<?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-14263384</id><updated>2011-07-29T11:47:58.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Living Life... Loving Life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-3129684966486446969</id><published>2010-08-02T17:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:21:57.841+05:30</updated><title type='text'>As I turned 9497 days today...,</title><content type='html'>As I turned 9497 days today, I look back at life and can summarize it as  follows: I got my share of ups and downs, memorable moments and living  nightmares, things I got from life and things I lost to life, good  people and the rest of the world, crushes and heartbreaks, a broken back  but a strong will, good friends and barely any foes, occasional unrest  in the mind but a strong control over emotions, an educational and  career track that has been a roller coaster ride: literally, people that  made me feel good about myself and people that drove me mad, awesome  food and ice creams, some hobbies that I'm really passionate about but  lack of finances to fully pursue them, dreams and desires that are yet  to be fulfilled, not being noticed by the girls I want to be noticed by  and the opposite, misunderstanding and being misunderstood , being  occasionally selfish but always trying on being a good listener and a  good friend and finally having so many friend that took the time out to  wish me a Happy Birthday. Not bad eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so much for the wishes and to all those who have wished me  and to those who have not, I wish you all a very Happy friendship day  and a wonderful life!! Cheers! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-3056259870145085609?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3056259870145085609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=3056259870145085609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/3056259870145085609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/3056259870145085609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-night-while-i-was-lying-on-my-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2204/2206911282_5aa67939b4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-5612536055026287259</id><published>2010-02-27T18:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:58:15.814+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pETkDDNdfXbZcp3q27nXdQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCPjPoc-mvZFU&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S4kZSYFAV-I/AAAAAAAAADg/0t4syDjpzQc/s800/IMG_0514.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize I liked travelling so much until I finally did go on a long due trip. It was good to be in a train travelling to Bangalore (Bengalooru) to my uncle's place... something I used to do a lot as a kid. I love train journeys. There's something I like travelling sitting face to face with strangers., eating food packed from home., occasionally sharing it with the strangers who might not seem so 'strange' after a while., sitting back by the wind watching the scenery change.., feeling slightly safer than in a bus or a plane. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I had more time to travel more with my family or friends. Everybody is just too busy nowadays.. sad state of life., &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-5612536055026287259?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5612536055026287259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=5612536055026287259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/5612536055026287259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/5612536055026287259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-didnt-realize-i-liked-travelling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S4kZSYFAV-I/AAAAAAAAADg/0t4syDjpzQc/s72-c/IMG_0514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-7843154542191755319</id><published>2010-02-05T01:04:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:59:28.447+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Attachment....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2spSjGGyPI/AAAAAAAAACY/mnfsxdnwOlw/s800/many-me-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 336px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434481551604060914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.... anybody's strength or weakness. As a kid when I read about sadhu's or ascetics talking about renouncing everything they had, I laughed. Why would anyone give up what they like for some 'spiritual or intellectual gain' they 'might' achieve. I now realize it is much more simple than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get attached to people/things and your problems start because you're always worried about how to keep them, how to guard them or what would happen if you lose them. There.... is your weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get attached to people/things and you now have a reason to fight for, live and treasure. There's nothing more satisfying than having people you can call your own and things that you own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very attached to my previous work place and the people there... a few more so than others. Even though I was dying to get out of the routine work, the last few days were very emotional. Should you let emotions come in the way of practical decisions... ? This time I didn't... it is all for the good I said to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I find myself a new job or new friends or both... I feel a bit alone... even with three other 'me's !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-7843154542191755319?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7843154542191755319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=7843154542191755319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7843154542191755319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7843154542191755319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2010/02/attachment.html' title='Attachment....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2spSjGGyPI/AAAAAAAAACY/mnfsxdnwOlw/s72-c/many-me-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-42720590952257089</id><published>2009-04-12T17:13:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:00:25.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Yellow Chilli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cgNTOao1v2Tq3ttIXCb3UA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJqqtcLs6v2mMw&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MYYRUpQZ9n4/SeHTiZ0A0lI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FTEA9VhaXK4/s800/IMG_0007.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Have I already eaten the tastiest food I could have eaten or is it that restaurants nowadays don't make that good food ? Every time I go out for lunch or dinner, I come out with my tummy full and my pockets lighter, but not much of satisfaction. One such place i went to recently was The Yellow Chilli. Don't get me wrong, i'm not talking bad about the food. It's alright. I had the buffet so couldn't really taste everything on the menu, but sure got a taste of what the food is like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some dishes were very very good, some very forgettable. The ambience was certainly something I will remember about the place. Well, if I keep complaining about every place I eat, I probably will end up with no place to go. Forgetting the very very dry biryani I had there, the place is surely something you can try out the next time you go out with friends ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-42720590952257089?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/42720590952257089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=42720590952257089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/42720590952257089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/42720590952257089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2009/04/yellow-chilli.html' title='The Yellow Chilli'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MYYRUpQZ9n4/SeHTiZ0A0lI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FTEA9VhaXK4/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-1499310238982743566</id><published>2009-03-10T20:19:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:01:21.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Maaaan... 24 hours is just not enough !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/3332/gangg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/3332/gangg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know..  Who hasn't given this excuse for not being regular on the blog ? I won't lie. There had been a lot of things happening in my life during the past few months, but not so many that I would hae to ignore my beloved blog. I just got lazy. Wanted to make full use of the free time I got, to just sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has not even been two years into my work and I'm already exhausted !! Not because I work that much, but this work's been taking away time from my other interests and other parts of my life. That is also one of the reasons i'm single... it's true !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have my share of fun, but again, it wasn't relaxing. It had to planned, organized and executed, like an official meeting. But, once we got started, I forgot all my worries and pains. Feels good to be with friends, no matter what you do together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-1499310238982743566?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1499310238982743566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=1499310238982743566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1499310238982743566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1499310238982743566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2009/03/maaaan-24-hours-is-just-not-enough.html' title='Maaaan... 24 hours is just not enough !!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-4033529578033779608</id><published>2008-08-09T23:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:03:27.964+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Give me rain... give me pain... I'll still live life... love life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/komalthecoolk/2746624348/" title="Give me rain... give me pain... I'll still live life... love life.... by komalthecoolk, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/2746624348_63c57fc2fe_o.jpg" width="600" alt="Give me rain... give me pain... I'll still live life... love life...." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those people who lie that they love rains. I hate them. They make life miserable for many people trying to go on about their daily lives. They cause destruction wherever they go. But again, they sustain life on our planet and the mood that rains set, that just cannot be matched by anything else. I was at home all today and most probably will be home all day tomorrow too as someone up in the skies above forgot to turn off the taps! It's raining just too bad to go out and do anything. Of course, I took the advantage of the atmosphere to get a very rainy-moody-lost-in-my-world kind of shot. Who doesn't love rains ? &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-4033529578033779608?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4033529578033779608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=4033529578033779608&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/4033529578033779608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/4033529578033779608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/08/give-me-rain-give-me-pain-ill-still.html' title='Give me rain... give me pain... I&apos;ll still live life... love life....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-8086368912708715402</id><published>2008-06-21T23:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:46:18.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cold Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/1/20/667607/IMG_0624copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214391119809818818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="640" alt="" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/1/20/667607/IMG_0624copy.JPG" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Innovativeness seems to be a sure way to success.., professional or personal. I've been to quite a few coffee cafes a lot many times and it was only the last time i thought.. who would have thought coffee could be had cold and who would have thought that could turn into a craze (a tasty one) and lots of business could have been done off of it. Cheers to the mind who thought of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-8086368912708715402?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8086368912708715402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=8086368912708715402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/8086368912708715402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/8086368912708715402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/06/cold-coffee.html' title='Cold Coffee'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-7948071797228066098</id><published>2008-06-15T19:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:57:33.863+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8825/img05526rj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="600" alt="" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8825/img05526rj4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to roam the streets of Hyderabad past midnight and do just nothing. Life is not fun when you always have to do something. But again, we didnt want the police to come and tell us to go home or drown my new camera in the rain. So we went back home and guess what we did... nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-7948071797228066098?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7948071797228066098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=7948071797228066098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7948071797228066098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7948071797228066098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-is-fun.html' title='Nothing is fun'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-6523396978349203085</id><published>2008-06-12T20:07:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:31:26.862+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In Nill I trust...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/8723/backstabzr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211004449985822770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="450" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/SFE08CxigDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/lVK6pggWMpo/s400/backstab2.jpg" width="600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the kind of people around me, it's kind of hard to trust anybody.. even your own self ! I've had countless posts on trust on my blog and that's just very very important to me. I am kind of ruthless to people who break trust and they just have to get the punishment they deserve. Don't they ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-6523396978349203085?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6523396978349203085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=6523396978349203085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/6523396978349203085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/6523396978349203085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-nill-i-trust.html' title='In Nill I trust...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/SFE08CxigDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/lVK6pggWMpo/s72-c/backstab2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-7355209515486521695</id><published>2008-06-09T08:25:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:09:09.744+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boys Night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/komalthecoolk/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9-6-2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y13/komalthecoolk/9-6-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a slightly better day out than all those routine dinners at all those different places but with the same food. My friends who've been abroad for an year now are in town and all of us decided to do something fun tonight and decided to go bowling. Of course, many others in Hyderabad had the same idea and the bowling alley wasn't free for quite a long . But again, small hindrances couldn't come in the way of our boys night out. We played pool instead and it was good fun. Of course, I was having fun in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time constraints take out all the 'fun' out of the fun time and everytime there's one dude who has to go home early. Damn ! I don't know when will all of us grow up !?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-7355209515486521695?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7355209515486521695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=7355209515486521695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7355209515486521695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7355209515486521695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-night-out.html' title='Boys Night out'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-4780105688771744938</id><published>2008-03-17T05:53:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-17T06:28:21.545+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tests...,</title><content type='html'>Tests are everywhere.., no.., you didn't get rid of them when u finished ur schooling or your college. You're constantly tested in life, by teachers in schools n colleges, by your newspaper when you're solving puzzles, your patience tested by other motorists on the road and also every single day, by life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an exam too, a serious one, one whose results would have pretty bad consequences on somebody's life. I had an evaluation exam at work. Though I wasn't a part of the group of test takers, I was asked to give it anyways. I did n I did it good. To be honest, it was pretty scary taking a test that could result in someone going home without a job, someone's life changing JUST LIKE THAT. But, I'm glad I took the test, I realised that I was important to my organization and I wasn't invinsible but my job couldn't be terminated just like that. It also made me feel guilty that I'm not standing up to the expectations of my seniors. I have to work on it and do something about it and this time, unlike other times, don't plan to just say it but do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, I caught up with some old friends. To be honest, as always, initially I was happy but not 'excited' 'cause I'm not really the partying and outing types and they were, but, at the end of the day I'm happy that we did meet. It was good fun. I got to go to places that I wouldn't go with my other friends, had DUNCH (which is supposed to be an extremely late lunch, just short of dinner) with them, shared a few good , a pretty fun evening I can conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work's killing my social life pretty bad. I wan't to reclaim it back. It's important for everyone who's doing anything to take care that one part of your life shouldn't overshadow everything else. Take out some time for yourself and do things that you like to do or always wanted to do. Then, you can start living life and loving life like I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-4780105688771744938?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4780105688771744938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=4780105688771744938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/4780105688771744938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/4780105688771744938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/03/tests.html' title='Tests...,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-1506285769255543062</id><published>2008-02-06T09:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:20:59.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Tonic..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It was very hard waking up.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I needed a GLASS full of strong coffee., not just a cup.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I helped out a friend with his project.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the idea turned out to be pretty good., if not perfect.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaved neatly., took my bath with the good old cinthol soap.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make a good impression at my presentation is my only hope., &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm working towards getting a better pay.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not greedy.., no way., &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;better pay always means better appreciation.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course., with that comes a lot of pressure n expectation.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not a workaholic.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just like to be known for the good things i do., that's my tonic :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-1506285769255543062?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1506285769255543062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=1506285769255543062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1506285769255543062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1506285769255543062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-tonic.html' title='My Tonic..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-7786108042934383218</id><published>2007-12-14T13:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:54:20.515+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Try n try.., till u like it.</title><content type='html'>My career planning was the worst anybody could have ever planned. I graduated in one field, aimed 4 higher studies in another field n ended up working in another field. I always dreamed of pay packages so high that there were some nights I spent thinking about what I would do with all the money ! I always dreamed of working in a creative industry where I would sit in my office, chewing the pencil, my creative juices flowing, me coming up with a gr8 idea, that idea bringing my company loads of money n me getting everybody's applause n a small part of that money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things didn't turn out the way I planned/dreamed. They never do. I'm working in a totally technical field. I never thought I'd wear formals, now I do. I never thought I'd work for such a low pay package,now I do. I never thought that I'll be teaching anybody, now I do, well... partly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what. Inspite of all that, I'm loving my job. I really do. Think about it, you'll never really know if you like something unless you've tried it. I tried it, thank god, n I like it. Money'll come.., sooner or later., but how many ppl look forward to working everyday? I know I do ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not right to just go 4 everything u come across , but it won't hurt to give it a try, n who knows...., that one trial can change ur entire life !!! Happy experimenting ppl !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-7786108042934383218?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7786108042934383218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=7786108042934383218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7786108042934383218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/7786108042934383218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/12/try-n-try-till-u-like-it.html' title='Try n try.., till u like it.'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-6702623236788071581</id><published>2007-08-12T12:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:57:13.358+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Choices n confusion ..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can imagine just how peaceful the lives of ancient men and women were in the pre-historic times. Their secret was simple. They had less choices to choose from in everyday life. Though they didnt have all the luxuries and tools that we have today, which by the way are also among the reasons for the confusion that choices create, I'm sure their life was way smoother than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the confusion that choices create, I've been a very confused person lately and I'm not enjoying it. It took me three freaking hours to choose ONE pair of clothes and mind you, I'm not really a fashion conscious person. It's taking me and my dad almost a week to choose a good cell phone. (We still haven't made a final choice.) It takes me 15-20 mins to pick a movie when I go to the movie rental parlor. It takes forever to choose a gift for somebody. It's a brain racking and (in a way) life threatening choice to decide on what you want your career to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of funny that life becomes both organized and confusing because of the many choices we have. Too many choices give enough options to pick something from so that we can almost have exactly what we want but again considering too many options certainly doesn't go easy on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I chose to write (I actually made a choice within a minute on this one !!! yaay ! ) about this topic was the confusion I was in about the topics I wanted to write on. I wanted to but I decided not to write about possible solutions to deal with confusion because everybody has their own way of dealing with it or atleast they'll learn with experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my blog to a new level, may be a photoblog, or a blog on social issues, or a cookbook blog or continue just the way it is ? Hmm...... I'm confused..., again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/1650/kksl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-6702623236788071581?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6702623236788071581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=6702623236788071581&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/6702623236788071581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/6702623236788071581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/08/choices-n-confusion.html' title='Choices n confusion ..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-8180463926253508261</id><published>2007-07-26T22:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:00:27.278+05:30</updated><title type='text'>We DO need some PROPER EDUCATION...,</title><content type='html'>I've been so inactive on my blog that I missed out on it's second birthday on the 7th of July. Well.., it's never too late.., Belated Birthday wishes to my Beautiful Beloved Blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not so regular ? Blogger's block ? Naah.., it's not that I dont have anything to write., it's like I wanna take it slow ., compose myself., take notice of wat's happening in and around my life., do some soul searching., improve myself and other stuff that many gr8 celebrities do when they're not to be seen around for a few days and one day then come back with a bang. I'm not even remotely hinting that I see myself as a celebrity but I sure like the coming-back-with-a-bang thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so badly wanted to write about global warming and write a huge list of what-to-do's and what-not-to-do's. The message is clear. Do everything you can to save earth. We got no other place to go to. We don't have much time on our hands. Halfway through the post I realised that we've been reading and hearing this stuff since school days and that's what we do. We hear., we don't really listen. So to really make you LISTEN (and see)., I got this video for you. Hope it inspires you to not just make decisions but to act on them. You don't have to jump off building like these kids., but you can definitely take them as an inspiration to take a step forward for the cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/homfpyyiC5s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/homfpyyiC5s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should also check this video out. Though not completely the same theme., but this goes hand in hand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sgycukafqQ"&gt;What I've done: Linkin Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-8180463926253508261?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8180463926253508261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=8180463926253508261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/8180463926253508261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/8180463926253508261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-do-need-some-proper-education.html' title='We DO need some PROPER EDUCATION...,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-410276495117153981</id><published>2007-06-01T00:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:12:23.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Can't good ppl have fun ???</title><content type='html'>As we go out almost every weekend after weekend., my friends n me realise that that are not many things that people without bad habits can do for fun ! I mean., think about it., we don't smoke., we stay away from booze., we don't really enjoy standing on the sidewalk n pass comments on girls passing by. What else do good people have left to do for fun !? Ok., I see ur suggestions coming., like., watch a movie., go for a nice dinner. Been there., done that., again n again n again ! 'Having fun' on weekends has also become a test of patience ., so as to not get bored by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also lil' things like not visiting local tourists spots coz we remember the visits from our childhood during school days where even during a trip to the zoo or a park we had to form and walk in lines and obey the rules n all such crap. I wanna break away from the label that is thrust upon these places as places for tourists n kids only. I just wish my friends would think the same way I do n try have some different kind of fun for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be sulky crying about the bad stuff happening in life. That stuff is always with us., I wanna focus really on the fun part of life. I'd like YOU to suggest me some fun things you can do with friends that are different from the regular movie n food stuff that we every weekend. I might not be able to gift the best answer with a holiday package ., but I will surely remember and thank you when I 'have a blast' the next &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-410276495117153981?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/410276495117153981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=410276495117153981&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/410276495117153981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/410276495117153981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-good-ppl-have-fun.html' title='Can&apos;t good ppl have fun ???'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-1517367936300449442</id><published>2007-05-08T23:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:07:24.945+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Which bus goes to where I wanna go ??</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since the last serious post before all the reviews and videos I posted to fill up some space on my blog... I dont think I need to apologize coz not only is it against the blogging 'rules' but., I blog or not ., life goes on. What's going on in life ? Apart from being roasted in my house coz of this unusually hot summer, my brain's getting heated up from another kind of heat.., the heat that comes from trying to cram more than 2000 pages of computer stuff that I am familiar with since only a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about how much detail I wanna go into but this is like my present situation. There are different bus-stops a few feet from each other and at each stop, stop buses that would take me to different places in life. I've been running to one stop while missing buses in another. I come back here and I miss a bus in the prev stop. Phew! Tuff life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you got wat I mean, may be you can offer me a suggestion. If you didnt get wat I said, welcome back to one of those many posts on my blog that you didnt understand but were nice enough to pretend that you did and left me a nice comment !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-1517367936300449442?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1517367936300449442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=1517367936300449442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1517367936300449442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/1517367936300449442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/05/which-bus-goes-to-where-i-wanna-go.html' title='Which bus goes to where I wanna go ??'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-9189443698790635066</id><published>2007-03-02T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:52:26.167+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Driving on the streets of HYD.. not for the faint hearted !</title><content type='html'>Since I am in the mood for video blogging., here's one video that I've been wanting to make from a long time., somebody's done it already and has done a good job. There's no stoppin this guy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/144mJc5_8jA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/144mJc5_8jA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-9189443698790635066?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/9189443698790635066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=9189443698790635066&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/9189443698790635066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/9189443698790635066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/03/driving-on-streets-of-hyd-not-for-faint.html' title='Driving on the streets of HYD.. not for the faint hearted !'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-5661318071325192102</id><published>2007-02-26T14:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:53:45.774+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I miss those good old days....,</title><content type='html'>...., when it ws nothing but fun.., i mite hav posted this already., but am doing it again., to remember those good old days..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin AdBrite Video Code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="400" height="360" id="abPlayerObj" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vid.adbrite.com/video/abplayer.swf?&amp;vid=2556&amp;og=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vid.adbrite.com/video/abplayer.swf?&amp;vid=2556&amp;og=1" quality="best" width="400" height="360" name="abPlayerObj" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End AdBrite Video Code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-5661318071325192102?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5661318071325192102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=5661318071325192102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/5661318071325192102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/5661318071325192102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-miss-those-good-old-days.html' title='I miss those good old days....,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-117204387882045401</id><published>2007-02-21T13:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:46:52.477+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BharathStudent.com : The young soul of India</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="79" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/1070/bharatstudentlogose9.gif" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us have must heard or experienced our careers &lt;strong&gt;break &lt;/strong&gt;‘cause of us spending our ‘productive’ time at work on online communities. Now, here’s one that will &lt;strong&gt;MAKE &lt;/strong&gt;your career while you sit make friends, chat and watch videos. “Wait a minute.., videos?? Which community is that” you say!? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m talking about the new online community, &lt;a href="http://www.bharatstudent.com/index.php?refcode=196xml"&gt;Bharathstudent.com&lt;/a&gt;. Before I write what I think of it, I will put a pre-review for you in one line. For me, it’s like orkut + googlevideo/youtube + naukri/monster/timesjobs. Yes, it’s true., you got all that on one site and all in your reach once you’re a member through a &lt;a href="http://www.bharatstudent.com/index.php?refcode=196xml"&gt;free registration&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, here’s a little about the portal. The site’s look and feel is quite decent, neat and easy to navigate. It has different sections like Friends, Gangs (groups/communities), Bharath Café, Study abroad, Campus TV, Girls only and Earn Part Time (you can work parttime for the portal n earn money). It’s targeted at the youth, like every other community or even jobsite. But the inclusion of careers and ‘study abroad’ sections gives me the impression that this is not just another portal to pass time but a serious attempt to entertain and also help the youth of our country with their careers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is where you search for your friends and add them (why? I donno, but ppl love doing that on all communities) and also make new friends according to whatever you look for in a friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gangs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the familiar groups/communities section where there are hundreds of communities under all possible categories where you can join and discuss about topics of common interest. I know quite a few people who join communities just so that they can learn stuff from the communities or GANGS. I’m so proud of them ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bharath Café&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This, you can call as an Indian version of the Youtube or Google Video where you got Latest news, gossips, wallpapers and videos in regional languages. But this is where I was disappointed, the videos uploaded here are exclusive from &lt;a href="http://www.bharatstudent.com/index.php?refcode=196xml"&gt;Bharathstudent.com&lt;/a&gt; only and we are not allowed to upload any. Aww shucks ! Oh wait., I’ve just been informed that we can upload our own videos in &lt;a href="http://bharatstudent.com/ctv/campustv.php"&gt;another section&lt;/a&gt;. These videos are also good enough to pass some time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Study Abroad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hundreds of students from India migrate to other countries in search of an independent life and good education. The reason why they leave India to go to another country is not known to me, but I’m sure they are pretty strong to put in such huge investment in going to a foreign nation and studying there for two long years. &lt;a href="http://www.bharatstudent.com/index.php?refcode=196xml"&gt;Bharath Student&lt;/a&gt; have decided to help them out regarding their information about various colleges abroad, profile reviewing and Visa consultation and of course there’s the forum where students can help each other out. It’s pretty hard to get all this info online at one single place and this is what I liked about Bharath Student.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Campus TV&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Aah., now here’s the section I’ve been talking about., THIS is where you can upload your videos to share with everybody. You can do so under different given sections. What’s more exciting is that you can win gifts by uploading videos from or about your college campus. You also get 100 bucks for every 1000 views for each campus video. Good start for amateur video makers eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girls Only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is a section exclusively for girls. Here you got ‘Profile of the week’, ‘Recipe of the day’, ‘Powerful Women’, ‘Tip of the day’, ‘Product reviews’ and Featured articles and discussions. I wish they had a guy’s section too. Oh well.., this portal’s still cool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve got invitations from tens of online communities and I don’t even bother to register ‘cause they’re all the same. I did register for this immediately ‘cause the home page of the site says it all.., talks about all the stuff the site has to offer and I don’t regret joining this ‘cause it’s worth it. It’s free.., it’s fun and it’s useful too. &lt;a href="http://www.bharatstudent.com/index.php?refcode=196xml"&gt;Try it&lt;/a&gt;.., it’s definitely worth trying. I would like to know your thoughts about what you think about the portal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-117204387882045401?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/117204387882045401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=117204387882045401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117204387882045401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117204387882045401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/02/bharathstudentcom-young-soul-of-india_21.html' title='BharathStudent.com : The young soul of India'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-117143839159844806</id><published>2007-02-14T12:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-14T13:03:11.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Valentines mssg tips....</title><content type='html'>I know, the search engines must be really running on full load today with lovers frantickly searching for 'romantic' messages or sms's that they can just copy and send to their loved ones in hope of impressing them. Well, it works most of the time but imagine if a casual friend has already forwarded the same message to your loved one before you ! Oops ! U don't want that do you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always noticed that compared to when I send forwarded goodmorning or goodnight wishes, I get more replies from my friends when I sent them personalised wishes. I suggest you do the same for V-day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really thaaat hard. You don't need fancy words or lines that look like they were lifted off Elton John or Celine Dion's romantic singles. Write down something you really want to say or express, edit it and shorten it to the right size and send it with both your names. Mentioning names adds a personal touch that a fwd sms can never have. If you girl/boy friend's cool and don't mind you being goofy or funny, make up a four line poem with rhyming words and be jussst a little funny. It'll work gr8 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck with your impressing and wish you a very happy Valentines day !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-117143839159844806?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/117143839159844806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=117143839159844806&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117143839159844806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117143839159844806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-mssg-tips.html' title='Valentines mssg tips....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-117108599063521252</id><published>2007-02-10T11:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:09:50.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Salaam-e-Ishq: The review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MYYRUpQZ9n4/Rc1ZMAWsfJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/twRp_rUTHSA/s1600-h/salaam_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029774421631204498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MYYRUpQZ9n4/Rc1ZMAWsfJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/twRp_rUTHSA/s320/salaam_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I saw the promo of this movie and saw the huge collection of stars in this one single movie, I was very excited. All those stars and none that I can call my favorite but, I just knew that so many stories with so many stars packed into one single movie can only mean lots to see and no place for boredom and to add to my excitement, the songs also seemed full of melody and energy. Mmmm.... just the way I like them! I said to myself, ‘Dude, you CANNOT miss that movie!’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reviews that I got from all my friends that the movie is sick n horrible and many more adjectives that you would not generally use for a movie kind of got me worried. After I saw the movie, I was disappointed, disappointed that my friends don’t really have a good taste. I enjoyed the movie, from titles to titles. Yup! If you’ve seen the movie and disagree with me, read why I said what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to tell my friends that I hate love stories when I actually hate love stories that are very regular, very bollywood and nothing that makes it stand out. Well, this one’s anything but that and that’s why I liked it. I liked the idea of putting six different stories in one movie. I liked the idea of having different love stories that we don’t usually see in bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love stories that start off with marriage and go the other way around. Stories where you have your loved one with you, but she doesn’t remember you, seen memory loss stories in bollywood before? This one’s been dealt different! Love stories where you work hard to help the one you love find somebody else she loves. Love stories where life is a movie story and you just cannot help but follow the script. Love stories where you realize you’re not ready for commitment a little too late. Love stories where you have everything in life but want ‘just that little’ more which can cost you everything you already have. Stories where you can’t do what you wanna do with/to your loved one (this one’s really fun!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing review isn’t it? I’m not gonna give away the story (or stories) to you just like that but, I’ll tell you this. The idea of having six different stories that are very different from each other but kind of subtly connect to each other and having them alternate throughout the movie without boring us with one loooong story is really nice. Although it’s a three hour and 36 min long movie, I personally didn’t get bored for a minute in the movie. The songs only add more plus points to my personal impression about the movie and my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t go expecting a typical one long love story, get yourself a big bag of popcorn, sit back, relax and enjoy the movie with an open mind. Enjoy each story by itself and you’ll enjoy the whole movie. Pakka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-117108599063521252?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/117108599063521252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=117108599063521252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117108599063521252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/117108599063521252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/02/salaam-e-ishq-review.html' title='Salaam-e-Ishq: The review'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MYYRUpQZ9n4/Rc1ZMAWsfJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/twRp_rUTHSA/s72-c/salaam_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116972027850372821</id><published>2007-01-25T15:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:54:23.730+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Focus.... focus.... Clichik !</title><content type='html'>Urs truly has been bitten by the tech bug lately. Actually I've been bitten a long time ago, the bite keeps getting fresh every now n then. I'm almost dying to get my hands on a digicam for me. When my parents think it's an 'expensive' interest, I gotto do something about it myself. I'm sooooo into this, upto the extent that I've been thinking of getting a part time job so that I can get me a shiny new digi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why digicam ? I'm a creative guy with lots of creative interests and I know i'm pretty good at photography too. I also believe that everybody shud have a cam with them coz moments are moments, they only come once in life. To capture as many of them pssbl would be really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ALL GOES WELL ;) I mite earn pretty good on the ads on my blog too. But I can't keep my hopes up too high on these ads though. Nobody ever clicks on ads on a personal blog coz they're not 'related' or 'specific'. Damn ! I even thought of having a paypal donation widget on the sidebar but even if that looked like me begging for money, how many blog readers would give away money just like that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to wait and wait a little longer untill everything goes fine n my wallet gets heavy enough for me to make one of my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/320/757838/me_cam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116972027850372821?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116972027850372821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116972027850372821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116972027850372821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116972027850372821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/01/focus-focus-clichik.html' title='Focus.... focus.... Clichik !'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116892766998014470</id><published>2007-01-16T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:47:24.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My new friends....</title><content type='html'>Music's one of my best friends, especially when all my other friends are away coz of many reasons. Some songs cheer me up, some motivate, some heal n some help me pass time. I've made friends with a few new (to me) really good songs that I'd like to introduce to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one's by Nelly Furtado from her new album Loose. It's a cool song about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"All Good Things (Come To An End)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't like reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's way too clear to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But really life is daily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are what we don't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missed everything daydreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] Flames to dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come to an end come to an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do all good things come to end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come to an end come to an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traveling I only stop at exits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wondering if I'll stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Young and restless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pain sets it and I don't cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Die die die die die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the dogs were............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O4U8jZpP0D4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Other good songs that I've made friends with are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="_hbLink('TheKillersWhenYouWereYoung','VidHorz');" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLBStIyYzrE"&gt;The Killers - When You Were Young&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="_hbLink('U2andgreendaythesaintsarecoming','VidHorz');" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q91MtC6hEfY"&gt;U2 and greenday- the saints are coming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="_hbLink('AkonFeatEminemSmackThat','VidHorz');" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzKtWlzDWTo"&gt;Akon Feat. Eminem - Smack That&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try them out, really cool songs !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116892766998014470?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116892766998014470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116892766998014470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116892766998014470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116892766998014470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-friends.html' title='My new friends....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116849558290584887</id><published>2007-01-11T11:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:36:22.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A traffic light has a more exciting life than mine....</title><content type='html'>.... coz atleast it keeps changing colors all the time, stops working, gets repaired etc. Life's been sooo slow lately that a 5 min commercial ad can be made about my life over the past 6 months! I always wanted to take an year off after my graduation before I continue further with my career. To take time off regular life to do things I always wanted do, learn things that I always wanted to learn, relax., enjoy n all similar good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You plan something and life has something else in store for you, always! Now I know how it feels to be jobless at home, by choice or by circumstance. I don't wanna sound negative about it but I feel kind of wasted,  as in, I could have done so much all this while n didn't really use all the time available. I wanna do a lot of things but....... hmm... sounds like too much nagging or complaining eh? I guess I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... if anybody's watching Amazing Race Asia.. on a recent episode I saw something really funny. We all know asians eat all kinds of food right? All kinds of vegitation and every possible form of life. What surprised me was that all the contenders had a really tough time eating a full meal at a bengali restaurant! They were throwing up! Is it really that hard!? Not sure, but it was definitely very funny to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116849558290584887?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116849558290584887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116849558290584887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116849558290584887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116849558290584887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2007/01/traffic-light-has-more-exciting-life.html' title='A traffic light has a more exciting life than mine....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116756178201670318</id><published>2006-12-31T16:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-31T16:23:06.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Here goes another yr...</title><content type='html'>The last day of 2006. Personally, it’s been a long year for me. The year we’ve graduated. The year we had to say our goodbyes to our college. The year we all ‘grew up’ n started working. The year I had to face some of the toughest exams of my life. The year I said goodbye to a lot of my friends leaving this city. The year I was, for the first time in my life, jobless n felt jobless. It’s time to say goodbye to 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just about remembering what happened in the previous year. It’s also about learning from those experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just about counting down to midnight n cheering the arrival of the New Year. It’s also about being happy that you’re with the ppl u care about n celebrating the moment with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just about forwarding greetings and sms’s of New Year wishes to everybody in your phone book. It’s about remembering each one of them n sending them your wishes of a good year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about going out n spending money to celebrate the event. It's also bout making sure you're really having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just about drinking n driving recklessly assuming it to be the way to have real fun. It’s also about coming back home safely to start a fresh year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just about reading this post n getting back to your lives. It’s also about wishing me back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/320/925316/HAPPYNEWYR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116756178201670318?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116756178201670318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116756178201670318&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116756178201670318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116756178201670318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-goes-another-yr.html' title='Here goes another yr...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116732149887592907</id><published>2006-12-28T21:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:28:18.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dennis., the innocent menace...</title><content type='html'>So., there's this kid., 4 yrs old. Naughty, active, running around the house n touching stuff he shouldn't be doing and touching stuff he should't be touching. All part of the learning process right ? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he goes into the balcony of the apartments where there are a whole lot of pigeons. He sees two pigeon eggs on an old cardboard box. He's never allowed to touch eggs at home coz he's just a kid. He sees the oppurtunity n gets them inside the house. Grandpa asks the kid what he's hiding in his hands. Kid refuses to show. Grandpa somehow manages to see. Kid gets tensed n crushes one egg in his hand. Grandma throws away the egg instead of putting it back where it belongs coz of the stupid notion that the pigeon won't accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lives lost. All charecters from my family. Sad, very sad. N the worst part is that this incident is being told to everybody n has become a matter of discussion for family members n they end up laughing about how cute the kid is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are innocent alrite., what are parents for ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116732149887592907?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116732149887592907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116732149887592907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116732149887592907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116732149887592907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/dennis-innocent-menace_28.html' title='Dennis., the innocent menace...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116686919182621508</id><published>2006-12-23T15:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:31:43.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am I the bad guy !?</title><content type='html'>Is it really ever gonna be possible that a normal guy like me on any normal day, while walking on any normal road or while travelling on normal public transport like a train or a bus, sees a normal girl and give her a casual smile and get away without getting back a disgusted look and in some cases ., curses ? From my experience of 22 years.. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls just have these pre-concieved notion that any guy who does that is trying to hit on her., or in our own style., trying to '&lt;em&gt;patafy&lt;/em&gt;' her. Please open your minds.... this '&lt;em&gt;line marofying&lt;/em&gt;' and '&lt;em&gt;patafying&lt;/em&gt;' is not on every guys mind. This is the best n worst case of stereotyping any group of people can ever face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my personal experience. Sick of riding my bike in the rush hour traffic, I recently travelled by a bus which was more stuffed than the lovely big &lt;a href="http://www.bengalisweet.com/images/lilvakachori.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kachori&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; that i get beside my house., which was when i realised that there's nothing more I love than ridin' my &lt;a href="http://www.tvsfiero.in/techspecs.asp"&gt;bike&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways., I was sitting right in front of the backdoor and was just tired n bored sitting there. So I looked around and saw a girl way over in the front of the bus. She waved at me n pointed at her watch. I just kept a straight face n turned away. I'm a decent but curious guy., So I looked at her again n she smiled at me n I thought.. 'what the heck., I donno her., was she 4m my school ? college ? orkut ?.. na., i really don't know her'. I thought 4 a min n turned back n saw nobody who could possibly be communicating with her. Is this girl flirting with me in public !? Am I really that irresistable ? Coz I DO use &lt;a href="http://www.axe-effect.com/"&gt;AXE&lt;/a&gt;. But &lt;a href="http://www.theaxeeffect.com/flash.html"&gt;AXE effect &lt;/a&gt;all the way from the back of the bus to the front ? Wow ! Talk about value for money !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept staring at me continiously n me., somebody who's not used to being stared at by strange women was feeling uncomfy. But I kept a stiff face like I would when my dad would notice the 50 Rs note missing in his pocket and ask me about it. After a few stops with all this., the girl got down and I wanted to see what's the deal with her. So I started staring at her n then what happens, a good looking guy gets down from the bus n walks up to her beside the window i'm sitting at n says " I think we're pretty late for the movie, damn bus". The girl then whispers something to this guy n they both gimme the sickest look I ever got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what happens for being nice n not say anything back to her? Who started it !? This is just one of the many examples that I know where we guys have been misunderstood by the other now not-so-fairer sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I wanna make clear. This is not meant to be a girl bashing post., not in any way. Just wanted to tell all the girls who have this 'impression' about guys being no good living beings that you have to bear with everyday. C'MON ! Open your minds n eyes about this ! There are good guys n not so good guys but it's also the same with girls. There are not so decent girls out there too n quite a lot of them ! You would want to stay away from 'bad ppl' not 'bad guys'. Next time a guy smiles at you, you need not necessarily smile back, but just take a moment before you curse him straightaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116686919182621508?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116686919182621508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116686919182621508&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116686919182621508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116686919182621508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/am-i-bad-guy.html' title='Am I the bad guy !?'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116616089115297829</id><published>2006-12-15T10:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:24:05.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Psychotic Rambling noticed...</title><content type='html'>Vulturo.. a &lt;a href="http://www.vulturo.com/"&gt;blogger&lt;/a&gt; and a contributor at the popular &lt;a href="http://www.desipundit.com/"&gt;Desipundit&lt;/a&gt; group blog has written a &lt;a href="http://www.vulturo.com/2005/06/the-bane-of-blogging/"&gt;post on his blog&lt;/a&gt; titled "The Bane of Blogging". It's a good post., he's written about how 'crapblogging' is 'misusing' the resources of the blogging world. I understand that everybody's entitled to their opinion n he., to his.. but so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure I will agree with his labelling of most of the personal blogs, if not all, as 'crapblogs'. That's a heavy label he's using for something that doesn't suit his personal taste. A blog is basically a journal written in reverse chronological order. Many blogs are about politics, technology, travel, fashion and some eclectic. But nobody ever defined it to be limited to just those. A journal can also be a diary and many bloggers use blogs for just that. isn't calling somebody's diary crap kind of rude ??? But hey.. I guess everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compare someone's personal journal as crap is almost like insulting their personal lives. Some people like to live their lives in the shadows., some like to share it with their close circle of friends and family and some like to put it online. Some find it comfortable to speak their hearts out on their blog as they don't have people around them that really listen to them. Some people blog expecting people to find other people with similar interests or lifestyles that they can relate to. Some people blog looking for advice or comfort in a stranger than none in their lives could offer. If personal interaction between bloggers and readers is silly or almost 'lowlife' as it sounds in this post., internet can get as cold and robotic as it can be. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Two or three paragraphs of text containing the above mentioned traits is bound to drive a &lt;strong&gt;guy like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; crazy&lt;/em&gt;". That is enough to say that not everybody is a 'guy like him' n there are millions more who're not 'guys like him'. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that there are a few blogs which use too much of sms slang and other weird lingo. The majority don't. Even though the form of writing doesn't comply with all the rules of grammer and punctuation, it gets the point accross and without feeling like you've just been through a school textbook. Just like many of us don't like to speak formally to our friends as if to our boss or school principal, it is the same for blogs. Bloggers aren't really writing an english exam or care about anybody judging them for their grammer or punctuation. They just don't care. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as comments go.. personal bloggers don't care about the comment count. If they find what they're waiting to hear in their comments., even if it's single digit comments, it makes their day. How ? Not everybody will understand. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody is intellectually brilliant or can speak out on social issues with finnese. Not everybody searches the internet or the news papers on what has happened where and how is going to affect the Economy or social stability of the country or anything like that. Why ? May be it's boring, may be their interests lie somewhere else, may be they feel that that is a misuse of blogging resources. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks.. all I can say is 'Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder'. That statement's enough to say that not everybody's opinion about something they see is the same. If someone idolizes a wrestler or an actor., he will like to pin up their pictures on their walls or their blogs., someone might just want to put accross their attitude on their blogs throught the layout and many readers understand that. Guess where that leaves the plain looking blogs. Nothing against them, but unless u're already very famous, readers wont spare a second in moving to another page. But hey.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a hate post or something that I want to throw back at the blogger because of the slight twiching in my brain that he caused me., if we can call that anger. It's because everybody's entitled to their own opinion n so do I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116616089115297829?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116616089115297829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116616089115297829&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116616089115297829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116616089115297829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-psychotic-rambling-noticed.html' title='One Psychotic Rambling noticed...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116590875467964756</id><published>2006-12-11T22:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:19:42.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just another day... NOT</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning.., about 8 am., I was having a nice dream., a senti dream about ppl from my extended family who in reality lack senti emotions. As they say... most dreams are unreal ! Anyways., i was still in that dream when suddenly everything went blank and i saw sparks and then some sensation in my left hand. The prev nite I was up pretty late and didnt have the patience to clean up my bed., so i slept on a matress on the floor beside the door. When i wake up., i see the door crushing my finger ! Ooooouch ! Actually.. in my very own words., i said (or howled ) somethin like "Aaaoooooww... Aaarrrggghh !!". What a way to wake up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day's the usual.. blah blah blah ( not worth mention here )., but in the evening., I planned to go to the newly opened McDonalds with my friends and as usual our plan got delayed by about 2 hours. Finally we made it there and we tried out stuff like a Veggie burger (that looked like it was beaten up)., paneer Mcpuff( almost suicidal crumbly)., Coke n an icecream ( yummy ). After we gobbled up all of that.. i'd still give my vote to my regular eat-out place. But ye., the coke n icecream were good !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to drop off a college application before 9 in the night and I reached the courier at 9:15.. the good guys there still accepted it and after thanking them I came home. Wiping out my sweat in the elevator., i check my pocket n what do I see.. the Demand Draft that's supposed to be in the envelope is in my back pocket ! No magic tricks here... it was just silly me ! I rushed back n put the DD back in the envelope n had my dinner n rest in peace... i mean.., umm.., slept well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116590875467964756?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116590875467964756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116590875467964756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116590875467964756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116590875467964756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-another-day-not.html' title='Just another day... NOT'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116582135961735429</id><published>2006-12-11T12:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:45:59.646+05:30</updated><title type='text'>High Season for weddings...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://in.news.yahoo.com/061210/137/6a67s.html"&gt;36000 weddings&lt;/a&gt; to take place on one day this december in Delhi !!! This new's has been all over the net.. different sites report different dates ( all sundays though ) .. different numbers but this is the most popular. Whatever the number.. it's a titanic number of wedding celebrations !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple maths., 36000 weddings = 72000 people ! That multiplied by atleast a minimum of 100 guests each ( and max can reach upto anywhere )., 36000 multiplied by tens of kilos of food adds upto lakhs of kilos of food cooked on that occassion. Not sure if Delhi has so many &lt;em&gt;pandits&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;mandaps&lt;/em&gt;. I wonder if people would like to share ? Tons of flowers and decorations.., thousands worth of gifts., roads full with &lt;em&gt;baarat&lt;/em&gt;s., the atmosphere filled with the sound of crackers and the aroma of cooked food and the perfumes of guests and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one mega celebration for delhi ! Sad that I don't know even one of those 36000 couples ! Damn ! Missed out on some good food ... but anyways., wish them all a happy married life ! One can only imagine the love in the air in delhi on the first night ! Phew !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.news.yahoo.com/061210/137/6a67s.html"&gt;The news&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116582135961735429?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116582135961735429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116582135961735429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116582135961735429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116582135961735429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/high-season-for-weddings.html' title='High Season for weddings...,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116572949593094794</id><published>2006-12-09T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:14:55.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'>7 Reasons Why Personal Blogs Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/archives/2005/01/06/about-darren/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Darren Rowse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Problogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ( one of my fav blogs ) has this post on his blog. It's more about &lt;em&gt;'how personal blogging in his intial years has helped him become a better pro-blogger now'&lt;/em&gt;, than on &lt;em&gt;'why personal blogs rock'&lt;/em&gt;. But still, he's got good 7 points that i totally agree on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The seven points being :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. teach you the skills of blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. familiarize you with the tools of blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. help you work out how much time you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. help you work out if you can sustain blogging for the long term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. give you a taste of blogging ‘culture’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. help you define a niche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. help you find a readership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One can also look at the above points this way., u can kind of do a self analysis of how much u've developed since u've started blogging and also how much longer can u keep going by asking urselves questions related to the above 7 points. If you seem to be getting positive answers for all those and if u can tell yourself that you are really enjoying blogging and not doing it just 4 the heck of it..,then u got good news.. u still got a long way to go before you think of shutting down your blog !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here are also a few good posts that i'd like to share with you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: 10 + 9 Ways to Find Great Post Ideas for Your Blog" href="http://www.problogger.net/archives/2006/11/03/10-9-ways-to-find-great-post-ideas-for-your-blog/" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10 + 9 Ways to Find Great Post Ideas for Your Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: 10 Things Every Reader Wants from a Writer" href="http://www.problogger.net/archives/2006/06/25/10-things-every-reader-wants-from-a-writer/" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10 Things Every Reader Wants from a Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: A Guide to writing good email…. and blog posts?" href="http://www.problogger.net/archives/2006/05/24/a-guide-to-writing-good-email-and-blog-posts/" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A Guide to writing good email…. and blog posts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       and so on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You can read lots more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116572949593094794?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116572949593094794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116572949593094794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116572949593094794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116572949593094794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/7-reasons-why-personal-blogs-rock.html' title='7 Reasons Why Personal Blogs Rock'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116525416398446886</id><published>2006-12-04T22:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:05:01.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yeh.., please come in... feel free to look around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That is wat we said to a thief. Yup ! A thief. I dont remember the exact date... but I guess it was on the 27th of November and it was just like any other day. Lazy., warm and boring. The bell rings and I open the door and there's this tall., fair., nicely dressed guy outside who introduces himself as a plumber working on some work and looking 4 a few extra rupess. I thought that guy must be a model even with that tool in hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I go inside to ask my parents if they called the plumber n the guy walks in behind me n doesnt stop even when i ask him to. Then I have to size him up ( I'm 6 feet tall... thank u ) n ask him to stop there., but he's already inside. My parents are unaware of this n come out to find out wat's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My dad's excited that a plumber has walked in on his own coz there r some taps that need repair n he shows him the taps and the audacity of the bastard that he walks into the two bedrooms., checks out everything n says that he mistook them for bathrooms. Does anybody have 4 bathrooms in the house !? I had my doubts on him from the moment i saw the wrench in his hand... but my dad immediately took out money 4m his pocket n pays him ! Even b4 he did the work. The thief promises to come back with the required material but obviously he never did. we later know that he's got away with money from about 6 apartments in our building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y I am writing this is coz of the following two reasons. One.. coz this is my blog and second I wanna warn you of such situations where u shudnt trust just anybody coz if we weren't all at home then and considering the fact that he was a strong guy with a wrench in his hand things could have got a lot worse. When things are so bad that u can't trust ppl u know a 100 %.. u gotto be extra careful with ppl u donno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/my.php?image=burglargg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="232" src="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/700/burglarae6.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/my.php?image=burglargg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116525416398446886?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116525416398446886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116525416398446886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116525416398446886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116525416398446886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeh-please-come-in-feel-free-to-look.html' title='Yeh.., please come in... feel free to look around...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116517546030252938</id><published>2006-12-04T01:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-04T01:21:00.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sure many of u must have seen these already ... these pics have been makin rounds in the mails 4 quite sometime.., here are two of my fav ones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/1600/370293/maths2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/320/367945/maths2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/1600/591582/maths.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/320/686939/maths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116517546030252938?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116517546030252938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116517546030252938&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116517546030252938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116517546030252938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sure-many-of-u-must-have-seen-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116447098424732756</id><published>2006-11-25T20:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:39:44.836+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fame X better than Fame-ex (gurukul) ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lately, the Net, exams and friends have taken up all my time. Believe me.. the answer u'll get from me if u ask me 'Wassup?' will be "nothing much here...". Life's not boring but not much flavour in it rite now. Anyways, I read the paper regularly nowadays n there was an article bout a new show that caught my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tellychakkar.com/y2k6/nov/10nov/slideshow_fame.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FAME X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (sequel to Fame Gurukul). WOW... nice name... i thought. N wat do I see in the related pic ? Panel of judges that include &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hinduonnet.com/thehindu/mp/2003/10/15/stories/2003101500040100.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nikhil Chinnappa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;of MTV., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dalermehndi.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Daler Mehndi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Prince (or is it king??!!) of Bhangra and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ganeshhegde.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ganesh Hegde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;., the choreographer turned singer (or the other way around). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The theme of the show was to pick out ppl who have the X factor in them and mould them into real performers. N who'd do that ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dhoom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Euphoria's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://food.sify.com/fullstory.php?id=13311111"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Palash Sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and Singer &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1217702/"&gt;Sowmya Rao&lt;/a&gt;. I again went WOW ! This must be one heck of a show. If Palash is pickin out ppl.. they must b really good already. I saw my first episode 2day... hmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am no gr8 singer... but I've grown up in a musical family and I know a good singer when I see one. Half the performers on the show 2day... I have no clue whey they got picked. Most of them were trying to catch their breath while singing n dancing at the same time. Even those who were the saving grace of the show had the same problem. It's too early to remember everybody by their names but I already got a few favs and if all goes as it should they should make it to the finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways no complains as of now coz the theme of the show's to 'mould' these guys with 'X factor' into proper performers. Looking at all the talent on the other side of the show., in the judges seat.., there could be pleasant surprises in the coming weeks. Lets wait n watch. Lemme do some free publicity for them. Gladly.. I couldn't see any public voting till now. Yipeee !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch FAME X ...x...x...x..&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;echo&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;strong&gt; on Sab TV. I donno when it airs...&lt;/strong&gt; check out the schedule 4 urselves plz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5470/1285/320/76486/img_fameximg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116447098424732756?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116447098424732756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116447098424732756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116447098424732756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116447098424732756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/fame-x-better-than-fame-ex-gurukul.html' title='Fame X better than Fame-ex (gurukul) ???'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116384721328574301</id><published>2006-11-18T16:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:27:55.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Help me unriddle this riddle..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's a riddle that I got fwd'd to me by sms for the second time and everytime I look at it., the veins in my head start to throb. I haven't been able to make out wat the answer is... so I'll take ur help. Try if u can work this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;_H_T_ _ _I_ _ME_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* I'm a 13 letter word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Doctors hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Fishermen like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Kids love to eat me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who/What am I ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;UPDATE&lt;/u&gt;: Guess everybody except me knows the answer. It's &lt;strong&gt;CHATHURINGMES&lt;/strong&gt;. My vocab sucks. I should have remembered that word when they taught me in my Ist standard. Damn !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116384721328574301?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116384721328574301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116384721328574301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116384721328574301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116384721328574301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/help-me-unriddle-this-riddle.html' title='Help me unriddle this riddle..'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116376516196213417</id><published>2006-11-17T17:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-17T17:52:52.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Movie of the King of love stories....failed ones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Bhagwan ka screenplay bhi aajab hai, kabhi kaisi ko mukambal jaan nahi milta, you witness the agonies of tragic love stories, you witeness existes of imortal love stories, its time you witness mine…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.., not mine silly ! I don't even have a love story leave alone immortal ones. The guy who said that is the guy who's got innumerable failed love stories., makes good music., sings ok., loves caps and hates the barber or the blade. Yes., it's Mr.............. Himesh Reshammiya. We all love him don't we ? Atleast for making it so easy for us to pass comments about his look or his failed love story videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate him. I'm a critic. A good critic appreciates somebody for something he's good at and criticizes him for something......, he's not good at. I've already written &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-not-something-that-i-wanted-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a post about him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when suddenly everybody was anti-Himesh. Not coz he's my fav but coz most of those who made fun of him enjoyed his music. That's the height of hypocracy. He simply makes good music., has really good lyrics in his songs and good looking women in his videos. Other than that I have nothin else to think about him without immediately switching to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's coming out with a movie !!!??? Woah ! Now how much excitement ( both good n bad ) will that stir up !? ;) I personally love the video of the promo though. Very proffessionally shot., no silly dances., good cinematography with the camera flying accross the scene in almost every shot. Beauty ! I couldn't make out the story though., coz first there are short glimpses of all the previous videos of his and then shows two other girls., one Indian and one blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when he said the above line I was impressed coz it sounded a lil classy. But i'm wondering which story is he going to share with us that is his 'real love story'? The most shocking part of the video is the end in which he takes off this cap and puts in the table !!?? Is he really gonna take it off ? I mean... REALLY !!?? Guess we gotto wait about 7 months to July 2007 to find out ! I know u don want to.., but atleast 4 the cap mystery rite ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/6024/himeshuf7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Image source : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://himesh-reshammiya.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://himesh-reshammiya.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116376516196213417?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116376516196213417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116376516196213417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116376516196213417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116376516196213417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/movie-of-king-of-love-storiesfailed.html' title='Movie of the King of love stories....failed ones...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116338991002094389</id><published>2006-11-13T08:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T09:28:31.440+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friends.., beware...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've recently been getting lots of invitations from online friendship communites such as Tagged., Gazzag., Multiply etc. Funny that my friends don't seem to remember sending me an invitation. I wonder why..... U know why ? Coz they didnt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to be a nice friend and accept the invitation from one of such communities., wat do I see ? They want my yahoo ID and password ! How silly is that !? I mean... C'moooon !! I never gave my yahoo password to even my best friend., y the hell would I give it to some new community ? N wat I don't get it is there are ppl who do that., give away that secret important info ! THAT's UR DAMN EMAIL AND PASSWORD !!! Can u imagine them looking into ur mails and monitor ur chat? I'm not saying they do., but they could if they wanted to., coz U let them into ur house !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now., i think they simply are getting emails of friends from either the yahoo messenger or address book or emails and forwarding everybody their invitations on behalf of you. Very sweet of them, isn't it ? Obviously not coz we still don't know what other 'favours' they're doing with our secret information and the emails of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few personal tips from me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you get an invitation without ur friend remembering sending u one., better stay away from it. Best choice would be to check that mail and hit the delete button. U n ur friend will still be in touch, so worry not.&lt;br /&gt;* Any community or site that needs you to register with ur email ID as ur main ID for that particular site., make sure that u give a password that is different from that of ur email.&lt;br /&gt;* Choose ur online community wisely. First of all u don't need to be in one. Even if u want to., chose one that's already popular and is known to be free of spam ( from the community itself ).&lt;br /&gt;* After u get into a community be very careful with how much of ur personal profile or information u wish to share with ur friends or even with the whole wide world. Never be in denial that nothing wrong could ever happen to u. It just could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that said, my friends, I hope that this post leaves u all wiser, safer and happier. Njoy ur life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/9337/carefulmw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116338991002094389?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116338991002094389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116338991002094389&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116338991002094389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116338991002094389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-beware.html' title='Friends.., beware...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116323404730475977</id><published>2006-11-11T13:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:49:49.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mayabazaar in CA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To all My telugu friends in the US of A and also anybody else who like watching telugu movies there.., I got a good news 4 all of you. My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/author/uday/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; bought the screening rights for the new Telugu Movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idlebrain.com/download/mayabazar.html"&gt;Mayabazaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the bay area region and will be screening the movie at Ubiquitous Sagar’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cacinema.com/comingmovies.html" sygaw="1" vbkkf="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Park Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; location in Fremont,, California from the 23rd to 31st of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some info about this movie from him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talking about the technical crew of the movie , one of the main highlights&lt;br /&gt;is the director - Mohanakrishna Indraganti. His venturesome first movie,&lt;br /&gt;‘Grahanam’, a gripping silver screen version of the famous Telugu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink0" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0);" style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0);" href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2006/11/06/moviez/mayabazaar-2006-preview/#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Chalam, won him a national award but left him craving for&lt;br /&gt;limelight. This time, he is back with B.Satyanarayana, producer of Missamma&lt;br /&gt;fame, to make a feel-good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink1" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,1);" style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,1);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,1);" href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2006/11/06/moviez/mayabazaar-2006-preview/#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;entertainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; with a subtle message! The movie is racing towards&lt;br /&gt;theaters on November 15th and the industry insider talk rates it as something&lt;br /&gt;with a potential to become one of the top four telugu movies for 2006 and join&lt;br /&gt;the ranks of Bommarillu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idlebrain.com/download/mayabazar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/8954/mayabazarthumbzm5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Image source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idlebrain.com/download/mayabazar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Idlebrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For more information &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2006/11/06/moviez/mayabazaar-2006-preview/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Visit this page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Pass on the info to anybody who u think will be happy with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116323404730475977?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116323404730475977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116323404730475977&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116323404730475977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116323404730475977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/mayabazaar-in-ca.html' title='Mayabazaar in CA...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116307336286778654</id><published>2006-11-09T17:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:36:19.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dear Orkut..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Those are some really nice suggestions up there ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://help.orkut.com/bin/request.py?page=troubleshooter.cs&amp;problem=feature&amp;amp;amp;contact_type=feature&amp;contact_type=feature&amp;amp;submit=Continue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; )that can take orkut to a new, higher level and add to its popularity among its users. As much fun as orkut already is., the growing number of abusers is obviously evidence of ppl who lack moral ethics and will stoop down so low as to create fake profiles or hate communities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The open registration that orkut has started is a bad step in helping these losers vandalise other users even more easily. I know some people mite not agree with me, but think about it, wat place does a stranger have in a community where he has no friends (to invited him to) ? Orkut was Nice and relatively safer when it was a restricted community open only through invitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have a suggestion for you. I think people who join orkut even through invitation must be approved by a certain minimum number or friends so as to qualify to fully become a member. Also like in a few other online communites., they should be allowed to veiw profiles of those only in their network upto a decent number of levels in between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This could be a little in the way of people meeting new friends or dates, but will help a long way in reducing the number of abusers and keep their work in check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116307336286778654?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116307336286778654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116307336286778654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116307336286778654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116307336286778654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear-orkut.html' title='Dear Orkut..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116292314320630808</id><published>2006-11-07T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:42:23.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Somebody gimme a car !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hell on earth. Everybody knows wat I'm talking about. It's no movie. I'm not talking about Afghanistan or Iraq. I'm not talking about Indo-pak border. It's a part of our lives that we cannot escape and have to face its wrath everytime we're out of the house. I'm talking about Indian roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look more like a warzone than "&lt;em&gt;a long, narrow stretch with a smoothed or paved surface , made for traveling by motor vehicle, carriage, etc.,&lt;/em&gt; " like the dictionary says. Here, in my city they are so bad with so many potholes that I sometimes feel like they didnt actually lay down the road but just threw around the asphalt on the way and let it set on its own. I will do a photopost on Indian roads soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to drive for even a stretch of a hundred metres without being lifted up off ur bike by some pothole or so called 'speed breakers'. They shud call them back breakers., coz that's wat they did to me. If you've been following this blog for sometime., u'd know that I got operated upon coz of a 'slipped disk'. The new pain-in-the-ass helmet rule also sucks coz not only is it stupid (coz there is a good chance u will die being on the receiving end of an accident on the road even with ur helmet on) but it also causes hair loss ! I don wanna be bald before I get married ! There's also the issue of pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if u are a kind hearted person with deep pockets and enuf change to spare., please do &lt;strong&gt;donate&lt;/strong&gt; me a car., however old it is. U can leave me ur business card in the comments section and I will contact u. I'm serious...., so u be too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116292314320630808?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116292314320630808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116292314320630808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116292314320630808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116292314320630808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/somebody-gimme-car.html' title='Somebody gimme a car !!!!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116275150240222822</id><published>2006-11-05T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:41:23.221+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bolo na : the lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've recently been gettin a lot of searches linkin to my blog expecting to find info about &lt;a href="http://www.sonatheartist.com/"&gt;Sona Mahapatra's &lt;/a&gt; album and the lyrics of the song 'Bolo Na'. I already gave my info bout that in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/sona-is-good-4-ears.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;previous post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;. I couldn't find the lyrics anywhere too so I typed it all out for all those music lovers. This is one of those songs that u wish u knew Hindi to understand what it means. I can almost say this songs means somethin to me personally. No more details about this part though.., here are the lyrics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(There mite be a few errors., i'm also human ! Plz do send me the corrections if any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolo na Kya hua.. humko ye kya hua..&lt;br /&gt;Hui aisi baath kya..&lt;br /&gt;Bolo bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumne maana bura.. mere kis baath ka..&lt;br /&gt;Maine kuch hain kaha..&lt;br /&gt;Bolo bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thune bhi., Maine bhi., Badla kyun raastha..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolo, bolo, hain baath kya?&lt;br /&gt;Bolo na., Bolo na.,&lt;br /&gt;Hum dono mein hain baath kya?&lt;br /&gt;Bolo na., Bolo na.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun toothne ki., sab chootne ki..&lt;br /&gt;Vajeh hi nahi thi bachi..&lt;br /&gt;Hum dono mein., kaisi thi chupne ki.,&lt;br /&gt;Jageh hi nahi thi bachi.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phir mein chup kyu hui.. phir thu chup kyu hua..&lt;br /&gt;aisa kuch kyo hua..&lt;br /&gt;Bolo bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;Chote se baath ne., roka hain raastha..&lt;br /&gt;he he hain baath kya..&lt;br /&gt;bolo bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thune bhi....................&lt;br /&gt;...............Bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek doosre ko., sab kehne ki.,&lt;br /&gt;chaahath ko kya ho gaya..&lt;br /&gt;Baathein hawa mein.., udane ki apni.,&lt;br /&gt;himmath ko kya ho gaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh himmath kya hui.. woh chaahath kya hui..&lt;br /&gt;woh fithrath kya hui..&lt;br /&gt;Bolo bolo na..,&lt;br /&gt;Kaisi thi baath ko., dil pe kyun le liya.,&lt;br /&gt;He he hain baath kya..&lt;br /&gt;bolo bolo na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thune bhi....................&lt;br /&gt;...............Bolo na..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116275150240222822?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116275150240222822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116275150240222822&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116275150240222822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116275150240222822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/bolo-na-lyrics.html' title='Bolo na : the lyrics'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116264176277687947</id><published>2006-11-04T16:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:30:02.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just a small break..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm just here., takin a break from my preparation., munching away at an chocolate icecream cone. I donno y., Cornetto feels smaller nowadays., or is it me who's grown bigger ??? Hmm.., prob'ly both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all., there are veery few ppl like me who REALLY enjoying studying.. yes., it's true., but the weathers not cooperating. Hyderabad's been having bad off season rains lately. Coming to think of it., it's really amazing how a cyclone hundreds of kilometers off the shore can pick up water and send it all the way to a few hundreds of kilometers on this side of the shore., and not just drizzles., IT RAINS ! N when it rains., I just feel like sipping coffee., or watch tv or lie down n listen to music or anythin else 4 that matter except 4 studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever been in Hyderabad., you know how a small shower can do to a big city like this. Traffic Jam., power cuts n wat not ! U can actually tell wat's been goin on in ppl's homes coz all their freaking sewage is overflowing onto the road ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hyderabad or any other city., listen to me., if it rains., stay in the comfort of ur home., fall back., get somethin hot to eat and just chill out !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116264176277687947?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116264176277687947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116264176277687947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116264176277687947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116264176277687947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-small-break.html' title='Just a small break..'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116252828092332326</id><published>2006-11-03T09:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:01:21.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Drive down memory highway....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What kind of guy would go back to the coll that has screwed him badly in his academics and put black mark on his otherwise decent resume, especially when he's graduated and has got nothing to with the coll ? ME ! Ye, Got friends goin to coll on some work in their car and there's still place for one, pretty cool weather here in Hyderabad from the last few days., promised my frnd I'd come and also had 2 or 3 friends that i promised to meet at coll., so., hell., y not go !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the begining I kind of felt reluctant to go inside coz rite now I'm not doing anythin worth tellin everybody, especially when a lot of my Jnrs had high hopes on what I wud b doin with my career. Then again, I thought to myself, does it really matter !? I mean., i'm not even an yr old passed out guy and I AM still workin towards a goal., so again., hell.., y not go !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was happy seeing many happy seing me. Feels good to be loved by so many doesnt it ? Met everybody I had to meet., visited the canteen., staircases., the loo and ground., all places of memories of coll days. Prob'ly would like to do it again., but I guess things like these lose their 'magic' if u keep doing it too often. So., I'll just live with the memories 4 now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Try doing this., take a bunch of close friends and visit ur school or coll.., hate it or not., u'll feel good 4 sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="226" src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/9915/collgk5.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116252828092332326?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116252828092332326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116252828092332326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116252828092332326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116252828092332326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/drive-down-memory-highway.html' title='Drive down memory highway....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116240850217415249</id><published>2006-11-02T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:54:36.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2day is 2mrw’s yesterday..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what we have 2day , we might not have 2mrw. But it does not mean that u gotto enjoy them like u donno if Kal Ho Na Ho. Live life 4 the moment, plan 4 the next and remember your past. Like Kishore Kumar once sang for Rajesh Khanna, “Zindagi ek safar hain suhana, Yaha kal kya ho, kisne jaana ?“, which is a beautiful song by the way. The next moment he’s no more. Not the best way to end a song eh? Hmm., anyways., the point i’m trying to put forward is the song is not about living life like there’s no tomorrow, it’s about Living it to the fullest. It’s not about pushing urself to the limit, it’s about extending ur limits. It’s about being the best you can. Of course not everybody has a Hema Malini sitting on the back seat, laughing, on the ride of our life, but do we really need her ? It can be a lil disturbing with a girl laughing like crazy on the backseat while driving., but ye., it’d be nice to have somebody ( esp of the opp sex ) share the fun of life with us. So., don’t live life like there’s no 2mrw., live 2day like it won’t be there 2mrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/zindagieksafar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/zindagieksafar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116240850217415249?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116240850217415249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116240850217415249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116240850217415249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116240850217415249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/11/2day-is-2mrws-yesterday.html' title='2day is 2mrw’s yesterday..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116197656425870552</id><published>2006-10-28T00:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:42:23.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sona is good 4 the ears...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If u can listen to a Hindi song playing on my blog rite now and like it., then u got good taste., coz I like it too. It's by this new artist that I heard on MTV. &lt;a href="http://www.sonatheartist.com/"&gt;Sona Mahapatra &lt;/a&gt;( and her own band I guess ) has a self titled album &lt;em&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Sona&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/em&gt; out and it's really good, especially the music industry's flooded with Himesh., his mixes., old song remixes.., punjabi remixes. I got the album and I like most of the songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's got 8 original songs and two remixes ( The fever's reached here too !) few of which are my real favourites and are always on my playlist. Kind of reminds me of the 1998-2003-4 era where I believe Indipop was at its best with albums of artists like &lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-k-k.html"&gt;KK&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-shaan.html"&gt;Shaan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/musicians/musician-leslie-lewis.html"&gt;Leslie Lewis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-lucky-ali.html"&gt;Lucky Ali&lt;/a&gt; n a few others. That's becoz the lyrics are simple and not just 'I love u., u love me' kind. They've got depth as in their meaning and a whole different feel in each song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The hit single &lt;em&gt;'Bolo na'&lt;/em&gt;, that's being aired on TV is a slow melody with a kind of alternate rock feel to it with really gr8 lyrics., somethin like I've never heard before and so is one of my fav. Another song is &lt;em&gt;'Sapne'&lt;/em&gt;, the one u can listen to here which has a real gr8 message that 'its always imp to have dreams'. &lt;em&gt;'Aaja Ve'&lt;/em&gt; is another good fun teasy-romantic kinda song. This one has the Ram Sampath ( music composer for this album ) feel to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The best thing about this album is it really sounds like Indian Pop and not too westernized. If you enjoy good music and are too tired surfing channels for a good song to treat your ears to., switch off the tv and go get this album. By the way.., hope I dont get screwed or sued for putting the song here., but if u like the song., u really gotto &lt;a href="http://www.hinduonnet.com/thehindu/mp/2006/10/10/stories/2006101000220400.htm"&gt;buy the album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonatheartist.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sona" src="http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/4703/sonajd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116197656425870552?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116197656425870552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116197656425870552&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116197656425870552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116197656425870552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/sona-is-good-4-ears.html' title='Sona is good 4 the ears...,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116177766955036199</id><published>2006-10-25T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:34:20.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life now has become quite monotonous like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tanzania-web.com/northern_tanzania_safaris/the_great_migration.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Great Serengeti Migration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; or the annual revolution of the planets around the sun or the &lt;a href="http://www.dushkin.com/connectext/psy/ch09/courts.mhtml"&gt;courtship of wild animals&lt;/a&gt;., they've been that way 4 a long time., they go on n on n on., but not much has changed. I wake up, &lt;a href="http://www.heinebroscoffee.com/coffeehealth.htm"&gt;coffee&lt;/a&gt;, few more idlis to add to the millions I've had so far.,I study., I eat., I laze around., I try to study., I eat., I browse the net., the sun rises and the sun sets. Sometimes things happen that make my day., like a sudden rain on a hot summer day. Sometimes I cant wait 4 the rain, so I create my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2day I wanted to mobile blog. God bless my service provider for the 1 paise sms that I started sending 'sms blog posts' to my friends with a touch of rhyming words. God again bless my friends who were patient enuf to even comment ! I've got some cool friends ! Few didnt even want me to stop ! But all good things shud come to an end and so must this post. Never make ur friends feel alone as long as u're there 4 them., so whenever u're bored.., bug ur friends !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116177766955036199?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116177766955036199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116177766955036199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116177766955036199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116177766955036199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-now-has-become-quite-monotonous.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116162430195667811</id><published>2006-10-23T22:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:55:01.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seriousness is a necessary but not sufficient condition for a person to have discussion with. Interest is. Those who always speak seldom listen. U can take a horse to water., u cannot make it drink it. You cannot talk to somebody who doesnt want to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Breakfast and lunch was tasty today., but dinner was a lil' heavy. Supply-demand also has an effect on the prices. That's y today's food was not only tasty., it was costlier than yesterday! Was not really a productive day. Spend most of my day outside idling away time. Travelling by bike is becoming a pain in the ass coz of the crappy hyderabadi traffic and roads that look like a warzone. But still the comfort of travelling on your own is better than the overcrowded public transport with those tiny seats. Long live my bike ! Somebody lend me some money so that I can get new shocks for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116162430195667811?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116162430195667811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116162430195667811&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116162430195667811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116162430195667811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/seriousness-is-necessary-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116152761858854178</id><published>2006-10-22T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:35:58.353+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept pretty late yest., at around 2 am., not my first time but there were reasons. Was chattin with friends coz i cudnt sleep anyways coz of all the diwali celebrations going on till late into the night. Life doesnt stop 4 the sleep deprived. Had to get up early for a family event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of getting bored of family functions. Same old ppl who always ask me what I'm studying even if I answered that question on our previous meet just a week ago. Same traditional food. Uncles sitting around in groups and cracking jokes.,if they can be called jokes. I do laugh but coz they all are. Can't find anyone from my age grp., coz they all got permission to stay home n escape the boredom. I'm not so lucky. I don't hate family functions. I'm just too bored of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116152761858854178?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116152761858854178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116152761858854178&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116152761858854178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116152761858854178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-slept-pretty-late-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116137094218318626</id><published>2006-10-20T23:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:32:22.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can smell it.., the burning of gun powder and paper.., stronger than my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theaxeeffect.com/flash.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AXE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; deo that I got on. I can hear it.., the crackle., blast ., whoosh., whistle of the crackers outside.., louder than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fortminor.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fort Minor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; song I'm listening to in my imported HUGE studio headphones ! I almost lost my right ear thrice tonite while driving back home. It's here.... the festival of lights.... Diwali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all my blog readers.., the regular ones and the curious ones that have dropped by to check my blog out and even those that had no clue that they were coming here and also all my friends that I forced here to .... &lt;strong&gt;A Very Happy Diwali&lt;/strong&gt;. May godess Lakshmi be happy with all the puja and maska that you offered and may she bless you with all the money u asked for along with the happiness., harmoney etc etc too. Hope you had a lot of calorie stuffed sweets and liked those three pairs of dresses that you bought for diwali when you actually wear just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play safe with crackers. Rockets are for soaring high into the sky and not to aim at somebody like G-I-Joe n take their eye out. Bombs have a sole puspose in life., to self destruct and destroy. Dont throw them in the air with your hands. You are not a 1980's hero and those are not grape fruits that you will throw at the heroine's tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diwali or any of the tens of festivals we have in India have one thing in common. All family and friends comin together to catch up with each other and have some good fun. Crackers or no crackers., sweets or no sweets. Make sure you don't miss out on the &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img118.imageshack.us/img118/5807/happydiwalicq7.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116137094218318626?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116137094218318626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116137094218318626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116137094218318626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116137094218318626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-can-smell-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116126102424932844</id><published>2006-10-19T19:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:54:04.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dreams unlimited....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; dream of waking up with a sixpack abs and hair that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/photos/uncategorized/94152__stamos_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;John Stamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;would envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want to wake up to a day with no chores and a lot of friends to catch up and party with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; dream of singing '&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/12/movie-marathon-update-1-i-just-watched.html"&gt;Tu Jahan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' to my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; dream of having a girlfriend in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;apa kehthey hain&lt;/em&gt;' is my song. I wanna live up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;hough I secretly wish to be the world's most popular person ( I donno 4 wat) ., I would be satisfied if meeting or talking to me would bring a smile to ppl's faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;rankly I cannot help everybody in the world., but I would do everything I can to see all my friends always smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eaching the top position and staying there is prob'ly the toughest thing to do in any field., I wanna be the second best in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ometime in my life I wanna do something different from everybody else and want everybody to be proud of me for being good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he best compliment I got would be "I trust you"., especially if that came from a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am waiting for some special girl to walk into my life and change it for ever.., for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; really like to learn. I wish I get teachers that really like to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; wanna be at a high position (second high) of a company and overhear my employees talk about me as if they worship me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; really like to sing., I wish I had a better voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am still waiting for my dream friends group with 2-3 guys and 2-3 girls who trust each other with their lives.., &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; is the keyword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;'m still waiting 4 a lot of things to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to dream.., dreams give you things that you haven't got or don't get in ur real life. Dreams give you motivation and inspiration. Dreams dig out things hidden deep inside your mind that you weren't aware of. Dream as much as you can., enjoy your dreams., treasure them. Dream on, dream on, Dream until your dream come true ...,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/2493/dreambd6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116126102424932844?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116126102424932844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116126102424932844&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116126102424932844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116126102424932844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/dreams-unlimited.html' title='Dreams unlimited....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116111162886306247</id><published>2006-10-18T00:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:53:30.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Is it bad to be a lil selfish... ? I guess not ! I'm happy !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is a long post and somethin's you prob'ly never thought u'll hear from me. This could change ppl's opinion bout me., but I'm true to my blog and to my friends. You deserve to know the real me but at the same time you gotto understand that I am not a cold hearted robot. I'm still the KK u know me as. I am still learning the meaning of life and I've learnt that not everything is or can be perfect. Life's not a fairy tale.. it's more like a horror movie with a lot of humour and a good ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times change.., many things change with time., ppl around you change with time. Wat do you do ? Nature's provided you with the answer n it has worked for thousands of years. You evolve.., you adopt. I've been in that process for sometime now., knowingly or unknowingly I've been evolving. Mite sound a lil unscrupulous., but in today's world the evolution principle of 'survival of the fittest' has became really important and that is to live a lil selfishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be generous and give something to others and they'll keep asking for more. Not just materialistic things but emotional stuff like your love and attention. Some ppl are never satisfied. Try to be a goodie-goodie and before you know they're the centre of your universe and ur life revolves around them. I'm not advising you against this.., just do it for those who really really deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as charity goes., I'm not an extremely generous guy but I'm not stingy or a penny pinching guy. I'm a practically generous guy. I say give away when you have just enough for yourself. Yes u can argue against it saying all nice stuff but hey... that's how I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very nice to everybody and NEVER lost my temper n wat do I get in return ? Ppl took advantage of the fact that there's nothing that would make me angry and I would just shut up at everything they do. They made me wait at meets., never listened to me., played some real cruel jokes with me., took me for granted in everything. Friends can have that liberty with me alrite but everything.., EVERYTHING has a limit. I've had enuf and I've evolved to the situation. I speak my mind out now. I express my anger., sadness., dissapointment and annoyance when and where I need to. Sure some sparks fly but there is no fire. They'd prob'ly feet a lil' bad., but so do I and the best part is that these kinds things don't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I help everybody who asked for help ? Yes, I did. Do I still do ? Well.., to most of them ! Those few who were excluded during the evolution process are 'takers' and not givers. I dont help others for something else in return. Least I can expect in return is appreciation. Don't even have to say thanks.., there are other ways of showing it. I know some ppl who after doing a lot for them shamelessly ask me what I did for them. They deserve a slap rite accross the face but my moral ethics hold me back. Gratitude is what seperates humans from chimps and those who don't have it should be picking fleas from others backs n eating bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.., good friends.., best friends. I never had these 'classifications' all my life.., untill recently. All my life I treated all my friends the same., the only diff being spending more time with a few than others., which I couldt really do much about. I treated everybody like my closefriends. God gave me this gift that ppl easily confide in me. I've always mistook that trust to be a sign of them being my close friends n it hit me hard when I knew it wasn't true. Call somebody your best friend and the other person sometimes doesnt even wanna talk or meet you coz their priority is somebody else., that could be one of the worst feeling you can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get what you give .... as far as your love.,attention and care for somebody goes., I say give what you can get back. I've given too much attention and care to a few ppl. I don't regret it but it's sad that I didnt get back as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life ( jussssssst a lil selfishly) .... Love life ( a lot selfishly ) !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/3909/designym1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116111162886306247?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116111162886306247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116111162886306247&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116111162886306247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116111162886306247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-it-bad-to-be-lil-selfish-i-guess.html' title='Is it bad to be a lil selfish... ? I guess not ! I&apos;m happy !'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116102596785582128</id><published>2006-10-17T00:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:00:07.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The hate award... or shud I say.. the award hate ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate award shows.., especially the regional ones. &lt;strong&gt;I hate having to watch 10 or so award shows to award the same 6-7 movies that get nominated in all of them.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate seeing all those 'classy' stars dance for a few extra bucks. &lt;strong&gt;I hate all the idea of putting (read wasting) all that money into making a silly show for one night.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate the fact that the dancers are fooling us by wearing skin coloured tights under their short dresses. &lt;strong&gt;I hate the fact that most of the 'stars' dance like they're being forced to and still get ALL the attention and credit.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate them for fooling us with fake cheering and clapping sounds when in reality all the uncles in the audience are busy drooling at the dancing girls., aunties are trying to stop uncles from doing that., youngsters busy on their mobiles and all the 'VIP stars' in the front telling each other that they can perform better than the guy on the stage. &lt;strong&gt;I hate the fact that it's more of a show than an awards ceremony.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate the nominations : same singer/lyricist/composer being nominated more than once., sometimes 4 the same movie while  other talents going unnoticed. &lt;strong&gt;I hate most of the results : the over hyped movies with all the big 'stars' bag most of the awards.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate the choice of award presenter where an actor presents the award to a composer., a businessman to a director., a director to an actress., an actress to a singer ., etc etc. &lt;strong&gt;I hate the Indian audience : they clap as if somebody's got a gun to their back forcing them to clap.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate it when I don't get to watch somethin else on TV coz somebody is watching an awards show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116102596785582128?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116102596785582128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116102596785582128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116102596785582128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116102596785582128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hate-award-or-shud-i-say-award-hate.html' title='The hate award... or shud I say.. the award hate ?'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116081923943154241</id><published>2006-10-14T00:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-14T17:52:10.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'Ssup guys ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hellova !&lt;br /&gt;'ssup wid u da? Watchu bin up2 da? I jus saw dis new trend goin on wid da yungstrs , da new lingo. Idz pretty pplr and many thnk itz kewl. It prb'ly is coz it savs tym skippin' alphabets in between. LOL ! Its mo popular wid da gals but us guyz kinda use it too. BTW i heard 4m mah frnz dat som skools in da US r considerin' usin' dis lingo as an official language coz da kids r mo used 2 dis n wul sav tym rytin' Xams dis way. Funny thinkin' dat dese kids wul grow up sayin' dere prayers and formal speeches in da gansta style. LMAO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, me use dis lingo too, but me don eat up half da wrds ! Da lazy ppl do it da best ! I say sumthin n they say kk.., n I'm lyk.., "ye.., wat ?U called me ?" ROTFLMAO ! S ! Dis has hppnd a lotta tyms. Some lazy bums don even say the 'k' twice, 1'ce wul suffice coz dere finger has 2 move all da way to da 'O' 4m da 'K'. k.., no prbs ., I get da point !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz also interestin' to C how da same gurls who send us a lovin' friendly kiss muuuaaaah modify that into a devilish laugh., muaahahahahaa ! when they kid with us. Me is one guy who rele cant talk much n 'wat else' r mah 2 fav words. Some gurls rele get pissed off wen i say that a lot, but hey.. dat's wot I'm lyk ! Hey., nature's call.., brb ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;..... ( inspite of so many dots., I rele didnt take much time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm bak! So wots with all dis new lingo takin' ova da world ? IMO , itz 1 way of soundin' cool weder u r or not. As long as id's hurtin no one, id's perfectly fyn and fun too ! Just take care u don' overdo it. V all know dat U don' speak lyk dat in real lyf. U don' wanna b remembered as pamela anderson as she is for her overly too-too ..... smile !? BTW If u ve felt lyk dis post ws targetted @ u.., den I'm sowwiee .., NOT ! Don feel dat way coz almst everybody else feels d same way. Okies den, tym 4 me to crash., to hit the sack., to kip down., to sack out., to turn in ., hit the hay to crawl in ! G2G yaa ! Bye yaa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TV.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116081923943154241?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116081923943154241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116081923943154241&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116081923943154241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116081923943154241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/ssup-guys.html' title='&apos;Ssup guys ???'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116050991314866427</id><published>2006-10-11T00:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:34:33.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world of optimism..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~Breakfast was boring.., but there's still lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~None of my frnds mssg'd or called me today.., my closest ones mite come home 2mrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~Nothin interesting is on tv now.., my fav movie mite be on in an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~It's too hot outside to go out.., evening could have the best weather I've ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I didnt make it thru this interview.., the next employer could be the one who'd worship me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I've missed the bus.., the next one's on its way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I didnt win the lottery.., I'm gonna save a fortune learning from this experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~My good friend hurt me real bad.., time to find my real 'good friend'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~My last exam was a 'failure'.., may be this is my 'stepping stone to success'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I didnt clear the entrance exam.., I'm destined for something better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~My girlfriend's cheating behind my back.., good for her that she found her true love n good for me coz I know of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~My dad thinks I'm good for 'nothing'.., he doesnt know I'm the best at 'something'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I'm loosing a lot of my hair.., bald is prob'ly 'my look'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~I love music but I got a bad voice.., guitar is prob'ly where I ROCK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~Small nations are going nuclear.., rest of the world is uniting to stop them.., UNITING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~Terrorists are creating havoc.., govt's are FINALLY doing something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The left half of every line are not really my problems.., but the right half is how I would look at them. Crying., sulking or complaining don't solve problems., they create new ones. If this has excited even one nerve cell in ur brain., I welcome you to the world of optimism., I welcome you to my world....,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/829/thinkpositiveblinkie1mv5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116050991314866427?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116050991314866427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116050991314866427&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116050991314866427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116050991314866427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome-to-world-of-optimism.html' title='Welcome to the world of optimism..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116034017509442990</id><published>2006-10-09T00:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-09T02:13:04.296+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Brunch(es)...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alrite., every sunday's routine., I get up sleepy., go to exam with high hopes., sleep kicks in as soon as i start the exam., i fite it., exam questions fite me., i start pulling my hair., rub my eyes., bite my pencil., look around for ppl pathetic with looks., nobody shows their true emotions., scares me even more., go back to the paper n try to make a gr8 come back., fail miserable in that., suddenly time's up., go out to check the answers and first four out of five are wrong and I close the paper and pack it up safely in my bag and we all shamelessly go to have our tasty lunch as if we're celebrating an achievement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After that.., was somethin diff from routine. I'm out the rest of the day eating n eating. Funny and kind of humiliating part was that I went to the same place twice with the same clothes on. I was expecting the guy at the door to say "Welcome sir.., again" ! &lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/2645/tongue2sy9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So., enuf talk., here's just half of wat we had today and half of 'we'.&lt;/span&gt; Click for larger., yummier pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img69.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="426" height="320" name="smilplayer" id="smilplayer" bgcolor="000000" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="id=img69/9923/1160339325dk7.smil"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116034017509442990?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116034017509442990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116034017509442990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116034017509442990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116034017509442990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunday-brunches.html' title='Sunday Brunch(es)...,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-116006850276656801</id><published>2006-10-05T22:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T13:37:29.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guys Rule ! I mean., Guy's Rules...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Guys' Rules .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A guy who had taken the time to write down the Guy's rules has inspired me to write down some here too and these are some points that i wanted to put on my blog for quite sometime. We always hear “the rules "From the female side.&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules!Please note.. These are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Men are NOT mind readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ask for what you want.Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work!Strong hints do not work!Obvious hints do not work!Just say it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do and we do it good. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago cannot be used in an argument. The validity of all comments expire after 7 Days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If you think you're fat, may b u are.Can't and don't ask us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we obviously meant the other one. It's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already wat's best then plz follow suit. Simple ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. ALL men see only colors, not shades. Peach or onion pink or Lavender, for examples, are flora and fauna, not colors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched.We do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. So don't lie to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine.., Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as football, video games, or bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. You have enough clothes. Yes, u do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You have too many shoes. Yes again, u do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I am in shape and Round IS a shape! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I do not talk double talk., if I said somethin., I said exactly wat it means. Don't dig too deep for double meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I am a frank guy, sweet talk is not what I pretend., it is comes naturally to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I too, cannot read minds. If you want a point to get accross to me., just TELL ME ! No hints or signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I do not take care of the entire bill when we go out, unless we're on a romantic date or it's my treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I do not talk much and I've been like that all my life and I like being like that. So don't expect the unexpected from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. When we like some girl., we like them coz they ALSO look good., not ONLY coz they look good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Don't stereotype men coz of a few rascals that u've encountered., no one is perfect and not everybody is the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know i'm gonna very sweet comments on this from girls., but this is wat I want to say to all the girls I know and many guys wud like to do the same to the girls they know. There's one point to remember here., wat u see is wat u get., the above stuff is very frankly said., but we mean it and inspite of all that., we're not bad ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 125px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="207" src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/5442/kktl6.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-116006850276656801?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/116006850276656801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=116006850276656801&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116006850276656801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/116006850276656801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/guys-rule-i-mean-guys-rules.html' title='Guys Rule ! I mean., Guy&apos;s Rules...'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115982131175971210</id><published>2006-10-03T00:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:40:52.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Got problems...? Welcome to the club !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes my friend., there's a club and the not-so-secretive undenaible fact is that everyone of us is a member. Let's call it the 'I got problems club'. Memebership's free and entry for everybody., irrespective of caste, creed, sex, age, height, weight, deaf, dumb, hot-or-not., doesn't matter., is from the front door. Now., wat differentiates one from the other are our membership levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whiner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' status : These are the regular faces at the club., cry about everything that's ever happened to them since their birth. Such ppl complain bout things from their chocolate milk not being chocolaty enuf., bout a hot summer day being hot., bout the sun not comin out of hiding on a cloudy day., bout a movie being bad coz the seats were not comfy enuf and the list goes on. If you are one of those who think that you're the most unfortunate person in the world coz ur dad gave u a bike with unlimited petrol., a cell phone whose bill can feed an entire middleclass family for a month but gives u a 100 bucks less allowance than your friend., then you're gonna feel like at home in this club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img528.imageshack.us/img528/9890/complainln0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then there are the '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dejected&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;', the bummed-out ppl of the society who believe life's never been fair to them and punish themselves for everything that happens to them. Sad., gloomy., mopish., shabby and with dark circles around their eyes and an unshaven face., they're not that hard to find. They look like &lt;em&gt;devdas&lt;/em&gt; from the movies minus the &lt;em&gt;dhoti&lt;/em&gt; and in rare cases minus the liqour. Lost &lt;em&gt;paro&lt;/em&gt; and lost everything in life is what they believe and can also be a lil suicidal at times. If you've lost somebody or something and buy the idea that life has no other goal., then welcome rite in !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img528.imageshack.us/img528/3452/dejectedmf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The emotionally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Demure &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are those who, like everyone of us have problems but don't complain. They &lt;strong&gt;talk&lt;/strong&gt; about it to their closed ones., some looking for some kind of solution., some for help or support and some just to comfort and relieve their heart the burden of living with the problem. Ppl of this kind are relatively matured., know when to talk and when to cry and usually have good friends who listen to them. But still the signs of their troubled mind is not unnoticable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/7298/friendstalkingwv4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally., the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nonchalant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; variety., carefree., happy and almost always cheerful to themselves and to others., no small problem will wipe 'the glow' off their faces and even during the worst times their cheerful disposition always sees the light of the next day without a scratch. They know how to deal with their problems and how to do it without complaining. They live life., love life and learn from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 86px" height="92" src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/3114/cheerfulit9.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pretty long post.. I know ! The main point of this post is that Life's all about choices., how you live your life now and how your life flows on in the future depends on whom among the above you choose to be. You got only one life., make it worth living., it's yours., no one will do it for you. Cheers !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115982131175971210?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115982131175971210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115982131175971210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115982131175971210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115982131175971210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-problems-welcome-to-club.html' title='Got problems...? Welcome to the club !!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115978394599340710</id><published>2006-10-02T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-02T15:42:26.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's a new site that will help u "Find out what's going on in your town!". This kind of stuff is pretty handy when we need specific info bout our city/town. It's pretty new., catchin on pretty well i guess., I  just thought I'd do free publicity 4 them coz the more active members there., the better it works. The coffeeclubs section has caught my attention., lets see if it's cool. Try it out., its free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilaaka.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/ilaaka-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115978394599340710?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115978394599340710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115978394599340710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115978394599340710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115978394599340710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/heres-new-site-that-will-help-u-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115964865263459380</id><published>2006-10-01T15:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:09:19.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lage raho Munnabhai... seriously !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are prob'ly hundreds of posts with reviews about this movie., so., do we need another one ? NO we don't., I'm just here to give my take on this movie. Well., b4 the original munnabhai was out., I didnt even bother to watch the promos, ruling off this movie as just another typical &lt;em&gt;tapori&lt;/em&gt; movie. Curiosity got the better of me and I did watch this movie and I'm glad I'm a curious guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about this movie, or both the movies to me is the concept of using a mumbai bhai to teach us, 'the society' .,  a few lessons that we usually wud yawn at or turn away 4m. Brilliant ! The first movie tries to teache so many small but important lessons like respecting every body as a human no matter what they are., trust and honesty with our loved ones., that every relation needs respect be it with family or friends., that it takes gutts to apologize and my fav : it doesnt hurt to bend the rules to get something really good that you want as long as you're not breaking them. Munnabhai can be really be turned into a sequence of movies to try n remind of ppl of these small lessons that make life a lil better !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhi's principles would be.., i donno, wat's the word..,a misfit perhaps ., in today's world. It prob'ly not as efficient at getting things done as in the movie., but atleast everybody feels it's pssbl after watchin the movie. Now., that., is putting to good use the power of movie magic and popularity and admiration the stars hav from the public. Sounds a lil' crazy but I guess if anybody or anything has the power to get some common sense or nonsense into somebody's head., it's the movies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img481.imageshack.us/img481/6296/munnabhaifinalto1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="236" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img481.imageshack.us/img481/6296/munnabhaifinalto1.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img481.imageshack.us/img481/6296/munnabhaifinalto1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;click for larger view&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115964865263459380?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115964865263459380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115964865263459380&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115964865263459380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115964865263459380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/10/lage-raho-munnabhai-seriously.html' title='Lage raho Munnabhai... seriously !'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115961615918587468</id><published>2006-09-30T16:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:15:06.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last nite was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11689845"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rohit's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Bday dinner and it was just us three ., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candid-triad.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the trinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and another friend Roopi. Yest was lot of fun coz instead of havin to rush on time we were allowed to come late coz of a few reasons. It is a good place with usually good food BUT yesterday. But still., we had lots of food., lots of laughing , a few serious discussions., and some tasty icecream., now THAT's fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy ! Is stayin away 4m the net hard or wat !? I'm here blogging., so obviously am not doing a good job at it. Well., the internet has soo been a part of my life that there's no way i'm gonna totally quit it.., no way ! I hav other more imp commitments rite now than just stay online., listen to music and keep askin my friends the two same old boring words " &lt;em&gt;What else&lt;/em&gt;?". When there's nothin else., i'd rather go do somethin more imp rite ? With that said., i shud probably be getting back to my work. You hav fun., while I slog on my books. I'll have my time too..., soon &lt;img alt="HeHeHe HaHaHa" src="http://img95.imageshack.us/img95/4842/devilvj7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115961615918587468?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115961615918587468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115961615918587468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115961615918587468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115961615918587468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm....'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115950684980517182</id><published>2006-09-29T09:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:47:13.946+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gandhigiri ? Really ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was and is popularly known around the world as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Mahatma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 4 a reason., not coz he got the title., coz he deserves it. Now you must b thinking my inspiration to write about him must be the new bollywood movie. Well., partly true. One of my friends asked me my opinion bout gandhi's relevance in today's world., for his mag that is. That made me think., and when I think., I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As another bollywood flick states ( brilliantly), "&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are two primary choices in life- to accept conditions as they exist or accept to take the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for changing them&lt;/span&gt;". I believe there's atleast one man born in/for every era ., just to do the latter. Gandhi did just that. His revolutionary ( ironic term here ) new approach to winning Swaraj or an independent India became one of the most popular philosophies in &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt; struggle worldwide.., the non-violent disobedience movement. Why ? Coz it worked against the mighty British empire !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of couse he's had his share of &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;controversies&lt;/span&gt;., laks of ppl died in their struggle for independence tryin to fight off british batons only with slogans., not much of a defence rite? Gandhi still stuck to his principles and of course got what he and the whole of India wanted., but at what price? Gandhi is also blamed for being mum when India split into two., resultin in Hindu Vs Muslim fights and also for not saving Bhagat Singh and his comrades when he cud have done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Gandhi's relevance&lt;/span&gt; in today's world. Wud Gandhi get all that respect and following that he got back then ? It's hard to say.., India then, had one important reason to unite to follow and believe in him and his &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;not-so-flawless&lt;/span&gt; philosophy that we now don't.,an Independent India. He mite probably earn everyone's respect., may be for his almost ascetic and independent lifestyle., his commitment and faith in truth and non-violence., but how many would follow &lt;em&gt;Ahimsa&lt;/em&gt; in today's world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ahimsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Gandhigiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; would be totally out of place in today's world coz there are enuf bad ppl out there to screw u royally if you act nice with them. Showing your other cheek when one is slapped will just get both of them red n swollen. Be nice to ppl who're not the same to u and they will pounce on you like vultures and strip every bit of dignity and 'niceness' off of you. After the dinosaurs., if anything are extinct today., they're guilt and conscience. Ppl., atleast in India are already dealing with problems as patiently as pssbl n what do they get in the wait for justice ? Nothing much ., just their faces wrinkling and their hair greying. I'm &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; preaching violence here but u just cannot get anything done without raising your voice. Today's major problems would be environmental or financial problems or terrorism or political power struggle not against an outsider but within our country. With all due respect to his policies., they just don't have a place in today's world. We all know it., India today is not like India yesterday., but the least we can do is learn a few things from a man who changed the tomorrow of yester-India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mahatma" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/7843/gandhifacedm7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115950684980517182?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115950684980517182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115950684980517182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115950684980517182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115950684980517182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/09/gandhigiri-really.html' title='Gandhigiri ? Really ?'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115895236557865746</id><published>2006-09-22T23:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:29:01.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll start off this post with a line very regular in my blog.. What A Day !!! Spendin so many.., soooo many days at home., wanted to be out of the house as long as i could., today. So., began my mission. Soon., it was the time i'd been dreading for quite sometime now.., time 4 me to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cook&lt;/span&gt; !! Bless my lucky stars.., if there are somethin like that.., my neighbour cooked me some good stuff. 4get the stars., bless her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, me n a friend Roopesh started 4 a&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; movie&lt;/span&gt; ., Hyderbadi Nawabs., a flick about interesting local hyderabadi charecters., a sequel to a prev., better movie The Angrez. This is y i lost hope in sequels. They shud be made by ppl who can make them., not by those who want to make them. Some good food money down the Hyderabadi drain. Then we had lunch in one of those places when you fork out more money on one item than I paid for my notebooks for a whole year in school. Well., anythin for a good time out., so., we had a tasty hot greasy &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt; and got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not satisfied., yeh dil mange more and yeh tummy mange even more ! It gets cold., it starts &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt; and we were short of money., but all these don't deter two determined hungry young men ! We decide to fight nature and follow man's oldest instincts : hunger ! The rain starts pouring down harder n harder but we drive our way thru and finally make it to the desination : The &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; Parlour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I always found it interestin hearin ppl say they like to have icecream when it rains., wanted to try out how it feels. It feels &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt; ! YE ! My tounge's frozen and I have to speak like i have a slipper in my mouth instead of a toungue and slowly I get that brainfreeze in my head. That's the last time i'm doing that ! After coming back to normal.,we did some &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; and headed our own ways., with the rain still lashing on. Then I have more places to go to and I get soaked in the rain for whole 3 hours ! I was so wet., I carried water from one part of the city to another., speak of efficient water transportation system ! I'm back home., wet., cold., &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; and hungry. I cook up some hottt dinner., hog on it and am here blogging about it. Wat a day ! Isn't it ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/4330/chocolateicecreamoh8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115895236557865746?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115895236557865746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115895236557865746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115895236557865746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115895236557865746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/09/ill-start-off-this-post-with-line-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115869285399935946</id><published>2006-09-20T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:26:32.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In the line of duty...er.. hobby !!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many ppl ask me what my hobbies are., expecting me to say stamp collection., sports ., music or something. The reaction I get when I telll them my hobby is ., "&lt;em&gt;whaat !? U !?&lt;/em&gt; " ., "&lt;em&gt;How odd !&lt;/em&gt;" .. "&lt;em&gt;Oh ! that's interesting!&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;strong&gt;Can't a guy like to cook !!!???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true,. you heard me right , I like to cook. N i'll tell u why that's my hobby and my most fav one. With all respect to the other hobbies such as collecting stuff., reading books., etc I personally don't find any enthu in doing things that give you back something. Oh yes., u can say they give u joy. But creative hobbies such as making stuff with your hands give you Joy AND something that you can proudly call your creation and in my case you proud creation treats your tastebuds and also satisfies your hunger ! Now., isn't THAT Joy !? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again., as with everything else in life., this has its own pros and cons. The best part about being able to being cook is that in a way., I'm independant., unlike many ppl who can't cook., I can cook myself stuff that I like ., the way i like it and if not in the mood to share., hog on it all by myself !! N ye., when I do share it with my family or friends., contrary to the popular jokes cracked on me., everybody's who's tasted my cooking is happy and healthy and proud to have known me . ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I learned from the movie &lt;em&gt;Spiderman&lt;/em&gt;., our own powers are sometimes our worst curses. My dad's liked my 'cuisine' so much that whenever my mom's not in the house for more than a day., guess who takes her place in the kitchen !? C'mon., its not so hard., guess ! Yeahhh., ME !! :(&lt;br /&gt;It almost becomes like my duty coz nobody else has that talent. So., when hobby turns into duty., it can be a real pain., coz I can't deny I don't know how to cook., at the same time I cant keep up with the silliness coz sometimes I have to come back home early from my friends for freaking cooking for the family ! I feel like a housewife ! Crazy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's hard for me to say no to my family., I just wish they understood and get a freakin cook ! or go buy us some food. It's my hobby damn it., not my duty !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/9466/wattheoc8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115869285399935946?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115869285399935946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115869285399935946&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115869285399935946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115869285399935946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-line-of-dutyer-hobby.html' title='In the line of duty...er.. hobby !!??'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115743622969958656</id><published>2006-09-05T10:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-23T16:07:36.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In honour of the Legendary Crocodile Hunter.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The word &lt;em&gt;hunter&lt;/em&gt; is ironic in this iconic personality's popular screen name. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Irwin"&gt;Steve Irwin&lt;/a&gt;, popularly known as The Crocodile Hunter was anything but that. He was a really passionate envinormentalist, u can deffinetely know that, watching his TV shows. I grew up watching this man. I love him so much coz I share some of his immense love for wildlife. He was as an icon and a legend as a tv personality as well as in wildlife conservation. I even thought of taking up animal conservation as my career after watching him. He passed away on the 4th of September 2006, while filming for a documentary for kids on marine life. He was hit by a sting ray in his chest which hit him straight in the heart and he couldnt make it to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one show of his where he was performing a burial for one of his crocodiles and he was crying like it was one of his family members. It really showed that he was really about loving and saving wildlife and just not for the TV show. He's a genuinely a nice man, very funny, very charming and full of enthu and a really proud n happy father. I remember those episodes with his daughter Bindi. It's really really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I lost a friend coz i used to watch him everyday on TV, laughed with him, shared sad moments with him. I could barely hold back my tears when I heard the news. I can only imagine wat his family and colleagues are going thru. He died doing wat he loved, but it still didnt had to happen. It's very sad that I just had the idea of mailing him about wat a big fan I was of him. Guess I can't do that now.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one of the very few ppl i'd like to have as a role model. May his soul rest in peace, he's surely going to heaven for all he did for wildlife and for the nice man that he is. He spoke for those who couldnt speak. My thoughts and prayers go out for his family. Goodbye Steve. I'll always remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crocodilehunter.com.au/steve.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 207px" height="217" alt="Steve Irwin" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/5511/steveeq4.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22 Feb 1962 - 4 Sep 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115743622969958656?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115743622969958656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115743622969958656&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115743622969958656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115743622969958656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-honour-of-legendary-crocodile.html' title='In honour of the Legendary Crocodile Hunter.,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115693935042340052</id><published>2006-08-30T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:26:59.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Blog's got a new haircut !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey ! Welcome to the renewed and revamped humble lil' blog of mine. Absolutely nothing against the old template but that template's been there for an year now and a few friends of mine wanted to see somethin different. So, i took out a few hours from my empty schedule and made this new template. I will accept the fact that the layout was from another template, but the colours, and all the graphics in this template have been fabricated by yours truly. Hope ya'all like the new look and you will still keep coming back like u've allways been. Any comments n compliments are welcome :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/letter_k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/letter_k.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115693935042340052?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115693935042340052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115693935042340052&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115693935042340052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115693935042340052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-blogs-got-new-haircut.html' title='My Blog&apos;s got a new haircut !!!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115682986593997432</id><published>2006-08-29T10:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:11:01.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my life., just stay away 4m my space..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Orkut is a place where ppl come to make new friends., find old ones., prob'ly even to look 4 love/relationship or for just plain timepass. I was doin all of that too yesterday nite., when a girl was chattin to me n we were just introducing ourselves and gettin to know each other. Then., a good old friend of mine dropped by my scrapbook. He should have chatted to me, but he started 'pulling my leg' (according to him) and cracked a joke on me for her. Fine. I'd care less. I'm not somebody who wud fight a good old friend for a new one., but this is not the first time he had done that., he needs to be taught a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I start arguing with him sayin that his joke had chased away the girl and he's to be blamed for it., I really didnt mean it but again., i had to get a point across to him. Then we had a war of words and punched each other with arguements. Though i saw that i had no valid reason left to argue, i never gave up and never lost the arguement. It was then that I realised that I was born to be a lawyer :P&lt;br /&gt;I kept arguing with him and he was like, wat the hell's wrong with this guy !? Anyways., after the long arguement n discussion., the war ended abruptly and we both hit the sack about 2 hours after midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point that I wanted to get across to him was that, no matter how close you are to somebody, everybody has a personal space, a comfort zone that u should never encroach into. Encroaching into other's personal space leads to problems popularly known as being possesive in case of a boyfriend/girlfriend relation., being nosy in case of parents., being big-brotherly protective in case of siblings and sometimes frustruation in between friends. Even the most social animals like the elephants or lions will knock the heads off any family member that comes too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be the bestest of friends., the closest of siblings., lovers deep in love or the best parents ever.,&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;u still have to respect other's privacy and personal space.&lt;/span&gt; Got it Buddy ??? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115682986593997432?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115682986593997432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115682986593997432&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115682986593997432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115682986593997432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome-to-my-life-just-stay-away-4m.html' title='Welcome to my life., just stay away 4m my space..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115659041596080073</id><published>2006-08-26T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:08:39.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A young girl that blew me off my feet.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've just taken this liking to reading., reading everything., books., news., mind numbing business articles and editorials. So.., i just finished reading 'The Diary of a Young Girl" by Anne Frank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the begining i was a lil hesitant to read that book coz of the name. I'm gonna read a girl's diary ? After being convinced by my sis., i took the book and started reading it. After a few pages I realised., this girl isn't a normal 13 year old girl. She was mentally more mature than many would be even at 15-16. She's more cheerful n lively than anyone I personally know. I just knew that this is obviously one person I'd love to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This real life story is from the World War II era. The time when the Nazis were mercilessly hunting down the jews and killing them by the millions. Anne frank., a 13 year old jewish girl , with her family and one more family, go into hiding inside a hidden annexe of their office which she later calls the 'Secret Annexe'. They stay there for two long painful years untill they're eventually found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The diary starts from the 13th birthday of this extraordinary girl right untill 3 days beforeshe and her family are found. As you read this book., you start feeling as a part of the annexe., as she was talking to you., and slowly you kind of get attached to this young girl. It's really amazing how she manages to keep up her spirits even when she's stuck in the same place for two long years with people that are hard to stay with. Kudos to her.She's still in the process of discovering herself and still writin her diary and all of a sudden, its all over. Anyone who's got even an ounce of compassion in them will surely feel a prick in their heart when the book's over., just like I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This book is a must-read for those avid readers, and for even those who don't., this cud b a real nice book to start off with. I say this with all sincerety,. may her soul rest get some peace that she really deserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/2940/annefrankcw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 353px" height="448" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/2940/annefrankcw2.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115659041596080073?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115659041596080073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115659041596080073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115659041596080073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115659041596080073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/young-girl-that-blew-me-off-my-feet.html' title='A young girl that blew me off my feet.,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115607778404073234</id><published>2006-08-20T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:57:58.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Look ! KK's lookin at me !! Wat the.......... !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know ., i know everything. There are three kinds of ppl on this planet., guys., girls and with all respect, don wanna talk bout the third kind here now. I also know guys are attracted to girls n vice versa. I also know that it's just natural instinct to be attracted to somebody of the opposite sex ( woah ! I think that's the first time i used that word on my blog., i'm growin up !). I think few of u wudn't agree to the fact that we're attracted to someone coz we're programmed to. Attraction only leads u to somebody., it's upto ur heart to decide if u gonna stick around that somebody or move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not really sure y I look at girls when they pass by. Now., dont get me wrong., i'm not some kinda roadside cheapo. I got a few doubts bout y i do that. Is it still that instinct thing ? Am i lonely lookin 4 a good friend ? or Am I so lonely that I check out some girl involuntarily? Or am I just lookin out 4 somebody familiar ? I really donno ., but obviously I don do it 4 wrong reasons. Wat can harm I do by just lookin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So girls, if u even catch me lookin at u., trust me u got nothin to worry bout. I'm not a cheapo. If i know u., i'd prob'ly approach or say 'hi'. If my expressions look like I donno u., i'm prob'ly tryin very hard to remember u from some place and even then, if I keep lookin at u ., u can be sure that I donno u., but I probably like somethin bout u n am too shy to compliment u bout it. Remember., unlike many others., i dont stare., I just look :) coz unlike many others., I'm a good boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115607778404073234?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115607778404073234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115607778404073234&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115607778404073234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115607778404073234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/look-kks-lookin-at-me-wat.html' title='Look ! KK&apos;s lookin at me !! Wat the.......... !!!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115578798387969393</id><published>2006-08-17T09:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:14:32.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rain cannot wash away my spirits.., may be my sleep..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was in another world, my dream world, dreaming about wat life would be like in the near future, I dream very close to reality, fantasy has no place in my life other than in movies. I'm woken up by my sister at half past 5 in the morning. She tells me I gotto drop her at her early morning class. Half awake, I carefully make my way to the bathroom to freshen up, careful not to hit anythin on the way. I come out, still not fully awake. I get ready in record time coz time doesnt wait for anyone. My sister's class does wait 4 everyone., coz its basically stuck inside the building, but time doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bothering to check the weather, I dress up in a very thin Tee shirt and a coat that basically offers no protection from cold or rain. I kick start my bike n rev up the throttle. As soon as I come out of my building, a blanket of cold air and en even colder water drizzling down hits me. I'm too sleepy to worry bout that now, i'm focussed on my mission to drop my sis at her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drive on,the breeze and the cold rain water cut through the flesh on my face and hands., atleast that how it feels. I got no protection for my eyes, which now, wanna go back to wat they were doing 10 mins ago, locked away in warmth and comfort of the eye-lids, resting after a whole day of strain. I manage to reach my destination on the slippery roads, through dangerous early mornin traffic and against the spine chilling cold breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain gets thicker on my way back home. My fingers start to freeze and my palm turns pale white. My eyes are barely open n I almost drive with my eyes closed, coz i know that road like i know.., hmm., that road. I manage to reach home without any incidents or accidents. Blood starts flowing back to my face n palms as soon I reach the warmth of the indoors. Coz my hands are numb, I have to get them warmed up to write this down. No., I dont stay in Alaska or Siberia., but when yesterday was sweating hot and 2day's like this., that's exactly how it feels in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="370" alt="Rainy day" src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/2622/rainydaygk4zc7.jpg" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115578798387969393?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115578798387969393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115578798387969393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115578798387969393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115578798387969393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/rain-cannot-wash-away-my-spirits-may.html' title='Rain cannot wash away my spirits.., may be my sleep..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115560790722397662</id><published>2006-08-15T07:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-15T07:41:47.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Independence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;everybody. 2day's not about waking up late n going out with friends n enjoying the holiday, though u can still do all of that. It's bout showing ur respect for wat this day stands for, our Independence. Take a moment to remember all those martyrs becoz of whom we now live free to do all the above mentioned. Be Indian, feel Indian, act Indian and be proud of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="298" alt="Happy Independence Day" src="http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/2271/flagqq2.jpg" width="442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's somethin for all you patriots. It's somethin i made., a small file. Download it and install it. I'm sure u'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filelodge.com/files/room23/622075/INDIAN.zip"&gt;Download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115560790722397662?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115560790722397662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115560790722397662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115560790722397662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115560790722397662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-independence-day-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115445972413455923</id><published>2006-08-02T00:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:02:38.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My B'day .,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;22 years ago., 8 minutes after the clock struck midnite marking the begin of August., a soft haze formed around the moon., astrologers and priests predicted the birth of a king ., somebody who was born with the power to change the fate around him., one in a million., THE ONE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...., he must hav been born someplace., 5 hours after all the hullabaloo., here in hyderabad ., the humble., down to earth ., cute lil me was born :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been somebody who lived up to wat I say. I enjoyed my life every moment. I dont hold on to memories that strongly ., good or bad., I rarely regret somethin I do and all the good things in life., I enjoy for the moment., waitin 4 the next best thing to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Birthday has been anything but a blast. No celebrations., no big treats., no new clothes., no baloons., no decorations. But still., it's gonna b one of my most memorable Bdays ever.&lt;br /&gt;Y ??? Coz my friends made it that spl 4 me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day actually started off at midnite. I kept getting calls n sms's from sometime b4 midnite 4m friends who wanted to be the first to wish me ! After a long series of taking calls and holding calls., I took the call 4m my friend Harsha who asked me to come downstairs. He were here along with Gautam and Anand with a cake ! I'm not really fond of cutting cakes even at this age., but doin it with good friends at that time on the deserted road n the almost freezing winds is somethin cool !! Then the usual cake cuttin and cake smearin we had a small photoshoot. Now that's a spl start 4 ur Bday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="491" alt="kk bday 012.JPG" src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/room23/622075/kk%20bday%20012.JPG" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="357" alt="kk bday 024.JPG" src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/room23/622075/kk%20bday%20024.JPG" width="455" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didnt hav much plans 4 the rest of the day coz of different reasons but I didnt complain. I've had enough treats n parties n food the whole week to last me a whole month ! Even though it didnt &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; like my Birthday., it sure did &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Coz i was constantly reminded by the many many Bday wishes I got 2day. Here's a short account of it.&lt;br /&gt;'Bout 140 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; wishes.,&lt;br /&gt;22 sms's .,&lt;br /&gt;more than a 50 phone calls . That's the most number of wishes i got on any single day of my life !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then I ended the day with a late night show for the movie 'Golmal'., a silly sensless but funny comedy., that's a really fun way to end the day !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I took time to thank everybody who wished me., but it doesnt hurt to do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thanks a lot 4 ur wishes guys !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hopin to hear 4m all of u the same day., next year ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115445972413455923?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115445972413455923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115445972413455923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115445972413455923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115445972413455923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bday.html' title='My B&apos;day .,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115451436934671669</id><published>2006-07-31T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:44:00.143+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Endless Love..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm a music lover., language and genre no bar. I listen to English.,spanish.,hindi.,telugu.,tamil.,malayalam.,punjabi.,chinese.,etc etc etc. I fell in love with a song i recently came across. It's a Chinese song and is 4m the Movie ' The Myth'., Starring Jackie Chan and featuring our very unfortunately own Mallika Sharawat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This song's called '&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Endless Love&lt;/span&gt;' and guess wat.., &lt;strong&gt;Jackie Chan actually Sang it&lt;/strong&gt; !!! n boy ! He's good or wat !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Check out this video of this song and if u like it., download it illegally like u do the rest of the songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE THE VIDEO TILL IT LOADS UP COMPLETELY. THEY"RE NOT MADE 4 INDIAN BROADBAND.   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN3Gzvwf2dQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115451436934671669?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115451436934671669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115451436934671669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115451436934671669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115451436934671669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/07/endless-love.html' title='Endless Love..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115282144959910110</id><published>2006-07-13T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:55:03.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I know where I wanna go.., do u ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's finally come., the inevitable., the shady part of life where u hav to part with ur near n dear. Well., nobody's really going anywhere., but I still see the space seperating me n my friends is growin by the day. Ever had the feeling that something's within ur reach but still far away ? I hav that feelin a lot these days. Can't blame anybody., coz everybody's working towards their goals ., or atleast somethin close to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Should I be proud of them for working hard, takin steps to go someplace in life n some also reaching there ? Or should I be dissapointed bout me being at home., jobless ? Hmm ., lets see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My outlook on life and little things in life is different., practical and to some of u a lil odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bout my friends., some of them started workin., some flyin off to 'foreign' countries to quench their thirst for knowledge ., and some just to get the hell out of their homes n Njoy some nice tranquil freedom. They still hav a lot to achieve in life., so proud., hmm., no., not proud., but sure am darn happy 4 them ! Keep it up guys ! Keep moving !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Comin back to me., should I envy my friends who're workin and earnin already when I'm at h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ome still studyin ? Well.., NO ! The paths we chose are totally different., no point of comparision. But I should definitely take some motivation 4m the whole scenario. They reached their goals., I hav a goal now and its time 4 me to work towards it. I THINK i'm putting in a good effort. Even if I don't make it ( god forbid )., atleast i'll b happy 4 trying hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All my life I've seen ppl talkin about havin goals in life n working towards them and I used to think.,how on life can u be sure that things are gonna turn out the way u plan them. I mean., Life is uncertain. But now i realise it's very imp to take life is steps., in form of short term goals coz only when u know ur destination u can start your journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reach one short term goal and u'll clearly see what u wanna do next. Boy ! Sometimes I write such good stuff ! I'm goin to follow that for sure !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img476.imageshack.us/img476/8225/roads31za.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 440px; HEIGHT: 678px" height="678" src="http://img476.imageshack.us/img476/8225/roads31za.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115282144959910110?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115282144959910110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115282144959910110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115282144959910110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115282144959910110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-where-i-wanna-go-do-u.html' title='I know where I wanna go.., do u ??'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-115004368498621114</id><published>2006-06-11T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:37:36.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KK's day out..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm the kinda guy that thinks that spending one fun hour with a friend is better than ten at an all-you-can-eat-buffet., coz anywhere else., there's only limited fun., so u can only imagine how much fun I must hav had 2day.&lt;br /&gt;Today is really a day worth rememberin 4 a long time to come., was out for like 15 hours 2day and spent it with some of my  oldest friends and my newest friend. No work., no studies.,lots of fun n tasty food. Wat else can u ask 4 !?&lt;br /&gt;My newest friend Appu is here 4m chennai 4 her project n doesnt know hyd that much. Who other proud hyderabadi to show off my wonderful city than me ? n its not that easy 4 me to say no to friends., so showed her a lil of HYD., a lil of the old n lil of the old., and we had Hyderabadi Biryani., a must for all who're new to Hyd. Oh i 4got to mention., we talked., n talked n talked., 4 somebody who knows me well., those many '&lt;em&gt;talked&lt;/em&gt;'s when i'm around wud b shocking., of course she was doing most of the talking., but i did a lil too :D&lt;br /&gt;I don talk much., thats me ., but when the other person's a good, cool,no-attitude talker., i'd love to listen for hours., n I had fun doing so.&lt;br /&gt;N after a looong outing cum tour cum chat ., we said our goodbyes for the day n I came back home only to get ready for another outing. My best friend Arjun was in Hyd after a long time. Though he was here 4 another reason., we decided we were all gonna spend the night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="480" alt="School gang" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/2985/14cm2.jpg" width="629" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N after meetin up with a few other old school friends we went home ., watched movies., had dinner together, kind of., and talked n talked n like always slept in the morning. Such night outs with friends are always so much fun., i just wish they didnt booze coz after they do., its just not the same :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="445" alt="My Gang" src="http://img480.imageshack.us/img480/5567/28ac3.jpg" width="579" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to put it words how important friends are 4 me. I'm not really an 'expressive' guy., but when i'm with my friends., in the inside I am really at the extreme ends of emotions like happiness., excitement., more happiness., more excitement. I'm sure most of u understand wat i'm talkin bout. Friends are like gods blessings., choose good ones n they'll make ur day., anyday !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-115004368498621114?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/115004368498621114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=115004368498621114&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115004368498621114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/115004368498621114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/06/kks-day-out.html' title='KK&apos;s day out..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114898962119941300</id><published>2006-05-30T16:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:23:26.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's somethin I wrote a few months ago., don't know y., but i felt like puttin it up my blog., n PLZ dont get me wrong., my life now is not in the sad tone as this is., i'm pretty happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;wat do u do when things dont go right ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;do u turn a blind eye to it or turn around n fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;life's never a 100 percent perfect or nice .,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;somtimes it is., sometimes otherwise .,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;wen u're not understood by ur friends., ur kin.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;it hurts like a splinter under ur skin.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;its there though u cant see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;makes u wanna give in., makes u wanna quit.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;but thats not life's all about., is it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;its not bout standin helpless n takin a hit.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;Let 'em go., bygones are bygones., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;learn to dance to life's new tunes.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;this life is urs, make it better.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;dont let anythin be a fetter.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm writin this dont mean i'm sad or desperate.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;but its hard to turn back time., may b its too late.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;i might hav lost somethin gr8 that i had.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;i'm not heartbroken though., jussst a lil sad.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;Life doesnt stop.., it moves on.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;time to put aside the things that r foregone.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="365" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/15/thinkdeep6ld.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114898962119941300?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114898962119941300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114898962119941300&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114898962119941300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114898962119941300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/05/heres-somethin-i-wrote-few-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114849229390231332</id><published>2006-05-25T10:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:20:06.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's a blogger that I've been readin recently., n wat I like bout her blog is the simplicity with which she writes bout everyday stuff n simplicity is wat I &lt;em&gt;dig&lt;/em&gt;. So here's a post that i've come across in her blog n with her permission am puttin it here 4 u guys., but its a request that U leave ur comments at her blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaitra.wordpress.com/2006/04/28/going-that-extra-miledoing-that-extra-thing/#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;N here's the Link to her Blog : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaitra.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Face to Face with Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/zzz.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Taking true love for granted is one mistake made by everyone. its a mistake that remains forever….in the face of loosing someone u love the most….&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why people dont realise that what they have….is RARE…not many people can claim of being at peace with their love….&lt;br /&gt;i dont think there is nething much more neglected than true love…. True love of ur parents,ur siblings, ur frens and ur life partner……people sometimes just dont realise that the person at the other end is their soulmate… they are meant to b together….&lt;br /&gt;everybody just forgets to go that extra mile… they forget that the person they dont turn around to, may be gone someday….FOREVER……..&lt;br /&gt;realising the importance of someone after that person is gone…..is the toughest realisation,the toughest lesson….&lt;br /&gt;sometimes destiny can be so cruel, that it wont give u more than a chance….if u miss it….the chance is gone forever….&lt;br /&gt;being loved truely, happens to really blessed people. and letting go this oppurtunity is like letting your heart wander away from ur soul…forever….&lt;br /&gt;our soulmates cross our paths many times and sometimes only once….so u will never know whether you have only one chance or u will have many….&lt;br /&gt;recognizing a soulmate isnt a tough job…..but commiting is and keeping that commitment is the toughest….. somebody said GOD made us in pairs….but i feel he made us in groups…. Groups of ppl who love each other n have the same feelings……&lt;br /&gt;AND ACROSS LIFETIMES WE ARE BORN TOGETHER…. we meet ,we learn, we depart…but holdin on is the toughest job….and letting go is a matter of a fraction of a second…&lt;br /&gt;all i mean is that,going an extra mile for someone you love, wont hurt…infact it will make u happier…. i can bet seeing ur loved one smile, will give u all ur rewards….take time to think…slow down…and feel loved….make other person feel loved….for everything else wont matter if that person isnt around….&lt;br /&gt;GOING that extra mile may seem too emotional and sentimental but…u have to….or u will loose something that deserved that extra effort..that small amount of time….&lt;br /&gt;Stop n think…think abt the love thats all around u….&lt;br /&gt;love in ur MOM’s worry….love in ur DAD’s advice….in ur siblings’ fights….in ur life partner’s words…..&lt;br /&gt;everything’s love n deserves a reply….take time to reply before its too late….&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;Chaitra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to her Blog again ., do check it out : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaitra.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Face to Face with Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114849229390231332?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114849229390231332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114849229390231332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114849229390231332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114849229390231332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/05/heres-blogger-that-ive-been-readin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114841567381827547</id><published>2006-05-24T01:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-24T11:30:02.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alrite ! Finally my results are out n I'm a Graduate !!! Somethin to b happy bout it ? Not exactly., coz the former didnt exactly come out as expected and the latter just adds responsibilities to my carefree life. I understand that i cant always just sit back n hav fun., n live a chilled out life like an irresponsible kid. I got my next immediate step in life planned out ( coz i like to do things one step a time ) and I think I'm gonna make it work.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm at a very imp stage in my life., I've made a few serious decisions., some mite seem good., some mite seem harsh., but they're 'decisions' and not just 'thoughts' and I think I'm gonna stick to them coz this is my life., if I wont make it right 4 me., who will ??&lt;br /&gt;I was just talkin with a friend when we thought " everybody's born with brains., only those who are sincere n hard workin n who makes use of their brains comes out at the top"., I know I got in me, wat it takes to be successful., I just lost it in the last 4 years. I wanna claim my life back., I'm goin to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody ever mentions whoever&lt;br /&gt;Can make or break your day&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever seems to remember&lt;br /&gt;That life is a game we play&lt;br /&gt;We live in the shadows and we had the chance and threw it away&lt;br /&gt;And it's never gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz the years are falling by like the rain&lt;br /&gt;And it's never gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;Till the life I knew comes to me and says&lt;br /&gt;Hello..., It's good to be back, good to be back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="254" alt="So wat !?" src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/3688/sowat2jt.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114841567381827547?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114841567381827547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114841567381827547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114841567381827547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114841567381827547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/05/alrite-finally-my-results-are-out-n-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114736193013606348</id><published>2006-05-11T20:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:24:38.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Are you busy....???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wat really does being busy mean ? Literally it means &lt;em&gt;being occupied &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;being engaged in some kind of work.&lt;/em&gt; Really ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they dont wanna do something else that they dont like doing.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they wanna postpone things.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they ., by habit or sheer laziness., procrastinate things.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they dont feel like talkin to you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they got more imp ppl to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl get used to doin nothin n lazing around that they're too &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; to finish their work.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ppl are &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; coz they JUST dont feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time u hear ppl say they're busy., think bout it.., are they really ... ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N if u wonderin y I wrote this post., its coz very obviously i'm NOT busy ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/wink.1.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/wink.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="406" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/2075/liedown4rz.jpg" width="528" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114736193013606348?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114736193013606348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114736193013606348&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114736193013606348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114736193013606348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/05/are-you-busy.html' title='Are you busy....???'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114622469797541583</id><published>2006-04-28T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-30T11:25:09.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye College ..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its very ironic that one of the most awaited and also one of the saddest days of my life hit me on the same day., the 27th of April 2006. It's one of the most awaited days of my life coz it'd b the last day of my engg life., the same reason y its also very sad. Somethin that was a major part for 4 long years of my life., ended just like that., with a single bell that announced the end of my last engg exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna write a post bout me., but then I thought Y not write bout wat i've been thru the past 4 years n how they've affected me. This is gonna b a loong post ., so those of u who think this is too long to read but hav the patience to sit thru 3 hours of made up crap at the movies., talk for hours on the phone or spend days finishing a book., I guess 10-15 mins of reading this post shudnt bother ur patience levels much. Here goes.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;**** &lt;/span&gt;To save me energy n time, i'll write ' last four years' as '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;LFY&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing that I'll remember bout the LFY is that I've gone thru so many changes that I think i'll stand as a perfect example 2 the phrase ' turning over a new leaf'. There hav been quite a few changes physically n in my personality that ppl who've known me for quite sometime always keep mentioning it. For good or bad, ppl change as time flies by and that's how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I joined engg I was this chubby guy whose fashion statement was 'still in my jeans n shirt that i had on last nite' n I had this moustache that never felt the touch of a blade., n now., I'm a hunk !!! Ha ha., not really but compared to wat i was b4., u can almost say that. I've lost a lot of weight., dress slightly better n am still tryin out new stuff. I still am a simple guy but I've learnt that it doesnt hurt to dress good., coz 4 u to look good u hav to make an effort., not everybody's born a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more very apparent change is in my introvertish attitude that I had even during the first year of my engg., i was shy with anybody who i didnt know for a loong time and this was really bad when it came to girls. I rarely talked to any. I hav reasons 4 that which I'l mention in sometime. Now all that is almost gone. ALMOST. I've used the 'ragging' in my II year to get rid of this. I started talkin to so many boys n gals while ragging that my shyness kinda dissapeared. Now i'm so comfy talkin to everybody., especially girls that sometimes I take too much leniency while talkin to them that in rare cases it leads to trouble. But hey ! Lots of ppl love the new me., so I guess I can overlook those silly complaints. On the whole., U can say I've 'broken out of my shell'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The F.R.I.E.N.D.S : This aspect of the LFY is somethin that I'll never never 4get., NEVER ! I've made tons of new friends., some good friends., few close friends and very very few hand picked friends that I can call my BEST FRIENDS. I always dreamed of a small 'gang' of my own with some certain traits that'd make them good friends n gr8 company n that we can hangout a lot 2gether., share everythin n be ., like., inseparable and wud do ANYTHING for each other n other good stuff. I realize that its easy to dream but all dreams dont come true esp when it concerns girls n i always 4get that we're in India but I'm very glad that i atleast found those 'spl few'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kinda guy that gets attatched to everythin n every place in my life and 4 important years of my life is not somethin that I can 4get just like that esp when it carries so many memories., some very sweet., some not so sweet yet unforgettable. Here are few things not easy 2 4get that happened in the LFY related or not related to coll.&lt;br /&gt;- I was bullied by my snrs in the name of ragging !&lt;br /&gt;- I had my first 'parties' of my life with games n dancing n discos n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- I started talking to girls ( yaaaaay !!! :P)&lt;br /&gt;- I've grown out of my shell., I ain't a shy introvertish kid no more.&lt;br /&gt;- I've started dressing a lil neatly for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;- I've stooped to my academic lowest in my entire life., into the 50-60 % zone., but I still believe that these stupid examinations and percentages don't really show wat I really am.&lt;br /&gt;- I failed in an exam 4 the first time in my life., no., I was failed 4 the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;- I've got my highest and lowest ever marks in any exams in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I travel 90 Kms everyday to n from coll !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I spent more time in the canteen n playin volleyball that I've been fined for attendance shortage., also the first in my life.&lt;br /&gt;- I've tried to learn engg stuff that tens of ppl took decades to research n discover in just 4 years ! Now who's the genious !!??&lt;br /&gt;- I wrote 50 + main exams in just 4 years., thats a lot !!!&lt;br /&gt;- I've lost a classmate to an accident., n thats really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;- I've been in a Riot and ran from the police for two weeks !&lt;br /&gt;- I hav had the BIGGEST crush in my life in the LFY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've become a Net freak in the LFY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've started blogging and in the process learnt a lot bout myself n 'grew up' a lil more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Thanks to Blogging and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.orkut.com/Login.aspx?msg=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ORKUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; lots of ppl in Hyderabad recognise me when i go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've covered soooo many eatouts n restaurants in the LFY n in turn spent a fortune on food !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've been gifted my own bike , PC and Cell phone in the LFY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Slipped a disk in my back.,got it removed in surgery n was on the bed for 45 whole days !!! This has changed my life a lot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm never gonna 4get the friends tht I made here., the time i spent in the canteen n on the stairs chattin to friends., my wonderfull classmates (who i'm really proud of coz inspite of so many diff mentalities we never had a single fight)., the loads of Jnrs that i'm friends with., the long fun bus trips., the ragging., the bunking., the chatting., the 'batting' ., the deadlines of the labs ( which we never pay attention to, NEVER)., the college fests., n a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is 4 all those who are still studyin in coll., u mite hate ur coll a lot ., but remember that this coll life doesnt come again. Njoy it to the fullest while u still hav it., if u dont find it cool or interesting., then make it cool or interesting coz nobody else will do it 4 u. The whole coll n the system that u hate., u wll surely miss after u leave it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/2763/copyofdsc065036hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 452px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="447" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/2763/copyofdsc065036hq.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114622469797541583?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114622469797541583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114622469797541583&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114622469797541583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114622469797541583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/goodbye-college.html' title='Goodbye College ..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114572899779559879</id><published>2006-04-22T23:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:35:52.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>INDIAN IDIOT ..., oops., IDOL 2 !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just when i thought Abhijith Sawanth was a mistake ., and after seein that monkey debojit win in Saregamapa., i saw a ray of hope in Karunya competting in Indian Idol. I know that guy since we were kids., not close friends or anything., but family friends. He started singin as a kid at a very small age and even released a telugu light music album at around 7-8 years of age on his own !! He's that damn talented !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Frankly., Sandeep is &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; a good singer., deff not India's best. I can sing as good as he can n i'll challenge him anyday 4 a challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These reality shows + public voting hav been a big dissapointment., except 4 Nach Baliye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I seriously think its time to put a stop to these shows., not only are the talented guys hearts breakin., the undeservin are gettin all the name n fame. Judgin shud b left 4 those who can really judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/VOTES.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys., if u are really pissed off bout this system as much I am., i want u to check this out n help if u want to &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/voting99/petition.html"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/voting99/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114572899779559879?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114572899779559879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114572899779559879&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114572899779559879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114572899779559879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/indian-idiot-oops-idol-2_114572899779559879.html' title='INDIAN IDIOT ..., oops., IDOL 2 !!!!!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114545274426750224</id><published>2006-04-18T18:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:54:04.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5 months of hard work ( yup., 5 looong boring months ! ) ., getin up early in the mornin., 20 Kms of commuting everyday ., 5 days a week for a whole month spent in the dirty n hot workshop floor., 2000 bucks ( not a single paise worth spending ) .,hours and hours of typing and editing the project report., hundreds of rupees and lots of pleading the book binders for the final finishing and binding n preparing the records in time.., thaaaats our PROJECT !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All that down to 5 mins of VIVA by some stranger who mite/mite not hav any idea bout wat our project is bout. Only a cook can know wat it takes to prepare a dish. I was in mixed emotions the whole day., stomach churnin like a washing machine coz of the tension but was very excited in my head coz 2day was the last day that we'd hav anythin to do about our project. Reached at coll at 10 n waited., n waited., n waited and finally had our viva at around 3 in the afternoon. The jerk starts talkin on the phone after we went in and talks crap 4 about 10 mins and then comes n says that our project wasn't impressive. I heard other grps say that he said the same to them., but hearin that bout our project felt like a kick in the gutt. He asked us not to worry bout marks n stuff ., yeah rite ! how can we not !? Anywyas., i answered the Questions he put to me n came out not too satisfied but not too sad either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Two more theory exams n thats it., out of engg !!! Sad !? Scary !? Happy !? Lets wait n see.., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114545274426750224?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114545274426750224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114545274426750224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114545274426750224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114545274426750224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally.html' title='FINALLY !!!'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114516914822520898</id><published>2006-04-16T11:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:59:10.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alrite., now u know my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-buddies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;school friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;., its now time I introduce u to my good friends ., from my engineering., the ppl I hang out with regularly., the ppl i'm close to. There's a looooooot to speak bout these guys., sometimes words are not enuf to express everything., watever i cud., i put it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/pawar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mr. Santosh Pawar., or just pawar to us. I don hav one regular pic of his coz he never is regular. A perfect mixture of crazy guy + reserved guy. He's got habits that i dont like but i can overlook that coz i know he's very good at heart. Wat i like the most about him is that he's veeeery down to earth. A pretty brilliant guy if not for his laziness. We have very good understanding. I'm friends with everybody 4m my class., n i think its worth mentioning here that i really am proud of my class., in the sense that , so many diff mentalities 2gether for 4 years in the same class, and not a single fight or clash., thats goood ! and I'm closest to this guy in my class. I wish him all the best for his future and his love life too ;) U're good man., just dont b shy or scared., if u want somethin ., u have to try hard for it. I think its time he stopped wasting time n took life more seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yo everybody ! Give it up 4 Mr Rohit and Mr Karthik !! Two of my cloosest and best friends . My comfort level with them is unmatchable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rohit (blue): A typically nice guy., a lil confused (perhaps)., otherwise very good at heart. Very selfless friend., ask him 4 a favour n he wudn't hesitate much. He's prob'ly taken advantage of in this matter n i get angry ., everytime that happens. Being too nice is also a bad thing sometimes. He absolutely loves to go out and eat out a lot., my kinda guy ! ;) One interesting thing bout him., when he's not really tryin., he's a chik magnet ., but when he is., he tends to get a lil carried away n it doesnt work in his favour. So mintu bhai., chill out n sit back n wat u deserve will come to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Karthik (in white): First thing anybody'll notice about him is that any hour of any day of any week., u'll find him dressed up neatly as if 4 some spl occassion. Its not a bad thing., but 4 someone like me who's dressing style is the 'just-out-of-bed-casual' style., this is a lil too much. Very nice guy and clean in habits. Very calculated guy., damn i'm always impressed by tht ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Another thing i like about this guy is he manages to impress ppl by talking., and can hav ppl sit with him 4 hours while he's talkin n talkin n talkin. Wish i cud hav some of that power. He's very good with girls., somethin i have to learn also 4m him. Being emotional n senti is good., but too much of anythin is not nice ., i know he'd deny on this point but I know how things are n he needs to chill out a lil too. I better not mention the Three-letter-word here just so that I don get my ass kicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/three.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So., here are the dangerous trio ., the other half of the very few ppl i hang out with. Rajiv., Preetam and Susheel. Me., rohit., karthik and these three are the regular freak out grp. All of them are 4m one section and i'm 4m another., we're all still very good freinds. Its an absolute blast hanging out with them. I've seen a lot of the outside world and tried out new places with these guys and all those moments will b remembered 4 a loooooooong time. These three are the funny guys and their jokes and timings are too good. They think that i'm not being too 'into' the grp coz i dont talk much. I think its waaay interesting 4 me to just shut up n listen to them talk., funny stuff or serious. Frankly speakin , their thinkin is a lil diff 4m mine coz they got diff principles in life n follow them strictly., but again its not too narrow minded., somethin in between. I think they shud think a lil more freely n see how better life gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is only a lil about these guys., i can write volumes of books on my friends., but prob'ly not on my blog. I know i've been a lil frank on this post., but i cud b even more frank., not sure if everybody can take it sportively. So., thats it 4 now on my good friends. Hope u liked em . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114516914822520898?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114516914822520898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114516914822520898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114516914822520898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114516914822520898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114512638954276141</id><published>2006-04-15T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:34:27.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last nite., i'd been to this movie ., 'premante intey' ., my telugu movie., second show after a long time. The movie was good., simple story bout a confused young lover., not too filmi ., but i'm not here to write a post about the movie review or something. I fell in love with the heroine of that movie., but again., i donno wat love is ., so., i'll rephrase that., I got a HUGE crush on the actress. She's not bad at acting., but i just like her as a cute girl. Here are a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/premanteinthe25.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/premanteinthe25.0.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/poonam.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/poonam.0.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/poonam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/poonam2.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's one of the CUTEST and FRIENDLIEST and NICEST face i've seen in a long time ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114512638954276141?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114512638954276141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114512638954276141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114512638954276141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114512638954276141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114469618345436422</id><published>2006-04-10T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:11:29.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pffff...., i will not use any one work adjective to describe the day i had 2day., coz then the post would finish in just one line. So., i'm in the project and report mood still., so i'll present my post in that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Wat I did/ happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : Didnt get ready properly or had a decent breakfast coz i was busy coz of the project work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went to coll slightly bored coz i 4got my MP3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hadn't had even 5 mins of continious rest the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Travelled back aroun 55-60 kms in the stinkin hot summer noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spent total of around 400 Rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had something to eat at 10 in the morning and then at around 7-8. Thats a gap of around 9 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lots of work to b done and i was stuck with a measly 3 Rs balance in my mobile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Airtel guy tells me I've used up 200 free sms's when i know i used up a little less than 100. Screw him !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Wat I got off the day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;: Pangs of Hunger thru the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Completely dehydrated and thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Slightly tanned .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sweaty (like crazy) but thank god., not smelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got my brains all scrambled up tryin 2 arrange all the project reports in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spent one and half times the actual amount required 4 the report to b paid coz i had this stinkin time constraint and he took advantage of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Wat I got off the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( from the eyes of an optimist) : Kept myself busy rather than sleep, eat and sleep more like i do everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got to meet Manjusha and Divya., just meeting them cheers me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got my report approved by one of the crasiest project guides one can have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ate my two meals with the few close friends I have 4m college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its fun makin long trips with good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got all my printouts done 4 free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got around the city without having to drive in this stinkin traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had a very tasty pulav with loads of coke n crispy chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the WHOLE day with Rohit and Kartik., now thats gooood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am done with all my stupid project work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : A pretty HECTIC day., but not a bad day. I wish it cud have been a lil better, but then again it cud have been worse., so am happy with 2day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114469618345436422?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114469618345436422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114469618345436422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114469618345436422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114469618345436422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/pffff.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114458158172290225</id><published>2006-04-09T16:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:03:44.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is not something that i wanted to write on my blog., but somethings have pushed me to write this down. Recently ppl writin down stuff bout &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Himesh Reshammiya&lt;/span&gt; ., &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/himesh.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;makin fun of his voice n style., starting hate communities and groups against him., grow up ppl ! He's a musician., a singer., a composer., do either of these and then u'll b fit to criticise someone else. I agree that not all songs of his are good., but even top composers like Rahman make bad songs or albums once in a while. If u think some song of his is bad., listen to the good ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I also agree that he has a different style of singing., different mind u ., not funny. His voice is like that., so he has to sing like that. Nobody makes fun of Lucky Ali even when he sings entirely with his nose ! Nobody makes fun of Adnan sami even his voice sounds like someone stuffed something deep inside his chubby neck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The cap.., THE CAP !!! Y has it become the focus ! He's a musician., listn to his music !! The lead singer or Limp Bizkit wears a cap., micheal Jackson almost always wears a hat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its very ironic that ppl listen to his songs., hum them., dance to them and still laugh at him with somebody cracks a joke on him. Its actually hypocracy ...,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114458158172290225?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114458158172290225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114458158172290225&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114458158172290225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114458158172290225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-not-something-that-i-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114439890055269075</id><published>2006-04-06T22:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:09:44.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After many hectic days with tonnes of work along with small problems bugging u like mosquitoes in the dark, in a power cut on a hot summer night ., one good day helps bring a smile of ur face., doesn't it. No wonder I'm smiling so much 2day. Today has been a real good day. Some due work regardin my project was dealt with., met so many friends n familiar ppl in coll 2day that i didnt have time to b bored. I did have a lil problem with my guide 4 the project.,but I think i can overlook that one lil thing coz i had such good day.&lt;img src="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/4489/yb619ep.gif" width="18" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I finished all the exam work very liesurely while everybody was runnin around tryin to get things done. The food in the canteen was bad., but its like that evryday., so no complainin bout that. &lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/4767/yb6296nk.gif" width="18" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The best part of the day is that i gotto speak to my one of my best friend after quite a few days. &lt;img src="http://img93.imageshack.us/img93/7784/yb6363ug.gif" width="38" border="0" /&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;donno wat was wrong or y the gap ,. but glad its gone ( i hope it is )., but the dumb me didnt talk much. I know., I'm really dumb ., but its just that., we're speakin after a long time., n i didnt wanna do anythin silly to spoil it all again. Better be quiet n good, than talk somethin stupid n ruin it all. I wanna badly know wat went wrong., but again there's no way to find out.&lt;img src="http://img107.imageshack.us/img107/7382/yb625jr.gif" width="18" border="0" /&gt; Anyways., that can wait., coz we're talking again !! &lt;img src="http://img93.imageshack.us/img93/7784/yb6363ug.gif" width="38" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat., the good times dont end there. I got two of my good friends join me in the buson the way home. Haleshwar., my classmate n good friend came home n after we had fruit salad with icecream., which felt like heaven after a hot day.,i went to drop him at a pool parlor and ended up playin with him n the rest of the gang ( who're a looot of fun by the way ) for around 3 hours. It was FUN !!!&lt;br /&gt;Came back home., tired n hungry but happy. My eyes are heavy n my whole body's cravin 4 rest., so with this line .,i finish this post.,with a smile on my face of course &lt;img src="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/4489/yb619ep.gif" width="18" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I gather all my energy to do one last dance 4 the day that i've had. &lt;img src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4714/wbyim595dy.gif" width="26" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114439890055269075?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114439890055269075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114439890055269075&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114439890055269075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114439890055269075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-many-hectic-days-with-tonnes-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114420755968629567</id><published>2006-04-05T08:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:20:59.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello every1., this is my friend Arjun Pal., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my oldest n closest friend of 'em all.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he's older than me., an year old may b.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but 2day ., he's the Bday baby., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So let us all wish him his Bday wishes 2day., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A VERY VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; 4m everybody n KK ., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img335.imageshack.us/img335/989/palbday3hb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114420755968629567?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114420755968629567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114420755968629567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114420755968629567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114420755968629567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-every1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114369295763772727</id><published>2006-03-30T09:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-30T09:59:17.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UGADI Subhakaanshalu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To all the non-telugu ppl., that means&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;UGADI greetings., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;in telugu of course ! I'll share with u some info bout Ugadi now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;UGADI is derived 4m the older name YUGA AADI ., which means begining of a new age. Its believed that Brahma., the god of creation started building the universe on this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;UGADI is not only the start of the new year, it also welcomes the season of Spring and bids farewel to the cold winters., though it mite not be that apparent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Like many of the other festivals., houses are cleaned., ppl get up early., bathe n dress up in new clothes ( wish Ugadi came more than once every year) and cook their traditional dishes. One special thing about UGADI would b the 'Ugadi pacchadi' which literally means pickle., but its kind of a strong., really strong tasting herbal mixture kind of thing. Its a mixture of Salt.,Jaggery( the sweet)., Tamarind(tangy).,Tender neem flowers(horribly BITTER!!!) and raw mango(sour). All these signify the different spices of life. Like it or not., life's not all sweet., although we'd all like it that way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/ugadi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Another important thing that's done today is listening to the Pachangam. Its the calender of the new year and experts read it out and make predictions about rains., crops ., climates etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its believed that what you do today., is gonna affect you the rest of the year and you'll probably be good at it the rest of the year. So ppl try., i mean,. TRY to do good things 2day like study., get ur early.,not spend too much money or try not to fight much., and u know ., all the other nice things. So., all of you do somethin nice 2day., anything ! Wish u all A HAPPY UGADI and a really happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="314" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/ugadi2.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although i knew all this stuff., i just needed to cross check and the info courtesy is by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.udupipages.com/home/festival/ugadi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.udupipages.com/home/festival/ugadi.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114369295763772727?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114369295763772727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114369295763772727&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114369295763772727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114369295763772727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/ugadi-subhakaanshalu.html' title='UGADI Subhakaanshalu'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114328973791488699</id><published>2006-03-25T17:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:28:03.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2day I'm gonna write about two &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;strong words. They're not foul words., not motivational words ,. not words of advice but words of expression of feelings. They're '&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;' and '&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;I know.., u must b thinkin that these are probably the most heard words during the day. It's jus that many ppl dont really understand the real meaning of these words and their importance while saying them and those who hear them, hear it so often that u can almost say that these words have really lost their value. Look at it in my point of view, and may b u can understand wat I'm tryin to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody says &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; to you, or thanks you for something u've done, they're not just happy on the inside., they're very happy and grateful enough to say it out loud. It also means that you shud b happy with yourself to have made somebody so happy. &lt;em&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt; is for expressing your gratitude to somebody who's done somethin nice 4 u., but it has become merely a word of formality. Ppl say &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; so that the other person doesnt think wrong of him/her., or it just comes out by instinct. I mean., did u ever notice how this flow of words occur very fast ., like somebody gives u a gift or wishes u., then u say &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; and they say &lt;em&gt;dont mention it &lt;/em&gt;or somethin like that. It doesnt really come out of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when u hear the word &lt;em&gt;sorry,&lt;/em&gt; thats definitely truble for somebody. &lt;em&gt;Sorry&lt;/em&gt; is the word to express sympathy, pity, or regret., mostly in the case of regrettin doin something. I understand., we're all humans., we all make mistakes., but I've seen cases where ppl keep makin mistakes or hurt ppl and then say &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; ., and this routine happens everyday. These kind of ppl surely must have lost the meaning n value of the word &lt;em&gt;sorry.&lt;/em&gt; Just think., y say sorry if u were careful enuf in the first place? I don say that I don make mistakes., everybody does., just that a few seconds of right thinking will spare the other person the grief and u will probably not have to go thru the guilt trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One poin that &lt;strong&gt;has&lt;/strong&gt; to be discussed here is., shud friends of family members be saying &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; to each other. These words when said to a friend or family or anyone close., are said to give a feel of kind of a formal relation between the two and may b., in rare cases embarrassment too. I will almost agree with it but at the same time have this feeling that whenever u really feel like thanking somebody for something., or apologizing to anybody.,or anything else 4 that matter., dont listen to ur head., listen to you heart. Do what's right. SAY IT !!! And to those ppl (that includes me too) who say ' no thanks and sorries in friendship'., sometimes ppl wanna say a lot of things and they can't., these two words can mean it all., it doesnt hurt to listen.,so just let them say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/3618/shunexpression6fr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114328973791488699?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114328973791488699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114328973791488699&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114328973791488699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114328973791488699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/2day-im-gonna-write-about-two-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114232064300093800</id><published>2006-03-19T08:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:36:47.290+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Buddies.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sooo comfortable with the whole blogging thing and the blogworld that I wanna put my whole life on my blog., as much open n candid as possible and stretch my 'introvertish' attitude to its limit.I've been blogging 4m a pretty long time n I've never told u ppl about my friends. Bad on my part. I think I'll start with my buddies from school.&lt;br /&gt;I've got only this pic with all 6 of us., its pretty old., probably 8 years old. Coz after that., all 6 of us get to meet rarely coz somebody is always busy. So here goes.,&lt;br /&gt;From the left to right.., its Siddharth in Red., then me., then Chaitanya., Anirudh., Arjun Pal and Gautam. There's a reason y I'm writin bout them suddenly. I'm gettin to know these guys a lil better recently, which shud hav happnd way back in school., but glad anyways. In school we grew up as a all boy group., carefree., fun fun and more fun. I'm quite surprised that none of us ever had any problems !! Actually., that mite b the reason that some of are still kids in our heads. Not being around girls has also makes us a feel lil confused n shy n uncomfy among new ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 464px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/group-Photo2.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So here's a short intro bout everybody: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Siddharth ( Sid )&lt;/span&gt; : The calculated guy. He had small problems with the plans he had with his acads but he made sudden changes and made it all work out really well. The most dignified ., but also the most out-of-control guy in our group. He knows his priorities well and does not get carried away that easily against his will. A real hard worker., atleast after school. He was a crazy ass in school., now he's better., he's just an ass :P I must say the only romantic guy and the only guy in real romance in our group...., yet ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat I like about him&lt;/span&gt;: He's always been the 'different thinker' in our group. He's quite adaptive in new situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat change i wud prob'ly like in him&lt;/span&gt; : Not much I guess., i neva used to like northies 4 some reason.,but he's too good not to like him 4 such silly reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Next is me., next to me is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Chaitanya ( Chaitu )&lt;/span&gt; : I really never knew this guy that well all these years coz we talked very lil although we spent a lot of time 2gether. We always had clashing interests n tastes. Now as I get to know him little by little., i realize that he's a pretty matured but radical thinker. Not that he does things in haste., his thinking's a lil radical but he knows wat he's doing and looks like he'll bring heaven n earth 2gether to make it. I remember he used to lie a lot to all of us to keep interestin chat goin on :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat I like in him&lt;/span&gt; : He's almost always calm n composed. U'd never guess the problems this guy has behind his placid appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat change i wud prob'ly like in him&lt;/span&gt; : He's an open minded guy but a lil stubborn in his opinions., which is good most of the time., but u shud always b open to changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Anirudh ( Anni )&lt;/span&gt; : Sweet inside ., ruff outside. Very stubborn ., unless u know how to break his will., and that ., I do know very well ;) I've seen so many extreme sides of this guy that i cudnt come to one conclusion bout wat kinda guy he is. He's always been my punchbag. I've been beating him up as long as we've been friends. even after spending close to 8 years with him., its been hard to understand him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat i like bout him&lt;/span&gt; : He's a damn good hard worker., i know that 4 sure., also a really caring guy., he doesnt show it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat change i wud prob'ly like in him&lt;/span&gt; : He's got a few new habits that i'd like him to get rid of.Not coz i don like them.,but becoz that he's a gr8 guy and he doesnt deserve all that shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Arjun Pal ( Pal )&lt;/span&gt; : My closest friend in this group. No offence to the other guys but i know him 4 the longest time., almost 11 years. We're two ppl with different tastes., diff attitudes., diff lifestyles but we think same. In these 11 years., i don remember even one occassion havin a tiff with him. We're such close and popular friends in school that once we made up a prank to fool everybody that we had a fight and only we both knew about it. BOY ! Did that create some stir in the school. MANY ppl includin a few teachers came up to us to find out wat really happened. We've been thru so many modes of life., we literally grew up together. He's the real grown up in our friends. How many ppl smoke and booze and have a girl friend in class VIII ? (not that all that stuff is good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat I like bout him&lt;/span&gt; : He's the real gutsy guy among all of us. The risk taker i must say. I appreciate that., not everybody can take a diff path and not turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat change i wud prob'ly like in him&lt;/span&gt; : Nothin much I guess., he's a lil stubborn in his own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Goutham ( goti )&lt;/span&gt; : One of my closest friends ever !! Very senti n emotional., doesnt always show it out but its quite obvious. His love n affection 4 anybody is pure and there's no fake or show off AT ALL ! So., if u're one of those that he cares bout., feel lucky n proud that u are ! He was a very sportive., energetic and happy little guy in school. Sadly he's lost most of that now., but he's still my very close friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat I like bout him&lt;/span&gt; : He's very caring sensitive and affectionate guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wat change i wud prob'ly like in him&lt;/span&gt; : He's very caring sensitive and affectionate guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've found hundreds of new friends after school., but i still am with these guys coz they're really really nice ppl. We're all like family. We're as comfy with the others families n homes as we wud b with ours. They've all got new habits n a few small things that I don like., but hey., nobody's perfect. As long as they keep that stuff away 4m me., they're gonna b close to my heart., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114232064300093800?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114232064300093800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114232064300093800&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114232064300093800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114232064300093800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-buddies.html' title='My Buddies.,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114236398938758258</id><published>2006-03-15T00:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:50:52.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Most of us don really know why we celebrate &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOLI&lt;/span&gt; ., but we do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I like that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ppl 4m all communities, religion, region., castes etc etc come 2gether to celebrate this. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I like that !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its a festival that kicks every rule about being neat., not playing in mud., not running out on the streets like crazy kids., not throwing disgustin stuff on each other a kick in their ass. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I like that !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ITS A HOLIDAY !!! I like that ! ( who doesnt??? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its the only day u can escape ppl's wrath even after doin stuff to them like throwin them in a pool of color water or mud., blast eggs inside ur friends pants., hit strangers with wat baloons n stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I like that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Colors are sometimes made with bad chemical crap n that can b real bad 4 us., thats the only thing &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I dont like&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm gonna stay indoors this time., coz I gotto take care of my skin n complexion too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But u can go out n have a blast n celebrate HOLI the way It's supposed to be !&lt;br /&gt;Wat are u waiting 4 !!?? Get ur butt outside n blast ur friend with watever u got !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY HOLI !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="229" src="http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/2549/pic187870fm.gif" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114236398938758258?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114236398938758258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114236398938758258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114236398938758258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114236398938758258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/most-of-us-don-really-know-why-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114179254567992792</id><published>2006-03-08T10:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:20:56.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;Funny Video&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blip.tv/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/vid.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blip.tv/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blip.tv/"&gt;Watch the video&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;WE were tryin to intro each other ., but it soon turned out to be a fun war of words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*** In the video page., press the play button twice or more times to play the video ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114179254567992792?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114179254567992792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114179254567992792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114179254567992792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114179254567992792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/funny-video-watch-video-we-were-tryin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114154945948283956</id><published>2006-03-05T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:12:03.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My 100th post ..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/3738/10020di.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/3738/10020di.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG POST..., BEWARE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a big award neither is my post a 'thank you speech'.,but this sure is a milestone for me. 100 is always a number to remember. I wanna use this post to remember some important ppl and a few posts that are spl to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it all began&lt;/strong&gt;: The first day of my final year in college, there were only 4 of us in my class. We were introducing ourselves to our new lecturure and he pointed to me and asked me if I had the habit of writing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=diary"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I told him that i'd like to., but nothin much interesting goes on in my life. To that, he replied " everybody's life's interesting in its own way, start writing and u'll know how much there is that goes on in ur life everyday". I was already inspired by one or two blogs which i'll mention soon. So i thought, y not an online diary. I'm not a guy that talks much, so putting my life open online was actually a scary thought. Finally one day, I decided to start created atleast 10 blogs and finally thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was the best for me and started my blog with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/07/jo-hukum-sarkar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;movie review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Blog Content&lt;/strong&gt;: I finally had my own space on the internet. I decided to write my heart n mind out. Some personal stuff., some movie reviews and some personal opinion bout stuff that's happenin around me. For the first two months i had no readers, except for two or three ppl whom I'll mention too.,soon. But i never wanted to quit., i was happy with wat I was doing. Whenever I had somethin in my heart that i wanted to say out.,i was writin it out on my blog. That gave me so much peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonypierce.com/blog/2004/06/how-to-blog-by-tony-pierce-110-1.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is somethin I wanted to follow and wat i wanted my blog to have. I did write so much personal stuff in my blog but still was aware of wat wud happen if the ppl in my life saw any criticism bout them coz not everybody wud b sportive to learn 4m criticism. So i never mentioned names., which........... is gonna change from now. I'm gonna be more open n candid 4m now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogs that inspired me&lt;/strong&gt;: These are also blogs that I regularly go thru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alekhyamandadi.rediffblogs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alekhya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shahabjafri.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Shahab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Archie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://puchaanirudhpanchavati.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anirudh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://poozamishra.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pooza Mishra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Neetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karencheng.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alaysia.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I go thru a lot of blogs but these are the ones that i've been following 4 a relatively long time.&lt;br /&gt;Alekhya, Shahab and Anirudhs blogs feel so proffessional n good, that I cant really compare mine with them.&lt;br /&gt;Pooza Mishra's blog is sure eyecandy.She inspired me to mess with the template and make it different 4m the usual.&lt;br /&gt;Archie's blog is like a Big book.It's got so many sections bout her personal stuf., pics n videos., reviews.,jokes etc !&lt;br /&gt;Nidhi and Neetie's blogs are filled with lots of fun and emotional stuff. Somethin i can relate to. N i've just made friends with them.Gr8 gals !&lt;br /&gt;Karen and Alaysia are blogs that are a mixture of simplicity yet so amazingly interesting stuff at its best.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt 4get my other blog friends., u can find them all in the list to the right. They're some really really cool blogs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite Posts&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/07/jo-hukum-sarkar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is spl to me coz its my first post.&lt;br /&gt;-My first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-really-donno-since-when-ive-become.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;emotional post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; probably.&lt;br /&gt;-My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-i-surrounded-by-boring-people-or.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; on how to Live Lyf., Love Lyf ,but how ppl are doin it wrong instead.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/08/grow-up-india.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; India !&lt;br /&gt;-Just b4 my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-much-as-i-know-that-this-is-not.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-girlfriend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/10/goodbye-already.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Already !?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/11/stop-madness.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Somethings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I hated bout Indian reality shows and I still do.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-friends.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to my friends to 'Open up'.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2005/12/confessions-of-demure-mind.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; of a Demure mind., my mind.&lt;br /&gt;-My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-no-ive-been-tagged-by-grunge.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ideal lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/02/4m-me-to-everybody.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to everybody on 'how to make life jussst a little better'.&lt;br /&gt;-My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-was-just-living-my-life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hate list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-The only thing that is permanent is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-thing-thats-permanent-is-change.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My fav Blog Art&lt;/strong&gt;: I usually put up pictures in most of my posts for those who'd b bored otherwise. If I don find relevant pics., i make some of my own. Here are a few of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/single%20mingle1[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/single%20mingle1%5B1%5D.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/no-goodbye1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/no-goodbye1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/time_4_changes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/time_4_changes.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/1600/watch_out.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/watch_out.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's really sad that some of my closest friends dont read my blog., a few do read after a lot of persuation or blackmailing., some dont even after all that. But I cant blame them. Evrybody's got their own interests n tastes. I'm really really happy bout my regular blog friends and also the new bloggers that are showing up on my blog ., take pain to go thru my posts then take time to leave some wonderful comments. That means a lot to me. Thanks guys !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you can expect to find in my blog in the future&lt;/strong&gt;: I really dont see me stop bloggin in the near future. I wanna write more openly., more honestly, more frankly and if possible more importantly interesting. Hopefully., as time passes by., i'm gonna get wiser n smarter and 4m each day spent., learn something to make life a little better. I'd sure like to know what u guys want to see more of, in my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alekhyamandadi.rediffblogs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alekhya&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://archie.lipsmusic.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Archie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://preetamsden.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Preetham&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nidhi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Neetie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://scrollthru.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;HELL's Angel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://freak-y.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Freak-Y&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://trinityteal.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Teal&lt;/a&gt;, Sindhu, &lt;a href="http://smilesmermaid11.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;RON&lt;/a&gt;, Rose, Hudzie n all my new blog friends that are stoppin by to leave ur comments., thanks a lot guys. 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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14263384-114154945948283956?l=komalthecoolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/feeds/114154945948283956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14263384&amp;postID=114154945948283956&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114154945948283956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14263384/posts/default/114154945948283956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-100th-post.html' title='My 100th post ..,'/><author><name>Kk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08989151299475328081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wsk1CGgs1To/S2sqnJ1-tXI/AAAAAAAAACk/UXH61r8iMrA/S220/kk_dumb.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14263384.post-114150612723374177</id><published>2006-03-04T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:42:18.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How often n how many of u get pissed off when u make plans n they don work out ? I do ., everytime., everyweek ! It happens so often that i've stopped planning 4 things now. I'm tryin to b more spontaneous when it comes to making plans 4 goin out and boy is that working out well !!! Only such plans have worked out well for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So.., yesterday., i was at home watching the movie ' The National Treasure', which was a good movie by the way., I get a sms 4m &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/10566179"&gt;kartik&lt;/a&gt; ," 5:15 at stop n go, 4m there to barista and then some roaming around.See ya". I wasn't asked bout the place or the time or anything ! Made up a plan just like that! I liked that ! So I was ready., so as usual we never went on time. We did stick to the second half of the plan though. Barista coffee house., in Jhills., a nice posh location. It was some place we didnt try out b4 and also cud expect a few cute gals to show up. We sat outdoors where there were a few cute girls and a lot more mosquitos. So went indoors and tried out all diff kinds of coffee. Obviously there was a lot of picture taking too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/100_1864.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After that we decided to go 4 dinner after a long drive coz the weather was cool n breezy after a long time. We went to this deserted place near a lake n talked 4 sometime, took more (crazy) pics. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5470/1285/320/100_1905.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On our way to the restaurant., i saw dark clouds n lightning. Yesterday it was burning hot n now this !? I even expected some alien ships to come out of the clouds like in the movie 'Indepedance day'., but obviously nothin like that happened. Then near the restaurant., some picture taking., then a dinner buffet and then., yup.,u're rite., more picture taking !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was raining cats n dogs n yeah ., also goats n pigs. First rains of this year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="309" alt="" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/8273/lightningcloudstx10nk.jpg" width="467" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What a relief ! I wanted to welcome the rain by drivin home in the rain but my dad didnt want me to. Crap !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I stayed overnite at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11689845"&gt;Rohit&lt;/a&gt;'s house with the rest of the guys. We talked bout stuff., and man ! did we talk !!! I was never with friends who talked so openely with each other b4. Good that i didnt have to talk ., but gotto hear a lot of stuff bout them though. Wish all my other friends were open n honest with me too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=YKXN2AIB6XLLTQHEYO6K

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