<?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-4830375885522907692</id><updated>2011-10-21T01:44:17.294+05:30</updated><category term='good-bad'/><category term='My first Blog'/><category term='Raghav Ramaiah'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Sunitha Krishnan TED'/><category term='RCB Raghav Ramaiah'/><category term='kyakahoon'/><category term='raghav'/><category term='1853'/><category term='just like that'/><category term='busy bee'/><category term='I wanna do something'/><category term='blogger is back'/><category term='Sunitha Krishnan'/><category term='Want Good Days'/><title type='text'>Can i reallly write????</title><subtitle type='html'>guess so :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-5241385365657296335</id><published>2011-10-21T01:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-21T01:44:17.395+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYgEyG8jxc/TqCBDedkRoI/AAAAAAAAGWg/FkrWHxfDFaE/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-21%2Bat%2B1.41.30%2BAM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYgEyG8jxc/TqCBDedkRoI/AAAAAAAAGWg/FkrWHxfDFaE/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-21%2Bat%2B1.41.30%2BAM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665670227948750466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-5241385365657296335?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5241385365657296335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=5241385365657296335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5241385365657296335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5241385365657296335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYgEyG8jxc/TqCBDedkRoI/AAAAAAAAGWg/FkrWHxfDFaE/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-21%2Bat%2B1.41.30%2BAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2255303136103623765</id><published>2011-03-05T22:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:06:04.271+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Raghav Ramaiah Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gR3gePPe4/TXJmM19-6RI/AAAAAAAAFlo/7ctu93NAmi8/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gR3gePPe4/TXJmM19-6RI/AAAAAAAAFlo/7ctu93NAmi8/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580635259096983826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new logo that i created for my Fan page on Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do check it out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.facebook.com/RaghavRamaiahPhotography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2255303136103623765?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2255303136103623765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2255303136103623765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2255303136103623765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2255303136103623765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2011/03/raghav-ramaiah-photography.html' title='Raghav Ramaiah Photography'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gR3gePPe4/TXJmM19-6RI/AAAAAAAAFlo/7ctu93NAmi8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2939128340830097315</id><published>2010-11-16T11:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:04:18.669+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunitha Krishnan TED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunitha Krishnan'/><title type='text'>A must Watch!</title><content type='html'>Its 11:09 am, and am here at work with the server down which leaves me with no work for the rest of the day. Just a few hours back happened to watch TED video on human trafficking/Sex Slavery talk by Sunitha Krishnan. Quite disturbing but the hard truth.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/sunitha_krishnan_tedindia.html"&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/sunitha_krishnan_tedindia.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are proud of you Sunitha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all support you!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2939128340830097315?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2939128340830097315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2939128340830097315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2939128340830097315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2939128340830097315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2010/11/must-watch.html' title='A must Watch!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-8559059280312737332</id><published>2010-03-14T21:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:29:07.471+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Want Good Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyakahoon'/><title type='text'>I want more Good Day's! Can someone tel me how?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Someday's are just perfect. You get up at the exact time and for once you tend to forget the "Snooze" button on your phone. You're ready well before time and all set for office. Your bike wont pose any hiccups and starts at the very first kick. The moment you push the play button on your I-Pod it plays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Its A Feel Good Song , It Shouldn't Take Too Long To Learn The Melody So Won't You Sing With Me" making your morning even better. As you set off.. enjoying the lovely morning.. there's hardly any traffic on the road and every signal greets you with a lovely green light as you approach them. You reach office well before time and to add to your already lovely morning you see the 4 elevators on the floor fighting to get you inside them. How lovely ain't it???????? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person whom you die to see in the morning, welcomes you with a lovely smile! and that just makes your dayyyy!!! P.S= ya that's you! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Idli Sambhar at breakfast is out of the world and makes you feel like you're eating the ever awesome Wood-Oven Pizza at Pondii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your TL is least bothered and lets you work the way you want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment you look at your watch.. its Lunch Time! and to add to it.. its Biryani at lunch! Ah! yummmy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the next time you look at your watch, its time to LogOut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You then Go out for coffee with THE Person in your life and time spent is jus plain Awwwwwwesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conversations and the laughter during those hours are just mindblowing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You end the dayy with a nice warm goodbye hug and you're off riding back listening to the good old Kishore da and his "Chookar Mere Mann Ko"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blissful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And someday's are just.... Blah!!And someday's are just.... Blah to the power of 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And someday's are just.. Blah to the power of n!!... phew! i Hate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-8559059280312737332?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8559059280312737332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=8559059280312737332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8559059280312737332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8559059280312737332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-more-good-days-can-someone-tel.html' title='I want more Good Day&apos;s! Can someone tel me how?????'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2003330082929924758</id><published>2010-03-08T00:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:35:56.259+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger is back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raghav Ramaiah'/><title type='text'>Blogger is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/S5P3QlG6A5I/AAAAAAAACno/lt8hqe0Q384/s1600-h/rag.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been over 3 months since the owner last opened this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kyakahoon" once had a guy who eagerly waited for an opportunity to post anything and everything and he possibly came across.&lt;br /&gt;And as the days passed by, he went missing!&lt;br /&gt;Days became weeks.. weeks became months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was nowhere to be seen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock struck 12 on the 8th of March 2010, the Blogger returned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to revive his good old days of blogging! And this time around with a lot of zeal and excitement!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/S5P3QlG6A5I/AAAAAAAACno/lt8hqe0Q384/s400/rag.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445968238632108946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 237px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch this space for more from the Raghav Ramaiah you knew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2003330082929924758?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2003330082929924758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2003330082929924758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2003330082929924758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2003330082929924758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogger-is-back.html' title='Blogger is Back!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/S5P3QlG6A5I/AAAAAAAACno/lt8hqe0Q384/s72-c/rag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-4111889143446610148</id><published>2009-11-29T12:49:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:43:24.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>____________ is in the Air! :) ;)</title><content type='html'>Well, am jumping with joy today!&lt;br /&gt;Today the 29th of November 2009!&lt;div&gt;It will be remembered as a very special day in my life and yeah for the people wondering.. why??? what??? how??? where???.. call me.. text me..!! I'll be answering all your questions! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you the one responsible for it! Thank you! :) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-4111889143446610148?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4111889143446610148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=4111889143446610148' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4111889143446610148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4111889143446610148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-in-air.html' title='____________ is in the Air! :) ;)'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6379099475060722574</id><published>2009-10-11T22:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:31:09.938+05:30</updated><title type='text'>He never lets you down, does he???</title><content type='html'>High time i start my blog with something amusing.. something different that interests you to read further. My blogging career took off when i was jobless and continued as my jobless days continued.&lt;br /&gt;The blog addiction at one time was about 44 percent and it went up to a max of 66 percent which i consider the peak of my blogging career. And that was the time when i literally wrote about every damn thing that was happening around me. i made quite a few blogging friends too.&lt;br /&gt;But now its different. Its not been the same from the past 6-7 months.&lt;br /&gt;If you see me previous post, you will realize what kind of a blogger i am.&lt;br /&gt;I have been opening this URL "kyakahoon.blogspot.com" only when i feel sad or when i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sharing things only when am sad or happy! But i do get thoughts of sharing new things with this old buddy of mine, things that i come across @home @work everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me try and promise! a promise to write! a promise to express! a promise to keep this space alive! "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyakahoon.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;"! Kuch to zaroor kahunga! Come what may, I will and i definitely will write atleast thrice a month!  This is a promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now let me come to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"He never lets you down, does he???&lt;/span&gt;" part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous post was of a desperate fan begging for votes to win the Fans Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Which he dint! I thank the people who voted!!(esp Arjun, one of the first few people who voted for me and all my other friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something that happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/StIctWxhtGI/AAAAAAAABf4/_Enixpwzp3E/s1600-h/Modi_Contest+Winning%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/StIctWxhtGI/AAAAAAAABf4/_Enixpwzp3E/s320/Modi_Contest+Winning%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391403269448905826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot anything???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-6379099475060722574?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6379099475060722574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6379099475060722574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6379099475060722574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6379099475060722574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-never-lets-you-down-does-he.html' title='He never lets you down, does he???'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/StIctWxhtGI/AAAAAAAABf4/_Enixpwzp3E/s72-c/Modi_Contest+Winning%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-7261196271692718097</id><published>2009-09-25T16:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:01:06.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RCB Raghav Ramaiah'/><title type='text'>Can you guys Vote??</title><content type='html'>Am need of votes badly for the contest am participating in which is of a "Chief Blogger of RCB".&lt;div&gt;And i guess you all have a fair idea about how much i love RCB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i badly need votes to even compete for the next round selections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you can take a minute out of your busy lives and vote.. that wo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uld make my day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Vote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.royalchallengers.com/application/raghav-ramaiah/"&gt;www.royalchallengers.com/application/raghav-ramaiah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="240"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.royalchallengers.com/flash/badge.swf?aname=raghav-ramaiah"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;embed src="http://www.royalchallengers.com/flash/badge.swf?aname=raghav-ramaiah" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="200" height="240" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-7261196271692718097?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7261196271692718097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=7261196271692718097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7261196271692718097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7261196271692718097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-guys-vote.html' title='Can you guys Vote??'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-3098387142031480716</id><published>2009-09-03T20:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:28:37.971+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raghav'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good-bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyakahoon'/><title type='text'>Good news - Bad news!!</title><content type='html'>Now before i find a lame reason of not to write.. let me share this with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dint have a good sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;Had the worst-ugly ride to office today.(Bad News.. actually uglyy)&lt;br /&gt;A became a celebrity.(Good News)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off with the good news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, i've kind off taken my hobby of writing movie reviews pretty seriously from the past couple of months and i registered my domain as &lt;a href="http://www.talkingpopcorns.com/"&gt;TalkingPopcorns.com&lt;/a&gt; recently. (Visit is if you haven't)&lt;br /&gt;And as i follow my guru Rajeev Masand(CNN IBN) quite keenly, his reviews hold a lot of importance. So i posted my review of the recently released movie Sikandar in the Reader's Review Contest hoping to win. And you know what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/winners-of-the-readers-review-contest/100178-17.html"&gt;http://ibnlive.in.com/news/winners-of-the-readers-review-contest/100178-17.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click on the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sp_Z3q-DU9I/AAAAAAAABUU/0B-AAQw-9WU/s1600-h/Winner_Raghav.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sp_Z3q-DU9I/AAAAAAAABUU/0B-AAQw-9WU/s320/Winner_Raghav.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377256030554248146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**Clap**Clap**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've heard the Good News, its the time to hear the uglyy part of the story!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyone witnessed any road brawls????&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was a part of it this morning!! not a pleasant experience that one!&lt;br /&gt;In simple was kinda bashed up by 3-4 muslim butchers for no fuckin fault of mine!!&lt;br /&gt;Deep cut on my lower lip is what i've got noww!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-3098387142031480716?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3098387142031480716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=3098387142031480716' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3098387142031480716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3098387142031480716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-bad-news.html' title='Good news - Bad news!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sp_Z3q-DU9I/AAAAAAAABUU/0B-AAQw-9WU/s72-c/Winner_Raghav.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-7312763728561549880</id><published>2009-08-30T22:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:08:09.528+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raghav'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyakahoon'/><title type='text'>Busy Bee!</title><content type='html'>Now firstly, I need a whack for staying away from my blog for so long and its yet another month without any posts. Having written my last post on July 15, i desperately wanted to write something before this month concluded. And here i am.&lt;div&gt;Now as i wrote the first line of this post, i dint quite know what to pen down tonight. But i kinda figured it out as i continued typing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few weeks have been tiring. Not like i have become a Busy bee! Just that the whole process of home-travel-work-travel-home sucks all your energy to even think of anything useful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have so many things in mind right now. Eagerly waiting to execute each thing asap. Will get back regarding each of those things very very soon. And this soon is not far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-7312763728561549880?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7312763728561549880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=7312763728561549880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7312763728561549880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7312763728561549880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-8175412812859528630</id><published>2009-07-15T21:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:17:55.145+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna do something'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>I wanna do something!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: Hey loafer!! where the fuck were you all this while???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: i was coming da!! you're not ready yet???? go get readyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: what hmmmm???? go get readyyyy fast!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;after 20 mins!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hey maga!! yenaadru maadbeku kano!!(hey Bro! I wanna do something da!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: hmmmm!! interesting !! now go get readyyy first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(talking to a close friend in UK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: Abey saale! kaisa hai??? bahut busy ho gaya hai?? Aaj yaad aaya kya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: Aise kuch nahii yaar!! thoda kaam thaa...!! do din se online bhi nahi aaya maloom hai kya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: chal chod! sunaaa.. kya haal hai??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: acha hai yaar! shift mil rahe haii.. tho sab kaafi acha hai abhii..!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..after 30 mins&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hmmm!! kuch karna hai yaar life mein! ek job se kuch nahi hone wala!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;: abeyy mere ko daraa math!! tu kab se itna serious hogaya????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at 6:30 am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother india&lt;/span&gt;:  what the hell do you do in the bathroom for so long????.. and you better stop carrying your cell phone from tomo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hmmmm!!! maaa...!!! chilllll maadii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother india&lt;/span&gt;: whatever! take your cup of tea and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: maa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother india&lt;/span&gt;: what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: maa!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother india&lt;/span&gt;: whaaaaat?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yenara maadbeku maa life alli..!!(wanna do something in life maa)!! 9-5 job's not enough!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...after few seconds!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother india&lt;/span&gt;: hmmm! if you're done with your tea, better go get ready and dont you dare miss your cab today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:  :(  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys!!!!!!! am trying to tell you something here...!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna do something!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawwwwd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-8175412812859528630?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8175412812859528630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=8175412812859528630' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8175412812859528630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8175412812859528630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-do-something.html' title='I wanna do something!!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-3357533594206608606</id><published>2009-07-06T06:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:24:33.536+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1853'/><title type='text'>Not again..!</title><content type='html'>Now before i change my mind,  i'll quickly tell you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this weird never seen dream about "1853" as i woke up this morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;And am kinda still wondering , how the hell did she come to my mind after so many months!!! 10-11 months to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen in her months to be thinking of her. How the hell did my mind produce such a wonderful dream of a person whom i've not seen for so many months now!&lt;br /&gt;The brains of boys' i tell you! ;D&lt;br /&gt;They never stop thinking of the girls they dated or had a crush on till the day they die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it was,.... it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the&lt;a href="http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/07/enough-is-enough-finally-1853.html"&gt; 1853&lt;/a&gt; episode back again????&lt;br /&gt;Not sure though... but this dream  has definitely triggered something.&lt;br /&gt;Off to get ready to work now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:40 am!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-3357533594206608606?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3357533594206608606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=3357533594206608606' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3357533594206608606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3357533594206608606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-again.html' title='Not again..!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-730263715571873682</id><published>2009-07-05T00:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:12:31.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ah!! I turned One and Noone remembers it!!!</title><content type='html'>Now i need some serious whackings before i start talking.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog's FIRST Blogoversary&lt;/span&gt; which was on June 23rd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yqJUDIJBLNA/SOGS88C2wpI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5q3kKgW9Kpo/s400/blogoversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yqJUDIJBLNA/SOGS88C2wpI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5q3kKgW9Kpo/s400/blogoversary.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i start kicking myself for such a terrible thing, let me thank things/people responsible for this blog to be here irrespective of how often i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheeku&lt;/span&gt;- for inspiring me to start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Fellow Bloggers/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Whose posts made me write more and more.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They not only read and followed my blogs But left lovely comments everytime they dropped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Computer&lt;/span&gt;- Having been there with me in my thick and thin times. Patiently waiting for me  late in the night hours together, helping me put together every petty post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;- For giving me such all those good/bad-expected/unexpected-experiences in life so that i could pen them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Myself-&lt;/span&gt; Thanks Rag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These candies are specially for www.kyakahoon.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sk-uWxxe7iI/AAAAAAAABBU/NsZiPX7YfX4/s1600-h/blogoversary-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sk-uWxxe7iI/AAAAAAAABBU/NsZiPX7YfX4/s400/blogoversary-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354690188308049442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Appearance change  to take place sooon!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With a  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New look! New Energy! New Experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kyakahoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kyakahoon.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-730263715571873682?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/730263715571873682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=730263715571873682' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/730263715571873682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/730263715571873682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah-i-turned-one-and-noone-remembers-it.html' title='Ah!! I turned One and Noone remembers it!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yqJUDIJBLNA/SOGS88C2wpI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5q3kKgW9Kpo/s72-c/blogoversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-1644889582234075239</id><published>2009-06-16T11:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:56:41.862+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like that'/><title type='text'>Rotten apples are everywhere!</title><content type='html'>I always wondered why people often hate their bosses!&lt;br /&gt;And am pretty sure many of you still wonder !! And probably some of you must have already found out whyy??&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day when i actually found out the whole phenomenon of hating and bitching all by myself! :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-1644889582234075239?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1644889582234075239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=1644889582234075239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1644889582234075239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1644889582234075239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/rotten-apples-are-everywhere.html' title='Rotten apples are everywhere!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6511658231528567672</id><published>2009-05-28T11:07:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:05:02.465+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Destinyy!!</title><content type='html'>As i failed to gather all the energy that i actually required to put together a post in my blog every time from the past one month, i lost hope. I was scared what if i totally lost interest in this. But even this scary thought couldn't really get me down to writing. Forget writing!!! I was not even visiting my page to read blogs from other friends that i have!! Imagine!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i published &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Things that I've Been doing Lately&lt;/span&gt;". Things were way too complicated to explain. It was more of a frustrated writing that i had come up with in a rather subtle funny way. However, am glad i was able to do that. In just a couple of days things changed again. They seemed a welcoming change provided the amazing time that i was having sitting all day in front of my 3-year old computer. This particular change was something that made me happy and sad at the same time. I was not really keen on going with this flow of change yet i had no option but to force my way into it. To be precise, I joined a Call Center - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hewlett Packard Technical Support&lt;/span&gt;. I was taught the skills to master the art of customer support. Hmmmm... !!! After slogging my ass out for 4 years in engineering with a percentage which just manages to come inside the so called "descent-not bad-kinda percentage category", i had got a very good job in software development in mysore which i merely left or rather turned my face after 4 days from joining. *Please Don't ask me the Reason*.. I know!! i Know!! i was hastyy!! i knww!!! After hearing so many things from so many people from the time i've quit....Am just waiting for a day when the dog that sleeps outside my house to pounce on me and ask me why i left the job in mysore??? Don't be surprised if i pen down that event when it happens!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such disastrous decisions that i made in life, what can one say or even help? I was left with no other option but to take this Technical Support job. Which i did on the March 25th of this year. Things were calm and steady as days passed by. I went on to learn how.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[HP]&lt;/span&gt; is pronounced as "aeech Pee" (American Style)and not "Hech Pee" and How A stands for Alpha and not Apple and how B stands for Bravo and not Ball. Somethings were really amusing..Like how American women hate it when they're referred to as "Madam"(*there are reason for it*). As far as i know people back here in India love it and are overjoyed when someone refers them by "Madam".&lt;br /&gt;This supposedly being my first job that got me a salary of just over 15k was something that brought joy and something more that cannot be explained. I was Happy..bought stuff for myself..Like a watch that i always waited to buy the day i get my first salary.. it didn't materialize with the earlier job but it did with this job!!!! All said and done!!I had to accept the reality!! Though people working here convince themselves calling it a technical support job!!! but from within everyone knows it.. its a call center after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;As i said the above dialogue to my friend.. he came out with a sizzling one liner from a movie that goes like this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kaam Tho Kaam Hotha Haii..!! Jaisa Tu Doctor hai Waise he Apun Gangster Haii" ..!!! &lt;/span&gt;Made sense right??&lt;br /&gt;But not all things in your life that makes sense makes you earn your daily bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said days passed.. and this is was the time when i was struggling to put together a post!!&lt;br /&gt;Either i was short of ideas or short of the motivation factor. I was turning into a zombie when lighting struck on the day of May 19th when i was called for an interview on the following day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i remembered the "Reshot" thing that the almighty told me in my Falling Slowly poem. Remember?????&lt;br /&gt;The clouds went dark the next day the May 20th showing hints of rain and as i kept watching.. it started drizzling the day after the 21st!! All was done!! I was all ready, for the rain to pour and was just gearing up to jump out in the rain!! When the clouds cleared all of a sudden.. but it kept drizzling.. !! I was in a state of shock...!!! The clouds cleared completely... but still it kept drizzling.. !! it was 24th of May when i gave up on the clouds.. but it still kept drizzling...!! I wondered how the lightning just brought about drizzles and no rain!!  Rain is what i expected!! Rain is what everyone expects!! right????&lt;br /&gt;Just when i was about to give up on the hope that i had with the lightning that had struck, someone held my hand and whispered "Wait... I know it will Rain!! Come what may!! Rain will come down and come down hard!!! The lightning was struck especially for you!! Wait!! Don't Give up!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 27th of May was when my phone rang!! As i stood watching..it started pouring!!! Pouring hard every second!!! It was the very rain..that i craved for every single day that one week!! I wasn't in a position to believe what i was actually witnessing but it had happened...     !!&lt;br /&gt;All i can say at that point of time is.. its just the beginning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming back to the person responsible for that lightning is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SM&lt;/span&gt;!!! Am not sure if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SM &lt;/span&gt;is Okay with her name coming here!! So I'll keep it as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SM&lt;/span&gt;!!! Though given a chance i would love to expand it right away!!! Thanks a ton for getting things done for the lightning to strike!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I got a job in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;There is no such thing as chance and what seem to us as the merest accident, springs from the deepest source of destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-6511658231528567672?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6511658231528567672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6511658231528567672' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6511658231528567672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6511658231528567672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/05/destinyy.html' title='Destinyy!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-9207364084605352708</id><published>2009-04-22T23:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:59:18.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One of those Shitty Days!!</title><content type='html'>How long does it take before you realize that the day that just went by, was by far the worst days you've ever had from the past couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;When you come across such days, all you can do is to come home..open your blog and vent out your all day long miserable events. These events are like some shitty progressions in mathematics. One event has to derive the next event... come what may!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-9207364084605352708?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/9207364084605352708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=9207364084605352708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/9207364084605352708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/9207364084605352708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-those-shitty-days.html' title='One of those Shitty Days!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2580336964340204057</id><published>2009-03-28T23:03:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:53:36.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vote Vote Vote!!!</title><content type='html'>Elections 2009!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time am writing a post requesting you guys for something!!&lt;br /&gt;We've been turning our faces and walking around.. walking around thinking how am i gonna make the difference??&lt;br /&gt;Its high time.. its high time.. we face it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is a Political Debate running on every news channel now.&lt;br /&gt;So you decide whom to vote!!!&lt;br /&gt;and people who haven't got their Voter ID's.. go get them.. before its late!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrVlSERZLkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrVlSERZLkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that i can request you guys is to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;वोट&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;करो&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ವೋಟ್&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ಮಡಿ&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote and Make the Difference!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sc55ILrrJzI/AAAAAAAAA30/CjWkI3ca0cY/s1600-h/announcement500x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sc55ILrrJzI/AAAAAAAAA30/CjWkI3ca0cY/s200/announcement500x500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318321391453022002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2580336964340204057?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2580336964340204057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2580336964340204057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2580336964340204057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2580336964340204057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-vote-vote.html' title='Vote Vote Vote!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/Sc55ILrrJzI/AAAAAAAAA30/CjWkI3ca0cY/s72-c/announcement500x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-8019920364075407059</id><published>2009-03-17T12:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:14:21.256+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things that I've been doing Lately</title><content type='html'>Err..you know what..i haven't been so jobless my whole life..!! i mean.. totally..!!&lt;br /&gt;You seem to wonder .. &lt;br /&gt;how would life be if you were busy all dayy!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are like a million things that i've been sincerely doing latelyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I heard that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt; is honoring me with a "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wildest Orkut user ever Award&lt;/span&gt;". And its pretty obvious.. you know whyyy??? i Log on to Orkut every single day.. and refresh the page once every 2 minutes. So that makes it 30 times in an hour.. and 720 times a day. And i've completely lost count on the number of jobless days spent.&lt;br /&gt; So.. 720 multiplied by x = *Forget it*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scan the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gtalk&lt;/span&gt; list every few minutes, just to catch that interesting person that i can chat with.( P.S: Its the other way round.. people can't stop talking to me :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Movies... Movies... and Movies..!! And the end product of being so free and watching movies is this &lt;a href="http://www.raghavthecritic.blogspot.com"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WWW.RAGHAVTHECRITIC.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt; - A Movie Critic..!! And the best thing is.. few friends of mine even suggested me to take this as a Career..!! Imagine!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.... See you can make a Career out of anythin possible..! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep late every night thinking i'll get up early tomo and do something really useful. And make the same pledge the next night..! and it just seems to go on n on..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love my Hair. I seriously do. Am trying to grow long hair ( I know..i know i have nothing to do with it growing.. but still..). Have been growing it from November 08 and its March 09 noww..!!This is the longest possible time that i've grown my hair without going for an haircut. My parents are  literally killing me to cut my hair off..!So i need some expert advice here...!! You can see an Hair Cut Poll on the right side of the page.. Please do vote..!! Vote Todayy and make this friend  of yours make the decision !! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Make your Vote Count..!!!&lt;/span&gt; :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have been watching all the 4 Seasons of HIMYM ("&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;") all over again for the 3rd time now...!!! &lt;br /&gt;And everytime i watch it i'll be like..&lt;br /&gt;this show is....Legen......... wait for it.......... Dary..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Legendary!!!! (Barney Style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have exceeded my Internet monthly usage limit of 2.5GB yet again.. and this time by 15th of this month itself..!! so.... :(...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. God know how many posts i've read in the Writer's Lounge from the time i've joined it..!! There's no wayy i can count..! its kept my blogging career alive....!!! So &lt;a href="http://www.weandwords.blogspot.com"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Writer's Lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" is the place to be for all you bloggers or the people who love reading blogs.&lt;br /&gt;There are some lovely writers out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. -*failed*- I have been trying my hand at writing Fiction from the past few months and i blissfully fail everytime..!!! and yet again.. failed..!!*can someone help*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've entered political discussions on communities on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Orkut&lt;/span&gt;..ahhh..!! see i've become responsible..!! *Cheeku don't comment on this point :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I can't stop hating &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Sit and find out all the dumb-weird things that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; provides. But still be on it 24X7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You know what????????? i've alreadyy started writing..&lt;br /&gt;Things that I've been doing Lately -PART-II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*COMING SOON*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-8019920364075407059?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8019920364075407059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=8019920364075407059' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8019920364075407059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/8019920364075407059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-ive-been-doing-lately.html' title='Things that I&apos;ve been doing Lately'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2852642414206003546</id><published>2009-03-01T14:22:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:55:43.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FIR...!!!</title><content type='html'>Can any of you expand F I R...????&lt;br /&gt;anyone???&lt;br /&gt;anyone???&lt;br /&gt;*fools*&lt;br /&gt;go!! go...!!! go get a general knowledge book right now!&lt;br /&gt;First Information Report (FIR) is a written document prepared by the police when they receive information about the commission of a cognizable offense. It is a report of information that reaches the police first in point of time and that is why&lt;br /&gt;it is called the First Information Report..!!!&lt;br /&gt;How many of you have had the privilege of walking up the police station to file an FIR???? Am quite sure that not many of you would have..!!!&lt;br /&gt;But i did..!!! My first FIR that i ever filed :D..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened on the fateful Thursday evening the 27th of February. I was in my car driving back with a close friend... when a Tata 407 Mini Truck crashed into my car..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*Thud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jkhsdkfhadjfhpauifhdjfh;djfh sd;cf sdfsdjfl; sd;sdhf sdjh;sadh sda;fh; sadjfh ;sdfh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqDmQbZ94I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ogtU5w12a2A/s1600-h/DSCN1136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqDmQbZ94I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ogtU5w12a2A/s320/DSCN1136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199804077733762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqDw_gx0WI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VF9YpXz5j-Q/s1600-h/DSCN1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqDw_gx0WI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VF9YpXz5j-Q/s320/DSCN1137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199988515426658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the drama that followed is something that cannot be explained..!! &lt;br /&gt;It was filled with tension...!! anxiety..!! anger.. and what not.&lt;br /&gt;Phew..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all because of this careless shitty vehicle(KA01-A-9842),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqD9cDSlPI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ViTFyNhuQEU/s1600-h/DSCN1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqD9cDSlPI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ViTFyNhuQEU/s320/DSCN1138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308200202334803186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the estimate of all the repairs is summing up to a whopping 37,000!!!&lt;br /&gt;How bad can it get.. when nothing's working your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming back to the FIR thing, frankly speaking..The cops aren't that bad..you know!!! I mean.. they made me feel so comfortable. They were so humble while directing me about how to go about the whole FIR thingy and the numerous formalities that needs to be followed. I can undoubtedly claim that the Bangalore Traffic Police Department is one of the best government undertaking that you can come across in Karnataka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqF0cDOQRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/rg4nZrZKoN8/s1600-h/DSCN1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqF0cDOQRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/rg4nZrZKoN8/s320/DSCN1145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308202246738952466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, How can every government dept be perfect???&lt;br /&gt;Here's our very own RTO.&lt;br /&gt;RTO Bangalore North is another government undertaking, that tests your patience and tests it to the absolute core. 6 Hours for a signature!!!!&lt;br /&gt;How efficient ain't it???&lt;br /&gt;And if have any plans of you visiting it anytime in the future.. please do note down the following points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Please remember to carry a camera along, because you're certain to meet new people and make friends or even have a photo session with the other people waiting along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Be ready to invent games such as:&lt;br /&gt;The Lift Game&lt;br /&gt;No. of Players:2&lt;br /&gt;TIme: Anytime &lt;br /&gt;Start the game by choosing A or B.&lt;br /&gt;A- the people entering the lift.&lt;br /&gt;B- people exiting the lift.&lt;br /&gt;If you have chosen A, then you get 1 point for every person who enters the lift.&lt;br /&gt;And if you have chosen B, then you get 1 point for every person who exits the lift.&lt;br /&gt;So there you are..!! A game that's going to go on and on and on..!! &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 2 day long streak of visiting the Police Station and the RTO finally ended when they released my car on fridayy..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off..!!&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my Santro recovers sooon...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2852642414206003546?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2852642414206003546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2852642414206003546' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2852642414206003546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2852642414206003546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/03/fir.html' title='FIR...!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaqDmQbZ94I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ogtU5w12a2A/s72-c/DSCN1136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-664062583514096794</id><published>2009-02-24T18:21:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:05:41.648+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pa...!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, first of all&lt;br /&gt;Belated Birthday Wishes pa..!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was my dad's birthday on the 20th of this month. He turned 59 this year. I badly wanted to post something reallly special that day, but as i was leaving for a trip the very same day couldn't post. &lt;br /&gt;Okay now,I have a question. How important is it to know your exact date of birth??&lt;br /&gt;I mean can you accept the fact that you've no idea when you were born??&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird right???&lt;br /&gt;No Birthday??&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately or Unfortunately, my dad too doesn't know his exact date of birth. As my dad tells me, my grandfather had the birth dates of his first and second son written in a small book which he happened to lose decades ago. And all he knew was, that my dad was born in February. So they had no option but to fix on random some date in February.. and the date they happened to fix was 20th Feb. And its the same date that goes into various records as DOB of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP1-2u6tTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ahElko8hZIE/s1600-h/dad1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP1-2u6tTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ahElko8hZIE/s320/dad1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306355246165570866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This post goes out exclusively for my dad..!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank him for a millions of things. Right from the time i was born, to the time when i quit the job. He's been there. I know those are the things that every dad does to their son/daughter but i somehow think my dad's the best!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP2O2_2CKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/evBI4q56t6k/s1600-h/dad23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP2O2_2CKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/evBI4q56t6k/s320/dad23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306355521114474658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP2fyGoNNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bA_C4XBZgRQ/s1600-h/dad2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP2fyGoNNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bA_C4XBZgRQ/s320/dad2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306355811858527442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot for everything pa..!! love you loads!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-664062583514096794?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/664062583514096794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=664062583514096794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/664062583514096794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/664062583514096794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/02/pa.html' title='Pa...!!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SaP1-2u6tTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ahElko8hZIE/s72-c/dad1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-866582478640152317</id><published>2009-02-02T13:49:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:47:15.341+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Falling Slowly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I wondered to myself all day&lt;br /&gt;sitting in every possible Hallway,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how would it really feel like&lt;br /&gt;When the world looks at you with dislike,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is to scowl,&lt;br /&gt;When people around you are on a prowl,&lt;br /&gt;Din't know where i was heading,&lt;br /&gt;Life seemed absolutely beheading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i realized,&lt;br /&gt;There was a glitch with &lt;br /&gt;the things that i had idealized,&lt;br /&gt;Why always me i thought&lt;br /&gt;god whispered "wait till i give you a reshot",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the first time&lt;br /&gt;that i was in a crummy slime,&lt;br /&gt;Convincing myself wholly&lt;br /&gt;I was Falling Slowly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SY_YVecBbOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SANr-yattb4/s1600-h/wmhoover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SY_YVecBbOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SANr-yattb4/s320/wmhoover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300693149897813218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-866582478640152317?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/866582478640152317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=866582478640152317' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/866582478640152317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/866582478640152317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/02/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling Slowly!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SY_YVecBbOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SANr-yattb4/s72-c/wmhoover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-4867454952404316057</id><published>2009-01-27T01:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:03:22.697+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Atrocity at its very Peak..!! Wtf</title><content type='html'>Before i continue to say anything,&lt;br /&gt;this video needs to watched..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7yg-bdlmko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7yg-bdlmko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This our own desi Al Qaeeda and Lakshar-E-Toiba..!!&lt;br /&gt;This is another outrage from a group down south after all the MNS shit thats been happening in Maharashtra.&lt;br /&gt;This group calls itself the "Sriram Sena"..!!! Bloody demented fools go on a rampage claiming they're protecting Indian Values abusing and molesting women in a pub in Mangalore . Feels like catching hold of each of those bastards and bashing them up.  Freakin shit! I felt so bloody helpless seeing those innocent people getting hit for no reason that too from some shitty elements. The President of that Fools Sena goes on to say " This is a very good thing that happenend in Mangalore".  What the f*** does he mean?&lt;br /&gt;We talk about the al Qaaeda and youngsters being brainwashed abt "mazhab" n "mulk"..!! These people from the "Fools Sena" are no less..!! i mean these people hurt us more than they did!!&lt;br /&gt;Mann..!! its yet again.. yet again..  the insiders creating such unhuman havoc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone help??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know who will..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-4867454952404316057?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4867454952404316057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=4867454952404316057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4867454952404316057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4867454952404316057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/01/atrocity-at-its-very-peak-wtf.html' title='Atrocity at its very Peak..!! Wtf'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-4197831768317862220</id><published>2009-01-20T01:46:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:07:20.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rewind n Replay!</title><content type='html'>So!&lt;br /&gt;My first post for the year 2009. I probably would have written 3 posts by now. But few things ruined my plans.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... no no no... its "Anyway"...!!!&lt;br /&gt;a friend pointed this thing out in her blog. And for like 999 out of 1000 times i say Anyways. And then i'll be like.. no no no.. you fool..its "Anyway"...got it??? and i'd remember her more with the word "Anyway" rather than her own name. I mean.. how weird is that???&lt;br /&gt;Now Have any of you heard of the thing - "Rewind n Replay"???&lt;br /&gt;woooo!! i know all of you are pretty smart!! Not with respect to your tape recorder or your walkman you dumbass..!!&lt;br /&gt;I meant with respect to one's life..!!! oki... let me try explain..&lt;br /&gt;You always tend to associate some peculiar things you come across in your day-to-day life with things and people in the past. I don't know, how many of you actually felt this way. But this whole feeling is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Now when i say peculiar things, it could be anything..!! Right from the Spellbound Music that you ever listened to-or-the numerous pleasant/disgusting People you've ever met-or-the Aroma of a thing-your Deo/Perfume and any particular article that was ever with you or you ever noticed.&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me get a few observations from my basket right away,&lt;br /&gt;Now the first time i moved into Bangalore way back in 1997, the place seemed lovely. Malleswaram itself felt like the garden city to me. Now that was the time when the famous home appliance manufacturer "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whirlpool&lt;/span&gt;" were in their top form of marketing and sales. And one of their particular ad's of a refrigerator with a pretty girl in it. Where the songs goes something like this.. Whirlpoooool...Whirlpooooooooooooooooooooool......!!!!!(probably with a lote more o's)&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't really figure out the tune. But i couldn't find it anywhere. All i found was this picture. And this girl in this picture totally swept me away the first day i saw her... ahhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;All that i can remember is this pretty girl and .....Whirlpoooool...Whirlpoooooooooooooool......!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i just hear that awesome tune, i automatically go 12 years back when we  just moved in, and all the excitement of the new house!! its awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTj48X95RI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pu6H1xVzi84/s1600-h/whirlpool_19042001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTj48X95RI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pu6H1xVzi84/s320/whirlpool_19042001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106029486007570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phew!! ain't she cute???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki.. Sense of smell is something that we as humans can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Now the other thing that Rewind n Replay my past is my favourite deo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"El Paso"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTufWwJn6I/AAAAAAAAAog/SFME4a8MyKM/s1600-h/el+paso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTufWwJn6I/AAAAAAAAAog/SFME4a8MyKM/s320/el+paso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293117684518068130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an regular buyer of this deo during my early days in engineering. As days passed, i grew old and i felt trying out new deo's very amusing. And i sincerely changed it every month( oki.. i confess.. 15 days..!! i drain out these deo's in less than 15 days!!! heyyyyy no no no.. not that i stink a lot..!! No way!!). I always believed in Rewind n Replay but never knew such a toiletry item can actually make you R n R.&lt;br /&gt;I happened to buy my oldie fav "El Paso" again sometime back..!! And as i opened it and sprayed, as my senses felt that odour..i felt like.. wooahhhh!!!! I was fast put into the Rewind Mode and then Replay..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaawwwd! I was just starting to remember my early engineering days..!! i mean the first day at coll.. the first class that i attended... the first group i was in..Even the hot senior whom i had a crush on..!! everythiin!!! Every damn thing..!! its just feels so amazing!! Irrespective of whether you want it or not.. certain things just cling on to you making you feel good of a  lot of things in the past. I don't know how many of you actually feel such things!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are... Here you are ...gimme 5 !!!&lt;br /&gt;But If you are not...then thats when people say.. you must be out of your senses.&lt;br /&gt;Pity u senseless creature!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki.. The third thing thats puts me in R n R mode is the Music.&lt;br /&gt;Now i won't elaborate much on this. Cos i have my reasons for it..!! n i guess its good if it remains a this way...!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jaane Kya Chahe Mann" &lt;/span&gt;from the movie Pyaar ke Side Effects??&lt;br /&gt;This is a beatuiful song. Just hearing it for the first few seconds will make you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTvLNTgHGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/yu_Xu3MvfeE/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTvLNTgHGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/yu_Xu3MvfeE/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118437896232034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now i happen to remember certain things of my engineering days just cos of this very song.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i can't help it!! Even though i try  stopping myself to go into the R n R mode this time, i can't..!! I eventually remember all the things of the time when i first listened to this song and all the other things associated with it..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus for this one thing, Otherwise I love all the experiences with the Rewind n Replay methodology.&lt;br /&gt;I can actually list a dozen of such weird things that put u in R n R mode.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know my posts get too emotional at times but who cares..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wait a miin... did i just invent something called the Rewind n Replay Methodology????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah!!! i did it again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-4197831768317862220?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4197831768317862220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=4197831768317862220' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4197831768317862220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4197831768317862220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2009/01/rewind-n-replay.html' title='Rewind n Replay!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SXTj48X95RI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pu6H1xVzi84/s72-c/whirlpool_19042001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2402633958808953079</id><published>2008-12-31T18:04:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:09:11.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dasvidaniya "Momentous 2008.."</title><content type='html'>Another momentous notable exciting year wraps up in a few hours. This year gone by has had its share of  moments and  fateful unpleasant moments. Every day gone by has a tale to tell. Every individual would have grown older by a year. And i've grown 6 months older as a blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err..Dates of 2008 that were significant in my life..!!&lt;br /&gt;Dates that made me Happy[:)] or Sad[:(]~~.. here they are.. Jus thought of listing them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt; : We all stepped in to this whole new year and i stepped into my exam hall to write my "Java" exam on the very same day. VTU never spared us on 1st Jan every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15th Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt; : My dear Santro celebrated its First Bday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;21st Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Got a insight of how the corporate life actually is. our final year project PLGS begun in hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6th Feb 2008&lt;/span&gt; : The final sem of Engg kicks off!! Nostalgic alreadyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12th Feb 2008&lt;/span&gt; : yeahhh!!! it was my yupppy burthdayyyy!!!  i turned 21 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20th Feb 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Started noticing 1853 all over again. Official (n)th crush&lt;br /&gt;declared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;24th Mar 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Bunked the 1st Internals of 8th semester like many other semesters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th Apr 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Named 1853 as "1853" after noticing her 2-wheeler's number plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9th Apr 2008 &lt;/span&gt;: Final year class trip to GOA!!!!! trip of a lifetime!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26th Apr 2008&lt;/span&gt; : After lotta fight..persuaded dad to take car to ooty with friends. Another trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8th May 2008&lt;/span&gt; : The last College Fest of engg!! Had a huge collection at the Jhankaar Jukebox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not to forget.. saw 1853 on the ramp!! phew.. she was dazzling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7th Jun 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Our Farewell day at coll!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12th Jun 2008&lt;/span&gt; : The VTU Battle Kicks off!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;24th Jun 2008&lt;/span&gt; : ~Step into the world of Blogging. Write my First Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~My project becomes a grand success. Many appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd Jul 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Parents celebrate their 25 years of being together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;24th Jul 2008&lt;/span&gt; : My first all paid Business Trip to Hyderabad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st Aug 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Realized am an Engineer now. Job Hunt starts with all Josh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~Nothing Remarkable Happened during this Period~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;27th Sept 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Got royally F****** in the final technical round of Subex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;22nd Oct 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Got through the Final round of Marlabs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;24th oct 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Get the Offer Letter. With joining on 10th Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt; : All excited about my first job, leave to Mysore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt; : My first day at work. Unforgettable day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt; :  Quit Work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Depressed and Confused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Terror Strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~Nothing Remarkable Happened during this Period~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;02 Dec 2008&lt;/span&gt; : Officially i declare.. Me quitting work as the Biggest Mistake of My Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 31 Dec 2008 &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so isn't it quite eventful??? i mean.. this year clearly tops  as the most eventful year of my life. So many things happened.. Laughter-Fights.. wat not!!!&lt;br /&gt;I conclude.. I conclude my final post of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final Dasvidaniyaaaaaa to this year of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wishing you all a Happy New Year 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.charmfactory.com/images/CF52009_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.charmfactory.com/images/CF52009_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope its brings in a lot of happiness and joy in everyone's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2402633958808953079?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2402633958808953079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2402633958808953079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2402633958808953079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2402633958808953079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/dasvidaniya-momentous-2008.html' title='Dasvidaniya &quot;Momentous 2008..&quot;'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-3571448400797398512</id><published>2008-12-13T12:58:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:37:01.417+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Movie Critic in me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://raghavthecritic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SUNyht6Z2HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/59FU0dLAUCk/s1600-h/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SUNyht6Z2HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/59FU0dLAUCk/s320/vegas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279189111794161778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, Am into this new act of giving movie reviews. I somehow like the fact of analysing the movie on the audience perspective and how well they succeed or fail to make an impact on the them. I personally am a huge fan of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt;(Internet Movie Database). This is the absolute encyclopedia of movies around the globe right from the movies already released to the movies under production to the movies just announced. I used to write movie reviews on this site for sometime now. And then i thought of dedicating a new blog to just Review movies. And here i am, &lt;a href="http://raghavthecritic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Your Movie Critic&lt;/a&gt; giving sincere review of atleast one movie per week. &lt;a href="http://raghavthecritic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the review of this week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who knows these guys might be losing their jobs soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rajeev Masand -Movie Critic, CNN IBN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taran Adarsh -Movie Critic, Indianfm(BollywoodHungama.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S- Don't go by the pic, am no Vegas film critic :)..!! couldn't find any other one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-3571448400797398512?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3571448400797398512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=3571448400797398512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3571448400797398512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3571448400797398512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-critic-in-me.html' title='The Movie Critic in me..'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SUNyht6Z2HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/59FU0dLAUCk/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-4909626863025610660</id><published>2008-12-05T22:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:40:07.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I won't leave you Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its so weird. Just one thing can make you feel like pulling your hair off. That one thing is your "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Past is that one thing which clutches on to you whether or not you want it with you or not. It just sticks on to you till you're dead. I mean even shadows leave us alone in a complete dark room. But this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; past... it clenches you.. and clenches you hard. You might be wondering why am i stressing so much on that damn word. The Past am referring to you is something that i probably never want to peek into. Wish i could just pull of out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt; cord from the computer plug into on my brain and erase all that shitty things from the past which i never ever want to recollect again. Alas. My brain cells won't let me do that. And even if the brain cells did let me,probably the people involved in the past won't let me do that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt;.. every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; time..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn you all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These clutches from the past strangle your neck making you fight for every ounce of breath &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; you encounter it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like a huge one eyed troll grabbing you by your collar 50 meters high up  banging you on the ground every few seconds  yelling "you bastard.. am your past-can't you hear me-am your past..you moron".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-family: georgia; "&gt;A man cannot free himself from the past more easily than he can from his own body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-family: georgia; "&gt; ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;André&lt;/span&gt; Maurois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;The past is strapped to our backs.  We do not have to see it; we can always feel it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;~Mignon McLaughlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;The past is not a package one can lay away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt; ~Emily Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;God knows who these people are.. but their perception of "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" looks a lot like mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-4909626863025610660?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4909626863025610660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=4909626863025610660' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4909626863025610660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/4909626863025610660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wont-leave-you-alone.html' title='I won&apos;t leave you Alone'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-5716336420688060104</id><published>2008-11-29T13:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:34:48.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Resilient Mumbai.. Resilient India..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/STGgQUUvbcI/AAAAAAAAANU/r711gXtJMho/s1600-h/mumbai-by-the-sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/STGgQUUvbcI/AAAAAAAAANU/r711gXtJMho/s320/mumbai-by-the-sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274172840821616066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It happens yet again. Yet again claiming over 150 lives leaving 350 plus grievously injured.  Now i know all this has been said and done,played and replayed by numerous news channels in numerous languages by numerous journalists adding their own flavor throughout the 72 hours of this Terror.&lt;br /&gt;Am too, like many you Indians have felt sad, frustrated, angered and sensed the feeling of helplessness. Just a mere..a mere 10-12 brainsick demented insane fools held the country at ransom yet again leaving the many so called leaders-politicians gazing.. making them realize their impotence and incapability. I know its kind off easy to just blame these impotent fools for everything right from infrastructure to the recent security breach. How easy isn't it???&lt;br /&gt;Every politician today might be making their own intentions and gimmicks on how to take advantage of this terror attack on Mumbai??? How to gain that extra edge over the other parties??? how??-how??-how??..!!Now each one of you would have done the same fuckin thing had u been the politicians!! Now a few might disagree saying..no am very principled.. am very honest.. i would be a honest politician..and all that crap..!! Now this is the same very person you see when caught by Traffic Police for some kinda offence.. paying 50 bucks and getting away for a offence committed which might be of 300 bucks. This very instance you forget about your honesty-about you being fair.. all you want is to be let off with the least fine. ain't u????&lt;br /&gt;And you talk about the Police being corrupt?? about the politicians being corrupt??? about the system being corrupt???.. This "You"  also refers to me..Am no saint..!!&lt;br /&gt;At the very grass root level we're making the system corrupt!! If you'd have the bloody balls and some sense of responsibility of being a citizen of India.. you would have made sure such offences won't happen..!!&lt;br /&gt;We people crib-crib-crib till we find some other strong reason to crib.&lt;br /&gt;Crib who says no???.. but crib only when you realize you're a responsible enough citizen to crib about the numerous things you feel ain't proper in our country.&lt;br /&gt;Today.. even after those hundreds of Attacks.. right from the 1993-serial-blasts to the recent 2008 Attack on Mumbai..  it'll be a day or two before people resume their normal life style to their old fast-rush-mode again pushing each other in this Rat Race.. And we refer it as the "Spirit of Mumbai"or i want to call it the "Spirit of India". Hope this Spirit induces the responsibility factor within every spirited Indian.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget,&lt;br /&gt;I started this post with the intention of paying my Tribute to the Martyrs who laid down their life fighting in the last few days, but couldn't stop myself from talking about the complete Blame game what we involve in.&lt;br /&gt;My Heartfelt Condolences to the families of all the Brave Officers and soldiers who lost their life fighting in this tragic and rather mournful incident . The Sacrifices of the 14 policeman from the Mumbai Police and 3 from the NSG will be remembered for a long-long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chief of ATS&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hemant Karkare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Additional Commissioner of Police: Ashok Kamte&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-topcopcasualties_131-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/26_November_2008_Mumbai_attacks#cite_note-topcopcasualties-131" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Encounter specialist: Vijay Salaskar&lt;sup id="cite_ref-topcopcasualties_131-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/26_November_2008_Mumbai_attacks#cite_note-topcopcasualties-131" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Senior inspector Shashank Shinde,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;NSG Commando, Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;NSG Hawaldar Chandar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;NSG Commando Hawaldar Gajendra Singh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;To every other person whose name's weren't mentioned here. Every Indian will remember you for what you did for this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i sign off.. with lumps in my throat about this complete episode hoping to see the Taj Illuminate like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/STGe9QBddwI/AAAAAAAAANM/kVzvPAPZpV8/s1600-h/Taj_Mahal_Palace_Hotel_at_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/STGe9QBddwI/AAAAAAAAANM/kVzvPAPZpV8/s320/Taj_Mahal_Palace_Hotel_at_night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274171413737862914" 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/4830375885522907692-5716336420688060104?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5716336420688060104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=5716336420688060104' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5716336420688060104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5716336420688060104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/resilient-mumbai-resilient-india.html' title='Resilient Mumbai.. Resilient India..'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/STGgQUUvbcI/AAAAAAAAANU/r711gXtJMho/s72-c/mumbai-by-the-sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-3495970326076351615</id><published>2008-11-14T17:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:22:09.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What have i done?? errr... I dont know..</title><content type='html'>I Quit..!!!&lt;br /&gt;I Quit..!!!&lt;br /&gt;I Quit..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yessss....I Quit the job which i joined 4 days back..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so badly want to poetize what i am going through right now.. i know.. i just cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. .. wil probably write soon..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sad noww.. :(.. dono.. what i did was right or wrong..!!  but i've already done it and there's no point looking back..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-3495970326076351615?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3495970326076351615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=3495970326076351615' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3495970326076351615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/3495970326076351615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-have-i-done-errr-i-dont-know.html' title='What have i done?? errr... I dont know..'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2988330162011652299</id><published>2008-11-09T00:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:48:25.149+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bengaluru to Mysooru..!!</title><content type='html'>Just as i was enjoying the moments after getting the XXtraOrdinary Blogger Award(wish it comes true somedayy)...realized.. i've to start packing to move my Habitat to Mysore. &lt;div&gt;Remember??? new job?? Ful happy?? and all...!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup.. moving to the Mysore as a part of the job training.  !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really excited about this new migration plan.. I want to post about all my Mysore-Staying-Alone-Experiences.  So everythin's done... except my packing. My mom's yelllin on the top of her voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me try do that noww... so.. Future Posts from Mysuru... :)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will miss the amazing trafiic of Bangalore.. roads of Malleswaram.. and of course.. All my friends out here..!!! heheheh... u know what?? i met all of them.. as if i was going.. Saat Samundar Paar..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they all the way came to meet me as if i was going Saat Samundar Paar..!!FUnny aint it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i love them all..!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So no more Instant-planned-Movies, Instant-planned-NightOuts, Even Instant-planned-meetings  anymore...!!! I guess.. this is the way it was meant to be..!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough now..!! feeling nostalgic??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheheh..!! this dialougues would've suited all the Geeks who just made their way to diffferent countries around the Globe. Such a post from them would have made a lot more sense right????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who cares.. !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chalo then.. Off now.. Wil post soooooon..!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao..&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw... Forgot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just Loved the Obama Winning Speech..!! What a Speech..!!Wanted to write a lot about it..!! but then you know the lazyy me..!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If anyone observed??(Top right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The President of United States Of America Loves this Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao now..!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2988330162011652299?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2988330162011652299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2988330162011652299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2988330162011652299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2988330162011652299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/11/bengaluru-to-mysooru.html' title='Bengaluru to Mysooru..!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2883296152050841539</id><published>2008-10-23T00:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-23T03:19:25.139+05:30</updated><title type='text'>heeee haaaaaaw!! :D</title><content type='html'>now first of all let me give a round of applause to myself for writing the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; post in just one week. And this has happened for the first time in my blogging career. Which i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reallly&lt;/span&gt; proud of :) .&lt;br /&gt;This particular post is dedicated to me and only me..!!&lt;br /&gt;so am gonna write about almost every damn thing.. that's popping in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haaaaaaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;what a name right??? For all you guys wondering what it means..&lt;br /&gt;its simply the expression of extreme joy and emotion evoked at the most unexpected times ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haaaaaaaw&lt;/span&gt;[1]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Dear Candidate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Thank you for attending F2F interview for the position of Software Trainee Engineer within our company. We are pleased to inform you that you are shortlisted for offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;An offer letter will be generated in the next 5-6 working days. We will keep you posted on further developments through email/ phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Have a nice evening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah!!! I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;finalllly&lt;/span&gt; got a job :) :)...!!!!Am so excited and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;happppy&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Managed to clear all the rounds quite convincingly!! Wanted to post a lot of things about my experience during the interview process and my journey to Mysore... but you know right?? am just 55 % addicted to blogging!! so 2 posts a month usually suffices my addiction..!!&lt;br /&gt;Just check after a few weeks.. you'll definitely see the percentage increase of my addiction..!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahem Ahem Ahem...so all you guys just waiting to read my posts.. will get to see me often from now on.. :)!! so just keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haaaaaaaw&lt;/span&gt;[2]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remembers 1853????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yooooo&lt;/span&gt;...!! have had two conversations with her now on Orkut till date.&lt;br /&gt;"Both of the conversations were initiated by her which is definitely a silver lining "..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; u think so????&lt;br /&gt;Quite a bit of sudden changes happening around me!!!Pretty much glad about it...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone said  "Changes happen for the good"...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- I am mentioning about 1853 after a long long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2883296152050841539?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2883296152050841539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2883296152050841539' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2883296152050841539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2883296152050841539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/heeee-haaaaaaw-d.html' title='heeee haaaaaaw!! :D'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6942311949371116800</id><published>2008-10-19T12:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:48:28.628+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freedom on a Special dayy!!!</title><content type='html'>ahhhh.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 19.. 12:07 pm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;India just went into lunch with Australia trailing at 174/7 with the danger of follow on. These scenes are very rare to watch where in the Kangaroo's are struggling to survive.&lt;br /&gt;Rossi is leading the Malaysian Grand Prix in MotoGP with Pedrosa giving it all to overtake the speed Czar with 10 laps to go.Finally..Chinese Grand Prix of Formula 1 is to kickoff in an hrs time..so will finish this post by then :).&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.. one more update.. Manchester United thrash West Brom 4-0 at the Old Trafford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this ain't the prefect way to start a post with all these sports updates and stuff...but who cares..!! this is my blog :) !!&lt;br /&gt;Have you experienced the feeling of being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let free on a special day&lt;/span&gt;..!! i mean on a very special dayy!!&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.. no.. i dint get to experience that. But had the all the privilege to observe someone enjoying such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Now this happened yday.. i was just back with my mom, sister and grandma after a pretty tiring and stressful day driving them to few relatives house in Bangalore itself. I don't understand why they call those areas where i went yday as Bangalore. They must definitely call it an Bangalore Parallel Universe or something. It takes you a mere 1 hour and forty minutes to drive there :) !!... imagine a mere 100 mins to drive to a place inside the city!!! with all the bloody traffic..!!! F***..!! All the people who have actually driven to such places at peak time will understand the pain and agony what i went through yday..!!&lt;br /&gt;ok as i entered home.. i grabbed the remote from my dad and switched the channel to Star Sports it was ManUtd's match. 2 mins were up already. I sat down on the sofa watching the Red Devils in action after 15 days or so. Just then.. my mom started yelling at me to get fresh first.. and then do what ever i wanted to do..!! yeah i know.. yelling's from moms never get into our senses whenever there's something what we like is airing on TV. I acted like i never heard anything and continued my watching TV bit. My sister mostly lazy, heard my mom yelling ..quietly went to the room to change closing the door behind her...!!.....THUD.....!!&lt;br /&gt;My mom n dad were busy discussing something.. suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;"ma ma...ma ma" my sister shouted.&lt;br /&gt;i turned towards the door.. cos that shout was pretty loud to turn heads at 10:35 pm. My grandma came running.&lt;br /&gt;"I cant open the dooor"  She added.&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking why wouldn't the door open. What a fool she is..!!&lt;br /&gt;just then i remembered...&lt;br /&gt;woah woah woah!!!&lt;br /&gt;no!!! mann!!&lt;br /&gt;I knew that there was something wrong with the lever of the door the day before and had totally forgotten about it. The door would get stuck had the door been closed. The lever would have to be ripped off.. if anyone closed the door..!! And there was my sister..stuck behind the fateful door.I got weird looks from my parents as i started explaining them how the lever had stuck and abt how i already knew abt it. Obviously i couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started panicking.. as if she was stuck in room with wild animals. I was like... Hello ppl!! chiill!! thats just a room!! she can be there till morning until we call some lock Breaker or someone. but noo..!! seeing my parents and grandma panic.. my sister too started off..&lt;br /&gt;but we could'nt help it..!! my mom started calling the carpenter..!! me and dad were busy encoding the lever.. though both of us knew that wouldn't help.&lt;br /&gt;guesss wat??&lt;br /&gt;Something to add to my parents despair was...The carpenter was busy boozing at a bar with his mates..!! and he said he could'nt make it..!! Panicking string struck again after the carpenter's reply.  I was smiling away to glory as Rooney had just scored for ManUtd. It was over 45 mins already since my sister was stuck.  All of us were wondering what had to be done.. just then my mom's phone rang again..!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw the phone.. it said.." Murthy elect calling ".&lt;br /&gt;I passed on the phone to my mom.. she answered it and just during that few seconds of the conversation.. i saw a kinda hope on her face. As she disconnected the call.. she said the Carpenter's gonna be here in half an hrs time and had directed to pass on a Hack saw blade to my sister so that she could try cut the lever till he arrived himself...Phew.. that was huge sigh of relief on my mom's and grandma's face. We did as he directed us to. And there started the lever cutting process. ##$#$... ##$@#@#..#@#@#@#$@##.. The sound was quite disturbing at 11:35 pm in the night to anyone in the neighborhood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus imagine!! yourself in her position!! i know.. not a big deal..!! :)...&lt;br /&gt;but you know why this is a big deal????&lt;br /&gt;it was her bday in 25 mins time..!! yeahhhhh... Oct 19 was her bday..!! As she continued to cut the lever mins before her bday... trying her heart out.. just to be free on her bday..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 11:55.. when the Carpenter arrived. He ripped open the lever and out was my sister at 00:15 am.&lt;br /&gt;ah ah ah!! bday of a lifetime..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freedom on a Special day Indeed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-6942311949371116800?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6942311949371116800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6942311949371116800' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6942311949371116800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6942311949371116800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedom-on-special-dayy.html' title='Freedom on a Special dayy!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-5838278238597819299</id><published>2008-09-22T17:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:50:51.404+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Black Boxes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahhahhhahha&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;div&gt;wait will tell you why am laughing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just found this thing on a blogger friend's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;webpage&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black box?????.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no no....!! its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not a concept from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VTU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prescribed&lt;/span&gt; Software &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Engg&lt;/span&gt; subject&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; worry...Though the subject &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; manages to haunt me till date...!! phew.. what a subject!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Coming to this new Black Box which i found is pretty interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my friend she says.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's how it works &lt;/span&gt;: Click on the 'decide' button and make a series of choices which will lead you to a mysterious blogger who shares your tastes and views and thinks just like you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:medium;"&gt;Now.. i did this.. as said above... and guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;that did lead me to a mysterious blogger who shares the same tastes and views as me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;he's&lt;/span&gt; 55 year old Canadian..!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436313846070834227"&gt;Check out his profile!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;now all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt;.. what kind of taste i have :)...!! very very amusing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;So u wanna try it too??? go on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 18px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);   font-family:tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" src="http://www.newloop-clients.co.uk/blog/bb_widget.swf" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="false" width="176" name="blackBoxesBlogWidget"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-5838278238597819299?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5838278238597819299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=5838278238597819299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5838278238597819299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/5838278238597819299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/black-boxes.html' title='Black Boxes..'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6866858770615488272</id><published>2008-09-16T17:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:21:21.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vestigial Thoughts-Feelings...Now what the hell is that???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Vestigial feelings???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vestigial Thoughts??? err.. sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; right????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dint even know such things existed till recently wen i read a book. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; when i got to know that such things also exist. And  these feelings have lot to do with our own self and what we really are..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Now for instance you're in this bus travelling out of town with all the excitement if you like the place you're travelling to.. or not that excited  cos your just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; there cos your mom wants you there. During this complete journey from Source X to destination Y irrespective of your present mindset you seem to go through like a ton of these Vestigial Feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're looking out of the window as the bus makes its way through the heavy blurry traffic of your city. You're mostly engrossed in your thoughts.. looking at the people around you and  in most cases observing the people outside.Like..may be A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; of four people which includes a five year old and 10month-1yr old infant... sitting on a old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; five year old 100cc bike waiting in the traffic signal right next to your bus. Just think of it!! You'll be like..Why cant he afford a car??? Where might he be heading with his family??? Where might he be working??? Look at those kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; they cute???... ... ...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now can someone tell me what hell were these thoughts all about???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it make sense??? I mean.. you'd have a million questions that would have come up in your mind in just those 120 seconds!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those thoughts have no purpose or value. You might forget them in no time. May be even before your bus halts in the next signal. And you're mind's now already busy thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt; new things that you've just seen around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as this scenario which actually i experienced a few days back makes me wonder.. was i really thinking like that???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking is one activity i rarely opt for anytime you ask me. And i do walk a few times when i feel good about something. As i started walking on the quiet roads of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Malleswaram&lt;/span&gt;..with loads of trees and Apartments everywhere as those are the typical trademarks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Malleswaram&lt;/span&gt;..!! As i kept walking slowly.. i saw this gal walking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; to me on other side of the road. Now obviously we're guys..!! come on!! what can you expect!! Vestigial thoughts flow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;right away&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt; she's cute!!!! how come i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen her before??? Which college is she from??? Is she elder to me??? or Is she still in school??? Is she heading to some house in my apartment??? Will she look at me????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Now can someone tell me what hell were these thoughts all about????  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. crush.. :)??? then these thoughts are justified!! But when you already know you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have the guts to approach her and ask the questions that just popped in your mind right now!! Then Whats the point??? That adds up again as a Vestigial Thought!!! ( though it might prove something more than just the vestigial feeling for a few)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i said.. These have no purpose or value. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just after all these thoughts.. i walk a little further and one more gal walks on the other side of the road. Now at this instant.. You've fresh thoughts!! cos she's lot more cuter than the girl you saw 5 minutes back.  So the thoughts and feelings you just had about the previous gal is gone. More like overwriting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;temporary&lt;/span&gt; memory. (*Conditions Apply) ... :)..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just the existence of something called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vestigial Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..blew my mind.. which resulted in this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad i wrote about something.. :)!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-6866858770615488272?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6866858770615488272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6866858770615488272' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6866858770615488272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6866858770615488272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/vestigial-thoughts-feelingsnow-what.html' title='Vestigial Thoughts-Feelings...Now what the hell is that???'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-1976243155804871300</id><published>2008-08-28T00:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:43:56.261+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aye Dil Hai Mushkil Jeena Yahan...</title><content type='html'>I really din't want to start off even this blog telling.. i wanted to write.. i could not... and all that crap!! let me tel you..those are my lame excuses..!!&lt;br /&gt;just that my job searching is still going on..!! though haven't been really serious about it!! but still its a extra bit of burden while you're having some bit of fun and enjoying with your other jobless friends!!&lt;br /&gt;i know i know!! its just been a month since I've graduated!! but this one month's already seemed like freakin year!! everyday wake up and wonder.... wat to do today??? movie or stay at home ??? which movie's put up at cauvery,inox or fun cinema's???&lt;br /&gt;And what adds to all my despair is that i've failed to make it to the next round of the company i wrote last week which has so decently and sweetly rejected me :).  i mean really sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait i'll just copy paste those lines..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Dear Candidate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Thank you for your participation in the written test that we had conducted on August 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Currently, we do not have a suitable position that would match your skill sets. However, we will certainly keep you in mind as new positions open up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;All the best for your future endeavors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Melanie  Barnabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet was that??? Let me see how many more sweet letters will i receive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way ..  any of you heard this song????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Aye Dil Hai Mushkil Jeena Yahan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zara Hat ke Zara Bach Ke,.. Yeh Bombay(mumbai) meri  Jaan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is originally from the movie CID.. Composed by O.P Nayyar.. Sung by Mohd. Rafi and Geetha Dutt.&lt;br /&gt;Happened to hear this song again.. in Mumbai Meri Jaan... this a new movie produced by UTV Movies and directed by Nishikanth Kamath.&lt;br /&gt;All you guyz.. go shelll out 80-100 bucks and watch this movie. Trust me.. you'll love every part of the film. Its so well scripted and directed. Every character so perfectly woven. It shows the  agony and the frustrations of every mumbaikar after the blast. Paresh Rawal who portrays a character of a 60 year old policeman "Patil saab".. steals ths show with  commendable performance by Vijay Maurya..not everyone know him..he's this side actor who's not really noticed in most of his movies plays the role of a hot blooded constable "Kadam". I can actually sit and appreciate every character and every actor of this movie cos its simply superb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you people.. am  doing my bit of advertisement for the movie because i simply think you all should watch it..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was the birthday of &lt;a href="http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/07/enough-is-enough-finally-1853.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1853&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;yesterday.. technically day before yesterday(cos itz already 1 am and and i started this new post at 11:50 pm)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!! you're right!! i'd been to college!! and the best part is.. i could'nt see her anywhere!!&lt;br /&gt;and the bestest part is i happened to see " HAPPY B'DAY" written on the roads that lead to our college wishing 1853.&lt;br /&gt;No no no!! i dint write it yaar!!! This was written by a guy from hostel..who supposedly likes her like crazy!! ya i knw!!!  only a crazy guy can do such a thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless.. i had to do my bit..!! And show my craziness also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i scrapped her :)!!! wishing her on her bday!! yeah!! scrapping her was only crazy thing i could do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.. she had to reply for the crazy thing what i'd probably done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"hey thanks a lot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold;" src="http://www.orkut.co.in/img/smiley/i_smile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m sorry for d delay!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what really caught me.. was the smiley!!! i was literally smiling away to glory after seeing her scrap!!! hehehehehh!!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually advised not to write about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1853&lt;/span&gt; by a few friends to let her fade away from my mind!! but just couldn't stop mentioning about her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i sign off this post...itz 1:40 am.. am just humming this amazing song.. check out the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Kahin building.. Kahin Traame.. Kahin motor.. Kahin Mill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milta hai yahan sab kuch, ek Milta nahi Dil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insaan ka nahin kahin Naam-o-Nishaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zara Hat ke Zara Bach ke, Yeh MumBai(Bangalore) Meri Jaan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so true!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-1976243155804871300?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1976243155804871300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=1976243155804871300' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1976243155804871300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1976243155804871300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/08/aye-dil-hai-mushkil-jeena-yahan.html' title='Aye Dil Hai Mushkil Jeena Yahan...'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6276186207205573699</id><published>2008-08-14T21:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:24:27.263+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jus like tat..!!</title><content type='html'>Greetings!!&lt;br /&gt;i know..i know.. its been weeks since i've blogged!! As always..wanted to.. but was short of certain ideas!! Anyways just finished reading a few blogs!! so its pretty much motivated me to write..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you amateur bloggers.. if u aint motivated enough to write that very day, then u better read a few blogs of you're friends or even blogs of those professional bloggers who write as if they're drinking water.. am quite sure you'll start writing within the next 20 - 25 mins.  Never mind even if they're old posts and even if you've read them once before.  Guess what.. i do that every time. For Eg.. "Give me Red" post by cheeku.. god knows how many times i've read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything pretty much calm as of now!! I've kind off rejected the Hyderabad job offer. Looking out for a one in Bangalore itself.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? its makes you demented at times.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody damn pissing off it is.. every damn friend of yours is flying to the US!! i mean every alternate friend on Orkut is Off to the US..!! It actaully makes you feel .. what the hell are you doing in India still????&lt;br /&gt;And that magnetoland which attracts so many Geeks/Nerds from our country every year is still not tired. i mean how many???&lt;br /&gt;In a way good :).. Non-Geeks like me can manage to find jobs easily!! Haven't found one still.. so all the Geeks havent gone yet!! Yo all Geeks/Nerds leave fast!!! Is anyone listening???:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya have been watching quite a few movies from the time i've finished exams. Watched Ugly and Pagli last week which i pretty much liked. Have become a great fan of Ranvir Shorey off late. A very sensible and humorous actor. And i seriously recommend his "Mixed Doubles" to everyone. Superb acting. Obviously not to the likes of Srk and all but ya very good actor in his own terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya had this Incident the other day. Had been to this shop where they repair the seat covers  of two wheelers with a friend of mine cos he had to fix his. We spoke to the shopkeeper about the type of cover to be put and agreed for 150 rupees as the totaly cost . As usual this friend of mine whose always awaiting for the moment where he could quickly grab a fag. Not a chain smoker though but can soon transform into one.  As we got involved in ur conversation, i was observing this shopkeeper who was working on the seat. As i kept watching him do the seat work.. i seemed to get interested in what he was doing. i know it was jus a re-doing of a petty torn seat. big deal right??? But you gotto believe me when i tell you that i saw this huge amount of concentration and so much interest in what ever he was doing that really attracted me to watch his actions keenly.  Mann!! Commendable!! seriously!! Every corner of the seat was deepely looked into, every stich was carefully done, every patch was correctly stuck. It was like.. 150 bucks seemed really reallly a very petty amount for the work he was  doing. Gotto appreciate him. I was really moved. And i hadnt observed it.. but my friend mankad(who seems pretty emotionless) was equally moved though he was totally engrossed in his fag. Finally impressed by his work we paid him 200 bucks  and left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its  boring to hear such words and it might even sound a little philsophical, but i'll put it this way,&lt;br /&gt;You always got so much to learn from every person you meet in your life.. may it be a 6 year old kid or 60 year old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things go unnoticed.  Or i guess its the other way round... We dont want to notice certain things?????is it???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-6276186207205573699?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6276186207205573699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6276186207205573699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6276186207205573699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6276186207205573699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/08/jus-like-tat.html' title='Jus like tat..!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-7579141041628251752</id><published>2008-07-27T18:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:09:11.952+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My first so called Business Trip!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just came back from Hyderabad after my first business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;!! yes!! my first business trip :)!!&lt;br /&gt;Excites me quite a bit because this was the first time in my life i was sent for some useful work outside Bangalore with the trip completely sponsored. Ya for the people who don't know, me n my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abhi&lt;/span&gt; were sent to Hyderabad to have a meeting with top officials of a company since they were pretty impressed by our project and wanted us to design one similar to it for them..!! Yeah it was more of a job offer than just a meeting. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reallly&lt;/span&gt; happy  when i actually heard these people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;actaully&lt;/span&gt; gonna hire us!! Mind you.. they are not just any other company which opens on the corner of every road!! They're this big construction giants in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Andhra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pradesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whhat&lt;/span&gt; really makes me go crazy is the fact that our project is taking us places. Just one project seems to be changing the world around me right now. I mean our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Khadoos&lt;/span&gt; HOD, was shocked. We did manage to impress our external and internal guides to such a level that they had no other option but to give us 99 :)!!!can u believe that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        One thing that flattered me completely was the nature and attitude of the MD of the company.!!! Mann!!! No wonder they're so successful at such a tender age. He holds such a big position and still manages to talk to every person below him with such grace and respect. Come on..who are we?? just this petty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;engg&lt;/span&gt; graduates with a little project and best part is we're not even placed. And kind off respect and importance we got was amazing..!! I was impressed!! Seriously, very few people whom you want to always look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt;. and he's certainly one of them. Hats off to you Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Naveen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                As of now the job offer is still on my mind, got to decide on it by this weekend..Few question running in my head right now..!!That's a construction company and how will it help in my career???? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; staying far away from home and working.. is it worth it???..scary!!! I know its just the matter of few years and then i can come back..but without friends and family???? should certainly give a serious thought. But the kind off hospitality what we received from that company was really impressive. Which actually makes me think of that job offer twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets c!!! how everything shapes up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya when i started this post wanted to tel about something but landed up telling more about my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone remember my cribbing during my hp days????My 1853 post explains a few of those early morning experiences!!! You cant even imagine how much i used to crib to travel 60 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kms&lt;/span&gt; daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what????? All that was worth it!!!! So so so much worth it..!!i swear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember one thing,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're cribbing doing certain things today...!! Always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;remembe&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;. each n every second of it will be worth it!! Trust ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-7579141041628251752?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7579141041628251752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=7579141041628251752' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7579141041628251752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/7579141041628251752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-so-called-business-trip-n-plgs.html' title='My first so called Business Trip!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-6989233106763231723</id><published>2008-07-20T06:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-20T08:29:46.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yippeee!!!!! Wowoohoowoowhwwowhwoho!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wohwowhohwohwowhowhowhowhwohowhow!!!&lt;/span&gt;:-) :-) :-):-):-):-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guyz am this lucky bastard in this world!!! i swear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!!! Am fuckin happppy!!!!! u cant even imagine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been telling all about 1853 from the past 1 month and cribbing each minute cursing myself that  there was not much i could do with 1853 now!!!thinking she was gone!!! i guess she did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i entered home this morning, mom happened to tell me about these new people moving into the flat on the 2nd floor!! And i was all this curious to know who they were!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 6.45 pm, and it was raining cats n dogs that day!!&lt;br /&gt;i was on a call and suddenly i heard the bell.. someone was at the door!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint want to go all the way from my room to open the door..!!  u know am this one hell of a lazy guy!! but mom was busy in the kitchen and i had to go!!&lt;br /&gt;As i neared the door...i expected it to be my dad.. and when opened i opened the door...&lt;br /&gt;i just could not believe my eyes !!!&lt;br /&gt;Fair Tall girl remember????could illuminate a room remember???&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fuck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tat was 1853!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked!!! mann!! wat was i seeing?????  1853????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was like.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Aunty idara????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was still shocked as she staretd talking!!! still not able to digest the fact that it was 1853 in front of me!! i was still looking at her.. when mom came and called her inside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second sentence wat she said was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Aunty could i get some sugar???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was totallly lost!!! She gave me this innocent smile as she she entered!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on.. i went deaf!! she was telling something and i could'nt hear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint know what was happening!!! Everything was blurring in front of my eyes!! 1853 standing in front me in a green top was fading away!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. what the hell  is happening?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no no no no!!! no!! dont tell me!! no no no!!!!&lt;br /&gt; you're right!!&lt;br /&gt;My phone was ringing out loud and i was on the bed!!! it was 6.15 in the morn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this story of 1853 was just a dream!!! just a fucking dream!!!&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit!!!&lt;br /&gt;mann!!! fuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no 1853 in my house, There were no new people moving into the top floor apartment and there was no 1853 who was talking to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL WAS A DREAM!!!!!:(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream was lovely!!! absolutely lovely!!! felt so nice seeing 1853 so close!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;phew!! ~!what a dream~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am posting this is am half sleepy.. its about 6:4o in the morn!! just thought   of telling what i just dreamt of!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalo.. i'll try  catch up with that sleep now!! who knows i might just wake up again and start writing about  a new1853 dream again!! if i get one that is..!!:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously wat a dream!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i esd&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/4830375885522907692-6989233106763231723?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6989233106763231723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=6989233106763231723' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6989233106763231723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/6989233106763231723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/07/yippeee-wowoohoowoowhwwowhwoho.html' title='Yippeee!!!!! Wowoohoowoowhwwowhwoho!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-9084529776680518036</id><published>2008-07-04T19:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:57:23.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Enough is Enough!!! Finally 1853</title><content type='html'>Am posting this may be after one and a half weeks i think.. i seriously dont know whats up with my life right now. everything seems in such a mess.. cant explain the mess am in..i mean so many things running in my head right now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to create this new post for sometime now.. but its wasn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  was so excited the day  i actually started blogging cos i badly wanted to write about 1853 and this new 1853 feeling that'd evolved in me from the past few months!!! but from the last few dayz wen ever i tried to write abt 1853.. i ran short of ideas and even the  motivation to certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i've always ended the previous few posts of mine telling about this weird number 1853 and all the unnecessary curiosity!! I've decided to write what ever's coming to my mind at this point time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK let me start off..&lt;br /&gt;i happened to see 1853 sometime in my 7th semester when this new batch of freshers had arrived. And believe me she was like any other girl in college. But ya.. anyone can notice her in a big crowd just coz of her height and complexion. i mean fair to the core. She can illuminate a dark room.. trust me..i know it pretty filmy types...but cant help it.. dint know how to put it in any other way!!! And everything was fine &amp;amp; 1853  still had not made a impact on me. 1853 started becoming conspicous each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There started this 8th semester and the  scenario completely changed. I started observing 1853 from no where.  Suddenly everything about 1853 started to look nice and beautiful. Days passed by and this project started to get onto our nerves. And i couldn't make it to college 3 days a week because I'd to go to this whole new different world  called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Electronic City"&lt;/span&gt; forcing myself to get up at 5.. "Making it to the bus stop on time to board the Hp bus became a new problem. However, i am glad, that in four months of my project, I missed the bus only twice and i guess its quite an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               I was always this guy who never attended classes and found the dumbest of the reasons with friends to bunk and go out anywhere. Even bunking and sitting in the parking lot used to be so much of fun. But as this Hp life of mine was anyway making me miss my classes on most of the days.. i was pretty happy about it. But as this 1853 feeling started.. i wanted to attend college daily.. all of a sudden the college classrooms seemed a lot of fun. I wanted to go to college and not to the weirdo-land Electronic city..!!! I used to crib crib and crib daily because i wanted to go to coll badly!! But i couldn't..!!! But whenever i did get a chance to goto coll.. i made sure i saw her that day. And this went on for 3 days a week for 5 months. I was cursing myself telling why dint i do my project in coll it self. but dint have any other option but finish off our project asap. But ya i did this crazy stuff every morning as soon as i reached office,connect the laptop, open orkut and look at her orkut profile...!!! And the best part about her profile is you know what????? nothing!! absolutely nothing!! she's not even got a picture in her album!!!! Nothin in her video list as well!!! but i like one sincere boy used to visit her orkut profile daily with the slightest of hope that i might just get a chance to view any pic of hers or even catch her online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during my encounters with 1853, luckily.. she also started to notice that there's the fat plump guy who had something special for her. I did manage to some typical filmy stuff.. like as soon as she used to take out her bike we used to follow her on our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;There were times when just getting the slightest of idea that she might come to the Atria Corner we used to rush to that place even before her and stand sipping Maaza and discuss some weird stuff as if we were the nerds of our class discussing some  dumb code or even concepts of software engineering. Just trying everything to get noticed:-)..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it did work to some extent..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had this great opportunity of seeing her pretty closely during our College Fashion Show. Ya ya ya... she did look very good and beautiful!! What else do u expect me to tell???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And days passed by my engg life was coming to an end... 4 years of the roller coaster journey was slowing down.  And we had this sendoff party thrown by the E&amp;amp;C dept juniors.. and i was totally dis-interested in attending that but from sources i got to know that 1853 was attending this party. And now i was on cloud 9...jumping with happiness.. and i somehow managed to convince my friends to go to the party  and they obliged. Love you guys for that!! and der i went ful zoom to club 99 in Kormangala wit my friends!! Went there looked out here and der and waited for abt 2 hrs.. and no signs of 1853..!!&lt;br /&gt;She was not there at the party and i suppose she never decided to come..!!:-(&lt;br /&gt;And i was cursing myself for having gone to the party straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously i could'nt become a Devdas on this pretty matter.. so started to enjoy the party..but the hope was stil der!!&lt;br /&gt;and there i met this guy.. a friend's friend.. and through our conversation got to know that even he was there only for 1853.. this guy was from her class itself and had this complete profile info about her. I mean he was too good to be behind her with lots of info about her and quite unseemingly innocent passed all the gyan to me!! And guess wat??? he even wished me luck...:-) can u believe that???&lt;br /&gt;Then was this amazing dialogue by my friend which almost influneced me to stop thinking about 1853.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rag u have 4 weeks to do wat ever you can and this little chap from her class has 4 years"&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe.!!! so bloody true!!!!! And I'd almost given up the hope after this day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz her exams now.. and i've been pulling my friends Abhi, Bind and Sang to coll when ever 1853 has exams just to see her. These ppl hav been my close buddies helping me with 1853 sincerely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this day wen i logged on to orkut as always job less and lazy.. As the page loaded..&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked!!!!!!!!!!!! Shock of my life hit me!!!! guess what?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any guesses?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1853 had visited my profile!!!! Yeah!!!! i was jumping with happiness..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing i did was messaged my friends straight away about this!! And  my friends asked me to send a friend request !!! i was hesitant!!! coz i've seen my sister getting unknown friend requests and she rejects them even without seeing who the guy is!!&lt;br /&gt;i dint want to be one of them!!! so was very cautious about it!!! My friends managed to convince me to send a friend request!!  And this time i did!! i did send a friend request!!! Hoping her to accept it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was logging in every half an hour just to see if she had accepted. And guess what she was online and she had'nt still accepted it..!!! Her scraps were continuously increasing but still she had'nt accepted the request.. now seeing this. i started to think if it was really riight to send her the friend request or was it right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching a movie called 1408 that evening.. thats this reallly scary movie!! was jus reaching the end of the movie..just then i switched to orkut and refreshed the page and switched to back to my movie.. in that 4 seconds gap of refreshing i suddenly saw this new profile pic in my friend list!! i was like dumbstruck for a second and could'nt quite believe what i was reallly seeing.!! yes!! 1853 had indeed accepted my request.!! i was on cloud 9!!! very much on cloud 9!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i immediately scrapped asking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hows u?? how r ur exams goin????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from then on its just been one sided questionaire..!! i ask she answers..and no questions from her side asking wat abt u?? nothin!!!!!! best part is only 1 scrap a day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u can stil find her in my scrapbook!!! got 1 scrap today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now!! my hopes have gone down the drain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see!! how everythin shapes up!!! fingers crossed!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering why 1853 of all the numbers to refer to that girl???right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1853 is the registration number of her activa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-9084529776680518036?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/9084529776680518036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=9084529776680518036' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/9084529776680518036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/9084529776680518036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/07/enough-is-enough-finally-1853.html' title='Enough is Enough!!! Finally 1853'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-2969126796859767234</id><published>2008-06-27T00:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:59:13.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>God and the Undefined feeeling!!!</title><content type='html'>guys...am so excited that am writing again. So i don't actually care about the things i write from now on cos  as long as i know about the thing &amp;amp; feel better about writing about the thing, then who the hell can stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weird thinking has been induced into me from the past few years i guess from the time i went past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God and the Undefined Feeling"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;What do you think God is??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Whom do you think God is??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Why on earth do you go to a temple thinking God will help you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Whats this feeling that creeps in only when you are in trouble???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Why do you think God can do wonders??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Whats the feeling that surrounds you when you want something really badly????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????????Confused????????????? right???!!!  Am too myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the time we were this little tots we were been taught or been forced to do certain things that we could never understand, may be for instance join our hands,bend in front of a picture or a idol or even a person in a few cases and made to ask for favours which look so misleading as a child when you don't really seem to get things what you asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as i've grown up in this Hindu family(i hate mentioning religions,caste n whatever crap man has divided himself to..)  of mine,  the past feelings as a child towards god has changed and changed pretty interestingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been through school, then +2 and now pretty much done with the Professional college life too!!! and i am still not sure on what point will all people on this earth agree where i propose something about GOd and everyone just says yes! you're right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person I've ever met in my life has his own perspective about god and few of them don't even have one!! I asked this friend of mine. where is god?? he threw past a reply without even a doubt..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"in the temple"&lt;/span&gt;!! Now who on earth told him god was there???? I certainly know god's Idol is out there!! but where's god??? and hey he had no answer to that!! not that i was testing people's knowledge about god and all that surrounding him, but i myself wanted to figure what's that people think when they're pretty much grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i happened to ask This other group of friends who have a totally different opinion!! They boldly and quite happily said there's nothin called God!!! and even if it does exist... i don't Believe it !! This statement from our so called dude's is pretty much a statement that even effects the ones who have their own other take on that!!  Now how the hell do i continue this conversation with this group of friends or duuuuuudeee's!! Who hardly seem to convince me with their answers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked parents. they say God's everything.. just Pray he'll help you!! How convincing was that????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'd already thought of it my way when all this was happening!! so from 18th yr to the 20th year was just the years of unknowing analysis of this topic..!! i never really thought of it seriously.. but then it was happening daily and i was coming to a conclusion after all that unknowing uninteresting analysis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats this god thing all about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i put it this way!!&lt;br /&gt;You want to think of someone who's always with you in whatever you do!! tats GOD&lt;br /&gt;You trust him thinking he'll turn up to you when ever you need, even when your close ones dont!!! tats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think someone's listening to all your &lt;span class="equals"&gt;petty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="equals"&gt;inappreciable demands wishing it to be fullfilled!!! &lt;/span&gt; tats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; is the one, whom..... you think he is!!! One can even call his so called "Good Luck" as God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"All lies in Your Interpretation!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its this Unbelievable feeling  of immense satisfaction and belief tat actually makes you feel Come on Yaar!! he's there!! No matter what happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're happy and satisfied with what you are doing and getting!! Dont Stop!! Continue with your belief or Disbelief with God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i just defined or interpreted my Interpretation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upto you to make your interpretation as Positive   as you really want it to be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo then!! my 2nd post :)  comes to an end!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry could'nt think  about how to put the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1853&lt;/span&gt; feeling into words!! but will surely post it next very sooon!!&lt;br /&gt;so the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1853 &lt;/span&gt;build up continues.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo time to hit the bed!!&lt;br /&gt;ciao take care!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-2969126796859767234?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2969126796859767234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=2969126796859767234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2969126796859767234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/2969126796859767234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-and-undefined-feeeling.html' title='God and the Undefined feeeling!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830375885522907692.post-1650506358645888797</id><published>2008-06-24T21:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:39:28.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My first Blog'/><title type='text'>My first ever blog!!!!</title><content type='html'>So here i am writing my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First ever blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No no no dont stop reading. Give this 1st timer a chance..!! read on!!Dont really know whether i can write. But all thanks to my friend &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Cheeku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(srikanth)&lt;/span&gt; who actually inspired me to get into this form of rare Web art. But am quite impressed the blogs cheeku writes, its so much fun and embraces u as u read on. You can actually imagine how it would've actually happened when goes on to tel his experience. So all credits to him.&lt;br /&gt;As i was typing this line, my neighbour interrupted asking for some help regarding setting up his internet and some other matters with his comp. I actually did stop writing my First blog half way and went for his help!!! Can u believe it??? I've been appreciating blogs n cheeku n me gettin influenced and like one dumbass left this precious first blog mid way and went for dat nerd's(neighbour) rescue. Oh ya he's one big nerd though 2 yrs younger to me does quite well in academics unlike me. And it wasnt worth one bit!!! he seems to call me and finds solutions on his own..!! so it felt like was he testing my knowledge or improving his!! quite unclear!!&lt;br /&gt;Lets push tat thing apart n continue wit the discussion of my new blog writing career!! and u knw wat..???feeling quite delighted tat i've actually managed to write a blog!! Wich i surely think is one or looks like one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;"My first blog" &lt;/strong&gt;as i dearly name it!! cos i really wote in abt&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2 hrs 45 mins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. wich is pretty good for a fresh blogger i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be wil write soon abt this new thing in my head... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1853&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my world's presently all around 1853.. so !! wil be back soooooon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4830375885522907692-1650506358645888797?l=kyakahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1650506358645888797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4830375885522907692&amp;postID=1650506358645888797' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1650506358645888797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4830375885522907692/posts/default/1650506358645888797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyakahoon.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-ever-blog.html' title='My first ever blog!!!!'/><author><name>Rag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11582137969459170533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fUBnjGUjpw/SIyx7Rwi79I/AAAAAAAAADI/KIDRYnMqknQ/S220/rag.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
