlier when ever I used 2 log in he used 2 lie 100 things in life . He was one guy who confused me , it took 3 -4 days 2 get 2 know tht he was lying.. I never understood was he telling d truth ki lying. Then some how he told me truth .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He is one optimist who has solution for everthing in life. Wher ever he is he can spread the aroma of optimism and enthusiasm. Big time optimist.Always got positive attitude not only towards life but for every little thing he do. hey is a damn gud 2 flirting ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Chalo thanx a t on for being my pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434111012831466?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434111012831466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434111012831466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434111012831466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434111012831466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/vamshi.html' title='vamshi'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114434011848889872</id><published>2006-04-06T21:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:08:50.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>nazar bhai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/nazar_rizvi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/nazar_rizvi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God made nazar thinking in mind 2 make opp of Sandeep. Still then he is one of my closest pals in orkut. Its like opposite poles {no double meaning intended, lolz} attract , thts how apni dosthi bhi hein. Hey he makes things how he wants it 2 b .&lt;br /&gt;Hey is one padakhu who does’nt accept tht he is not coz his reputation of kewl du may diminish. Hey he is back bone of my sb, if he does not scrap in my sb I don’t think ter would be an increase in my scraps . He is one guy does nt&lt;br /&gt;Like 2 b called a gudie guy who loves 2 b called bhai. nazar asked me 2 change this pic coz he does not want 2 look like a padakhu , so i have pasted one more bhai wali pic here.Hey never gets tired of pullin my leg with d help of vams . has all d patience in d world 2 answer my querys which r not only ridiculous but irritating 2.. but this fella has all d time in d world 2 ans . hey yar thanx aton for bein my friend, bhai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114434011848889872?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114434011848889872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114434011848889872&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434011848889872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114434011848889872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/nazar-bhai.html' title='nazar bhai'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-114183252132799702</id><published>2006-03-08T21:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:59:44.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>trying 2   come  back..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/respect2.jfif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/respect2.jfif.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Iam makin a come back to the blogging planet, after a hiatus of 4-5 months. The last few months of my non-blogging days have not been too busy to keep me away from blogging. My laziness,and orkuttin and lack of topics 2 post on...{coz my mind is not tht inovative 2 come up with post as regularly as others do} have kept me away from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always so much more easier to read and comment on somebody's{rajeevs blog in particular} blog, rather than trying to blog myself. It is certainly very irritating to see a blog that is not updated. Neways will come up with a new blog post soon...&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to keep posting on this page more regularly from now on.&lt;br /&gt;plz Keep reading and do comment on my blogs..&lt;br /&gt;till  then  keep waitin  ....have  fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-114183252132799702?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114183252132799702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=114183252132799702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114183252132799702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/114183252132799702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/trying-2-come-back.html' title='trying 2   come  back..........'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112766621416311729</id><published>2005-09-25T22:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:17:45.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MERE YAAR KI DIDI KI SHAADI HAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERE YAAR KI DIDI KI SHAADI HAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been ages since i have been to a  marriage.Marriages are full of fun,frolic,good hearted leg pulling etc.We also get to meet many relatives where the first question on seeing you would be "Hey you have grown up?".As if they expect us to remain like an infant! Of course i forgot to mention about the food and gals :P . A  few  days  back  i  had  been  to Bangalore  to attend  the  wedding  of  my  close friend SRIRAM's sister's marriage.This can be better put as-I wanted to visit Bangalore.The marriage was on 16thand i left with SHARAT on 15th.We came on 16th morning and  had  to  take bath then when that stupid sharat realized that he forgot many things in the hurry the previous day and i had to lend him many things.He even forgot his vests and briefs and we had to buy one froma shop nearby {did not lend him that:P}.After bathing and stuff we met Sriram,his sis and parents and theywere very happy to see us.The groom was not so great  compared to akka who was extremely beautiful like"MAHALAKSHMI" in mortal garb.Once again the policy"Bride beauty+Groom beauty= constant" holds good.I have never encountered a perfect pair and in most ofthe cases one of them is stunning and the other isjust ordinary!Of course i do hope i dont become a victim of this policy as i consider myslef quite handsome :P . We had breakfast and met our childhood friend GOVIND who got shifted to Bangalore and Boy! it was a great reunion {without bechara Rajeev}.We  stayed back till  lunch  and  just  before  lunch went to this amazingplace called ISKON TEMPLE which looked more like a MNCsoftwatre office.Rajeev showed me few snaps of theISKON temple in Delhi which was equally great.We cameback and had a sumptuous lunch.It was my first experience with HEBBAR IYENGAR marriage or for that matter an IYENGAR marriage and i thoroughly enjoyed every bit of the meal and ended up seeing  ppl licking ter fingers in public-which i feel is proof that the meal was excellent{just kidding, i never do tht}.No etiquette and manners when it comes to food!We proceeded to Govind's place,took some rest and chatted  with  the  perpetualy online Rajeev.We decided to explore Bangalore that  night  and went to a superb place called FORUM.It was simply great-somewhat like PRASAD'S in  Hyd, i  feel  better than that.It was a hugeplace and i first spotted a McDonald's and dropped inthe next minute.We had huge ice creams and chips and i had to shell out 300 bux.I did not mind as it was the only place where i spent coz Sharat was the financier every where.We then did some shopping.I bought a kurta while my other friends picked up fewT-shirts and jeans.Rohit,Govind's bro picked us on hisway back  home from office and we had  paav bhaaji whichwas excellent.Unfortunately i had only one as i wasalready full.I also stepped into his latest carELANTRA which was out-of-the-world!We reached home andi crashed th moment i hit the bed as i was exhaustedand also full.The next day we decided to explore the zoo.God knowwhy we got this kiddo idea but apparently the safariwas good.The safari was a kinda roller coaster.Theroad was horrible and it was a bumpy ride akin to acamel ride.You will know what i mean if u have sat ona camel in those melas or exhibitions :P. We enteredthe forest area and i could see nothing but wildgreenery all around and for a while started cursing myfriend as i did not spot a single animal.At that very moment i spotted a huge tiger and it was a royalsight!I loved the tiger{ No double meaningintended}.Seriously i have never seen such huge tigers in my life and it was a memorable occasion for me.Itwas lunch time and we decided to have a few bites in a nearby restaurant-canteen would be a better name ithink.I was a bit tired thanks to the bumpy  ride anddid not want to eat much .I just ordered a hot andsour soup but had only 2 spoons as it was YUK! Iordered a fruit salad with the belief that it cannotbe spoilt much.My theory worked out and i completed itwhile my friends had a hearty meal.By the time ireached home i was kinda sick due to the non stop travel and excess junk food and headed straight to thebed and crashed for a while.I chatted with few friends then and had dinner in Govind's house for the firsttime in the trip.I was to board the train the next dayin Yeshwantpur.That place was horrible!My return ticket was also not confirmed so had to share my seat with my friend.I had a tough time in the train and returned to Hyderabad un scathed!Thus ended my 2 day sojourn in Bangalore.I once again thank Govind and his parents for their hospitality.Mytwin aim-attending the marriage and roaming around Bangalore was fulfilled.Actually we thought of going 2Mysore too but that did not materialize due to bad health and time constraint.All said and done it was a memorable trip and hope to embark on many such trips with friends in the near future!Cheers...Hazaar thanks and millions of gratitudes  to Govind and Rohit,without whom the trip would not have been so memorable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112766621416311729?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112766621416311729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112766621416311729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112766621416311729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112766621416311729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/09/mere-yaar-ki-didi-ki-shaadi-hain.html' title='MERE YAAR KI DIDI KI SHAADI HAIN'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112602611479611394</id><published>2005-09-06T22:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:36:17.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My First  Day  In  College {R Was It}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/pgcollegesecbad2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My First Day In PG-College {R Was It}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hiatus 1 yr long vettiness, like a child I was very eager and enthusiastic 2 go 2coll, it was a long wait for me …The previous night I could not sleep coz of many things were going threw my mind like how will the coll look like , how gals in the coll look… added 2 this enthu was a bit of nervousness , wht the hell will seniors ask me to do …. Coz I was never a victim of ragging …. So a bit nervous… u ppl wont believe me I purchased everything frm bag 2 a pen the prv day itself… like a small kid who gets everything done a day before…..&lt;br /&gt;The day I waited for along time had 2 come …so finally it did….&lt;br /&gt;Got up as early as 6:30am which I never did in my vetti life....as my bro had 2 go 2 his office he took his bath first than it was my turn 2 take …..then came a moment , which dress2 wear and all….coz I was confused shld I wear something new {I had an option in tht coz I picked a few that wknd coz I was joining coll&lt;br /&gt;The nxt week….} then I did pick up one……….. then one of the hardest part of all was 2 go 2 d bus stop which I never did in my vetti life r life prior 2 tht but had 2 take a bus ….. I saw ppl hanging in tht bus as though sweets wer distributed for free…. With grt difficulty I took a bus which had some 100 passengers{the bad day started ter it self coz I had a fight with one of the passengers who stepped on 2 my new pair of nike shoes… then I had 2 take one more bus 2 go2 my coll…. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/pgcollegesecbad2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="135" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/pgcollegesecbad2.gif" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/pgcollegesecbad1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/pgcollegesecbad1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the pain …I donno wer the hell was my block so had 2 search the whole coll 2 know abt tht , then with grt difficulty I could find my class room where there wer no students … then I came 2 know tht all the students r in lab… but I never knew tht my seniors too wer giving company and having fun …. As soon as I went in2 my lab… my first sight was on the gals {cha ! they wer really boring }…one of my seniors asked me 2 introduce my self…and I did but I never knew tht all my seniors wer defff so they asked me 2&lt;br /&gt;Say it loudly and I did annoyingly ,they never knew tht I had a voice of a politician … one of my seniors was in real shock!!!….{admi hain ki speaker….} then I setteled my self in a chair ….then all my so called classmates wer looking so nervous I was d only1 guy w ho did not look nervous at all {was i} one of my seniors asked my class mate wht r d borders of India ….guess wht was my classmates ans: Canada J I never knew tht…..i was just perplexed on listening 2 his ans…. Thn it was my turn they asked me few althu palthu ? which I did with eaze…. Then they asked me 2 sing….which I did {har gadi badal rahi hain koob zindagi…} tht fellow was not satisfied with my singing abilities {and who cares}…asked me 2 sing again….. but i dint…….the intro seesion ended abruptly.. coz my principal arrived in2 d campus which was a rarity in tht coll it seems so then all my seniors went 2 office room and asked all of us 2 us accompany them… but I never knew tht I will b landing in trouble…. One of my seniors was shouting at my principal wht hell r u doing in this coll…this coll is not at all running well..{he was literally shouting}ppl here fag , booze {which is not allowed in my campus} and all and u don’t care what is happening here….wooooooooooof! he was going 2 hit my coll principal{with that some telugu profanities} but ppl round him stopped frm doing tht, 2 add 2 this mess police entered d scene but could not stop the riots…then they went off coz they wer feared tht those ppl will kill them if they interfere with ter university matters..then came out d principal with horror and trepidation and slogans came down bashing abvp zindabad and principal murda bad.. … …seeing all this I{and my so called future classmates} thought tht wer d hell did I land up …….. just spare of thought for me, ppl I have 2 stay in this coll for d nxt 3 years….{I came 2 know tht this happen s every day…in my coll} [L] this coll sucks really badly…… all said done we have agud ground 2 go with it ter is grt faciltity for sports… and a gud looking gymnasium… a typical government university college ….i have no idea abt my department faculty.. ppl say it sucks badly …one gud thing abt this coll is tht this coll promised us tht they will show us gud placements…hope wht r ever they said is true r else i have no idea were my future will land !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;This was how my first day in coll was.My first day in coll started with boycott and im pretty sure tht this will continue for nxt 4 days2come…..&lt;br /&gt;lets hope for the best…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112602611479611394?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112602611479611394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112602611479611394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112602611479611394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112602611479611394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-day-in-college-r-was-it.html' title='My First  Day  In  College {R Was It}'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112602408985482482</id><published>2005-09-06T21:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:27:44.654+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In Reminiscence of a Charming Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey! What attractive eyes&lt;br /&gt;is it a dream or some thing lies .&lt;br /&gt;God might have thought of you thrice,&lt;br /&gt;before making you so nice. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/mimgn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/mimgn.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who gets you must have a lucky dice&lt;br /&gt;When you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;there’s no need of sun light.&lt;br /&gt;When you close your eyes there are only nights&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure that I have your sight&lt;br /&gt;A simple thought of you,&lt;br /&gt;can make my day bright.&lt;br /&gt;A mere look of you&lt;br /&gt;can get me out of plight.&lt;br /&gt;A simple touch of you&lt;br /&gt;Can make me think all day and night&lt;br /&gt;Its time to make a promise&lt;br /&gt;you and me lets be honest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a hindi song na…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/15035594-112602408985482482?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112602408985482482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112602408985482482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112602408985482482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112602408985482482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-reminiscence-of-charming-lady.html' title='In Reminiscence of a Charming Lady'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112513512999876508</id><published>2005-08-27T14:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:02:10.006+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is but a stopping place,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pause in what's to be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A resting place along the road,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to sweet eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/logo_life_high_resolution_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/logo_life_high_resolution_2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/logo_life_high_resolution_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all have different journeys, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Different paths along the way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all were meant to learn some things,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but never meant to stay...Our destination is a place,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Far greater than we know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For some the journey's quicker,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For some the journey's slow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the journey finally ends,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll claim a great reward,And find an everlasting peace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together with the lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this what i say... wen it comes 2 lifes say..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112513512999876508?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112513512999876508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112513512999876508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112513512999876508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112513512999876508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112499069139494894</id><published>2005-08-25T22:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:54:51.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE  YOU  WITH  IN ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;color:#0000ff;" &gt;THE YOU WITH IN ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise you my all, to  you I bare my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A light of love that glows in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All alone here  tonight just me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby you gotta know that I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know  the right words to say to make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you'd do anything to make our  life worth while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart can be weak but your love makes it strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days  when I feel empty your love makes me belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes when I lie here  alone at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need you to hold my hand and hug me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone to fall  asleep with as the wind blows outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know in front of you I should have  nothing to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love is so beautiful and it is my good luck  charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safely in your arms I know you'll protect me from harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a million  days and nights when our love remains true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please remember in your heart and  mind that I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112499069139494894?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112499069139494894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112499069139494894&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112499069139494894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112499069139494894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-with-in-me.html' title='THE  YOU  WITH  IN ME'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112420804376897153</id><published>2005-08-16T21:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:54:18.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Woman  Is  God’s  Best  Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/theresatn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 110px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/theresatn1.jpg" border="0" height="118" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/aishwarya_rai7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Woman Is God’s Best Creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God could not be everywhere , that’s is why he made a mother{women}”&lt;br /&gt;“Its not possible for a bird to fly with one wing”.&lt;br /&gt;By Swami Vivekanada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman , god’s most beautiful creation on earth is a symbol of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;W-WISDOM ,O-ORIGIN,M-MOTHERHOOD,A-ADORABLE&lt;br /&gt;N-No Nuisances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The combination of all these qualities is the rising sun of every nation. In short ,&lt;br /&gt;every thing gud in this world is from a woman. When god created man, he also created woman coz he knew tht man alone can not sustain this world. The word woman itself consist of man which shows a woman love for man, care for him, sharing and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;The origin of a child is mother and tht is nothing but a woman. It is not said for nothing tht “The hand tht rocks , the cradle rules the world”..&lt;br /&gt;Many legends say tht honour women! They entwine and weave heavenly roses in oue entire life .Infact woman is a beautiful creature—&lt;br /&gt;A consumer and a producer, a protector and provider, an embodiment of love and affection …and wht not…. all this qualities wrapped in one..in indian mythology woman is god , divine holy and pure..some examples r Sarswathi{goddess of education}Lakshmi{goddess of wealth}Parvathi{goddess of power} are all r worshiped every wer in d country…&lt;br /&gt;Women constitute only half of the world but without their presence the survival of the world is unimaginable, in the male dominated society. Most of the women have climbed up the ladder of success on their own despite  several impediments in a largely male dominated world.. From small posts 2 high positions women have successfully broken the male monopoly and have stromed the male predominance. They have proved beyond a shadow of doubt tht , given a chance, they will b successful in any field .&lt;br /&gt;But it is sad tht women r subjected 2 many atrocities such as torture and rapes etc.., why women r considered as second class citizens frm their birth itself? why is the desire for son more strong than daughter in any family…?&lt;br /&gt;Even we deny the girl child 2 b born! And her only crime is tht she is a gal!&lt;br /&gt;Is girlhood a stigma! ?&lt;br /&gt;Can v dream of a society with just total population! Its a monumental shame and outrage for a man tht v only hear news of rape, molesting a gal/women. The atrocities against the women start before they r born , with connivance of greedy doctors, lakhs of parents in our country ,in their eagerness 2 have  sons only , get rid of daughter through sex determination test, indulging in the crime of female forticide{or shld I say homicide}. In India , discrimination in the education of a gal and a boy more common in rural areas and in urban slums. In these  families , men r supposed 2 b bread earners and women as bread makers. No wonder education of the male is given more importance. Female education is constrained due 2 social bondages.. In India crime graph against woman continues 2 b on an  upswing. Cases of abduction and rapes have risen 2 grt extent. Home, sweet home is usually regarded as the safe and comfortable heaven for women but here  too woman find it as nightmare, with their very husbands,who r  supposed 2 make life comfortable and 2 give them protection,  making life miserable for  them. Even in developed countries u can c such atrocities { for example , in usa , there is  a ra pe every minute, it is as common as drinking coffee r water…}&lt;br /&gt;Over the years , the progress of woman has gone through the various stages, infact women have broken the shackles and entered in 2 the domain of new era. The list of great women endless, Mother Teresa, without any bit of selfishness and with out any expectation of a reward, become a ray of hope for the poor and neglected, Kiran Bedi , the first IPS officer, Indira Gandhi only the second women prime minister after Srimao Bandaratilake, like wise Chandira Kumaratunga,Benazir Bhutto and may more  in the field of politics..in the world of cinema &amp; music who is not proud of a Julia Roberts , Madhuri Dixit and Lata Mangashker and whole lot.. Most of them have climbed the success of ladder on ter own… &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/073003_kiranbedi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/073003_kiranbedi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/images9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 176px; height: 177px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/images8.jpg" border="0" height="117" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/ArundathiROy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/ArundathiROy1.jpg" border="0" height="180" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/smirza42pz6mz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 107px; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/smirza42pz6mz1.jpg" border="0" height="326" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another women who has achieved achieved a rare distinction in this amle dominated society is Kalpana Chawala{one of the women 2 conquer space}. In the field of sports ter r many like Steffi Graff, Martina Navortilova, Sania Mirza , Karna Malleshwari , Anju Bobby George,Anjali Bagwath and many more…&lt;br /&gt;In the field of literatutre u can name many but I'm  naming only a few like Arundathi Roy, J.K.rowling,Monica Ali,Sheldon, Taslima Nasreen etc…&lt;br /&gt;Thus women r standing neck 2 neck with men in the male dominated society.&lt;br /&gt;According 2 Rabindarnath Tagore: “Woman is god’s best creation”. She adds beauty and charm 2 every accept of life and woman is a  perennial source of inspiration 2 man in every odyssey of life. Men who suffer frm paralysis of one side of body can do no work, similarly , if women do not share in men’s task, the world is bound 2 remain in a wretched state. So , if women are totally wiped out of universe, the earth would stop revolving round the sun .. ter would b no existence of human species ….&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG LIVE WOMAN.&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;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112420804376897153?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112420804376897153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112420804376897153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112420804376897153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112420804376897153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/woman-is-gods-best-creation.html' title='Woman  Is  God’s  Best  Creation'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112409958005124022</id><published>2005-08-15T15:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-15T15:45:25.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'>59 yrs  of  independence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/15flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="82" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/15flag.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You don’t need an Independence day 2 feel patriotic. During the run –up 2 Independence day and Republic day, the atmosphere in the country is suddenly infused with patriotism. Playing of songs of yester years, release of films on the freedom struggle, commercial brks on television saluting nation, sale of India flags etc……,,, become common on the eve of Independence day and on the day of Independence, do such things show r demonstrate patriotism.{ sorry ppl , I have nothing against celebrating independence day , y only show that much enthu for our country on Independence day , y not always show tht ur an Indian } I am a proud 2 be an Indian and by flying the tricolors,{ this is subjected 2 rule against using national flag by Indian cricketers} one shows his love for his country.{what’s wrong in tht}&lt;br /&gt;The Indian flag does not belong 2 the government or the bureaucracy, it belongs to every Indian.&lt;br /&gt;A bureaucracy that is global and un imaginable in nature is only attainable if v celebrate independence day every day and not feel patriotic for just one day of the year&lt;br /&gt;“ India” is lacking behind in global route coz of our national constitutional rules and gov policies which r not categorically defined, they all rvague in nature .we have 2 over come the defects first and then revive them …&lt;br /&gt;One out every six ppl living on earth is an Indian , so wer ever u go u can c an Indian {better than hutch network} , though population is enormous the knowledge and the talent v posses in our country is nxt 2 infinity , so v have 2 b innovative and make a giant stride in making India an great nation {not  tht  it  not  grt  now  ,  it  s  grt  always}&lt;no&gt;{I meant a developed nation} by trying 2 overcome all the stride which come in b/w us.&lt;br /&gt;What all has “India achieved in last 59 yrs “:&lt;br /&gt;1.Ter is ample proof in the country tht tht woman can build strong{still not enough , I would love 2 c women in much higher position}&lt;br /&gt;2. India has an abiding tradition on secularism{ has done well with caste and creed and all the religions , a muslim is never seen as muslim r an dalit is never seen as dalit every 1 is equal , that’s what gov claims even though I don’t agree a lot on tht {Gujart  incident&lt;gujarat&gt;.}&lt;br /&gt;3. India is one of the super powers when it comes 2 it industry!&lt;br /&gt;4. India is doing well wen it comes 2 education , education in India has improved leaps and bounce wen compared 2 prev years { but still has 2 improve a lot}&lt;br /&gt;Ter r many more but I cant name every 1 and all , but I would love 2 end with the most imp thing which India has achieved in all is tht India has the grtest democracy &lt;ne&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its all said done but 2 c our nation prosper its all in&lt;br /&gt;our hands not in some tom r harry , every Indian is responsible for making our nation grt … every  one   should  c  a  Mohan  Bargav{srk  in  swadesh}  in  him  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zillions of gratitude’s to all those ppl who got Independence 2 the nation who were successful in making “India” a successful nation and 2 all the ppl in defence who work hard for our nation safety&lt;our&gt;&lt;our&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112409958005124022?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112409958005124022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112409958005124022&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112409958005124022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112409958005124022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/59-yrs-of-independence.html' title='59 yrs  of  independence'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112375716680312407</id><published>2005-08-11T15:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:16:06.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Angel  of  mercy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wf-f.org/WFFResource/Mother%20Teresa-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.wf-f.org/WFFResource/Mother%20Teresa-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here im writing about the greates mother of the world. she is some one who can b called as god r more than that . she is god's gift 2 "INDIA". she has done everything in this part of world that everone in the world has known her!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all have our own heroes, people we admire and respect, people who made an impact on our life, that made us look at the world with a different eye, Mother Teresa is definitely the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;Although the world is full of good people, great humanitarians that really care, people who donate billions of dollars, people who raise their voice to make a difference, Mother Teresa stands out in the crowd, she is unique.&lt;br /&gt;She dedicated every day of her adult life caring for "The dying, the cripple, the mentally ill, the unwanted, the unloved" and she loved every minute of it because she was loving, she was cleaning, feeding "Jesus in disguise".Yes, she fed them, sheltered them, cleaned their wounds, but what is more important she made them feel good, loved, wanted, she gave them back their dignity that poverty had taken away from them and even if they died they died with a smile on their face....somebody loves them, somebody cares for them ....&lt;br /&gt;"Speak tenderly to them. Let there be kindness in your face, in your eyes, in your smile, in the warmth of your greeting.Always have a cheerful smile. Don't only give your care, but give your heart as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mother Teresa's Biography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother Teresa was born August 27, 1910, in Skopje, Macedonia, as Gonxhe Bojaxhiu from Albanian parents Nikollë and Drandafille Bojaxhiu.&lt;br /&gt;Her father was a successful and well known contractor, her mother was a housewife.She was the youngest of three children.&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa's family was a devoted catholic family, they prayed every evening and went to church almost everyday.It was her family's generosity, care for the poor and the less fortunate that made a great impact on young Mother Teresa's life.&lt;br /&gt;By age 12, she had made up her mind, she realized that her vocation was aiding the poor.She decides to become a nun, travels to Dublin, Ireland, to join the Sisters of Loretto.After about a year in Ireland, she leaves to join the Loretto convent in the northeast Indian city of Darjeeling, where she spent 17 years teaching and being principal of St.Mary's high school in Calcutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While riding a train to the mountain town of Darjeeling to recover from suspected tuberculosis, on the 10th of September she said she received a calling from God "to serve him among the poorest of the poor." Less then a year later she gets permission from to leave her order and moves to Calcutta's slums to set up her first school. "Sister Agnes" who was a former student, becomes Mother Teresa's first follower.&lt;br /&gt;Others soon follow, and papal approval arrives to create a religious order of nuns called the Missionaries of Charity.The foundation is celebrated Oct. 7 1950, the feast of the Holy Rosary. To identify herself with the poor she chooses a plain white sari with a blue border and a simple cross pinned to her left shoulder.Their mission is as she would say hen she accepted the Nobel Peace prize: "to care for the hungry, the naked, the homeless, the crippled, the blind, the lepers, all those people who feel unwanted, unloved, uncared for throughout society, people that have become a burden to the society and are shunned by everyone."&lt;br /&gt;With the help of Calcutta officials she converts a portion of the abandoned temple to Kali, the Hindu goddess of death and destruction into Kalighat Home for the Dying, where even the poorest people would die with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after she opens Nirmal Hriday ("Pure Heart"), also a home for the dying, Shanti Nagar (Town of Peace), a leper colony and later her first orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa and the sisters continued opening houses all over India caring for the poor, washing their wounds, soothing their sores, making them feel wanted.&lt;br /&gt;But her order's work spread across the world after 1965, when Pope Paul VI granted Mother Teresa's request to globally expand her order.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it was in Ethiopia feeding the hungry, the ghettos of South Africa or it was her native country Albania when the communist regime collapsed, Calcutta's Mother Teresa "the living saint" was there.&lt;br /&gt;In 1982, at the height of the siege in Beirut sheconvinced the parties to stop the war so she could rescue 37 sick children trapped inside .&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa became a symbol of untiring commitment to the poor and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Her Credentials:&lt;/span&gt; even though ter r many but this stand at the top of podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was probably the most admired women of all time, received many rewards and prices for her outstanding work and she used her reputation traveling all over the world raising money and support for her causes.&lt;br /&gt;1962: She received the Pandma Shri prize for "extraordinary services"&lt;br /&gt;1971: Pope Paul VI honors Mother Teresa by awarding her the first Pope John XXIII Peace Prize.&lt;br /&gt;1972: Government of India presents her with the Jawaharlal Nehru Award for International Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;1979: Wins Nobel Peace Prize&lt;br /&gt;1985: President Reagan presents her the Medal of Freedom, the highest U.S. civilian award.&lt;br /&gt;1996: She becomes only the fourth person in the world to receive an honorary U.S. citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;When she received the Nobel Prize she wore the same trademark 1$ sari and convinced the committee to cancel a dinner in her honor, using they money instead to " feed 400 poor children for a year in India"&lt;br /&gt;Today Mother Teresa's Missionaries of Charity now has 570 missions all over the world, comprising of 4000 nuns, a brotherhood of 300 members and over100,000 lay volunteers operating homes for AIDS, leprosy and tuberculosis patients; soup kitchens, children's and family counseling programs, orphanages, and schools.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;The Last Days :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mother Teresa's health was deteriorating, part from her age, part from the conditions where she was living, part from her trips all over the world, opening new houses and raising money for the poor.&lt;br /&gt;1985:She suffers a heart attack while in Rome visiting Pope John Paul II.&lt;br /&gt;1989: Another almost fatal heart attack, a pacemaker is implanted.&lt;br /&gt;1991: She suffers pneumonia in Tijuana, Mexico which leads to heart failure.&lt;br /&gt;1996: Suffers malaria, chest infection and undergoes heart surgery.&lt;br /&gt;On march 13th 1997: Sister Nirmala is selected as Mother Teresa's successor.&lt;br /&gt;September 5th 1997 :The world learns that Mother Teresa "Angel Of Mercy" has died at age 87.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;even though her life is passed away she is alive in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ur really grt mother teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112375716680312407?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112375716680312407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112375716680312407&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112375716680312407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112375716680312407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/angel-of-mercy.html' title='Angel  of  mercy'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112348985098818043</id><published>2005-08-08T13:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:14:51.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the PARDISE burns  out  of  agony!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello ppl , im posting a topic on the most beautiful part on earth and most sensitive part of "INDIA"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jammu and kashmir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kashmirs Topography :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kashmir is an area on the northern borders of India and Pakistan; officially known as Jammu &amp; Kashmir.Kashmir is famous for its natural beauty and has often been referred to as the 'Switzerland of the East'. The heart of the area is the fertile Vale of Kashmir (known as The Valley), which lies between the Himalayas and the Pir Panjal mountain range. Here the climate is mild and the soil well watered.&lt;br /&gt;Kashmir covers an area of 222,237 SqKm (85,800 SqMi). Mount Godwin Austen/K2 (8,611m/28,250 ft) and mount Nanga Parbat (8,123m/26,650 ft) lie in Northern Kashmir.&lt;br /&gt;The Indus river flows through Kashmir. The river Jhelum flows through the Vale of Kashmir. The mountains have much precious forests.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/images7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/images6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most of the Kashmiri people work on farms. Others are engaged in small industries making shawls, rugs and carpets. Kashmir is well known for its wool and, in particular, its shawls and carpets.&lt;br /&gt;Much of the farmland is under intense cultivation, producing corn, wheat, rice and saffron amongst other crops. Fruit and nuts are also produced in quantities including pears, apples and walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;Kashmir has been the key to the dispute between India and Pakistan since their independence from the British in 1947. Each country claims Kashmir as a part of its territory. As a result of a rebellion in 1947 and the subsequent wars between India and Pakistan over Kashmir, the area is separated by a Line-of-Control (LOC or cease-fire line). To the east of the LOC lies the vale of Kashmir, Jammu and Ladakh which are administered by India. To the west lies the area now known as 'Azad [Free] Kashmir' which is governed by its own government with strong ties with Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;The capitals of Indian-held Kashmir are Srinagar in the summer and Jammu in the winter; whilst the capital of Azad Kashmir is Muzaffarabad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;war:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since 1989 the controversy over Kashmir has taken a violent turn in the valley; the Kashmiri people themselves have taken up arms against the Indian occupation. India is now deploying more than 700,000 troops in the valley to crush the Freedom Movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of Pakistan's low intensity proxy war in the state of Jammu &amp; Kashmir in 1989, terrorist violence has a taken a toll of over 20,000 innocent lives. More than 300,000 Hindu and Sikh minorities from Kashmir Valley, and from the border areas have been displaced. Terror and intimidation have wrecked the peace for civillian life in the state and cross border terrorism continues to take a daily toll of innocent lives. Recently, Pakistan used the Kargil invasion to sneak in a large number of armed merecenaries into the state, who ratcheted up the violence one more notch, gravely hampering people's participation in the recent Lok Sabha elections..&lt;br /&gt;The turmoil caused in Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir (J&amp;K) by this terrorist violence has given Pakistan and many of the secessionist groups in the state an excuse to demand a plebiscite in Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir as envisaged in the United Nations Commission for India and Pakistan (UNCIP) resolutions of August 13, 1948 and January 5, 1949. It is never mentioned by the present advocates of a plebiscite that it was Pakistan which stonewalled the implementation of a plebiscite under UNCIP resolutions and that the 1972 Simla Agreement between India and Pakistan superseded all other agreements between the two countries including the UNCIP resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the issue of a plebiscite, given much currency by Pakistan and by the imperialist powers, continues to haunt many well-meaning Indians who feel that India stands on morally weak ground by insisting on the Simla Agreement and rejecting a referendum. The demand for a plebiscite in J&amp;K is highly misunderstood. There is a myth that the demand for a plebiscite reflects the aspirations of all (or a sizable majority) of the state's population, and is the only way for the people of J&amp;amp;K to articulate their right to self-determination. Although seemingly well-intentioned, those who see a plebiscite as a cure-all for the problems of the people of the state are in fact, ignorant of the historic and contemporary complexities surrounding this issue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A Multi-Ethnic State&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contrary to most reports in the media, Jammu &amp; Kashmir (J&amp;amp;K) is not a state where only Kashmiri Muslims live. It is a multi-ethnic, multi-religious state with 64% Muslims, 33% Hindus, and 3% Buddhists, Sikhs, Christians and others. There are three distinct geographical regions - Ladakh (with 58% of the area, and 3% of the population), Jammu (26% area, 45% population) and Kashmir (16% area, 52% population: of which over 90 % of the region's minorities, i.e. 3% of the state's total population have been driven out). The primary languages of Ladakh are Ladakhi and Balti, of Jammu: Dogri, and of Kashmir: Kashmiri. In addition, Gujari, Pahari, Punjabi, Shina and various dialects and mixed languages are also spoken by different ethnic groups within the state.&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen per cent of the state's Muslims live in the provinces of Jammu and Ladakh . They are non-Kashmiris, and by and large, they stand behind J&amp;K's association with India. (There are a few small exceptions in some towns of Doda district). Of the state's 49% who reside in the Kashmir province, about 13% are Shia Muslims. Shia Muslims do not wish to have anything to do with Sunni-dominated Pakistan, knowing full well the fate that awaits them there. (Just recently, an Oct 4, Hindustan Times report cited Pakistan's Shoora Wahdat-i-Islami who condemned what it called the genocide of Shias in Pakistan.) This is especially true of the Shias of Kargil who know of the poverty and degradation experienced by their ethnic siblings in Baltistan, a part of Pakistan occupied Kashmir referred to as the "Northern Areas". 14% of the people in Kashmir province are the pastoral nomadic Gujar and Bakarwal people. They are strong supporters of association with India and have demonstrated this by organizing Militancy Mukhalif Morcha (Anti-Militancy Front) to assist the security forces in surveillance of terrorist activity. As far as non-Muslim groups are concerned there is no reason for them to even think about living outside multi-religious and secular India. [Ref. 1]&lt;br /&gt;The support for secession in Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir is thus largely limited to the non-pastoral Sunni Muslim population of the Kashmir Valley who constitute 22% of the state's population, (or about 1.9 million people). This segment of the population dominates the politics of the state. The reason that many believe separatism to be a widespread sentiment in J&amp;K is because this dominant section has succeeded in completely drowning out all other voices in the state, and has the ability to cripple the normal functioning of the society in Kashmir province; either by inaction or insufficient action against Pakistani infiltration and terror or, worst still, by sabotage. It is this section of the state's population that receives all the attention, understandably so from Pakistan and the imperialist nations, but also from the Indian press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tradition has it that Kashmir was originally a lake that was drained by Kashyap and then inhabited by the Brahmins. Buddhism was introduced by the missionaries of Ashoka and flourished under the rule of Kushan in 2nd Century AD. However, Hinduism continued to be the dominant religion. In the 7th Century AD, the Karkota dynasty was founded by Durlabhavarrdhana. In 855 AD the Utpalas replaced the Karkotas. Later, the Tantrins, Yaskaras and Parva Gupta ruled in succession. Didda, a Gupta widowed queen, ruled Kashmir until 1003 AD when the Lohara dynasty took over. In 1346 AD the last Hindu king, Udiana Deva, was replaced by Shams-ud-Din. His family ruled until 1586 when the Moghul emperor Akbar conquered and annexed Kashmir to his vast empire.&lt;br /&gt;In 1757 it was conquered by Ahmed Shah Durrani and became part of Afghanistan. In 1819 Ranjit Singh conquered Kashmir and made it part of his Sikh empire. In 1846, when the British defeated the Sikhs and annexed Punjab, they sold Kashmir to Ghulab Singh of Jammu for Rs. 7.5 million under the Treaty of Amritsar. Ghulab Singh, who entitled himself the Mahrajah, signed a separate treaty with the British which, in effect, gave him the status of an independent princely ruler of Kashmir. He added to his dominion by conquering Ladakh. Ghulab Singh died in 1857 and was replaced by Rambir Singh (1857-1885). Two other Marajahs, Partab Singh (1885-1925) and Hari Singh (1925-1949) ruled in succession.&lt;br /&gt;Ghulab Singh and his successors ruled Kashmir in a tyrannical and repressive way. The people of Kashmir, nearly 80% of whom were Muslims, rose against Mahraja Hari Singh's rule. He ruthlessly crushed a mass uprising in 1931. In 1932 Sheik Abdullah formed Kashmir's first political party - All Jammu &amp; Kashmir Muslim Conference (renamed to National Conference in 1939). In 1934 the Maharajah gave way and allowed limited democracy in the form of a Legislative Assembly. However, unease with the Maharaja's rule continued.&lt;br /&gt;According to the instruments of partition of India in 1947, the rulers of princely states were given the choice to freely accede to either India or Pakistan, or to remain independent. They were, however, advised to accede to the contiguous dominion, taking into consideration the geographical and ethnic issues.&lt;br /&gt;In Kashmir, however, the Maharajah hesitated. The principally Muslim population having seen the early and covert arrival of Indian troops, rebelled and things got out of the Maharajah's hands. The people of Kashmir were undoubtedly demanding to join Pakistan. The Maharajah, fearing tribal warfare, eventually gave way to the Indian pressure and agreed to join India by 'signing' the Instrument of Accession on 26th October 1947. Kashmir was provisionally accepted into the Indian Union pending a free and impartial plebiscite. This was spelled out in a letter from the Governor General of India, Lord Mountbatten, to the Maharajah on 27th October 1947. In the letter, accepting the Accession, Mountbatten made it clear that the state would only be incorporated into the Indian Union after a reference had been made to the people of Kashmir. Having accepted the principle of a plebiscite, India has since obstructed all attempts at arranging one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wars that took place&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavy fighting took place in 1947-48 between the Indian and Pakistani forces over Kashmir. On 1st January 1949 a cease-fire was declared which created the first Line-of-Control.&lt;br /&gt;In 1957 the state was, in effect, incorporated into the Indian Union under a new Constitution. This was done in direct contravention of the standing UN resolutions and the conditions of the Instrument of Accession. The article was rushed through by the then puppet state government of Bakshi Ghulam Mohammed; people of Kashmir were not consulted.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy fighting broke out again in 1965 between India and Pakistan over Kashmir. A cease-fire was established in September 1965. Indian Prime Minister, Lal Bhadur Shastri, and Pakistani President, M Ayub Khan, signed the Tashkent agreement on 1st January 1966. They resolved to try to end the dispute by peaceful means.&lt;br /&gt;In 1971 civil war broke out in East Pakistan and Indian forces again fought the Pakistani forces in Kashmir. This resulted in a new cease-fire and the signing of the Shimla Agreement by Indira Ghandi and Z A Bhutto. The Shimla Agreement basically reiterated the promises made in Tashkent.&lt;br /&gt;Since the 1971 war, the situation may have been described as stalemate with India in control of much the larger part of Kashmir, and doing everything to emphasis her claim de jur. However, the dream of freedom from India never died; it was only suppressed from time to time by the Indians by using puppet state governments.&lt;br /&gt;Guardian on 14th July 1970 reports that it is "ironic that India's position in Kashmir should be increasingly challenged from within at a time when Kashmir's status as a major unsettled international dispute is declining".&lt;br /&gt;The close of 1989 saw the beginning of the renewed struggle for freedom of Kashmir. The Kashmiris started to arm themselves to resist the Indian occupation. The then state government, headed by Dr Farooq Abdullah, was dissolved and the state placed in direct control of the governor. Since then the struggle for freedom and democracy has intensified.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and many more took place afer 1989...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lets hope that this beautiful part of world is in peace in near futre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112348985098818043?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112348985098818043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112348985098818043&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112348985098818043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112348985098818043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/pardise-burns-out-of-agony.html' title='the PARDISE burns  out  of  agony!'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112326278903059408</id><published>2005-08-05T22:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-05T22:56:29.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>im  in  love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IN MY HEART THERE IS SOME PAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/inlove_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/inlove_i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MAY BE I AM IN LOVERS LANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NOW THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FROM HERE WHERE SHOULD I MOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ONLY THING I CAN DO IS DREAM ABOUT YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHICH IS NOTHING NEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MAY BE I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IS THERE ANY THING WHICH I HAVE TO PROVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A SIMPLE THOUGHT OF YOU CAN MAKE ME WRITESOME THING NEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112326278903059408?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112326278903059408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112326278903059408&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112326278903059408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112326278903059408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-in-love.html' title='im  in  love'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112306676924961785</id><published>2005-08-03T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:36:16.926+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mumbais  torrential  rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/20050803054712012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/400/20050803054712012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mumbai’s Torrential Rain Disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My heart goes out for the ppl of Mumbai , who r going through a torrid time!&lt;br /&gt;For a whole week India’s commercial capital, one of its most modern cities, has been paralysed. Television images of mumbaikars wadding through the streets with water almost up 2 ter necks r disheartening and disturbing. Unlike in rural areas areas, flooding in a city afeects many more ppl bcoz of the density of human habitation. On the night of july 26 and for at least 2 more days after that , thousands of homes in slums and in middle class housing colonies wer under water. Ppl lost everything they possessed as they had no time 2 rescue their belongings, then there are small shops and establishments like &lt;bakeries,&gt;wer flooded with water. This represents only a tiny portion of the variety of ppl affected! The health impact of this disaster has not been registered. For almost a week now , ppl in several area have been forced 2 drink highly polluted water and 2 add 2 ter miseries they have been surrounded by festering , stinking piles of wastes. They have no power in ter homes..&lt;br /&gt;It is unfortunate that the authorities r almost always caught off-guard&lt;br /&gt;and unprepared. Mumbai is the city wer the highest taxes r generated, but it seems that all taxes r dissolved in rain water. Wht is being done? How is the govt going 2 help the ppl . I know that central govt has announced an aid of 500 crore rupees ,but is that money reaching ppl. However the Govt agencies failed miserably, if it was not for voluntary agencies and brave Mumbaikars, this grt city would have been 2 ruins.&lt;br /&gt;I salute the ppl of Mumbai, who showed ter chivalry, fortitude, humanity in this incessant rains.&lt;br /&gt;I hope every Indian comes 2 rescue the ppl of our nation who r in disarray in any ways…&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply pained by the natural disaster {calamity} that has struck Mumbai….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112306676924961785?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112306676924961785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112306676924961785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112306676924961785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112306676924961785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/mumbais-torrential-rain.html' title='mumbais  torrential  rain'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112306352477848416</id><published>2005-08-03T15:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:40:16.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>year  long  vettiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YEAR LONG VETTINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly for all my non tam frnds I wish 2 explain the meaning of “vetti”-jobless.&lt;br /&gt;Thesaurus – aawara,bevarse,gaali tirugudu{air force!}.&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of aamir khan but did not even think in my wildest dreams that one day I wud b emulating him by doin nothing for one long year!!Of course he would have spent atleast few months for some remunerative purposes but my entire year was boring,monotonous,dull and without activity. It commenced on april 6th 2004 when my graduation exams got over and I heaved a huge sigh of relief! I knew I wud busy till my CAT exam which was on nov 21st.Incidentally that is my b’day and I hoped 2 crack CAT since all b’days r supposed 2 b lucky and replete with wishes and gifts. Alas all my dreams came crashing and I knew for sure after writing the exam that the result would be a big nought! Still I never thot that joblessness wud b my hobby/activity for the coming 6 months coz I had some more exams 2 crack {or flunk which was!}. I missed SYMBIOSIS by a whisker and imagine my horror when I found out that I was not eligible for a seat inspite of scoring WELL only because of a shit rule called subject wise cut-off.[:x]. I do not wish 2 mention the other exams which I wrote because they do not deserve a mention mainly for my dismal performance. The new year brought in many new hopes for others but for me it brought in only new new “bores”!&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine was – waking up around 11 am,completing all the daily chores,eating &lt;dandasore&gt;on the lookout for other vetti ppl 2 give me company. Going 2 temple became an integral part of my daily life and my vettiness was so huge that I used 2 go the Sec’bad ganesh temple frm Vidhyanagar 2 Sec-bad in MMTS &lt;local&gt;,other ways of killing time were goin 2 net café with the fervent hope of finding someone online{I was not introduced 2 orkut then}. All this was between jan-april. Then it was the time 2 dust my books and lay my hands on them as I was supposed 2 study for ICET. So thankfully I spent a few days studying which also became boring after some days!!! I got so used 2 being activity less that my old lifestyle was much more interesting than studying!! After ICET which was in may came the ultimate vetti days coz all my frnds who were in colleges had their vacations and I never knew there were so many 2 gimme company particularly Rajeev who came back 2 hyd frm IITM in june . Then came the best part of my vetti life-orkut! Of course orkut is synonymous with vettiness but I never knew there was so much in it that one cud spend hours glued 2 the screen reading various posts in umpteen communities and closely inspecting profiles{ob!girls’}.&lt;br /&gt;There was some spice in jun-jul thanx 2 orkut and watching all the non-descript ,bakwaas movies which hit the theatres and wondering “y-did-i-watch-this”. You wont believe there is hardly any movie left which has not been blessed by my visit! Most of the days were also spent with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rajeev&lt;/span&gt;-non stop gossip and “gupshup” sessions with lotsa snacks,goodies etc and with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rajaram&lt;/span&gt; with whom I toured the entire city pillion riding on his bike of course 2 meet his friend &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sravanthi&lt;/span&gt;. . I also wish 2 mention the great outings with &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Rajeev,Sriram,Sharat&lt;/span&gt; {my colony mates} and with my college gang which goes by the name &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;“intelligentia” !{Rajaram,Bhanu,Ragavandra,Tarun,Ganesh}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was my life for the past year and I wud like 2 sign off now. Aamir Khan comes back with a bang after hiatus of 1-2 yrs and I hope 2 emulate him again now. I wish life rides on a wave of success now after this pathetic but interesting year. Tons of thanx to all my frnds who helped me battle out distress and boredom in the past yr- &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sharat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;{lucky chap is employed now and all my wishes for him},&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Sriram&lt;/span&gt; { kewlest timepass guy} and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Rajeev &lt;/span&gt;and spl thanx 2 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rajaram&lt;/span&gt;{going 2 b firang now in few months 2 come , and I expect afew goodies frm him once he comes bac..}&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Bhanu&lt;/span&gt;{having grt time in mba and going 2get recruited in few months 2 come} &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Ragavandra&lt;/span&gt;{going grt guns in MCA } &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tarun&lt;/span&gt;{Waiting for his vissa and b leaving 2 UK in few days from now, my best wishes for him!} &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ganesh&lt;/span&gt;{ got recruited in ICFAI and having galla time in ter} Zillions of credit and gratitude for Rajeev who helped me write my blog and also 2 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vaishnavi&lt;/span&gt; who was the first 2 advice me on writing a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Me bidding adieu now….&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for the journey and all comments are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye , take care and have great days 2 come!!!&lt;br /&gt;sayanora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112306352477848416?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112306352477848416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112306352477848416&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112306352477848416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112306352477848416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/year-long-vettiness.html' title='year  long  vettiness'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035594.post-112298199643512918</id><published>2005-08-02T16:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:25:22.943+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MY  POEM  ON  GREAT  JAVANS  OF  INDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/1600/k03-012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6724/1296/320/k03-012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Kargil Conflict 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indian army personnel pose with Indian tricolour hoisted on Gin Hill in the Drass sector of Kargil &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kargill Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I salute the javans of INDIAN Nation ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when they gave there every thing 2 serve the ppl of our Nation .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Javans , you made us proud to call us citizens of our Nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We won the war only because of your contributon to our Nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Our only meagre contribution was only collecting donation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;India got intregated as nation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When this war was announced with out any notification!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Every religion was there to support our nation without any hesitation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When India won the war indians got immense joy and satisfiaction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im really proud of being called as citizen of Indian Nation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15035594-112298199643512918?l=oranges4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/feeds/112298199643512918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035594&amp;postID=112298199643512918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112298199643512918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035594/posts/default/112298199643512918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranges4u.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-poem-on-great-javans-of-india.html' title='MY  POEM  ON  GREAT  JAVANS  OF  INDIA'/><author><name>Sandeep Sundaram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04972550983051119437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rwL52Bz9aDE/Radj7QEIC5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZoERt-ybPhE/s320/34460398.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
