<?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-8273088</id><updated>2011-10-27T08:03:14.245-07:00</updated><category term='Auto walas of Blore'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='2006'/><category term='New Office'/><category term='music'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Gym'/><category term='Resignation letter'/><category term='Engagement'/><category term='Church'/><category term='movies'/><title type='text'>welcome to my world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>372</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-6196895815553195057</id><published>2008-06-16T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:41:12.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>More movies over the weekend</title><content type='html'>I saw 3 movies over the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cat On a Hot Tin Roof - This one was so beautiful, specially for people who are facing some trouble with their married life. And the relationship which is shown between the father and the son, is depicted so aptly. Loved the movie. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bridges of Madison County - Another Clinteast movie.  There are very few movies, about which I think after, 2 or 3 days after I watch the movie. But both these movies have had my mind ever since I've seen them. This one was so subtle, yet spoke soo much. Really recommend both these movies...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarkar Raj - I havent seen Sarkar, so cannot comment which one of the 2 is better. I liked the movie. I liked Aishwarya's diamond solitaires, were oh so wooow!!I am getting those next month!!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-6196895815553195057?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6196895815553195057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=6196895815553195057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/6196895815553195057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/6196895815553195057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-movies-over-weekend.html' title='More movies over the weekend'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-451536654528058906</id><published>2008-06-09T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:59:17.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Bangalore</title><content type='html'>Yeah people...you all guessed it right...&lt;br /&gt;4 years in Bangalore...tasted its traffic..its pollution, its rains, its autowalas, its pubs, its idli sambhar, changing homes, college, meeting friends over weekends, hating mondays, FORUM, the concerts, PARAMOUNT, AIWAS, buffet breakfast and lunches....&lt;br /&gt;And now...I have this city which offers me nothing but malls...and some more malls...with no public transportation, no friends to kill the weekend with, no need to change homes, no evenings to look forward to, so that I can "hit" the gym, no hurrys of reaching home "as it might rain", no place to go for idli vadas...I feel like a lost soul in this city...&lt;br /&gt;Or is it part of the "marriage package"? Whatever is the cause, the effect is taking a toll over me..At times, I wonder, whatever happened to that girl called Neha, who swore, will never accept for an arranged marriage, will never leave Bangalore, will live life o her own terms? Who loved life...who lived life...now its just the mechanic me...who looks forward to going to office...at least she feels wanted there, have people to talk to, has a place where she can have her own way...&lt;br /&gt;Or is it that zone where she loves to hide herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in love with Banaglore. Though I know I can never return there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-451536654528058906?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/451536654528058906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=451536654528058906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/451536654528058906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/451536654528058906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/missing-bangalore.html' title='Missing Bangalore'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-5478636667826923054</id><published>2008-03-07T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:29:44.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Movie time!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to seventymm.com, I get all ma fav movies on ma doorsteps. I just have to order them and here I go....&lt;br /&gt;Saw 2 movies recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;City of God - Serious stuff...might appear to be funny by the way it has been narrated but if u ponder over the context, its  so sad...I truely recomment it!And o yes, if you do not get the DVD of it, dont bother taking the VCD,you wont understand a jack...its not english!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On golden pond - OOOO loved this one...watch this one for Katherine Hepburn and Henry Fonda's acting...the direction...very real!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-5478636667826923054?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5478636667826923054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=5478636667826923054&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5478636667826923054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5478636667826923054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-time.html' title='Movie time!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-5885038518416787745</id><published>2008-02-15T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:31:41.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life?</title><content type='html'>This post was due since many long days...And since way too many things have taken place since then...posting some pictures for you....They will speak more than anything else..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167213999215993602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhwVWx4wI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8w_ZuLYyj98/s400/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhwlWx4xI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5cjCTS0aqno/s1600-h/IMG_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167214003510960914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhwlWx4xI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5cjCTS0aqno/s400/IMG_0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhxVWx4yI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uhECe7-I7Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167214016395862818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhxVWx4yI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uhECe7-I7Y4/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhxlWx4zI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q26Ma9T2PKw/s1600-h/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167214020690830130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhxlWx4zI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q26Ma9T2PKw/s400/IMG_0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7Whx1Wx40I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Vy7kUi0kZ9k/s1600-h/IMG_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167214024985797442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7Whx1Wx40I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Vy7kUi0kZ9k/s400/IMG_0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210722155946674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WexlWx4rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WC9zz9PN6Bs/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7Wex1Wx4sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/39hVRTHm9co/s1600-h/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210726450913986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7Wex1Wx4sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/39hVRTHm9co/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WeyVWx4tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u22E99VlBN8/s1600-h/DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210735040848594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WeyVWx4tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u22E99VlBN8/s400/DSC_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WeylWx4uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TclFdH9xBSw/s1600-h/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210739335815906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WeylWx4uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TclFdH9xBSw/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WezFWx4vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tawg1WZ7Htk/s1600-h/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210747925750514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WezFWx4vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tawg1WZ7Htk/s400/IMG_0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-5885038518416787745?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5885038518416787745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=5885038518416787745&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5885038518416787745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5885038518416787745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-life.html' title='New Life?'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/R7WhwVWx4wI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8w_ZuLYyj98/s72-c/IMG_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-3063938283275383876</id><published>2007-10-25T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T02:55:57.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The D Day</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen..All of you are invited to wish me for ma marriage, which is on 28th Dec, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really long, since I posted. Even changed ma URL. Most of you must be wondering, as to whateva happened to me! I am very much alive and kicking...Just enjoying these few days I have with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And O yes, it was my birthday on this Sunday, ie, 21st October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have got an iPod - 80 GB. IPod classic. And it's too sexy!! Check out the pic :) I  still have lots to figure out in it though :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My gym is taking places :) I have a personal trainer too now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Office...aaahh...nothing much to talk about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parties-going strong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends-getting fewer by the day...everybody has become too busy in their own world, which is the corporate world most of the times..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies-As good as ever-the last one I saw was The Insider. One hellava movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I ma planning to post more often. Planning to blog more often. Hoping that you guys neva run out of ideas to blog. This is one of the few things which will connect me to my future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-3063938283275383876?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3063938283275383876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=3063938283275383876&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/3063938283275383876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/3063938283275383876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/10/d-day.html' title='The D Day'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-4587215380119194277</id><published>2007-05-03T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T05:49:08.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now to break a few hearts..and mine too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting engaged on June 24, 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-4587215380119194277?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4587215380119194277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=4587215380119194277&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4587215380119194277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4587215380119194277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-to-break-few-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-7109654178879409025</id><published>2007-04-12T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:01:09.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now for some sad news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GETTING MARRIED. REAL SOON :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-7109654178879409025?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7109654178879409025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=7109654178879409025&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/7109654178879409025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/7109654178879409025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-for-some-sad-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-4586904172482436841</id><published>2007-02-02T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T08:07:20.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym'/><title type='text'>Thus began the gym expedition...</title><content type='html'>After a lot of struggling, one fine day, I was able to drag myself out of the bed to head towards the super sexy gym I have FINALLY started going to. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pssssssstt...I am paying only 1500, which includes 500 as one time commitment charge, 250 for the physio test done at the gym, and 250 for the dietician who will be recommending me not very likable diet for the coming days! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpts of some conversations with the guys at the gym:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (Friday) : Hi! My first day. Whats the procedure like....bla bla bla........some minor exercises...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...........Its a saturday!Weekend....how can I work out on a weekend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.............Its a sunday!!!Lemme sleep!! For God's sake!!Its a sunday...its even stated in the Bible...Observe the Sabbath!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.........Aah........I have started off with ma chumps....I just cant go..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (Tuesday) : I am so sorry....I know I had an appointment with the dietician, without which my daily chart cannot be made....but tomorrow I shall definately come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (Friday) : I am so sorry....I know I had an appointment with the dietician at 7 and I am 45 min late, without which my daily chart cannot be made....but tomorrow I shall definately come!!!! OK fine...sunday will be no problem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday work out ends....after carefully scrutinizing the cute, handsome etc. categories of guys who come to work out there, I most sweetly bid goodbye to ma trainer, who is also quite good looking and said...c ya on MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since people are so jealous about the fact that others can be happy too...my dietician called me as soon as I stepped out of the GYM to remind me of my appointment with her on SUNDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With people like her living on this planet, I have no idea how can I follow The Lord's commandments when he says, keep the Sabbath, holy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, going for work outs was totally my decision, working out at the machines is nothing less than some kind of punishment I am going through :(&lt;br /&gt;But there are many good things also attached to it...Like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting up early in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checking out the handsome guys in the gym&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save on electricity money at ma home, as I take warm shower at the gym itself and go directly to the office from there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have all the more reasons to spend money on ma fav ADIDAS sportswear!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel fresh and energetic all day long!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Achint and I have bet that I will not be going to the gym for more than 15 days this Feb. so it is useless for me to waste money on all those ADIDAS sportswear!!!!!!! And I am so determined to proove him wrong!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish me all the best guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I dont wanna loose this bet :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-4586904172482436841?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4586904172482436841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=4586904172482436841&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4586904172482436841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4586904172482436841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/thus-began-gym-expedition.html' title='Thus began the gym expedition...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-5734155712876195242</id><published>2007-01-18T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:10:23.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Office'/><title type='text'>Out of the sunrise :)</title><content type='html'>First Day of work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which meant :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;New stationery&lt;/span&gt; (People who know me personally know how much I love stationery )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;New comp&lt;/span&gt;.... (I dont exactly know what is the size of the monitor of the comp I am working on, but it is huge. I have never worked on a bigger monitor than this before...Ma laptop screen has suddenly started looking so tiny :D )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;New phone&lt;/span&gt; (I hate it...Why cant they have the CISCO phones?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lots of filling of forms to do&lt;/span&gt; (Sucks big time :( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Team lunch&lt;/span&gt;....( Another new place...Totally impressed ma HR Head with ma expertise of how to use Chopsticks! *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sexier Neha&lt;/span&gt;!! (Thats coz she just learnt abt the awesome awesome gym with which her co. has a tie up with )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sad T Shirts and Cap&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;free ka sab kuch chalta hai&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Information that we are going to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wonderla&lt;/span&gt; (an amusement park in Bangalore, supposedly, the largest in Asia, next weekend!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough of entertainment now....I better log out before ma seniors catches me surfing the net.. (though its not at all a crime), but at least lets try to give them a very dedicated, focused, disciplined outlook of Neha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some movies I saw over the extended weekend were:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Nicky&lt;/strong&gt; - Can there be another 'torturous' movie than this??? ADVICE - Try to be as far from this movie as possible, of course, unless and untill, u wanna test how much wits is remaining in ur brains at the end of this movie!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/strong&gt; - I found it funny! Achint did not. Which means I better not go on and on ranting abt the movie. Dont ask why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some movies I &lt;u&gt;attempted&lt;/u&gt; to watch over the extended weekend were:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A scanner darkly - It was wierd. I was drunk. The rest shall not be unfold. I know u all are smart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pirates Of Caribbean - Achint could not stand it. I had already seen the movie. 30 minutes into the movie and the DVD was changed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And dont forget to wish me &lt;em&gt;ALL THE BEST&lt;/em&gt; for ma new job:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-5734155712876195242?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5734155712876195242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=5734155712876195242&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5734155712876195242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/5734155712876195242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/out-of-sunrise.html' title='Out of the sunrise :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-4676999376554985221</id><published>2007-01-08T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:15:07.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Steps taken..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUO1jj7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/vbA-GtU3Hvc/s1600-h/P1010843.MOV.0000206624.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUO1jj7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/vbA-GtU3Hvc/s400/P1010843.MOV.0000206624.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531500982407090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUO1jj8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qTdHH7RneM8/s1600-h/P1010883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUO1jj8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qTdHH7RneM8/s400/P1010883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531500982407106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma 1st and only trip to the sea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUe1jj9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5hoXsPznYoQ/s1600-h/P2110135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUe1jj9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5hoXsPznYoQ/s400/P2110135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531505277374418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pearl  Valley&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQuu1jj2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/7qgTrGcxK2k/s1600-h/Pearl+Valley+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQuu1jj2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/7qgTrGcxK2k/s400/Pearl+Valley+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017520961132662626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pearl Valley..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQvO1jj3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/BFmbi8Wy1cE/s1600-h/Pearl+Valley+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQvO1jj3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/BFmbi8Wy1cE/s400/Pearl+Valley+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017520969722597234" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;En route to Pearl Valley......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOzO1jj0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/b_3v8h2czuU/s1600-h/Pearl+Valley+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOzO1jj0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/b_3v8h2czuU/s400/Pearl+Valley+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017518839418818370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Returning from Pearl Valley...Thats me with Achint :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQve1jj4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2k3LT8vNQvk/s1600-h/Pearl+Valley+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQve1jj4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2k3LT8vNQvk/s400/Pearl+Valley+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017520974017564546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMyO1jjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ueR4gyL07zM/s1600-h/P3240012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMyO1jjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ueR4gyL07zM/s400/P3240012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017516623215693426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zero G...Thanks Apoorv for taking me there....Had tons of fun. U know that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQvu1jj5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZaOpxPlI5Zc/s1600-h/DSCN1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQvu1jj5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZaOpxPlI5Zc/s400/DSCN1874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017520978312531858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is latest.. After the Carol Singing thingi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQv-1jj6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/U5zRNrg4iCM/s1600-h/P1020427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHQv-1jj6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/U5zRNrg4iCM/s400/P1020427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017520982607499170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaah!!!!!!!!Ma fav pic....Thats me, Sherlyn, Jean &amp; Simlin!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOye1jjxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qRCLMM-VGVc/s1600-h/P7190065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOye1jjxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qRCLMM-VGVc/s400/P7190065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017518826533916434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Convocation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOy-1jjzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IGKwKc3q83Q/s1600-h/P7300019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHOy-1jjzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IGKwKc3q83Q/s400/P7300019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017518835123851058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaah!!!!!!!!!!The non forgettable booze pary at ma place :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHNg-1jjtI/AAAAAAAAADs/JMPHUnZaQWA/s1600-h/P7150037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHNg-1jjtI/AAAAAAAAADs/JMPHUnZaQWA/s400/P7150037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017517426374577874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgW-1jj-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0nuGSGJkk8k/s1600-h/P7150042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgW-1jj-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0nuGSGJkk8k/s400/P7150042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017538145296814050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgXO1jj_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y294zXUKo3w/s1600-h/P7150050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgXO1jj_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y294zXUKo3w/s400/P7150050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017538149591781362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgXO1jkAI/AAAAAAAAAII/GV0wzW-74bk/s1600-h/P7150056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHgXO1jkAI/AAAAAAAAAII/GV0wzW-74bk/s400/P7150056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017538149591781378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMye1jjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/hkkJNn_7PMM/s1600-h/P3250016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMye1jjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/hkkJNn_7PMM/s400/P3250016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017516627510660738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMye1jjpI/AAAAAAAAADM/m0vOjQczVZM/s1600-h/P3250055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMye1jjpI/AAAAAAAAADM/m0vOjQczVZM/s400/P3250055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017516627510660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When bro n mum came down to B'lore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMyu1jjqI/AAAAAAAAADU/FvggbNqn8wI/s1600-h/P6170004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMyu1jjqI/AAAAAAAAADU/FvggbNqn8wI/s400/P6170004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017516631805628066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma pathetic office :( But some good people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMy-1jjrI/AAAAAAAAADc/ANVyr8DW3v4/s1600-h/P7050031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMy-1jjrI/AAAAAAAAADc/ANVyr8DW3v4/s400/P7050031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017516636100595378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After one of the university exams, chilling at a mallu restaurent, called Kairali :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMJu1jjkI/AAAAAAAAACk/sMbRfCAch6U/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMJu1jjkI/AAAAAAAAACk/sMbRfCAch6U/s400/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017515927430991426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chandani Chowk! Me and Vinci :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMKO1jjmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4a9uyX13IFI/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHMKO1jjmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4a9uyX13IFI/s400/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017515936020926050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Chandani Chowk. Going for a drive on bike. Me &amp; VInci and Rejoice &amp;amp; Jean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHKou1jjgI/AAAAAAAAACE/Oif-Puvi7qw/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHKou1jjgI/AAAAAAAAACE/Oif-Puvi7qw/s400/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017514260983680514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PVR Cinemas. Waiting for Rang de Basanti to start..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHKo-1jjiI/AAAAAAAAACU/l_e82nI2iOI/s1600-h/P2010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHKo-1jjiI/AAAAAAAAACU/l_e82nI2iOI/s400/P2010062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017514265278647842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That was 2006.......Many Many more memories than captured by the camera.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No resolutions for 2007. I never make resolutions. But 2007 has come with a new job for me.&lt;br /&gt;Also, 2 things I desperately wanna do this yr are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get some ink on ma lower back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn some instrument&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Have some awesome designs in mind for ma lower back...if u too have, then share it with me na...&lt;br /&gt;Cant decide which instrument to learn. Its going to be either violin, acoustic guitar or a synth...Violin, I have heard is quite difficult to learn...Acoustic guitar seems to be a good idea as I can then practise with Achint, coz he playz both Acoustic and electric..Synth is too expensive for me right now...maybe later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme know what ya'll think abut it ok?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHKK-1jjdI/AAAAAAAAABs/h7JIUAPfuEs/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-4676999376554985221?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4676999376554985221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=4676999376554985221&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4676999376554985221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/4676999376554985221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2007/08/steps-taken.html' title='Steps taken..........'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RaHaUO1jj7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/vbA-GtU3Hvc/s72-c/P1010843.MOV.0000206624.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-3646106745401813057</id><published>2006-12-28T02:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:58:35.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resignation letter'/><title type='text'>You can have my job if you say please!!!</title><content type='html'>8 months from today, I joined this company where I work. Dint know it might suck so much. Everyway. Salary. Boss. And most importantly, the environment. So I was on a job hunt and finally landed myself into another job. OK, boys and girls, for those who always confused themselves thinking that I work in a software company and for those who knew that I am not, lemme inform ya all that I too have become a member of the IT company employees club..hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I had to give ma papers to ma boss. And I was shit scared. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK, the last line is an understatement&lt;/span&gt;...Finally, after contemplating a lot as to what excuse to give and when to leave, coz I have to join the new company on 16th Jan, and getting scolded up by Achint big time to start using ma head and not to get frozen on being tensed, I gathered up all ma courage and went to ma sir's cabin, with ma typed resignation letter in hand. He asked me what am I hiding and asked, jovially, if it was ma resignation letter. And I gave him a puppy look and said yes. On being asked why, I told him (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can u believe what the fuck did I bluttered out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) that I am going to Canada, for SAP training!!!! Gosh!!!!!!I wonder why dint he ask me why are u going for SAP training to Canada and not Germany?? Anyways, he was kind of expecting it. God knows why and how!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...thats done...Now I wanna go home before joining work. But he wants me to stay here for some time because we have some work on 11th and 15th jan. I feel like telling him that I wanna go home from 2nd to 9th as I have ma visa interview.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man!!!What a devil I am....and what lies...and what excuses...........great!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will ask ma boss to give me leave...Will let ya know what did he say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-3646106745401813057?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3646106745401813057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=3646106745401813057&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/3646106745401813057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/3646106745401813057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-can-have-my-job-if-you-say-please.html' title='You can have my job if you say please!!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-599751358360229220</id><published>2006-12-14T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:53:39.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auto walas of Blore'/><title type='text'>Into the sunset</title><content type='html'>Dunno why, but I am not the normal Neha since the last couple of weeks. I might look normal and all, but I am not. The truth is, I am sad, I am irritated, I am angry and I am mad about anything and everything around myself. Mind you! Not mad with specific people, but generally, things are making me irritable more often than not.  I need a change. I need a break!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Before I break myself. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 'The Departed' the other night..I'm not going to do a review - better people can do and have done a better job of that - but I will give it my complete and unhesitating recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Bangalore saw another history in the making.Ask how?By Neha going to office in the bus.Not a very comfortable, or pleasurable journey I must say, and will be definately avoided by me. It was also not by choice but by compulsion. The auto guys are on strike today. Assholes protesting against the hike in the amount of fines. I am saying that the fines should be doubled and more number of fines should be started. For eg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for saying no for going on hire (I know it is already there, but something should be done so that as soon as that fucker shakes his head to signal his disinterest in going to some place, the cops come to know and he is put under bars!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for driving rash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for asking 1.5 even before 10 pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for asking double, triple during odd hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for not keeping change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for not returning the change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for pretending that these motherfuckers don't understand Hindi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for not going to some place from the route we ask them to take.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for being so rude!I think they are the rudest creatures God created!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fine for increasing their meter. I mean, hell, I know that from ma home to 'x' place it takes 'y' amount, but still his meter willl show double the fare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The list is just endless!!!But the sad part is that we have to depend on them, and these bitches know that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;At times I feel like gathering all these 1.5 lac auto guys and burning them live. Devil u might be tempted to call me, or already calling me, but people who live here in Bangalore and take  autos as means of travelling know what it is like dealing with them!! I am seriously thinking of taking my own vehicle...lets c..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought an LG DVD for mum dad as Christmas gift. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont ask the model number and all. I dont know that. Ask Achint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) Will be giving it to ma cousin to give it to them. They will be most surprised to receive it :D But because of that generous act of mine, ma month's budjet has gone for a toss :( And Bangalore is expensive :(  And mum dad are there to refill ma bank balance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I love Bangalore. Despite its traffic, cost, AUTO WALLAS....Muuaaah to u baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-599751358360229220?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/599751358360229220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=599751358360229220&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/599751358360229220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/599751358360229220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/into-sunset.html' title='Into the sunset'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-242433811470570671</id><published>2006-12-06T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:04:44.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>The Day The Congregation Was Awe Struck !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This sunday our church witnessed history in the making! With Neha in the Choir, looking so fat in a borrowed Maroon Kurta, which was soo loose for me, the Church just came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;enough of self aplauding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, really, we all worked so hard...and the last 2 days were bad...not coz of us choir people...we had these people, the band of the church...we had people on drums, on keys, one on congo, one on electric guitar and the all important bass guitar...And man! It was so difficult synchronizing all of em with the choir...At a time, we just hated em, because, we thought that its coz of them, that the whole thing will collapse...the music was too loud even for us to hear our own voice :( Poor logistics people went crazy...checking, testing the mics and all......Mind you! We have a very state-of-the-art kind of modern church....have a projector, latest mics, Bose speakers and the works *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;smug smug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...finally....the D day came.........and everything went so well.....that was  a surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am sure all of you wanna hear wat we sang, I will try uploading all the songs...not promising though ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know, that pics will be pointless here, but still uploading a few of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeV7KgJ3WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ek4AiGr3xTk/s1600-h/P1020340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeV7KgJ3WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ek4AiGr3xTk/s400/P1020340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005634354509634914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of the Choir...I guess u cant see the Tenors ans the Basses (the men!) And the one in the corner, right hand corner, in maroon, is me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXNKgJ3ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/s8VuI-tYZCo/s1600-h/P1020395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXNKgJ3ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/s8VuI-tYZCo/s320/P1020395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005635763258908050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are tha band members....(from left)..Sharon Moses(The Drummer)..dont know his name (plays the Congo)..Naomi (the Bass guitarist)..Abhishek (plays the Keys) &amp; Shuchi (plays the Electric Guitar) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXNKgJ3YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Y6h0YNugsOI/s1600-h/P1020371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXNKgJ3YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Y6h0YNugsOI/s320/P1020371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005635763258908034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I dont need people to say for this pic, as to what a horrible pic, cant see anything, bad camera, or worst, bad cameraman..This pic was taken while we were singing with the Church lights off and we all had a candle each...everyone in the  church  had a candle...and the church was looking amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXM6gJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WuFA9y0Tb2Q/s1600-h/P1020361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeXM6gJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WuFA9y0Tb2Q/s320/P1020361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005635758963940722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one song, we wanted the children's choir, so these little ladies helped us out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZKgJ3aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jHluT_VFv-U/s1600-h/P1020396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZKgJ3aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jHluT_VFv-U/s400/P1020396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005640367463849378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after the singing celebrations!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZagJ3bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kmyW4UiDx_M/s1600-h/P1020423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZagJ3bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kmyW4UiDx_M/s400/P1020423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005640371758816690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool no!What an effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZqgJ3cI/AAAAAAAAABE/u1ZAytDyspI/s1600-h/P1020427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXebZqgJ3cI/AAAAAAAAABE/u1ZAytDyspI/s400/P1020427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005640376053784002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats us with the candles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the Sunday for you. Dont know how much u guys enjoyed, but for me, it was a total rejoicing time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-242433811470570671?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/242433811470570671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=242433811470570671&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/242433811470570671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/242433811470570671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-congregation-was-awe-struck.html' title='The Day The Congregation Was Awe Struck !!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VNgFrn7gZw8/RXeV7KgJ3WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ek4AiGr3xTk/s72-c/P1020340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-2999175483071542811</id><published>2006-11-24T02:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:24:55.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodious notes of a soprano...</title><content type='html'>I think that there is no place which can be termed as 'safe' anymore...No, I am not referring to the tons and tons of places having the hoax bomb scare, I am referring to any place where u can leave your belongings and leave for a little cup of coffee...And why am I writing all this?Coz last sunday, when I went to sing for the Thanks giving sunday, some asshole, took out 2500 rupees from ma wallet which was kept in ma bag, and ma bag was 'safely' kept on the front row of the church, which is reserved for the choir..And I had taken out Rs. 5000 early that morning itself...how can a person do this in church???That too on thanks giving day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywyas, whats done is done. Just that  I felt very  bad about it that day. After all, 2500 is not a very small amount :(  5 500 rupee notes :(  i was not supposed to take out money that morning. Just that Achint, all of a sudden, asked me, if I had any cash with me...and he asked this exactly when his bike came infront of the ATM. I, at that time felt so happy that he reminded me to draw cash at the right time!! Normally he does not take me to church from the route he took that day, but that particular day, and this stupid ATM had to come in front of ma eyes and I had to draw such a big amount just before going to church!!!!!!!!FUCK!!!!!!!!!The devil played his role!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad that I felt like leaving the choir and not taking part in any church activities. But just could not detach myself from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!!!Chuck........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;On another note, don't you just hate it when people call you dear, or write dear in their SMSs...when someone calls me 'dear', I always think of some old lady calling me that!!!!!Irritating to the core :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-2999175483071542811?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2999175483071542811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=2999175483071542811&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/2999175483071542811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/2999175483071542811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/11/melodious-notes-of-soprano.html' title='Melodious notes of a soprano...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-116323187087890598</id><published>2006-11-11T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T03:05:25.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Madonna In The Making..</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday was that fateful day when I gathered all ma courage and asked Amutha, "Hi Amutha..This is Neha..I was...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..wondering..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..whether the choir practise is going on?"And..can i too join the Christmas Choir????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fully prepared to hear,"Can we have a little audition here Neha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this was torturing Achint and Vincent by making them listen to ma singing for one whole week, not that they otherwise are deprived of ma melodious voice ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so thats done. Instead of a request for an audition she asked me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amutha : Have u ever sung in the Choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha : O yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amutha : Good! When and where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now here I felt most silly  to answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha : In ma school choir&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it seemed to kiddish, I added, which was a lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Neha : Church too!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amutha : So u sing the higher notes or the lower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha : A little higher..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was a total lie...coz I just dint know what note I sing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amutha : Cool! So u sing with the Sopranos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was that day that i learnt that there r 4 notes of music: Altos, Sopranos, Tenors and Bass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it..have been practising since then, and I will be singing with the Choir for the thansgiving Sunday, which is tomorrow,  and I am standing right in the middle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets c what will be the reaction of ma friends when they come to Church tomo and see me standing right in the middle and attempting to utter some melodious notes out of ma mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was...We all were given sheets with music written on it and I just cant read music!!Fuck!!!!!!!!!But I am picking up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a Wedding Reception tonight, then Church tomorrow, followed by a Thanks Giving Sunday lunch at ma Uncles home. And he is very excited about he whole thing and will be preparing a Turkey!I dont like Turkey..Have never tasted it but the look of a Turkey is horrible...specially the flesh hanging from the lower part of its neck....yuck!!!!!!!!!Gobble Gobble :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-116323187087890598?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116323187087890598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=116323187087890598&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116323187087890598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116323187087890598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/11/madonna-in-making.html' title='The Madonna In The Making..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-116262520333729191</id><published>2006-11-03T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:16:45.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update</title><content type='html'>So people here are the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, am able to upload em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not saying anything else..in a wierd wierd mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010843.MOV.0000206624.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010843.MOV.0000206624.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010850.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/21102006676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/21102006676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010907.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010883.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010867.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010858.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P1010862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P1010862.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-116262520333729191?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116262520333729191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=116262520333729191&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116262520333729191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116262520333729191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='The Update'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-116141049584989471</id><published>2006-10-21T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:31:30.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamers, Balloons, Cake and Gifts</title><content type='html'>I love Inox for one thing. That is its Thursday 'Swipe your Manhattan Card' Scheme..Buy one ticket through Manhattan and get one card free...So Achint swipes it and Neha gets to see it free..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I have also got ma ears pierced (Again!) And the earrings are just awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have bought a Refridgerator! Finally!! Which can be stocked with Beer and wine and God knows what all........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have bought  a Sexy Titan Raga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, all this shopping for what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ma birthday..Its ma birthday today...just updating all u ppl with it...I will be back with more news and many pics!At present I m just too excited with all that is happening around me... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And o yes...HAPPY DIWALI TO ALL U PEOPLE AROUND HERE!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-116141049584989471?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116141049584989471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=116141049584989471&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116141049584989471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116141049584989471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/10/streamers-balloons-cake-and-gifts.html' title='Streamers, Balloons, Cake and Gifts'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-116081172382749960</id><published>2006-10-14T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:03:51.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl Is Back In Town</title><content type='html'>Heelloooo People!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to been to  Agra, as u all know from ma last post ....ma  home town..Why??For ma mum dad's  25th Wedding Anniversary!!&lt;br /&gt;25th!!!Man..thats a long time!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it nice that 2 people stay with each other for such a long time!!Considering the number of break ups we see in todays world! Awesome...&lt;br /&gt;Right....so we organized a little party...Mum Dad's close friends, people who witnessed their marriage 25 yrs ago, were all present to view this day!!!Wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We even made them cut the wedding cake and all that stuff..........And then, I was asked to speak something for them...That was most unexpected...Fuck!!I was so unprepared!Ok..so I started speaking...And I spoke pretty OK...considering the fact that I was so unprepared....&lt;br /&gt;Had taken tons of Pics...which will be uploaded soon...&lt;br /&gt;Have lost Achint's pen drive...and all the pics were in it...Fuck!!Now will have to buy another one for him...great!!&lt;br /&gt;Its Saturday and I am sitting in this stupid office...but dont worry..me leaving now...just updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio Indigo Rocks!! Bangalore Rocks!!!Have been hooked to Indigo since it was started here in Bangalore!English songs..all genres..all day long!!All the RJs from Radio City have left City and joined Indigo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Lage Raho Munna Bhai. Finally!Aweosme movie...am not writing anything on it...I guess I am the last one to see the movie..and am sure u people must have been bored to death reading the reviews of the movie. It Sure Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also saw Murder by Numbers...&lt;br /&gt;Dint really really like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song...'stars are blind' by Paris Hilton is kind of nice..as told by &lt;a href="http://www.vaibhavrocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vaibhav&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achint has got tones of goodies for me from Canada...ranging from A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tommy Tee&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jewellery&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;leather bag&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I-Love-Canada kind of a tee&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2 deos&lt;/span&gt; to the much obvious &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Chocolates&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cross from St. Joseph's&lt;/span&gt; cathedral to a big big bottle of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Foam bath&lt;/span&gt; and tones of other things!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me happy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did tons of shopping lately...for example 5 new pairs of sandals!!!!! One &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt;, one &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;silverish blue&lt;/span&gt;, one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;, one &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;silverish grey&lt;/span&gt; and one black!!&lt;br /&gt;Me happier!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-116081172382749960?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116081172382749960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=116081172382749960&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116081172382749960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/116081172382749960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/10/girl-is-back-in-town.html' title='The Girl Is Back In Town'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115944377466527416</id><published>2006-09-28T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T06:18:54.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!! This Robotic World!!</title><content type='html'>I know I know people..its been a REALLY long time!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just saw that the last  Posting  published by me was on the 1st of this month...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok..this posting is nothing, but  some  blabber, some crap and lots of non sensical things abt which, I am sure, you will not be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://www.velunairz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Velu&lt;/a&gt; so rightly predicted, have been really busy latey! Office work combined with a lot of socializing made me look ever so hard working plus party-hard kind of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! Achint has come back from Canada yesterday &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;But the sadder part is that his folks are also coming to Bangalore tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;And I am leaving for Agra on Saturday :(   :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I will be back only on the 8th...hmmm...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last evening was pathetic. I am feeling so horrible about myself. I did something which I swore I will never do..OK people, dont ask me what was it, coz I am so fuckingly ashamed of myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am doing the tag given to me by &lt;a href="http://www.hunky4gals.blogspot.com/"&gt;Avinash a.k.a. Brute&lt;/a&gt;..To be honest, I actually did half of another tag, given by &lt;a href="http://wetspark.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mathew&lt;/a&gt;..but it required a lot of labor..u see...like searching for some pictures and all...Dont have much time right now, as I have to get out of the office and head home. Have tones of work to do. And I am so so hungry. Reached late to the office and the food was over. SO....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now the TAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.A.G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about many things..like how to finish my Reports and then go tonight with Achint for the Dandiya Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am the hottest. So shut up and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;An iPOD, another, sexier, sleeker laptop, another pair  of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;LEVI's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ultra low waisters, the gown I have been eyeing sine a week now, all the chocolates kept in Achint's Refridgerator(dunno the spelling OK?), ADIDAS floaters, to prolong this day, salary hike, Job at TESCO, a dining table in my Hall..........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There was not so much of Traffic in Bangalore, we could get movie tickets whenever we want, i wish..i wish..so wat??Does any one listen to me here?????huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Home made food, home(only at times when I recall what a princess life I used to lead), being with school, college friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The AC buzz and some heavy vehicle passing by, also Mr. Jairaj talking to someone on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, I wonder why, yesterday u told me about the blue blue sky, but all that I can see, is just another lemon tree.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What I took last night! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Neha Phillips, the great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Everyday(well..almost!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Everyday, everytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Quite a lot..Hope people dont feel I am a sissy (though most of the times I cry alone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I write&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Policies for my company, reports and a little other things...for the rest..I type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I confuse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, animals and any other creature/ thing that can be confused :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lots of money *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evil grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Finish this Tag quickly. I dont want Achint to wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This Tag. Thats it. Tones is yet left to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TAG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://next-stop-insanity.blogspot.com"&gt;DN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ganesh2006.blogspot.com"&gt;Ganesh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rashmishetty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rashmi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sudeepsharma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sudeep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://resistnormal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rahul.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.If the others are feeling very happy that you have been pardoned by not being tagged, dont feel so happy! I have many tags in ma kitty!&lt;br /&gt;*muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115944377466527416?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115944377466527416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115944377466527416&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115944377466527416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115944377466527416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-this-robotic-world.html' title='Oh!! This Robotic World!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115711767874620157</id><published>2006-09-01T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:48:06.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brains wanted...</title><content type='html'>If you people got freaked out reading the Title, dont worry!!I have not become Neha - The Cannibal..not right now..also, me not studying to become a Doctor, so...&lt;br /&gt;What I need a brain for, is for our  dear Officials, The  Government  people...&lt;br /&gt;If you checked out the newspapers since, lets say 15 days, very wierd posting...oops!not postings, articles had been doing the rounds! Like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vande Mataram being played at all schools along with the National Anthem..Also, I have come to know that some multiplexes in some cities, have been ordered to play the National Anthem...Hmmmm...Interesting..though how necessary...I dunno!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kannada being made as the deciding factor for 10th grade and 12th  grade students, who are the future of the already pathetic state of India's sports ! These students rely on the sports quota seats and points for admission to various colleges...common man! Only coz of language, you cannot have some discrepency!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helmets rule has been postponed to another one month because of protests from the pillion riders...Hey! We have been protesting against many other important issues too...What about them? Just make the rule compulsory and people will follow them..What say people?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stones as tears and Doctors wondering whether it is some kind of dual personality!! Give the poor lady a break!! Try treating her instead!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ya, this is a new entry...Din't read it properly but apparently, there is some tree somewhere, which gives water! No comments!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yeah, how can i forget this one...the idol drinking milk..or something like this...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have started thinking of not checking out the newspaper right in the morning! We require some kind of entertainment after office..these days the newspapers provide us with it. Totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another subject....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried cooking Chinese last night.&lt;br /&gt;So what did Neha do about it?&lt;br /&gt;She went to the internet sites, downloaded recipe of Gobhi Manchurian and Egg Fried Rice...&lt;br /&gt;She then spent 2 hours in the kitchen, trying to make something which might look like food...But gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;She does not know what was infront of her as a result of all the hard work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115711767874620157?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115711767874620157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115711767874620157&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115711767874620157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115711767874620157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/brains-wanted.html' title='Brains wanted...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115676724006753822</id><published>2006-08-28T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:01:57.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped home alone? Not me!!</title><content type='html'>For those who dint know..I was down wid some sad fever since the past 5 days!!&lt;br /&gt;That meant I did ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a lot of sleeping (thats one thing I did the most!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay at home and hogged&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;popped in tones of tablets and benadryls..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not  watch a lot of movies..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not read books (because  ma friends told me that  it will strain me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missed home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a lot of pampering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get tones of SMSes asking me how  am I...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listened  to ma playlist "n" number of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I had made a playlist having some numbers for which I have developed a liking for over a period of 5 days!!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the numbers of that playlist are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheryl Crow - My fav mistake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheryl Crow - Pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheryl Crow - The first cut is the deepest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mest - Drawing board&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Type O Negetive - My girlfriend's girlfriend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;REM - Everybody hurts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moby - Bodyrock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KK - Pal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elton John feat. Shania Twain - Something about the way you look tonight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elton John - Sacrifice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lobo - We belong together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And some more songs.....&lt;br /&gt;Of these, Mest's Drawing Board is the song I have developed a love for!!Fuck!!!!!Its so nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaibhavrocks.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-here-we-are.html"&gt;Vaibhav&lt;/a&gt; introduced me to the song once!!!!! And I am not exxagerating this when I am saying, I must have heard this song 100 times since Wednesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, recieved so much of pampering from ma flatmates, mum dad, friends...some of whom I will like to mention here...as an acknowledgement...Vincent, &lt;a href="http://www.mythoughtsnme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Puneet,&lt;/a&gt; Pradipta, Ajesh, Himani....these are some of the people whom I rem were actually worried abt ma health...Kudos to you all!! Love ya all...thanks mmmuuaaahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, learnt that being at home and not doing anything once in a while is not such a bad thing after all!But....only once in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also learnt some of the things to do while you home alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burn a lot of money by making stupid calls and SMSes (while u can do this for free being at work &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make the neighbours go mad by playing your favourite songs at freaking volume (which otherwise u don't under some consideration for your poor flatmates)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can stay in dark (which otherwise u dont get to do bec your flatmates might prefer more of light)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roam around in the house with only your bare essentials (not even those if you prefer that!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook only that food which you love to eat. but avoid cooking:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;          a.  as u don want to experiment using ur flatmates as bait&lt;br /&gt;          b. as you don wanna cook for the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paltan &lt;/span&gt;and their boyfriends&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;c. use the butter and ghee and sugar and spices only for urself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...so thats it people! Thats what the "hot" Neha did during the last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she want this again!&lt;br /&gt;Nah!!! Too bothersome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115676724006753822?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115676724006753822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115676724006753822&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115676724006753822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115676724006753822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/trapped-home-alone-not-me.html' title='Trapped home alone? Not me!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115588727199156373</id><published>2006-08-18T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:22:48.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U know its time for Neha to join a gym when..</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Her social life is going down      to the drains..now when her coll friends have gone to various cities and      her colleagues...&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..well      lets not talk about em...they are a different story..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Her sports wear are just      piling up..All her fav Adidas bustiers, wrist bands, head bands, are just      lying somewhere in the corner of her cupboard..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;She goes to a party and      watches all these half naked, toned bodied females and then compares with      her waiste....fuck!!!!The fat has decided to settle there..damn!The diet      has not worked..time for some action!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Achint is not in country and      she feels the need to be somewhere after office!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;She needs to flaunt the      "I DON'T CARE A DAMN ABT U!" and "ME THE BEST. WHO DO U      THINK U ARE TO COMPARE WITH ME?" attitude again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;She needs more pampering..she      needs the Jacuzzi and Sauna! hah!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;She needs to buy more Adidas      and needs to give a really fake and silly reason to her friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; Apart from these there are a few others, which I must keep to myself.  A blog is for public reading.  Right?&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115588727199156373?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115588727199156373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115588727199156373&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115588727199156373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115588727199156373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/u-know-its-time-for-neha-to-join-gym.html' title='U know its time for Neha to join a gym when..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115511715429794015</id><published>2006-08-09T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:22:01.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The link...</title><content type='html'>In continuation to ma previous post..I have something for you people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharpnaif.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sach&lt;/a&gt;...u might like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.resistnormal.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.resistnormal.blogspot.com"&gt;Rahul&lt;/a&gt;..this post is basically for u. As an acknowledgement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/IMG_0044.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/IMG_0044.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300031.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300031.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300033.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300033.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Me looking like some not so famous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;purane zamane ki&lt;/span&gt; actress!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115511715429794015?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115511715429794015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115511715429794015&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115511715429794015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115511715429794015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/link.html' title='The link...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115475591734964898</id><published>2006-08-04T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:01:26.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Day and All That Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/7c86scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/7c86scd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that is ma batch..the MBA batch of 2007! And yes, somewhere in the centre is me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grand entry of the ladies!Thats Anubha, ME, Jean, Sherlyn, Simlin and Anu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/e531scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/e531scd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats me recieving the MBA degree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We taking the college oath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/IMG_0028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See there in the middle..Yes the one with the black frame glasses..Thats me.Right in the Centre..Spotlight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/IMG_0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats ma uncle and me..Mum Dad could not make it up for the Convocation. But ma bro came..Well he was busy taking pics. Thereofere nowhere in the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4 best friends..Sim, Jean, Me and Sherlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300022.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sudhakar and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NJ and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean and ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rejoice and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jose and ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P7300030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P7300030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case u are getting confused as to which guy among the above I pair up with, check this pic..These are the lovey doveys of ma group..And me nowhere here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/2035scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/2035scd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And people, this is the super sexy audi of ours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well that was our grad day for u. Wonder why the coll people call it grad day..We got our MBA degrees.MBA. Masters of Business Administration.Masters people! Our grad days are over! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;But whatever name the coll gave it, it was heaven. Never mind the sad show put up by the juniors, never mind the extra boring dinner served to us..meeting up with ur entire gang, just letting urself go, a night away from the demanding corporate life...aaahh!Pure Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115475591734964898?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115475591734964898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115475591734964898&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115475591734964898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115475591734964898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/grad-day-and-all-that-jazz.html' title='Grad Day and All That Jazz'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115400901527384856</id><published>2006-07-27T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:58:58.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Not A Geek But Some Of My Best Friends Are"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me start by reminding you that I'm hot. Got that? Absolutely smokin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We may proceed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Never knew exams can be so much of fun!!  1  month of pure  unadulterated (adulterated too at times..nothing is pure these days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what has become of this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;) , fun!! Thats why lack of posts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Grad day on sunday! Bro flying down for it! Wow!! Oopsss!!! I dont want him to see me in that "after clubbing state"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vaibhavrocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vaibhav&lt;/a&gt; this is for u. since u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; wanted me to take the tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Rain Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (these are at random...with no priorities in mind...anyways here in Bangalore, its raining almost everyday! hey look, its raining now too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;15th July, 2006...the only time i just let maself free in the rains...not that i don like rains..i love em...but somehow i don like getting wet on the road!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me, Megha(cousin) and Sanjeev(cousin) just having a nice time in the rain..well this was some 15 16 years back!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10th standard! When rainy day was declared and I was not able to go to school, when I so wanted to, coz I had a crush at one of ma seniors and I so desperately wanted to see him.  he he he..(I know there are tones of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; in the sentence)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Last year, the Bangalore floods...when NJ dropped me and Sherlyn home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rain time....Dadu ke banaye hue pakore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;The only time I wore white, not knowing it will rain in the eve, and getting all drenched....so embarrasing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The fight with Achint, who dropped me home and made me come to his home to apologize!!! That too in the rain! Such a meano!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Praying to the rain Gods to save me from the torture of accounts tutions...this was when i was in 11th and 12th grade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Oh fuck!! This is the saddest of all...coming home with a looser, my ex beau, and kissing him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The long long drive with tones of friends..which ended with a couple each,supposedly in love , cuddled up in a car each...and me with ma girl friend, looking at all the cars with "what nonsense" look...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;people if i go on like this, the tag will never end...so just read em and be contend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115400901527384856?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115400901527384856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115400901527384856&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115400901527384856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115400901527384856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-not-geek-but-some-of-my-best.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Not A Geek But Some Of My Best Friends Are&quot;'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115201064766924709</id><published>2006-07-04T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:46:50.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mean little Neha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : Mirror, mirror on the wa….&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 45pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -45pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirror &lt;/b&gt;: O stop it! U do that every now and then…has anything different happened&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now??&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me &lt;/b&gt;: But darling, I have put &lt;b&gt;down&lt;/b&gt; some weight…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 45pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -45pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirror&lt;/b&gt; : Ah!! Now come on ok?? Look at yourself and stop lying!! If you don’t believe me, ask     the teeshirt..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee &lt;/b&gt;: Well, ummm…mirror is right!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me &lt;/b&gt;: What?? Tee, you are supposed to cover for me!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee&lt;/b&gt; : What to do babe?? U know that I love you, but you were just stretching me too far!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt; : Eat me. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirror&lt;/b&gt;: And look at that flab…agghhhh…it makes you look ugly at the waist…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : But I am on a diet..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 45pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -45pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirror&lt;/b&gt;: Don’t lie, you had one whole bowl of icecream last night and that too with extra chocolate sauce on it!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt;: Is that true?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -27pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: No darling, it was just one night thingie babe…. just one night out of the whole week, you know how much I love ya,!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt;: Ya that’s why you went to that ice cream…I know it is tempting, sultry, seducing enough, but how can you do this to me?? And to yourself too?? Don’t you have any conscience? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee&lt;/b&gt;: That’s true, the other night, I myself saw him with the Icecream in his hand.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: U keep your mouth shut!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;*crying*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee&lt;/b&gt;: Now look..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: U definitely going to the ashram to be donated now. Just u wait and watch…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee:&lt;/b&gt; But I thought that I was your favorite..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Was… But I have been laying my eyes lately on the red cherry tee these days..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirror&lt;/b&gt;: Then why make such a fuss about dieting and all??&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Hey, till I eat roti, I don’t feel full…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt;: Eat me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese&lt;/b&gt;: And what about me? U used to love me as well..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee&lt;/b&gt;: And look at your thighs…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Well..nothing can be done about them…and yes, my hips…they are  perfect  now!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Denims&lt;/b&gt;: I agree with you Neha…and I see you indulging in some self control activities&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tee:&lt;/b&gt; But what about the weekend?? The whole weekend she has been hogging, at Transit, Kabab Corner, Coffee day, Amoebas, Pizza Corner, more of Coffee Day&lt;i&gt;……*phew*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Somebody stop it man!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wheat&lt;/b&gt;: Eat me!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese&lt;/b&gt;: Eat me!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I am off to McDonald’s.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; pssst: I am just coming from Barista..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115201064766924709?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115201064766924709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115201064766924709&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115201064766924709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115201064766924709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/mean-little-neha.html' title='The mean little Neha'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115113533701124677</id><published>2006-06-23T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T04:30:06.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing the stairway to hell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The weekened started with me forcing myself to climb the stairs leading to my office at the 7th floor! Can u beat it?? 7th floor! The elevators were under repairs. For the very first time I was going to take this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And I din't even like the thought of it! For a moment,  I felt like messaging ma boss and telling him' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Listen boss! I cant climb the godforsaken stairs!! The lift is not working. Its saturday. U anyways must be nicely cuddled up in the blanket! So continue being there! See u on monday!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;like a good employee, I started climbing the stairs. Never knew there are so many awesome food joints, almost at all the floors! So wat did Neha do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Neha went to all the restaurents(spelling mistakes, if any, to be ignored!), which were closed(obviously! it was 8 45 in the morning) which looked damn neat, all of em, even checked out the price of the various dishes at the various joints, thought for not more than 5 seconds and came to a conclusion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;NICE PLACES. GOOD AMBIENCE! NICE VARIETY OF DISHES!U CAN ALWAYS, ANYTIME COME TO THESE PLACES FOR TAKING TREATS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; NOT GIVING 'EM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, coming back to the stairs..&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CLIMBING STAIRS!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WHEN THE ELEVATORS / ESCALATORS ARE NOT WORKING&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE MAINTENANCE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO DO THE REPAIRING WORK WHEN WE NEED THE ELEVATORS THE MOST...WHY CANT THEY DO IT AT SOME HOUR WHEN PEOPLE ARE NOT IN A HURRY TO REACH OFFICE AND LOG IN!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CLIMBING STAIRS&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I AM A LAZY BUM..&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I AM PUTTING ON WEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CLIMBING STAIRS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115113533701124677?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115113533701124677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115113533701124677&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115113533701124677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115113533701124677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/climbing-stairway-to-hell.html' title='Climbing the stairway to hell!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115037073719444298</id><published>2006-06-15T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T11:43:19.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day the Ass Kisser came!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is this stupis classmate of mine who, through campus placement, works in the same company. She was working in the factory till today. Not even a day since she has come to the corporate office and started acting like a whore! (not literally though!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She got sweets for the boss and the others in the office!!! How crazy!! What is she trying to proove by doing all this???? But this is not what fumed me up!! She was given a project to do, about which she was not serious, as usual, know her right from the MBA days,  and sir asked me to assist her in this. Today when we went to the boss to show him what we have done, she was behaving as if she has done all of it!! Slut!!! I did 90% of the work. If I would have left everything on her, it would have taken her an entire month for this work! And yes, there were some erros to be rectified, which is obvious if a person does the whole thing single handedly, she gave me the 'I TOLD U!' look!! How insane!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was so mad. I told her after we came from the boss's cabin, that listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its ur project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was just assisting u, and it seems u do not like my intrusion in the project, so carry on with the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's not the end of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Our office has 2 floors! So I went to the floor below mine to one of the bosses and asked whether she too wanna come. She tagged along. I did ma work, which lasted for 5 minutes and went back to ma floor. And that bitch stayed there, being friendly with the boss and all!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean I have been in the office since the day we joined. She came today itself and started behaving this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I felt like giving her one tight slap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But..............&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone be so bloody unnprofessional!!! When will she grow up!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115037073719444298?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115037073719444298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115037073719444298&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115037073719444298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115037073719444298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-ass-kisser-came.html' title='The Day the Ass Kisser came!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115027245901598059</id><published>2006-06-14T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:45:21.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHE dA vINCI cODE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/gallery.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/gallery.php.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Finally,  last evening, we were able to watch the movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;*phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;  Mum, Bro myself and Achint went for the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Well all the while I was sitting in the theatre, all I was doing was comparing the movie with the book...and yes the judgement was passed by me....THE MOVIE MAKERS COULD NOT GIVE JUSTICE TO THE BOOK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But then it always happens....a book is always more detailed and engrossing and real than a movie! The movie was good..not great!! I expected too much out of it...which were useless expectations coz too many details could not, in any case be included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Coming to the actors....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I dint really apprecitate Tom Hanks (who is one of ma fav actors) in the role of Langdon...I was expecting some body with a velvetty face, a lil harder look, darker, more hair on his head than what Tom is left with!anyways.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Audrey Tautou was really really good....dunno whether it is her first movie or not, but whatever, I think she was better than Tom..And yes...I LOVED her haircut!! Me going for it now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;And Ian McKellen....I was expecting someone fat!! With a big tummy!! Dunno why!!! But that was what I had in mind when I was reading the book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Silas, was toooo gooood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Overall, the movie is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Not great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Quite entertaining though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115027245901598059?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115027245901598059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115027245901598059&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115027245901598059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115027245901598059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/da-vinci-code.html' title='tHE dA vINCI cODE'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-115011043754060526</id><published>2006-06-12T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:34:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Achint is going onsite!!&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;Why does he have to go?&lt;br /&gt;It is so difficult when u become dependant on someone and that person goes away!!&lt;br /&gt;At present he is supposed to get some stupid SAP training at Canada for a month but it might extend too!&lt;br /&gt;I hate being without him!&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;None of ma friends too are in the city.&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;The next month is going to be one miserable one.&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-115011043754060526?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115011043754060526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=115011043754060526&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115011043754060526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/115011043754060526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/achint-is-going-onsite-why-does-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114950720043465745</id><published>2006-06-05T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:06:04.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the mad mad Hush around you</title><content type='html'>For the past one week, whenever I went to ma boss's cabin, during lunch time and after,  I always found him watching various episodes of WWF( WWE now). &lt;em&gt;"He is crazy"&lt;/em&gt; I will think&lt;em&gt;. "Old fucker! Wonder what excites a man of his age watching these maniacs pretending to fight!" &lt;/em&gt;Now me thinks&lt;em&gt; "he watches the episodes to have a look at those big bosomed sluts! What else?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to ma laptop thinking about the same!! Ok, I have to confess. When I was a kid, I used to swear by WWF! Every evening was dedicated entirely(ok not entirely!!) for various episodes...at that time I knew the time, the episode names, the fights, the superstars and the divas as well! (though there were not many these so called divas as present). At that time we even had the trump cards ( the WWF cards), and whenever got the chance, me, ma cousin Ajit and ma bro, Arpit used to play!!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the few stars I loved entirely were:&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/7752/552/320/2856650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Triple H along with McMohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/edge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I loved Edge, not for his fights or his bod but coz of his entry theme which I listen to this day! I don rem the name of the song but its an awesome track. Many may find it noisy or some may find it cheezy, but I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/hulk%20hogan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hulk Hogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hulk Hogan was remembered for his strange attire, strange shades and his comic acts. As far as I remember, he used to loose most of his games but it was a pleasure having him in the ring!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/the_rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aah The Rock! Ma fav! I always wanted him to win, though he used to loose a lot to Triple H. People I might be wrong but thats what i remember. Then he had this style vyle thing attached with him. Reaalllyyy idolized him. But now I hate watching his movies too! He is a really really sad actor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/triple_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Triple H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then we had Triple H.. I was never sure whether i wanted him to win or to loose. Ya, if he used to fight Rock, then loved him being knocked down! And then he had his father in law, who was the owner or something like that of WWF. And his wife(don remeber her name, who though was a pure bitch, was pretty to look at)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/undertaker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Undertaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The Undertaker was always a mystery to me. People said that he died 3 times. That means he has come from the fires of purgatory(there is nowhere else he could have gone otherwise) and still is on this planet! Great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now when I accidently cross theTen Sports Channel and see these horrible creatures pretending to fight, I can't but quickly move on to the next channel! &lt;em&gt;How insane&lt;/em&gt;, I will think. Every thing is such a hoax! Every game is fixed!! And these so called divas!! How can they be categorised as divas???? They are so muscular, they are so loud! &lt;em&gt;Yaaickkss!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I hate hate hate watching WWF now. Thank God, I am over with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114950720043465745?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114950720043465745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114950720043465745&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114950720043465745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114950720043465745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-mad-mad-hush-around-you.html' title='All the mad mad Hush around you'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114948656925480279</id><published>2006-06-04T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:01:06.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs of relief!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes! After some 3 weeks I finally saw 2 movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When I started the movie, I had no clues as to what is happening, I was just bombarding Achint with tones of questions, who is she , who is he, where have they come from , but they were showing this and now they are showing this, what the fuck!! and bla bla bla........ its only after giving a piece of patience(or rather impatience) to the movie that I finally got the concept!! OK! Now whether I liked the movie or not??? hmmm..... *&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;* liked it, not loved it... there are so many questions still I wanna know!! anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Usual Suspects - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Again like the previous movie, I was bugging Achint with tones of questions!! But unlike the previous movie, I loved the movie. The end was mind blowing!  And yes, I actually went back to the beginning of the movie to see whether I had missed some clues!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114948656925480279?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114948656925480279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114948656925480279&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114948656925480279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114948656925480279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/sighs-of-relief.html' title='Sighs of relief!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114853115722210847</id><published>2006-05-25T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:45:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts:</title><content type='html'>* My dear blog fellas will be missing ma "Track on ma winamp" posts...i hate it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I want a broadband connection at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My boss is a wierdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Someone is stealing cash from ma wallet at office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I havent seen a movie since the last 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I miss the college days like crazy :-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hate watching porn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* One of ma coulleges(how do u spell dat??) has a calender of nude females(semi nude, half nude, quater nude...) But some of the females are hot!! &lt;em&gt;That doesn't mean that I am not straight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I feel like going dancing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My shopping list with ma first sal. never seems to end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hate the laptop my company has given me to work. I must say my personal laptop is better. &lt;em&gt;Though many are determined to say that my laptop is the saddest of the world!! Screw them! I spent 80 grand on it!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am jobless these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I don't want to marry before 28..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wanna settle in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have a PHOBIA of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At present, I have Blogger's  block. Right &lt;a href="http://sudeepsharma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sudeep&lt;/a&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114853115722210847?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114853115722210847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114853115722210847&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114853115722210847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114853115722210847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114801637015323646</id><published>2006-05-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T05:39:27.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More revelations...</title><content type='html'>Shit!! Never thought a quiz can bring out ma dark realities..but thats what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114801637015323646?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114801637015323646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114801637015323646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114801637015323646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114801637015323646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-revelations.html' title='More revelations...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114793451077831783</id><published>2006-05-18T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T04:54:38.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Call.....</title><content type='html'>Went for a hibernation mode for quite some time, but the beast is out on the roads again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vaibhavrocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vaibhav&lt;/a&gt; had tagged me long time ago...so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a book, i have a diary in which i note down things(just like Vaibhav), ....mandatory means 2 mandays per...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song, &lt;em&gt;ek gilasi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.26. Yeah! Time to leave the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fan, sound of moving vehicles and a bus stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8. 30. On ma way to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yahoo Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Churidar kurta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Achint told me about the boy who scares people at the Scarry House at Hyd, and how a man got scared and slapped him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office. There is a world map, quote from Shiv Khera, a calender, wall clock etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have. Just not recalling at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek Ajnabee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of shares of different companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Tell me something about you that i dunno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I love making spit bubbles. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove the concept of rules and regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. George bush.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a face like chimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ways.. I m not imagining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Imagine yout first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toldja, I M NOT IMAGINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Definately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U have been a good girl, Neha. U r in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. 4 people who must also do this meme in their journal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apoorvgawde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apoorv&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.morelifeinlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jive&lt;/a&gt;..as for the rest don rem thier urls...got a new system so all the bookmarks are lost!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114793451077831783?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114793451077831783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114793451077831783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114793451077831783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114793451077831783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-awaited-call.html' title='The Long Awaited Call.....'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114364334831502175</id><published>2006-03-29T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:48:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of An Era...</title><content type='html'>So today was the last day of the college. The last class. The TQM class. And man!!! I am going to miss the college.....Time really flew..And everything has changed. &lt;br /&gt;those staying up till late in the night, completing the case study or the assignment to be submitted the next day...&lt;br /&gt;having very less or(as most of the times) no breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;having food at the shiv sagar........&lt;br /&gt;waiting for an auto and abusing every auto which turned down r request to take us to such a short distance as the next door college.......now who will make these morons understand that if  don reach on time either we will be ridiculed big time by the prof or pay a fine of 50 bucks every class we bunked........&lt;br /&gt;those late attendences........&lt;br /&gt;taking a break of 15 min when we were told to come back in 10 min....&lt;br /&gt;hogging samosas, puffs, chips, coffee from the kiosk.......&lt;br /&gt;snatching the food of the poor creature who was trying to hide his tiffin from the eyes of the vultures....&lt;br /&gt;sharing cigarettes...&lt;br /&gt;so many crushes and proposals......&lt;br /&gt;sudden ringing of cell phones in the class...........&lt;br /&gt;waking up at 8 o clock to realize that we have a class at 8 30.......&lt;br /&gt;late night messaging....&lt;br /&gt;some fights and many misunderstandings............&lt;br /&gt;struggling to pass........&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of xeroxing to save the burden and cost of buying the text..........&lt;br /&gt;mass bunking.........&lt;br /&gt;going for movies before 1 o clock for just 50 rupees.....&lt;br /&gt;freshers day.......&lt;br /&gt;farewell........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life moves and we too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114364334831502175?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114364334831502175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114364334831502175&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114364334831502175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114364334831502175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-era.html' title='The End Of An Era...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114364184199531726</id><published>2006-03-29T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:17:22.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Foo Fighters - Best of You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114364184199531726?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114364184199531726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114364184199531726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114364184199531726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114364184199531726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp_29.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114345868547744974</id><published>2006-03-27T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:27:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last movie watched......</title><content type='html'>My Big Fat Greek Wedding.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of nice. A very 'real' kind of movie. Family members always present to pester and poke their nose when we have to decide whom we wanna marry!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114345868547744974?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114345868547744974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114345868547744974&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345868547744974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345868547744974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-movie-watched.html' title='Last movie watched......'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114345778636260237</id><published>2006-03-27T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:09:46.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 4 days left now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114345778636260237?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114345778636260237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114345778636260237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345778636260237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345778636260237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-4-days-left-now.html' title='Only 4 days left now..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114345770546956817</id><published>2006-03-27T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:43:58.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Are ready???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some clubby no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114345770546956817?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114345770546956817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114345770546956817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345770546956817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114345770546956817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp_27.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114311815710544745</id><published>2006-03-23T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:25:51.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Countdown...</title><content type='html'>Only 7 days left for ma MBA days to get over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I am going to miss the college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114311815710544745?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114311815710544745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114311815710544745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311815710544745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311815710544745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/final-countdown.html' title='The Final Countdown...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114311802582426845</id><published>2006-03-23T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:30:09.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie..</title><content type='html'>The last movie I saw was Batman Begins. Liked it. And Christian Bale is so hot!!!! When i started the movie, I din't quite like him. "His face is quite plain. Nothing special." I told Achint. Then as the movie progressed, and when he got shaved and dressed in all those awesome formals, man!! he was looking so FU@KABLE!!!!! He has this, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;phew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; bod!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop!stop it!stop imagining now Neha!!purvert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the movie was a good one. And i needed to watch a movie which is not as slow as Schindler's list!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114311802582426845?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114311802582426845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114311802582426845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311802582426845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311802582426845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/movie.html' title='Movie..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114311740665038160</id><published>2006-03-23T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:30:44.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam..the title track..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114311740665038160?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114311740665038160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114311740665038160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311740665038160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114311740665038160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp_23.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114250371667802138</id><published>2006-03-16T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:01:19.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies..</title><content type='html'>The Greatest Train Robbery - it was a nice typical 70s or 80s movie...but enjoyed none the less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulp Fiction - well quite strangely, i dint like the movie while I was watching it...it started off well but somewhere in the middle i got bored as i thought that it is going too slow. but now while i m recalling the movie, i m having pleasant thoughts n views about it. the acting by john trivolta and samuel jackson is fantastic though, so is the witty humour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114250371667802138?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114250371667802138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114250371667802138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114250371667802138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114250371667802138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/movies.html' title='Movies..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114250342979534905</id><published>2006-03-16T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T02:03:49.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Umrao jaan - dil cheez kya hai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114250342979534905?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114250342979534905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114250342979534905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114250342979534905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114250342979534905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp_16.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114241680810387319</id><published>2006-03-15T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T04:31:26.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The PEARLVALLEY Trip.</title><content type='html'>Hey people..i know i know i know..long long time since ma last post..what to do people?last days of college life...that means, of course the having fun part is always there, but it also means that I have to finish ma assignments and above all the INTERNATIONAL PROJECT, and the all so useful DISSERTATION too. Well the best part of today is that, besides it being HOLI today which carries no meaning here at Bangalore, is that I HAVE FINISHED MY IB(international project). Aaahh!!! What a pain! But its over for the good. Have already spiral binded it and given it. And yes, think i dint tell ya all that we were supposed to WRITE it down. Can u believe it? Now who should tell that fucker(my prof.) that gone are the days when we used to write the projects. If we had to print it, it would have taken me not more than 2 hours to finish it. Damn. But its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now the fun part. Well this weekend has been Hell lots of fun. Went with Achint and his office people to Fun World at Satyam's expense. Had a lot of fun..and then came home late and tired only to get up at 5 30 in the morning the next day coz me and ma gang, achint inclusive,were going to some place 40k from here. While going, the road was so bad, I started having a bum ache. But there was a 2k stretch some where between where we had the time of r life. Man these boys drive like crazy!! Are they not scared of driving so fast and that too with girls on the back seat?? And the best part..there was a turning we had to take which we missed coz all boys got their all so needed smooth road where we had, what do u call that, DRAG,among KARIZMA (driven by Jose, with simi at the back seat, PULSAR (driven by Kinger and Dileep at the back seat) and UNICORN (driven by Achint and me at the backseat). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the outng, have alook at the pics. They will tell u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P3120151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P3120151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        ALL THE BOYS LINED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P3120153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P3120153.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE GIRLS LINED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/Pearl%20Valley%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/Pearl%20Valley%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEAN AND JAXON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P3120150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/P3120150.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/Pearl%20Valley%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/Pearl%20Valley%20025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE HAVING A SPLASH UNDER THE WATERFALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/Pearl%20Valley%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/Pearl%20Valley%20030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DILEEP, CAUVERY AND ME ON THE ROCKS!!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/Pearl%20Valley%20053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/Pearl%20Valley%20053.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMSY, VIMAL AND JAXON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/Pearl%20Valley%20079.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/Pearl%20Valley%20079.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACHINT AND YOURS TRULY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114241680810387319?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114241680810387319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114241680810387319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114241680810387319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114241680810387319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/pearlvalley-trip.html' title='The PEARLVALLEY Trip.'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114241381860063884</id><published>2006-03-15T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:10:18.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Hasate Ho, Rulate Ho, Hamesha Tum Satate Ho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114241381860063884?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114241381860063884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114241381860063884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114241381860063884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114241381860063884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp_15.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114181043770309700</id><published>2006-03-08T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:47:18.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawshank Redeption</title><content type='html'>This is the book i last read. Liked it. Have also seen the movie. Unlike most of the movies where it is not able to capture most of the details, obviously, this was one of the very few exceptions. The movie is quite detailed. Tim Robbins did a wonderful acting in the movie. And i guess no one would have been a better take than Morgan Freeman for the role of Red. Loved them both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114181043770309700?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114181043770309700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114181043770309700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114181043770309700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114181043770309700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/shawshank-redeption.html' title='Shawshank Redeption'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114181003480566745</id><published>2006-03-08T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T03:38:43.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind ur words, sir!!</title><content type='html'>Not that I am always looking for ways to define myself different from people here(I m a North Indian yaar!Its different out there!How can you people have these dosas n Idli Vada for breakfast??)...no thats not my point but some things put me off big time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the reason is that since the time we opened r tiny lil eyes, n ears, we have been hearing things ACCEPTABLE as the social norms....whatever....here they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Pronouncing FOOD as FUD(as FOOT!!! how insane can that be??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Calling BED as cot!(when i told ma friens that i want to buy a bed, they said u already have one!what i have is a sleepwell mattress, which i keep on the floor of ma bedroom, where i sleep!!! i cant understand how the fuck can it be passed for a bed??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Laughing when i tell them i am not eating because i am observing lent!! those bastards say lent means not having non veg or something u like!! idiots! what they dont know is that lent is a period of fasting, and it does not mean that after breaking the fast, which i do after sunset, i hog like a dog!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114181003480566745?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114181003480566745/comments/default' title='Post 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holes.......</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got ma ears pierced.........not that they were not already(them I treat as being present since birth)....one more hole on each ear.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have een wanting to get em done since ages, me so glad now!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114180936472835093?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114180936472835093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114180936472835093&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114180915294886737?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114180915294886737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114180915294886737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114180915294886737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114180915294886737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-on-ma-winamp.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114111328316824450</id><published>2006-02-28T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:54:43.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pour your sugar on me</title><content type='html'>the list of food things that rock my world.&lt;br /&gt;1. That thimble-sized dollop of nutty trufflely creme in which the hazelnut gooes, at the centre of a ferrero rocher. This is the optimum way to snort the stuff: nibble off the outer nut-choc layer. Take the wafer cups apart and collect creme in one cup. Pick hazelnut and eat. Leave the cup, with the creme, in a patch of sunlight for about 5 minutes. Scoop out with tongue. Heaven is the clogging up of all senses with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: If you eat Rochers in one crunch, instead of taking it apart in layers like a normal person, you are sick and unfit to vote.&lt;br /&gt;2. Exotica pizza from Pizza Hut with extra cheeze. Making topings with chicken, beef, lamb or anything that oink is unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cupcakes. All kinds of cupcakes. Some people call them &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Muffins&lt;/span&gt;. I have nothing against these people.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dal Rice because there is no better cure for homesickness of the soul. Whether your home is an igloo or a walking distance away.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kahal ki sabzi.&lt;br /&gt;6. Death By Chocolate. I love the Corner House in totality.&lt;br /&gt;7. Seenkh kebab. The only minced meat kebabs i like because they don't dilute the meatiness, while providing a moist flavourful experience every time. Jai Hind.&lt;br /&gt;8. Guavas. this has been my favourite thing to eat while reading since always. A guava doesn't interrupt you with annoying pips or peels that must be peeled. A banana may be a better bookmark but a guava never got accused of unsolicited phallicness.&lt;br /&gt;9. Biryani. I hate wasting a whole place on the list for this because really is there any need to state the fact?&lt;br /&gt;10. Maggi noodles, masala flavour. There is a wonderful democracy, a factory-processed love about instant noodles. It's like being gently chuffed on the chin by a large peice of machinery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is love. And love is sweet poison. So it all works out in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114111328316824450?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114111328316824450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114111328316824450&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111328316824450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111328316824450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/pour-your-sugar-on-me.html' title='pour your sugar on me'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114111271086974667</id><published>2006-02-28T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:45:10.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies..</title><content type='html'>Sea Biscuit - slow, but picks up at a later stage. liked it. will not say loved it. tobey maguire was good. &lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Smith - waste of good money on renting the cd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114111271086974667?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114111271086974667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114111271086974667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111271086974667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111271086974667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/movies_28.html' title='Movies..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114111241969508492</id><published>2006-02-28T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:40:19.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>The Bay Watch theme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114111241969508492?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114111241969508492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114111241969508492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111241969508492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114111241969508492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/track-on-ma-winamp_28.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114059622878747190</id><published>2006-02-22T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:17:08.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies:</title><content type='html'>Lock, Stock And Two Smoking Barrels - You cant help but ove the movie if u r into noir language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean's Eleven - George Clooney, Matt Damon, Brad Pitt.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114059622878747190?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114059622878747190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114059622878747190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114059622878747190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114059622878747190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/movies_22.html' title='Movies:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114059347442883992</id><published>2006-02-22T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:31:14.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>MLTR - Someday, somewhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114059347442883992?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114059347442883992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114059347442883992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114059347442883992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114059347442883992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/track-on-ma-winamp_22.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114051340319210287</id><published>2006-02-21T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:16:43.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stab on the back!!</title><content type='html'>Well this post is just to vent out ma anger towards certain people, people I concidered FRIENDS. On the 19th, these so called friends, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simlin, Jose, Jean, Rejoice, Kinger, n Sree&lt;/span&gt; went o Coorg, like thieves. Not letting us know. I m angry. I m very angry. Though I m not screaming and howling at them the way which is usual of me. Common man, last month of college days!!! Certainly not expected of them. Disappointed me big time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114051340319210287?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114051340319210287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114051340319210287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051340319210287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051340319210287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/stab-on-back.html' title='Stab on the back!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114051304053463110</id><published>2006-02-21T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:10:40.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>3 doors down - be like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114051304053463110?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114051304053463110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114051304053463110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051304053463110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051304053463110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/track-on-ma-winamp_21.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114051374825054051</id><published>2006-02-21T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:22:28.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies:</title><content type='html'>People I loved them all: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Force 1 - made me be on the edge&lt;br /&gt;True Lies - Comic&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella man - aaahh!! lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114051374825054051?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114051374825054051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114051374825054051&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051374825054051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114051374825054051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/movies.html' title='Movies:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114010074340403409</id><published>2006-02-16T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T06:39:03.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men!</title><content type='html'>Tell a child that you like the picture she has drawn for you and promptly you will be asked to review another three dozen that she will be scribbling at a volume that will put even disciplined artists to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tell a man (and of course, that is really the point of this post) that you like him in blue (like there are THAT many choices) and you will see, a display of all his blue shirts over the next few weeks. Or tell him, he has gorgeous eyes and he will use it rather shamelessly when you are yelling obscenities at him for being late for a date. Again. But most men, they will argue, don’t really care about that kind of stuff. Maybe they don’t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all men will agree that there is one thing that really matters to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why a man, at some point, will ask you, after the umm event, with a glint in his eye, “Was that good”, “Yes,” you will say, sweetly and sufficiently demurely. And then he wants to know, how good, better than usual, would you like that again, like right now, can you really do doubles or triples, has it happened before, is it only me. Maybe not all questions at the same time, but at some point in the relationship. Now why would any woman, who loves the man she has just done loving want to burst his bubble and say, “No sweetie, you have done better, need improving in leg power”. Don’t ask and we won’t tell. Why do you think we claim we like cuddling so much. That way when the head is buried in your shoulder, we can just pretend we didn’t hear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren’t that complicated. Even though you all walk around complaining that we are. We have simple rules. Don’t rat on us to the boys. Don’t bitch about our girlfriends. Do not hit on our sisters and our best friends. If you hear us complaining about our mothers, don’t chime in. Treat our fathers with respect. Hold your ground with our boy friends. If you are asked if you like us in the outfit, when we are dressed to the nines and almost out the door, say yes, and stick to that version all evening. Also, don’t tell us we ask too many questions. (It just makes us ask more). Don’t evade. (It makes you look like a liar). Don’t lie. (We already know you that its more instinctual than planned). And for gods sake enough with the solution, we know how to fix our lives and our problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does not mean that we are cynics or are jaded. It doesn’t mean that we are cold and calculating. It also doesn’t imply that we are mean and manipulative. We think you are special. We like you all, heck we even love a few of you. We would like it if you remembered that. But do not rain on our parade. Do not wonder why we found that one kiss the most special. It is because we were fighting. And we both said mean, hurtful things to each other. And then we kissed and made up. And it was special. And sweet. And then we told you later that it was special. And sweet. Now don’t fuck with that bit of information. That is us revealing our private side. The side we hardly reveal to anyone. We don’t mind that you don’t remember. We are happy that we have you in our lives. And that day we were afraid that we might have lost that. And now that you are still here, we love it, and oh yeah, we love you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114010074340403409?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114010074340403409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114010074340403409&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114010074340403409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114010074340403409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/men.html' title='Men!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114007856439035008</id><published>2006-02-16T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:29:24.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More  Movies..</title><content type='html'>Shawshank redemption-so subtle, but so powerful! &lt;br /&gt;X Men-liked it but will not want to see it time and again.&lt;br /&gt;French Kiss-dint know that Pyaar To Hona Hi Tha was a copy of this movie. Just the same. But Meg Ryan is too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114007856439035008?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114007856439035008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114007856439035008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007856439035008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007856439035008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-movies.html' title='More  Movies..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114007826850835766</id><published>2006-02-16T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:24:28.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangalore pics..</title><content type='html'>Well blogspot sucked yeserday...&lt;br /&gt;Could not upload many pics...&lt;br /&gt;So here they go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P2110127.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/P2110127.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Bijoy, Aruna n Me! (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The HR Gurus who rocked the fest!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P2110129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/P2110129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surabhi(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ma childhood friend, studying in Mangalore, n me&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P2110135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/P2110135.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me! (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thought u will not be able to recognize me with all ma hair getting ruffled coz of the strong breeze&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/P2110136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/P2110136.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes ladies and gentlemen, that is the sunset! (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;as if its information to u! But no! The information is that it is the first time Neha saw the sun going behind the sea!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114007826850835766?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114007826850835766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114007826850835766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007826850835766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007826850835766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/mangalore-pics.html' title='Mangalore pics..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114007740166874050</id><published>2006-02-16T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:10:01.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Linkin Park: Forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114007740166874050?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114007740166874050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114007740166874050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007740166874050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114007740166874050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/track-on-ma-winamp_16.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-114000219949381253</id><published>2006-02-15T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:16:39.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mangalore fest</title><content type='html'>This thursday, we went to Mangalore. Here we means, Me, Bijoy, Aruna, Rejoice, Sreelakshmi, Jerry &amp; Abraham..and juniors too to represent our coll for a managemnt fest held at Alosius. Neat college. But the best part was that we Stood Second for the HR event and Runners up overall. And yes, not to miss readers, we were also awarded 2000 rupees! And man!!! Mangalore is so bloody cheap....i had tonnes of food...loads of icecream, and travelling here and there for not mre than 200 rupees!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i would have spent nothing less than 600 rupees in 2 days here in Bangalore!&lt;br /&gt;and yes it was my first bus ride.....which was quite comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, o yes, i..saw..the..SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my whole life!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is so amazing.......everybody was looking at me as if i have come from some different planet looking at the water for the first time!!! well it was quite a different scene for me, had always imagined sea to be like this and like that, but even i can proudly say, I HAVE BEEN TO THE SEA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-114000219949381253?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114000219949381253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=114000219949381253&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114000219949381253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/114000219949381253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/mangalore-fest.html' title='The Mangalore fest'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113999602404329480</id><published>2006-02-15T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:33:44.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Joe Satriani - Always with me, always with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really good one. went to the show too of joe sat. aweosome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113999602404329480?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113999602404329480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113999602404329480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113999602404329480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113999602404329480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/02/track-on-ma-winamp.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113871440422675870</id><published>2006-01-31T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:33:24.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies seen lately:</title><content type='html'>Anger Management - quite nice&lt;br /&gt; The Goal - pretty nice&lt;br /&gt; Devil’s Advocate - dont talk about it.......superb&lt;br /&gt; JFK - beautiful&lt;br /&gt; Species - its so fuc$kingly shallow&lt;br /&gt; Windtalkers - i dont know..i think i will not like to watch it over n over again&lt;br /&gt; Face Off - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(neha still drooling over it, cant express her feelings, not in a state to ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113871440422675870?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113871440422675870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113871440422675870&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113871440422675870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113871440422675870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/movies-seen-lately_31.html' title='Movies seen lately:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113870531030819156</id><published>2006-01-31T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T03:01:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now is as good a time as any</title><content type='html'>I have a whole new life waiting ahead of me....and yet I'm finding it so hard to wait the few days to hear all about it?&lt;br /&gt;Good news should never be conveyed in minute capsules....it's hard to wait for the next one, particularly when you know there is more to come.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a five-year-old child who knows there's more of her favourite chocolate in the refrigerator, but has to wait until the next day for the day's quota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113870531030819156?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113870531030819156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113870531030819156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870531030819156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870531030819156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-is-as-good-time-as-any.html' title='Now is as good a time as any'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113870520360782112</id><published>2006-01-31T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T03:00:03.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maini Group:</title><content type='html'>Yes people. That is the company I will be working on from May onwards. (hopefully not)&lt;br /&gt;Targeting something else. But the profile being offered is awesome by Maini Group. And this company was one for which I was most unprepared for. Just dint want it. Just sat for the kicks. Now see what I have got. But will definately get something better, or rather something I have been wanting since months. I m working towards it people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113870520360782112?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113870520360782112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113870520360782112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870520360782112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870520360782112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/maini-group.html' title='Maini Group:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113870491113244345</id><published>2006-01-31T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T02:55:11.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Cure - Friday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113870491113244345?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113870491113244345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113870491113244345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870491113244345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113870491113244345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/track-on-ma-winamp_31.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113819360395938584</id><published>2006-01-25T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T04:53:24.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another tag, tag!!</title><content type='html'>hey another tag by zooonie.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER…&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed your cousin: No but had hots for this cousin of mine......&lt;br /&gt;2. Pictured your crush naked: oh yes..&lt;br /&gt;3. Skipped school: Never &lt;br /&gt;4. Broken someone’s heart: Yes…&lt;br /&gt;5. Cried when someone died: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wanted someone you knew you couldn’t have: I m with that person right now.....&lt;br /&gt;7. Broke a bone: no, thank god! dont even want it.&lt;br /&gt;8. Done something embarrassing: yes....dont even ask me what the fu*k was that.k?&lt;br /&gt;9. Lied:many times..but don't generally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS [BETTER]…&lt;br /&gt;10. Coke or Pepsi: both are the same, and i like em both..&lt;br /&gt;11. Sprite or 7UP: does not matter which one i drink...tastes the same with vodka ;-)&lt;br /&gt;12. Girls or Guys: depends on what for?&lt;br /&gt;13. Flowers or Candy: neither...me not too much into all this.&lt;br /&gt;14. Scruff or Clean shaved: again depends...&lt;br /&gt;15. Blondes or Brunettes: why the Fu&amp;k should it matter to me??&lt;br /&gt;16. Tea or Coffee: coffee...anytime of the day.......&lt;br /&gt;17. Tall or Short: taller than short and shorter than tall... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;18. Trousers or Skirts: denims.......then..whatever..&lt;br /&gt;19. Night or Day: both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX…&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you notice first: shoes.&lt;br /&gt;21. Like Being Spanked: ssssshhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;22. Worst Question For Him/Her to ask: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME YOU…&lt;br /&gt;23. Showered: Today morning…&lt;br /&gt;24. Stepped outside: me in the coll.....going to Achint's place in a while..&lt;br /&gt;25. Had Sex: ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT YOU…&lt;br /&gt;26. Ever been Engaged/ Married: no...don even want to have a ring till the next 5 years.......yaaaaaikssssss......&lt;br /&gt;27. Your Good luck charm: the blessed cross i wear and the prayer i always read before i go to coll or any imp interview..&lt;br /&gt;28. Person You Hate Most: I dont hate people..though i dislike many!&lt;br /&gt;29. Best Thing That Has Happened Recently: Achint.&lt;br /&gt;30. Picture on your desktop: a picture of tonnes of punts on a stream...taken from a blog friend, who is a photographer by profession.&lt;br /&gt;31. Color: All the colors of the rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;32. Movies: dont ask me to list em down here..the list will be long..if not endless.&lt;br /&gt;33. Artist or band: Type o negetive, metallica, system of a down, iron maiden, linkin park......&lt;br /&gt;34. Cars: i m not too much into the fancy cars type..like small cars...though certainly not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Reva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Ice Cream: CHOCOLATE..&lt;br /&gt;36. Alcoholic Drink: Draught beer, vodka with sprite, wine(both red n white and expensive)&lt;br /&gt;37. Food: give me any kind of good vegetarian food, and i m content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO…&lt;br /&gt;38. Makes you laugh the most: the sidey jokes cracked by ma gang mates...&lt;br /&gt;39. Makes you smile: Achint..good music..good food..call from home..most unexpected call from someone..good comments for my posts..&lt;br /&gt;40. Can make you feel better: the same list qualifies here too..&lt;br /&gt;41. Has a crush on you: oh yes..i know he has.&lt;br /&gt;42. Would you be if you could choose: I’m just happy being myself…no regrets as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;43. Gives you a funny feeling when you see them: Naahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU EVER…&lt;br /&gt;44. Sit by the phone waiting for a phone all night: I did…yes I did. &lt;br /&gt;45. Save MSN conversations: Never been much on MSN&lt;br /&gt;46. Save E-mails: nopes..&lt;br /&gt;47. Forwarded secret e-mails: nopes..&lt;br /&gt;48. Wish you were someone else: i have always been happy the way i m.&lt;br /&gt;49. Wish You Were A Member Of The Opposite Sex: No way.&lt;br /&gt;50. Wear perfume: I love perfumes…name a brand and i have it. my dad is the best. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;51. Laugh a lot: I laugh a lot &lt;br /&gt;52. Go online for longer than eight hours at a time: I do it at times...have done it many times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU…&lt;br /&gt;53. Fallen for your best friend? Hmmmm…no&lt;br /&gt;54. Made out with JUST a friend? I wish…&lt;br /&gt;55. Kissed two people in the same day? Would never do...but wait..does family count here??&lt;br /&gt;56. Had sex with two different people in the same day? Ewwww…don’t want too…Would never&lt;br /&gt;57. Been Rejected? yes&lt;br /&gt;58. Been In Love? Oh yeah…no comments&lt;br /&gt;59. Been In Lust? All the time…&lt;br /&gt;60. Used Someone? For what? Sex…I wish&lt;br /&gt;61. Been Used? For what dude? Is anyone planning to use me for something…kindly lemme know…&lt;br /&gt;62. Dumped Someone? Yup!!&lt;br /&gt;63. Been Cheated On? Not sure…&lt;br /&gt;64. Back Doored It? What??&lt;br /&gt;65. Done Something You Regret? Yup…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON…&lt;br /&gt;66. You Touched? Where? touched arms today morning.&lt;br /&gt;67. You Talked To? Bijoy&lt;br /&gt;68. You Tickled? i dont tickle people for fear of reciprocation.&lt;br /&gt;69. You Instant Messaged? Sherlyn.&lt;br /&gt;70. You Kicked? I don’t kick…though I say lot many times, I’m gonna kick you for sure.&lt;br /&gt;71. You Yelled At? Achint&lt;br /&gt;72. You Dreamed About? I m trying to recall........&lt;br /&gt;73. Who Text Messaged You? Sherlyn.&lt;br /&gt;74. Who Broke Your Heart? Almost one year back…but it’s a long time. My heart is back in shape now.&lt;br /&gt;75. Who Told You They Loved You? let that person's name be with me only :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU…&lt;br /&gt;76. Color Your Hair? Had colored streaks once..burgandy...(hope i have spelt it right)&lt;br /&gt;77. Have Tattoos? I wanna have it desperately..have been talking about this for ages now....&lt;br /&gt;78. Have Piercings? I have been talking about this too for ages now..&lt;br /&gt;79. Own A Webcam? never&lt;br /&gt;80. Own A Thong? was going to pick one last night, but ws unable to because i banged  into a class mate whom i saw after 6 years........shit!!!&lt;br /&gt;81. Own More Than 10 Pairs Of Shoes? only 2..then 2 pairs of slippers, and 2 pairs of sandals..&lt;br /&gt;82. Speak A Language Besides English? yup HINDI.....ha ha ha.........&lt;br /&gt;83. Buy Designer? never.......&lt;br /&gt;84. Ever Get Off The Damn Computer? Yup…yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU / DO YOU / ARE YOU…&lt;br /&gt;85. Stolen Anything? no&lt;br /&gt;86. Smoke? i do.&lt;br /&gt;87. Schizophrenic? No way.&lt;br /&gt;88. Obsessive? A lot…&lt;br /&gt;89. Bipolar? ???&lt;br /&gt;90. Compulsive? Nope&lt;br /&gt;91. Panic? Yup, I panic a lot…just like that.&lt;br /&gt;92. Anxiety? Sometimes…yes&lt;br /&gt;93. Stressed? At the end of the day &lt;br /&gt;94. Glad This Quiz Is Over? Very much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in getting tagged, please go ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113819360395938584?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113819360395938584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113819360395938584&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113819360395938584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113819360395938584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/yet-another-tag-tag.html' title='Yet another tag, tag!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113818791240464613</id><published>2006-01-25T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T03:18:32.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>UB 40 - I cant help falling in love with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113818791240464613?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113818791240464613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113818791240464613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113818791240464613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113818791240464613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/track-on-ma-winamp_25.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113802192571374546</id><published>2006-01-23T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:12:05.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine</title><content type='html'>My earliest memory of a television is a black and white Dyanora that used to live in a wooden cabinet with shutters. Opening the shutters required an adult's intervention and I believe it is the best form of parental control ever. This was when I was about six years old. The TV used to live in my folks bedroom and on cold winter weekends, the families in Agra would bundle up in all their sweaters and shawls and walk through the fog to watch it. I still remember crying loudly when Amitabh Bachchan died at the end of Shakti and being pampered with Gold Spot (or was it ThumsUp) to shut up and stop making a scene. (But how could he just DIE like that??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I can remember are being afraid the power would go off just in time for Spiderman (as it always did) or waiting for Krishi Darshan to get over so that Chitrahaar could start on long Wednesday evenings. In fact I can remember a lot of things, but then this post would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That set me thinking, that it would be great to know what everyone remembers or feels about those good old days. Nostalgia is always in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am starting to write things you can remember about Doordarshan. I am not putting a number there because as I began to start my list I realised that 5 is too little. Below is my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Surabhi - The informative program. And it used to take us to far away lands, scenic, picturisque, lovely, made me dream to go there one day...the different people who featured there........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Malgudi Days - Taa Naa Naa Tana Nana Naaa - need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Street Hawk - This is Jesse Mach and ex-motorcycle cop, injured in the line of duty, now recruited by a top-secret government mission to ride Street Hawk... Man, that blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ek se bhar kar ek - it started when doordarshan was dying..it was a movie songs countdown show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The World This Week - Prannoy Roy, cool graphics, Tony Banks's music. International news was here...and how!! I used to wait for the Newsmakers section with bated breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The language movie on Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mouse Mouse and gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my list, and I have left out a lot, and stuck to really old stuff. Chaddi pehan ke phool khila hai, Gul Gulshan Gulfaam and other stuff - I hope to find on other lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting on the time machine should be circa - 1983.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113802192571374546?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113802192571374546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113802192571374546&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802192571374546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802192571374546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113802042608093145</id><published>2006-01-23T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T04:47:06.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Wham - Careless Whispers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113802042608093145?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113802042608093145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113802042608093145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802042608093145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802042608093145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/track-on-ma-winamp_23.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113802002659347307</id><published>2006-01-21T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T04:40:56.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>Somebody called me today to say sorry. He just called me and said sorry for hurting me. Now that call made me think. Think about the past. About the person and me. About our relationship. The November of 2004. The 28th. The breakup of, what I once thought, love.&lt;br /&gt;But i m living in the present. I have moved on in life. And i dont think of him anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113802002659347307?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113802002659347307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113802002659347307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802002659347307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113802002659347307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113785399881503442</id><published>2006-01-21T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T06:33:18.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies seen lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saw 2&lt;/span&gt;- wont say it was equally bad as the previous one, IT IS WORSE! no no no dont think that i dint like it, i loved it, but ironically i felt like puking after seeing the movie. but still i loved it. i hated it. guess that is what the intention of the director was. mission accomlished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LA Confidential&lt;/span&gt;-would not have liked or rather understood the movie, had achint not explained it to movie. poor guy was making him pause the movie so often to grasp it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Confessions of a dangerous mind&lt;/span&gt;-i thought i dint like the movie, but i did. have been thinking about it since i saw it. now this is a movie which will grow on u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113785399881503442?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113785399881503442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113785399881503442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113785399881503442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113785399881503442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/movies-seen-lately.html' title='Movies seen lately...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113785270538782643</id><published>2006-01-21T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T06:11:45.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Disco Suppa Girl(Alana Dante)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont now who is she but me trying to just pepp myself up..now that does not mean that i m feeling low or something like that...just an attempt to stay charged up!!so this track is like those clubby clubby songs...makes u wanna shake that thing  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113785270538782643?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113785270538782643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113785270538782643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113785270538782643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113785270538782643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/track-on-ma-winamp_21.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113680134989255138</id><published>2006-01-09T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T02:12:55.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actions speak louder than words..</title><content type='html'>If anyone of you have been wondering as to why as there been no posts from me, have a look at the pictures. They will tell ya all.&lt;br /&gt;Delicious food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC300030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC300030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the newly wedded bride and groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC300042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC300042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC300014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC300014.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC270051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC270051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jana hai tujhe babul ka ghar chod ke :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC290021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC290021.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC290008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC290008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaj mere bhai ki shaadi hai..aaj mere bhai ki shaadi hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the left:miss asia pacific, miss universe, miss world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280019.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fu#k! Ma saree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC280003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC280003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaand ka tukra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC260066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC260066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaadi preparations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC260032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC260032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have a look at the groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/DSCI0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/DSCI0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaha, ek bakra mila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/DSCI0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/DSCI0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur turn honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC270039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC270039.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the way aha aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC270036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC270036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neha n vanessa(cousin) trying to understand what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC270034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC270034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gol gappe...yummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC250044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC250044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n megha relishing some aalu tikki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC250043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC250043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, mom, maasi, me n megha(cousin)...christmas day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC250038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC250038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113680134989255138?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113680134989255138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113680134989255138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113680134989255138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113680134989255138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/actions-speak-louder-than-words.html' title='Actions speak louder than words..'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113679799877249741</id><published>2006-01-09T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:13:18.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Limb Bizkit - Hot Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113679799877249741?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113679799877249741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113679799877249741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113679799877249741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113679799877249741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2006/01/track-on-ma-winamp.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113545329137196744</id><published>2005-12-25T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:41:31.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost - The Full Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC240040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC240040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma Bro n Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC240037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/320/PC240037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME :-)- coming from Nupur's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost track of where this year started, now that it seems to be about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost a lot of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost 2 cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost most of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the shine in ma hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my toes (when I look down I can't find them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost things that I can't even remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I have gained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 8 kilos.&lt;br /&gt;a job.&lt;br /&gt;another friend.&lt;br /&gt;another year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113545329137196744?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113545329137196744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113545329137196744&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113545329137196744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113545329137196744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/lost-full-season.html' title='Lost - The Full Season'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113545247401811539</id><published>2005-12-25T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:27:54.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Heaven - Bryan Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113545247401811539?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113545247401811539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113545247401811539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113545247401811539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113545247401811539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp_25.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113536990600025136</id><published>2005-12-24T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:31:46.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC230045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/PC230045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nupur n Me:its the sangeet of her wedding happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/1600/PC230043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7752/552/400/PC230043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the festive season is upon us. Coloured lights and sparkling trees, enchanting children and grown ups alike. Close your eyes and you can feel the delicious anticipation wash over you, as shoppers shop and carolers fill the chilly air with song. With just days to go to Christmas, it's time for a moment of quiet reflection, to consider the most important aspects of this holiday and what makes it special:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, presents for me. So let's get down to business. The following, in no particular order, is what I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A winning lottery ticket (hmm, maybe this list is in order after all). If I get this, every major problem that I have at the moment, from career issues to non-existent pension plans, would be sorted. Well OK, it won't actually stop my parents from pestering me to getting married and breed them a pair of mini-Nehas - but at least then I'd be able to send them on a cruise around the world. Over and over (and over) again. Come to think of it, with this ticket I can just buy the rest of this list myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A puppy. Seriously. A boxer pup would be nice, like the one in the Hutch commercials. They're cutest when they're young, so the plan is to keep it until it turns one year old, then um, get rid of it and get another one next Christmas! And if I keep giving them the same name, it would be like having a puppy that never grows up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A penthouse. I've always been a citygirl at heart,but will like to have one at the outskirts of the city. People talk to being connected but I will want disconnection at least for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A career. Please. I don't know what I want to do - or what I can do - but I need something that pays a helluva lot of money without involving a lot of work ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A package consisting of bungee jumping, scuba diving, para gliding, skinny dipping, a trip to Milne Ice Shelf..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Friends. Not that I dont have any...I have plenty, but I want those friends back in my life who once were...and those too who could have been but somehow i lost them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A liposuction. Shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113536990600025136?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113536990600025136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113536990600025136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113536990600025136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113536990600025136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/joys-of-christmas.html' title='The Joys Of Christmas'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113536767849477617</id><published>2005-12-23T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:54:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>gladiator soundtrack - the trance version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i m the one who do not appreciate remixes much, but somehow the remix of the soundtrack is good, if not better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113536767849477617?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113536767849477617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113536767849477617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113536767849477617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113536767849477617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp_113536767849477617.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113527744965789849</id><published>2005-12-23T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:50:49.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making His-Story</title><content type='html'>England's first gay civil partnership ceremonies took place throughout the country today. A total of 687 couples got hitched, among them Sir Elton John and his partner David Furnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for civil partnerships... I'm still not quite sure how I feel about them. It's certainly a big step forward - gay couples now get all the legal rights and financial benefits that heterosexuals enjoy with marriage. That has to be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, it's recognition. Instead of 'sick' or 'unnatural' or plain 'wrong', it's acknowledging that when two men or two women choose to spend the rest of their lives together, it just might possibly be 'love'. You know, like what straight people have, only without the risk of babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Justin Ryan and Colin McAllister (C-list celebrities in a relationship of two decades) put it, "A greater show of commitment is being with someone for 20 years... we don't need a ring to prove it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore - and this is me playing devil's advocate - should the worst happen and you go your separate ways, it makes things even messier. A breakup is painful enough without the added burden of having to legally disengage yourself from your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, maybe that's just me being a cynical bitch, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's not the day for such talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113527744965789849?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113527744965789849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113527744965789849&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113527744965789849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113527744965789849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/making-his-story.html' title='Making His-Story'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113527720328280746</id><published>2005-12-23T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:46:43.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>celion dion - i drove all night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113527720328280746?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113527720328280746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113527720328280746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113527720328280746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113527720328280746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp_23.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113519626641517136</id><published>2005-12-22T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:19:39.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mask of Zorro &lt;/strong&gt;- i think i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlie's Angels &lt;/strong&gt;- whatever the worl said about the movie, i think it was a funny movie, the girls looked good, and did decent acting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban &lt;/strong&gt;-  do i have to write about it?? loved it...my liking for the harry potter movie series is not with much deviation though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113519626641517136?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113519553996934052</id><published>2005-12-22T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:05:39.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Neha</title><content type='html'>people me home!! that means me in agra!!! that means loads of sleep, loads of good food to eat, that means loads of masti, that means loads of weight on ma bod!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people u will all have to bear with some non sensical posts for the next 10 days!! please bear... but me too happy these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially with an air of festivities around me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma best friend is getting married n so is ma cousin bro...n i m his only sis....so that means &lt;strong&gt;all eyes on me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done tonnes n tonnes of shopping!! the postings will reveal all of that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so keep coming for the updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113519553996934052?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113519553996934052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113519553996934052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113519553996934052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113519553996934052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-neha.html' title='Happy Neha'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113519497529870703</id><published>2005-12-22T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:56:15.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Yeah - by dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some hip hop artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but good for ma ears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113519497529870703?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113519497529870703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113519497529870703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113519497529870703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113519497529870703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp_22.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113393333698375443</id><published>2005-12-07T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:28:56.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies seen lately</title><content type='html'>Grease&lt;br /&gt;Ben Hur&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;The Abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked all of 'em particulary love actually&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113393333698375443?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113393333698375443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113393333698375443&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393333698375443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393333698375443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/movies-seen-lately.html' title='Movies seen lately'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113393414231999149</id><published>2005-12-06T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:42:22.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neha's Moving Day</title><content type='html'>Now this posting has been pending since quite some time........&lt;br /&gt;so here u go.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving day’s been and gone, and despite all the planning and stressing it ended up being a pretty last-minute kind of affair - mainly because, you know, I’m a lazy git. So last-minute, in fact, that I was still looking for boxes the same day (“Stop the car! Stop the car! Two more by that pile of rubbish!”) and packing well into the late hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about having boyfriends is that you can get them to do most of the heavy lifting when you move. As PV and I (the two delicate Oriental flowers) cleared the kitchen and tidied our respective rooms, SD and him (the two manly blokes) huffed and puffed, lugging most awkward boxes down to the car. It pays to be the pretty one in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about dunno how many hours of hard labour (mainly by the boys), the car was finally full. and the luggage was in the new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right,” he said. “Let’s order. I’m starving.”&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s the house key?” asked PV.&lt;br /&gt;“Which one?”&lt;br /&gt;“The old house keys as the house has to be locked and the keys given back to the old landlord.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I’ve packed it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PV’s eyes goggled. His eyes goggled. SD's eyes goggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The keys of the old house is in the new house in my purse.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all turned and went to the new house to get the old house keys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatta mess, huh? It was two whole days before we could even see the floor again. Even now, we’ve got boxes lying around and piled up on chairs and tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of my cosmetics box is -sob- still missing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113393414231999149?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113393414231999149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113393414231999149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393414231999149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393414231999149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/nehas-moving-day.html' title='Neha&apos;s Moving Day'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113393322532398072</id><published>2005-12-06T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:27:05.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma  winamp:</title><content type='html'>Pink Floyd - Shine on You Crazy Diamond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113393322532398072?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113393322532398072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113393322532398072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393322532398072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113393322532398072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp_06.html' title='Track on ma  winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113351152567136742</id><published>2005-12-02T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:18:45.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Room 5 feat Oliver Cheatham - Make luv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113351152567136742?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113351152567136742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113351152567136742&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113351152567136742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113351152567136742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/12/track-on-ma-winamp.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113324979161610187</id><published>2005-11-28T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:36:31.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-to-Z about Neha........</title><content type='html'>A - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Age you got your first kiss&lt;/span&gt;: 22&lt;br /&gt;B - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Band listening to right now&lt;/span&gt;: madonna &lt;br /&gt;C - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crush&lt;/span&gt;: no crushes at all!!!! &lt;br /&gt;D-  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Drink of Choice&lt;/span&gt;:pepsi! nodoubts!&lt;br /&gt;E - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Easiest person &lt;/span&gt;[people]: achint, mom&lt;br /&gt;F - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favorite band at the moment&lt;/span&gt;: many....iron maiden, type o negetive, system of dawn, linkin park, metallica etc etc&lt;br /&gt;H – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt;: means going home...agra&lt;br /&gt;I - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Instruments&lt;/span&gt;: None. though i really really want to learn acoustic guitar.......&lt;br /&gt;J - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Juice&lt;/span&gt;: apple...like guava too..and grapes&lt;br /&gt;K - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kids&lt;/span&gt;: me and kids dont go together......that does not mean i dont wanna have my own!&lt;br /&gt;L - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Longest car ride ever&lt;/span&gt;: family get outs many times.........&lt;br /&gt;M - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt;: Human Resources&lt;br /&gt;N - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nicknames&lt;/span&gt;: none...........neha...n neha n neha.....ya some people like to call me babe......sweetheart aand honey........&lt;br /&gt;O - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One wish&lt;/span&gt;: wanna have him forever&lt;br /&gt;P - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Phobia&lt;/span&gt;[s]: of being touched by a snake&lt;br /&gt;Q - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quote&lt;/span&gt;:UNQUOTE&lt;br /&gt;R - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reason to smile&lt;/span&gt;: my folks, my bro, ma friends, achint...and tonnes other people&lt;br /&gt;S - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Song you sang last&lt;/span&gt;: crazy train by ozzy...&lt;br /&gt;T - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Time you woke up [today]&lt;/span&gt;: 0930 hrs&lt;br /&gt;U - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Unknown fact about me&lt;/span&gt;: let it be unknown for sake of many......&lt;br /&gt;V - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vegetable you hate&lt;/span&gt;: kaddu/ pumpkin.....anything else is fine with me...as long as it is veg.&lt;br /&gt;W - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Worst habit(s)&lt;/span&gt;: getting finicky very frequently&lt;br /&gt;X - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;X-rays you've had&lt;/span&gt;: dental&lt;br /&gt;Y - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yummy food&lt;/span&gt;: ghar ka khana..pizzas..chocolate sundaes..pastas..chinese thick soups..omelletes..scrambled egges..nuggets..kidney beans......&lt;br /&gt;Z - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zodiac sign&lt;/span&gt;: LIBRA (though many people out in this world are determined to proove that i m a SCORPIO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy: ZOONIE'S BLOG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113324979161610187?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113324979161610187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113324979161610187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113324979161610187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113324979161610187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-z-about-neha.html' title='A-to-Z about Neha........'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113317548202333382</id><published>2005-11-28T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:58:02.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies I saw:</title><content type='html'>Constantine-somehow dint really like it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The longest yard-started dragging during the middle of the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence of the lambs 1-what a fantastic movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence of the lambs 2 (Hannibal)-liked it though found the first one better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence of the lambs 3 (Red Dragon)-better than Hannibal, but still of the 3 movies,       silence of the labs stand tall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113317548202333382?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113317548202333382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113317548202333382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317548202333382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317548202333382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/movies-i-saw.html' title='movies I saw:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113317508660086363</id><published>2005-11-28T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:51:26.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on my winamp:</title><content type='html'>Kylie Monogue:cant get u out of my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113317508660086363?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113317508660086363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113317508660086363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317508660086363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317508660086363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-on-my-winamp.html' title='Track on my winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113324857532398034</id><published>2005-11-28T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:16:15.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma wimanp:</title><content type='html'>Madonna - Don't tell me stop (mix) ...awesome beats of the mix version!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113324857532398034?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113324857532398034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113324857532398034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113324857532398034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113324857532398034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-on-ma-wimanp.html' title='Track on ma wimanp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113317747950556329</id><published>2005-11-28T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:42:34.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Got this from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vaibhav's&lt;/span&gt; site. I know, you get that perverse pleasure by reading about others people's things. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Harshana, was before 4th standard.&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: always had pets at home, though dont rem which one, think silky, a dog.&lt;br /&gt;First Piercing: My earlobes.thats all the piercings i have (as of now! ;-))&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: Prateek... I was in 9th std. In celebrities... Arnold Swarzennegor.&lt;br /&gt;First CD: I never bought, was never giftd CDs..though i burn lot many!&lt;br /&gt;First Car: Hot Wheels!&lt;br /&gt;First Stuffed animal: Snoopy!! Eating dust somewhere now. Dad got it for me when i was suffering from jaundice...me not the 'love stuffed toys' kind of girl! &lt;br /&gt;First Love: Whoooops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE LASTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage: Sprite&lt;br /&gt;Last Car ride: Late night drive with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sudhakar &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Achint&lt;/span&gt;, after head banging at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;STYX&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen: Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;Last CD Played: I dont play CDs...only tracks copied on ma laptop!&lt;br /&gt;Last Bubble Bath: On 21st October, 2004!&lt;br /&gt;Last time you Cried: 25th November...2005&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate: Scrambled Eggs an Maggi&lt;br /&gt;Last bad thing you did: Fought with Achint :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friends? No ways.........&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested? YES!! though not put in bars!!(for crossing the railway lines, inspite of being warned not to do it by the cops) my dad is the best... GOT ME OUT OF THEIR CLUCHES&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been skinny dipped? No....but,want to.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on TV? yes, u see all these local dramas, and things like that taking place...captured by the local cable wala!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cheated? never copied but people whispering during ur MBA exams and tests are pardonable na...so much of stuff to do and then on top of it u expect to study too? common people, be fair!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a car accident? yes, many times.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.pink striped shirt&lt;br /&gt;2.grey trousers&lt;br /&gt;3.black shoes&lt;br /&gt;4.black earrings&lt;br /&gt;5.silver nail paint&lt;br /&gt;6.gloss&lt;br /&gt;7.attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX THINGS YOU'VE DONE TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. went for my "scheduled' interview&lt;br /&gt;2. lost my original certificates&lt;br /&gt;3. updated ma blog&lt;br /&gt;4. packed ma stuff&lt;br /&gt;5. gave ma clothes for ironing&lt;br /&gt;6. slept till 9 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE FAVORITE THINGS IN NO ORDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. listening music&lt;br /&gt;2. reading fictions&lt;br /&gt;3. eating ice cream&lt;br /&gt;4. sleeping for long long hours&lt;br /&gt;5. bugging achint...loving achint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ALMOST ANYTHING TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mom&lt;br /&gt;2. himani&lt;br /&gt;3. achint&lt;br /&gt;4. god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHOICES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. red or black&lt;br /&gt;2. stay up or sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. study or not to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. travel the world&lt;br /&gt;2. go bungee jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING YOU REGRET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i did what i always believed in..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113317747950556329?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113317747950556329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113317747950556329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317747950556329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317747950556329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-of-me.html' title='more of me...'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113317604220569556</id><published>2005-11-28T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T03:07:22.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post of USHUS, post  USHUS!</title><content type='html'>Well well well USHUS is over now!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;That is all I will say for it. Its over finally! &lt;br /&gt;and how did it go?&lt;br /&gt;it went good..pretty smoothly....though it could have faltered at one point of time but then the people working with me helped me sail through...&lt;br /&gt;the whole week went like nothing less than a roller coaster ride! get the games ready-show them for approval-document them-get them for printing-putting the script in order-making presentations ready-everything, everything, everything just everything..&lt;br /&gt;but i saw many facets of mine which i dint realize existed in me!&lt;br /&gt;that is a good feeling :-)&lt;br /&gt;dint know i can do all this single handedly!! but i did. and the best thing is that it got noticed!&lt;br /&gt;neha is happy for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113317604220569556?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113317604220569556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113317604220569556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317604220569556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113317604220569556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/post-of-ushus-post-ushus.html' title='Post of USHUS, post  USHUS!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113154152084815767</id><published>2005-11-09T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T05:05:20.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aargh!</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I am annoyed in the most wanton way possible. I sit in this laptop lab with the most unfriendly keys ever, in a city that I am painstakingly trying to like, and all this placement thing around me is making me mad! Fuck it man! Cant anyone give me a proper guidance as to what way should I adopt? What should I look for? I m loosing ma focus!&lt;br /&gt;I can sense one giant sulk coming up. What will I do if I made a wrong decision for ma very first job? My disorientation is becoming most complete. Thank heavens they speak hindi here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113154152084815767?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113154152084815767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113154152084815767&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154152084815767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154152084815767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/aargh.html' title='aargh!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113154055072858006</id><published>2005-11-09T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T04:49:10.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track on ma winamp:</title><content type='html'>Cold Play - Dont Panic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113154055072858006?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113154055072858006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113154055072858006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154055072858006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154055072858006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-on-ma-winamp.html' title='Track on ma winamp:'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273088.post-113154123089268164</id><published>2005-11-09T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T05:09:46.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from home!</title><content type='html'>I got up. I realized that the day has come come legs will make me travel home. Home. Place I cherish the most. My heaven. My family. My friends. My memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Maa, mein &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;diwali&lt;/span&gt; ki chuttiyon mein ghar aa rahi hun!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh ghar ka khana...&lt;br /&gt;Mom Dad ki pampering.......&lt;br /&gt;That curling in the bed, n giggling, n recalling ur past wid ur &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chaddi&lt;/span&gt; friends, ur crushes, the crank calls, the blank calls...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Aur bata..koi boy friend banaya ki nahi??&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I m so glad babe, u are over wid that creep. He certainly dint deserve u!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Ah darling! i m so glad for u! That u still going strong with him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Grrrhh....MOM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Nahin beta. fal val khaya karo....rang dekho! kitna utar gaya hai!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solemn faces soften into smiles, then laughter, then giggles. &lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273088-113154123089268164?l=assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/113154123089268164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273088&amp;postID=113154123089268164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154123089268164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273088/posts/default/113154123089268164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assortmentsofmylife.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-home.html' title='Back from home!'/><author><name>Neha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
