<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 07:26:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>dream girl</category><category>ahppydays</category><category>dialog</category><category>page cannot be displayed</category><category>charector</category><category>keys</category><category>movies</category><category>death</category><category>sravanthi</category><category>updates</category><category>Change</category><category>indira gandhi</category><category>hemz</category><category>summer</category><category>tamil movies</category><category>happydays</category><category>shankar</category><category>vana</category><category>Hi</category><category>Dear</category><category>sravs</category><category>love wins</category><category>book reading</category><category>mayabazaar</category><category>funny QUIZ</category><category>anand</category><category>dairies</category><category>kids</category><category>story</category><category>99</category><category>cbit</category><category>sweet memories</category><category>sunday</category><category>indepence</category><category>crush</category><category>IPL</category><category>shit</category><category>college</category><category>shock</category><category>hate</category><category>accident</category><category>india</category><category>rajesh</category><category>school</category><category>heart</category><category>shekhar</category><category>rain</category><category>happybirthday</category><category>my childhood memories</category><category>Fate</category><category>IIFT</category><category>Floods</category><category>happy days movie review</category><category>My random thoughts</category><category>love</category><category>musings</category><category>Real and the Threee MEs</category><category>appu</category><category>gully cricket</category><category>poor</category><category>shekar kammula</category><category>77-Fiction</category><category>cricket</category><category>happy pongal</category><category>marriage</category><category>pondicherry</category><category>tyson</category><category>toons</category><category>financial</category><category>godavari</category><category>Dream</category><category>voice</category><category>bells palsy</category><category>madhu</category><category>SQL Server error</category><category>complicated</category><category>bells</category><category>HTTP 500</category><category>straight from heart...</category><category>Health</category><category>ABC</category><category>friends</category><category>instincts</category><category>happy birthday</category><category>Office</category><category>cofee</category><category>my love</category><category>inox</category><category>60 years</category><category>thanks</category><category>music</category><category>weekend</category><category>55 fiction</category><category>happydas</category><category>My motor Cycle diaries</category><category>1977</category><category>tags</category><category>feelings</category><category>My Motor Cycle Daries</category><category>haapy days</category><category>emergency</category><category>tagging</category><category>tea</category><category>My first crush</category><category>full moon</category><title>MindPrints</title><description>Traces of my thoughts, jumbled, staggered and fried....</description><link>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Mindprints" /><feedburner:info uri="mindprints" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-157431964801183168</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 06:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T12:33:22.572+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">77-Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer</category><title>77 Fiction - "Summer"</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S9U6UnB7nhI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1Zp0acXfWwY/s1600/sweating-profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S9U6UnB7nhI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1Zp0acXfWwY/s320/sweating-profile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464337848632843794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Hot summer afternoon and he was so frustrated,sweating heavily when he saw the bus which he should take.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran in traffic and entered the bus and felt happy to find one empty seat,sat,relaxed.A flood of people entered the bus at next stop .He was so relaxed and saw to his left and got up to give his seat to a lady with her eight months old baby with cute smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:This is my First 77 Fiction.Actually started for a 55-fiction ended up with more words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-157431964801183168?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/JRqI367i-9I/77-fiction-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S9U6UnB7nhI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1Zp0acXfWwY/s72-c/sweating-profile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>28</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/04/77-fiction-summer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-6754404973433853686</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-07T02:21:43.241+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thanks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Thanks - 55 Fiction</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S5K_O4sS9vI/AAAAAAAAA80/-C1oaTAvHY0/s1600-h/heartbreakP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S5K_O4sS9vI/AAAAAAAAA80/-C1oaTAvHY0/s320/heartbreakP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445625161901602546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Right after seeing pranavi sitting alone in restaurant,Bharath felt some magic and started approaching her,just then madhu joined her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="zw-1273527ffa8sEx9ke52e1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bharath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;saw them together and felt some glitch in his heart.But he reached her and said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;" .But she heard it as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="zw-127352e37f3ypouOje52e1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks for being my first and last love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-6754404973433853686?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/Rwbe5OYL-ys/thanks-55-fiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/S5K_O4sS9vI/AAAAAAAAA80/-C1oaTAvHY0/s72-c/heartbreakP.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>29</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-55-fiction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-7652388389751715183</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 09:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-25T15:21:37.438+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">complicated</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Office</category><title>Complicated Thoughts</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;am i thinking complicatedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the question which is haunting me these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think so complicated  that telling how much complicated is so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i went to the toilet(obviously, gents toilet :P) in my office, where there is a thing which sprayed something automatically. Instantly i thought its automatic room freshener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we go.. i went on thinking how will it work. I thought there will be a mechanism which will sense the bad smell in the bathroom, and if that crosses some limit, it will spray. How is my thinking? am i thinking in the correct way? OK lets say i am on the right track, but how can they sense the bad smell.. i kept on thinking about this and finally arrived at there is no way to sense the smell at least as per my knowledge is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when i went to the toilet, i keenly observed the instrument. It has a display with shows some digits, so my mind said "yea this may be the reading which denotes the bad smell"..At that moment one of my colleague came inside and saw me observing that, I said everything to him. He simply said one thing to me.. "Why do u Think So complicated??".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that because , that instrument works very simple , it will just spray the refresher for every 10 minutes. Like a timer is fixed to it and for every 10 minutes , it uses the power from the battery and presses the knob to spray the refresher.. So simple is it?. The reading on it is nothing but the time for the next spray.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why did i think the way i thought?? is it really a complicated way to think. Am i am an Idiot or  am i a Genius(i know there only thin line between them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-7652388389751715183?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/TX1SypLtS5A/complicated-thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>25</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/02/complicated-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-732467927721733922</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T19:28:42.028+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">voice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>I fell in Love</title><description>Yeah i Fell in Love with voice of a girl.. the sweetest voice which can mesmerize everyone.. the voice is so soothing and what not ..her voice has some magic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is haunting me like anything...My heart jump when ever i listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to these two songs and u will get to know about her magic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forgot to mention her name  she is "Swetha Pundit"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel the Magic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nenani Neevani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwlLQNgkjCo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwlLQNgkjCo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bale Bale magadivoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ARUiakj8M8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ARUiakj8M8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-732467927721733922?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/22DikgiKBf8/i-fell-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-fell-in-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-8379979850434728029</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 12:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T18:21:30.222+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cricket</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">india</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">updates</category><title>Now a Days...</title><description>Yeah friends.. how u all.. I know there were no updates from me recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just busy with my routine things,work and some shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just to tell u guys that i am alive and around ..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SyeE03UTAUI/AAAAAAAAA40/VmZlGZBaX2s/s1600-h/ist2_6631841-movie-goer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SyeE03UTAUI/AAAAAAAAA40/VmZlGZBaX2s/s320/ist2_6631841-movie-goer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415443120673456450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I have been seeing Movies ,.. its like just 1 movie per day..and  interesting thing is most of the movies which i am seeing are Rom-cams yeah Romantic Comedies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the list of movies which i liked in that order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about Mary - The best of all&lt;br /&gt;500 days of summer - Next to the best&lt;br /&gt;Knocked up - Next to Next to the best&lt;br /&gt;Funny People - Good&lt;br /&gt;French Kiss - i have seen a telugu movie which was  copied  from this movie long back,but this one is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked one comedy movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lock Stock and the two barrels.-- I loved this movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting this is i am also busy with my work , its like i reach home at about 10:15 in the night , see a movie sleep at 1Am and then again go to office at 9Am in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;and for  the first time i went to office on a Non working Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this life ..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm india Won today, thought i am not satisfied with the margin ,but they won .. we need to celebrate..:P .I definitely expect a post from &lt;a href="http://yedilmangemore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pramoda&lt;/a&gt; on this...(I am sure that she will post on today's win before she sees my post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Get well soon &lt;a zid="36" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04397843914369295409"&gt;Ayushi&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-8379979850434728029?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/jz6Z8mc5H5s/now-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SyeE03UTAUI/AAAAAAAAA40/VmZlGZBaX2s/s72-c/ist2_6631841-movie-goer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>30</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5863859510634420670</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 06:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-18T21:03:22.859+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my childhood memories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cricket</category><title>ChillDIsh</title><description>Its always good to think about my childhood,Don't you guys think its so good to re-live(in virtual world) our childhood and feel happy about all the moments we spent without worrying about any one and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i will just write down some of the incidents of my childhood which i never forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKr-xz5CM2A/SK03hL59PmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/2z5WsbLfZfA/s320/baby-boy-and-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKr-xz5CM2A/SK03hL59PmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/2z5WsbLfZfA/s320/baby-boy-and-girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened in my L.K.G or U.K.G , I was looking around to hide somewhere as we r playing something while teacher is busy with some thing else... Finally i found a place and i hid over there.The interesting thing about in this incident is the place where i hid.I went inside the frock of a girl who was standing and looking outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on guys , i was just a kid then and the teacher gave lot of punishment to me, she pinched my ears with her nails and i knelt down for abt 2 hrs .. I still remember the teacher's words, she said that she will remove my cloths and ask all girls to slap me if i do that one again. Actually i was not able to understand why i got this punishment ,instead i was imagining myself in the situation with she said .I still remember her name , she is leela madam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No , No i don't remember who the girl is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SxNue4UjqaI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AWuuBQW8n-4/s1600/AR13AR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SxNue4UjqaI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AWuuBQW8n-4/s320/AR13AR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409789054195837346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          In School days,We use to go to home during lunch hour and the stupid teachers use to give home work to do in this break.Actaully it will be very less that can be done in 10 mins.But i,me,Mr Suree dont want waste time, so i do my home work while walking on the road.I care a damn about the people riding on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;On one day one more stupid who is riding a bicycle came opposite to me and hmmm i fell down and he rode on my leg.. not a big injury but ...not small too.adding to that My mom gave me nice beatings...But i was happy because no need to go to school for the next 4 days( as doctor as said to take rest).I played with that leg itself.. limping and jumping :P .After 3 days it self i wanted to go to school because it s August 15th and they will distribute chocolates,but my father didnt allow me to got school and no chocolate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SxNvHiTfcwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/wIP76Kmx2Zs/s1600/15265517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SxNvHiTfcwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/wIP76Kmx2Zs/s320/15265517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409789752660423426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             This is happened when i was studying my 1st standard or 2nd standard.. Teachers told us we gonna have a cricket match the next day .They divided the class into 2 teams and there will be a match between them.for the whole day the two teams behaved as if they are rivals like India and Pakistan.I went a bit ahead and slapped 2 guys.Again got a big punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next days we all came with whatever equipments we got , i brought a bat and ball (plastic) ,some other guys brought gloves too( for a plastic ball ?? :P)and here is the funny thing one of our team mate brought net(badminton net) ...lol... teachers laughed like anything.Match started and i am the opening batsman( i swear i don't even know how to handle a bat too)because bat is mine :P .Bowler took 5 balls to bowl a legal delivery to me and i hit it somewhere and started starring at others,teachers where shouting at me to run,"but why???",i thought.and RUN OUT ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now guys... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-5863859510634420670?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/yx69zlgzDrY/chilldish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKr-xz5CM2A/SK03hL59PmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/2z5WsbLfZfA/s72-c/baby-boy-and-girl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>28</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/chilldish.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5900643327986348487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T13:58:37.486+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Real and the Threee MEs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dream</category><title>Me ,Me and Me</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the last few nights i have been dreaming like any thing.One thing which i found in me is that that while i dream during my sleep , i found one more character in me , who related the reality with dream.So as a result There are totally three "Me"s at a time .So by the time i wake up i end up at a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you dream , its defnitly true that one cannot recollect his dreams to full extent, if we try to recollect , we definitely arrive at some story which is mixture of reality , dream and some thing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Similar things happened to me from last few days..... I think on Saturday night i dreamt alot about cricket as i played cricket in the Saturday morning.that wasn't so clear i couldn't recollect more than this.Where as on sunday i can recollect my dream in which i am dreaming about two things at a time , i can see the dream now tooo, its similar to seeing two programs in a Single TV with a split screen , the left one shows me as an artist struggling for getting a role in cinema where as the right one shows me as a Cricket Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Monday Night it was a different take, i dreamt of me going to US, not for any Job or any thing, i went to study which me in the dream doesn't know, Now the Real Me asked the Me in the Dream and he in turn asked some one why I came to US, My Cousin Narayana Told i came to Study MS, Oh My God I never Thought of it in real, i dont know why i got that dream .Next day i told abt the dream to My room mate, He told it will be the effect of the Movie Vennela which i have seen on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Night i dreamt of some thing which i , even now, am not clear about. I went back to my school to write some exam and my name was not there in the seating arrangement , i had a fight with head master, but my principal ramarao saw me and allowed me to write the exam , few of my friends were trying to copy from me, Shit.... I Dont have any Clue Why I GOt this Dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With all these i arrived at the theory that , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;there will a total of 3 Me s while dreaming, one is the real Me and one Me in the Dream and the other who shifts from real to dream for analyzing and comparing both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a re-post of post &lt;a href="http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreaming-and-3-mes.html"&gt;Dreaming and 3 Mes&lt;/a&gt;,Just posting it again becoz you guys haven't read this before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2461741955956869085-5900643327986348487?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/OdeiZvL92c0/me-me-and-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>19</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-me-and-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-7174057256848194934</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 18:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T00:00:05.527+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hemz</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happy birthday</category><title>Happy Birthday</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SunYIY6tF3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/8e2LPnGYu_8/s1600-h/OgAAAB7ZhtQ0YAY0BRT06RBe63LlPQXXrBZaKSDA1ylieX9IuziroFp86z-g2sT-3IZ6jwQ2zuyVGQf_-4Q5laH3prYAm1T1UIzeIMhDPB3p0NmkKVLRPktVUYi_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SunYIY6tF3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/8e2LPnGYu_8/s320/OgAAAB7ZhtQ0YAY0BRT06RBe63LlPQXXrBZaKSDA1ylieX9IuziroFp86z-g2sT-3IZ6jwQ2zuyVGQf_-4Q5laH3prYAm1T1UIzeIMhDPB3p0NmkKVLRPktVUYi_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398083267019478898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited today as , i am dedicating a post on the eve of birthday of a guy who always dedicates his posts to birthdays of either one of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Birthday is a Special one for him because up to last year he celebrated with his guardian angels , where as from this year he is lucky enough that lucky joined to share every moment of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are stars around Hemz up to now , Now the moon(lucky) also Joined :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;day Hemz Bond...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 points abt Hemz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.He is a good friend &lt;br /&gt;2.He has a lot of friends &lt;br /&gt;3.He has a lot of friends &lt;br /&gt;4.He has a lot of friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.He has a lot of friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-7174057256848194934?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/FetVtsiy0lo/happy-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SunYIY6tF3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/8e2LPnGYu_8/s72-c/OgAAAB7ZhtQ0YAY0BRT06RBe63LlPQXXrBZaKSDA1ylieX9IuziroFp86z-g2sT-3IZ6jwQ2zuyVGQf_-4Q5laH3prYAm1T1UIzeIMhDPB3p0NmkKVLRPktVUYi_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-8890986855063989227</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T22:57:22.175+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dear</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Take Care ...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ea/Love_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 265px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ea/Love_heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;The day i saw you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;My heart followed you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(132, 0, 132);"&gt;i never meant to follow you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(132, 0, 132);"&gt;but i just came in search of my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I  don't know why it disappeared suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I searched for it again and again...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt the pain when all my efforts went in vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;As i am leaving this world forever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Please take care of my Heart !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PS: I wrote this long back , My orkut About Me has this one from about an year or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-8890986855063989227?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/agE8EteN8Qc/take-care.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>19</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-care.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-4689674279270230895</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 14:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T17:50:48.943+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shit</category><title>why?</title><description>&lt;s&gt;why should i live...&lt;/s&gt; I am here to Live , that's a stupid question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why am i here ...&lt;/s&gt;again the same stupid one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;God  why don u kill me tonight..&lt;/s&gt;lol.. God i gave a chance , u missed it... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Updated on 26/10/2009 5:51PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-4689674279270230895?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/pDPoiC0X2yA/why.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5546218623219414713</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T11:00:48.226+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">55 fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Floods</category><title>The Unexpected Guest - 55 Fiction</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2007/07/31/britain-flash-floods_5106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 235px;" src="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2007/07/31/britain-flash-floods_5106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;People are in panic and dispersing in all the ways possible.Realizing that the baby is missing,Mother makes her son climb the tree and asks him to hold on to branch and not move until she says  and leaves to find the baby.She never comes back ,but the flood does.He follows his mother's word and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17057033204086978256" rel="nofollow"&gt;Destiny's child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; for telling me that there r some mistakes  here.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did some corrections ,guys please tell me if any mistake is there in posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update2: Did all the corrections suggested by destiny's child.I am thanking her again thru this update.&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/2461741955956869085-5546218623219414713?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/GAx0I8GKIiY/unexpected-guest-55-fiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>23</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/unexpected-guest-55-fiction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5447459179803531167</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T10:31:08.298+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weekend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pondicherry</category><title>Weekend Blues</title><description>This weekend was a long weekend as Oct 2nd is a holiday , I should thank myself becoz i some how decided not to go home,on Saturday i got to know that 2 of our friends came to chennai.Suddenly planned a trip to Pondicherry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Bike ride of 130 km on ECR is so exciting and we enjoyed a lot,8 of us went in 4 bikes ,stopping here and there either to enjoy the scenic beauty or to have some tender coconut water.Actually the total trip is just about the journey, the bike ride and the friends reunion.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; We haven't found anything exciting in Pondy as we go to beach almost daily in chennai .But we enjoyed the trip just coz we were with people who we feel they are close to us .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I was just talking with one of my friend ,he reminded me of what we discussed just after we got placed (in our final year) ,we told to each other how we gonna spend money while doing Job, He reminded me saying that i would buy a pair of clothes every month and send an amount of some 2k to my brother every month,He too said something similar.I never did that after joining my Job , I felt guilty that i haven't given a single penny to my brother,where as my friend spent a lot for his brother.I really felt so guilty after that discussion. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I totally forgot the tensions abt work,worries and everything and enjoyed the weekend.Thanks to bharat and gova for making this trip happen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; After coming back from the trip ,one of my friends reminded us that we need to go to office from tomorrow.It was a strange feeling that i have never felt ,where i completely forgot that i am an employee in so and so office ,just went back to my college days hanging out with friends ,suddenly realized that i need to go to office from tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This trip is an enjoyable,unforgettable....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-5447459179803531167?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/Ec9xdk47qWo/weekend-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-blues.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-561112072415212576</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T19:15:14.163+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My motor Cycle diaries</category><title>My motor cycle diaries:+2 Student</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s400/disc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s400/disc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked the bike in the parking area of new building of our office and returning, just at the entrance a guy called me.He told me that he will clean my bike inturn i should get him something.(he told in tamil, so i didnt get it exactly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he wanted some +2 subject guide and he told he will clean my bike inturn i need to buy him the guide books,he had some books in hand, He was requesting my anything, i just thought to help him.I asked him to wait there as i dont have money , i went ATM and brought the money .Actually he asked me to buy the books myself and give him coming to his school.basically he is trying to convince me that he is guenine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i went along with him to buy him the books he wanted , but the shop was closed as it is just 9:30 in the morning.I offered him money but he told "please dont give money because it you may not know whther i bought the books or not".I convinced him and gave money with condition that he will call me after buying the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is shanmugam, he is doing his +12 in some government college.He told his ambition is to become a CA.I remember meeting a similar person and i have mentioned  abt him on &lt;a href="http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-motor-cycle-diaries-canteen-cashier.html"&gt;My motor cycle dairies&lt;/a&gt; last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here comes the twist, he told he will call at abt 1.30 in the afetrnoon.I was waiting for his call in the afternoon, but he didn't call.I was a bit dissappointed though i cannot completely say that he has cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident reminded me of another incident during my graduation where i gave 300rs to a old woman who said he doesn't have anyone.i told her to go to tirumala where&lt;br /&gt;she can get daily free food .I left her in bus stand and asked her to go.But I saw her again near that area after a week or so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant still believe that this guy ,shanmugam, cheated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No , lets wait for some more days for his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : I have seen him again today in the morning , he got hold of our admin head this time (poor guy), i directly went and asked why didn't u call me, he said something like my phone was not reachable  which is not not true, so with this i concluded he is a cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later admin head spoke with me , he also advised me not to encourage guys like this by giving money . He alerted the securities not to allow any outsiders  near that area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-561112072415212576?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/GRGN8OaLvuM/my-motor-cycle-diaries2-student.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s72-c/disc.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-motor-cycle-diaries2-student.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-7504922287255008940</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 04:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T12:29:01.306+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Change</category><title>Change</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night i was just searching for a file on my PC and found some college videos.It was so good to watch those videos.In a clip two of our friends were fighting like anything, i was there at that time, i know the reason why they are fighting.Actually they are fighting because they have lots of time and they don't have anything else to do .This may sound silly , but so many things like this happened in our college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking how much i have changed from then.From a guy with a normal tailer stitched clothes to someone who wears only branded clothes.Some one whose mind is full of dreams along with the confidence that he will make it true to a guy who is complacent with his accomplishments (or pretending that he is so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thinking is completely different when i compare  it with my college days.Some things changed positively and some thing changed negatively.But change has occurred.Of course the only constant thing in this world is change.If at all there is no Change , life will be boring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God , get me back all those positive things , fill energy to fulfill my dreams in ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving you with a Cartoon on CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="ToonDoo" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=918279"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=918279" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="ToonDoo" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Arial,Tahoma,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left; width: 100%;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/user/sureshtvin"&gt;sureshtvin&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/"&gt;Create your own Cartoon at www.toondoo.com&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/2461741955956869085-7504922287255008940?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/QM-rhLlFFGw/change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2328879637_c0d2e376ff_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/change.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-4173563256495925752</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 08:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-20T17:03:57.678+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tags</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ABC</category><title>ABC Tag</title><description>&lt;span zid="2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These days, i am not feeling like doing any damn thing, everything seems boring for me.Somehow got interested in these Tags, So here it is&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span zid="2" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A – Available/Single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span zid="3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span zid="5" style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Available for what???? lol.... k , i m single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p zid="7"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="8" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B – Best friend? &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="9"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="10" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Self......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="12"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="13" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C – Cake or Pie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="15"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="16" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have Never tried Pie, I Like plain cake, i mean with out any cream&lt;/span&gt;(fat u know :P???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="18"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="19" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D – Drink of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="21"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="22" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like Fanta( No , Not becoz of jenelia )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="24"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="25" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E – Essential item you use every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="27"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="28" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My glasses, i need them to see this world clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="30"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="31" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F – Favorite colour? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="33"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="34" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black and White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="36"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="37" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G – Gummy Bears Or Worms? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="39"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="40" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont Know Gummy Bears at all  and i dont like Worms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="42"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="43" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H – Hometown?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="45"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="46" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually its HomeCITY :P ... lol.. its Nellore in Andhra Pradesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="48"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="49" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I – Indulgence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="51"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="52" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Movies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="54"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="55" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J – January or February?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="57"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="58" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;January, coz it has more days than february.&lt;/span&gt; More holidays too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="60"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="61" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K – Kids &amp;amp; their names? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="63"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="64" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose kids? mine? ask this one after a decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="66"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="67" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L – Life is incomplete without? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="69"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="70" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends and Movies  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="72"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="73" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M – Marriage date? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="75"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="76" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31 February 2013&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="80"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="81" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N – Name? Your real name!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="83" style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;what do u mean by real name , i dont have any reel name.People call me suresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="85"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="86" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O – Oranges or Apples?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="88"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="89" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="93"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="94" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P – Phobias/Fears?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="96"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="97" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I  have fear of  Lizards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="99"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="100" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q – Quote for today?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="102"  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="103" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;234 Rupees Approximately&lt;/span&gt; ... :P (read it again , it takes time to realize)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="106"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="107" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R – Reason to smile? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="109"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="110" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If anyone says " Your Smile is so good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="112"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="113" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S – Season? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span zid="164" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont Know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span zid="119" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T – Tag 3 People? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p zid="121" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyone who wants to pick it up!, i don't wanna to mention any names, coz the tags which i did last time are pending. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="123"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="124" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U – Unknown fact about me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="126"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="127" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I talk alot while i am sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="132"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="133" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V – Vegetable you &lt;span zid="166" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;don’t&lt;/span&gt; like?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="135"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="136" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies Finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="138"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="139" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W – Worst habit?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="141"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="142" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loud Belching....&lt;/span&gt; Normally i will do it after a heavy , Spicy ,Lunch.If i am in office i can control the sound. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="144"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="145" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X – X-rays?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="147"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="148" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ear,Head,Right Hand,Teeth... so on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="150"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="151" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y – Your favorite food?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="153"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="154" style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rice with Mom made Mango pickle with lots of gheee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p zid="156"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span zid="157" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z – Zodiac sign?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="159" style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;VirGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p zid="160" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-4173563256495925752?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/iecg8_9Ram4/abc-tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/abc-tag.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-401170674553755566</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 10:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T16:12:21.253+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><title>Thoughts and Toons</title><description>I know i am not posting so frequently . i always wanted to write something, when ever i sit to write something, my mind goes blank and i am not able to write anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a machine which converts the thoughts in our mind to text, store it,retrieve it when ever needed.I need that machine badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK , i have seen few movies last week , you know all the movies are so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangover was full of laughs, adult comedy....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magadheera(Telugu) is awesome, it is gonna break all the records in telugu film industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed Love aj kal (Hindi) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was a bit busy now a days, though i have time to see movies :).Got the invitation from HemZ to attend his marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemu, i have made some cartoons for you ..please dont mind and take it easy...just made them for fun.   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hemz weds Lucky : Marriage Looks :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="ToonDoo" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=895431"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=895431" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="ToonDoo" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Arial,Tahoma,Helvetica,sans-serif; width: 100%; text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/user/sureshtvin"&gt;sureshtvin&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/"&gt;Create your own Cartoon at www.toondoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="ToonDoo" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=895640"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=895640" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="ToonDoo" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Arial,Tahoma,Helvetica,sans-serif; width: 100%; text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/user/sureshtvin"&gt;sureshtvin&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/"&gt;Create your own Cartoon at www.toondoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADe for Each Other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="ToonDoo" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=896333"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;amp;id=896333" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="ToonDoo" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Arial,Tahoma,Helvetica,sans-serif; width: 100%; text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/user/sureshtvin"&gt;sureshtvin&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/"&gt;Create your own Cartoon at www.toondoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luckshmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="ToonDoo" width="400" align="middle" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;id=896395"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.toondoo.com/ToonDoo.swf?userName=sureshtvin&amp;id=896395" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="ToonDoo" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" align="middle" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left; width: 100%;"&gt;by &lt;a href='http://www.toondoo.com/user/sureshtvin'&gt;sureshtvin&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com"&gt;Create your own Cartoon at www.toondoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS::please hover the mouse on the toons to see the next slide&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/2461741955956869085-401170674553755566?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/yPnGM6DynxY/thoughts-and-toons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-and-toons.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-3303495093240957683</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-15T16:45:21.030+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gully cricket</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sweet memories</category><title>CRICFul Weekend</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2386/1638210107_634a6c27fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 276px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2386/1638210107_634a6c27fa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am not so active , i am so busy now a days .Lotta Work You know :P.Anyways i had a nice weekend,I went home as i had an appointment with dentist.I am so happy that two of my old friends came to meet me.We guys played street cricket where we used to play during ur childhood.I remember those uncles and aunties who scolded all of us for breaking one or other of their items,Few of them are still living there and after seeing us playing over there , they just gave a smile and left.The total experience was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy at work now a days, finally found time and blogging.I have seen few english movies in the nights making time for myself."In the Land of Women","Sweet November" &amp;amp; "Just My Luck" are the Few :P.I loved "Just My luck" among all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to &lt;a href="http://hemanthpotluri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hemu&lt;/a&gt; as he is loosing his independence Soon :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-3303495093240957683?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/bXyDjk1GU0Y/cricful-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2386/1638210107_634a6c27fa_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/07/cricful-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-7749191895921113396</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T14:56:54.279+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">full moon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>The Love Story</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SkSSgskj7hI/AAAAAAAAAtE/p5ycAZds9BE/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SkSSgskj7hI/AAAAAAAAAtE/p5ycAZds9BE/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351563347640970770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri ,just took bath and feeling so fresh,asked mom to give a coffee.Its a winter night and a full moon day .she came to the balcony with hot hot coffee in her hands. its so chilling cool outside and she is wearing a sweater which is a gift from her guy varun.she sat on the chair and staring at the sky where she can see the moon surrounding by blinking stars. She is missing his guy as he left to mumbai for some work and not reachable on his phone now as he will be in flight now coming back from mumbai .She kept on staring at the mighty moon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly went back 3 years, it is also  a full moon day ,in a seaside restaurant ,candle light dinner.madhuri and varun are looking at each other's eyes while the moon is jealous as none of the two are looking at him.When ever she see varun for a while, she feel as if she know him before they met, as if he is so connected to her.Thats the reason she came with him today.suddenly varun stood up and three beautiful girls came and  stood next to varun.They are so gorgeous.varun said "All this these beautiful girls  fell in love with me on the first site ,all the three proposed me , but i said to them that i am in love with angel called madhuri ".&lt;br /&gt;"Madhuri , Please marry me and give a chance to be a father of 3 beautiful girls just as these three".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri is speechless, somewhat confused,but said yes.From then they are roaming around and they r in love .So many unforgettable moments , small disputes,outings, picnics and .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door bell rang suddenly when madhuri came back to the present.she dropped her mobile on the floor, phone scattered in to 3 pieces, she picked up all goes to the door while assembling the pieces of the phone back , sees that phone is not swtiching on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri opened the door , there is a lady ,around 55 years old with a smiling face.Madhuri was just staring at her for a while, she felt that she has seen her somewhere but could recollect.Madhuri's mother comes from the kitchen and she sees her and yells at madhuri who is in virtual world search for a matching entry in her brain database.Mom told to madhuri told that she is neha aunty , we were neighbours when we stayed in coimbatore.Madhuri suddenly finds a match and her glows like a diamond, a spark in her eyes."Oh Yeah , neha aunty , how are you ", "i still remember your gulab jamoons",madhuri said in a surprise tone.They had chat for a while, speaks about so many things.Neha asks Madhuri whether she can recollect sandy,her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri again starts searching for an entry in her BDB(Brain DataBase) and founds the entry called sandy , who is her childhood friend.Meanwhile Madhuri's mom comes and asks madhuri to go to the room and she want o talk with neha aunty .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri again goes back to the balcony recollecting the days he spent with sandy , he is her first friend in her life.Madhuri was so connected to him and always goes around with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha aunty calls madhuri as says bye as she is leaving for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the night , mom comes to madhuri and says "naha aunty asked whether you can marry sandy ". "I know you may not be comfortable to marry a stranger, but sandy is not a stranger, you use to go around with him in childhood,anyways i didn't tell yes to neha.I just told her to let you guys meet once  decide",said Malathi,Madhuri's Mom,to Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri thought so much on that night before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/341813840_29c9873b11.jpg?v=1221761458"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 307px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/341813840_29c9873b11.jpg?v=1221761458" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"One small kid wearing a cow boy dress riding a horse with a knife in hand killing the evil people approaches her, suddenly a guy in pink clothes stops that kid and dont allow him to move towards her, they are fighting for a while , none of them gets injured.Finally they discuss something , come closer to her they both carry her with one hand each and flies in the sky".Madhuri wokes up from bed and realizes that its a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malathi calls madhuri and says her to get ready as sandy is gonna meet her at 10.00 at near by restaurent.Madhuri tries to tell something to her mom, but she avoids her and asks her to get ready soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri gets ready and goes to the restaurant alone and askes the waiter for table no 9.A guy with black shirt and blue jean facing the otherside is sitting overthere.madhuri takes a deep breath and decide she should talk well with him and say that he is in love with a varun.She goes near him and after seeing him , she gets shocked.GOD, the guy who is sitting over there is none other than the varun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, varun is sandy .sandy is varun.His actuall name is varun sandeep ,but he will change his name to varun after his 10th birthday.Both Madhuri and sandy dont like to marry their childhoos friends,but their mothers forces them to meet.But Madhuri , varun both goes back to home says they are ready for marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actaully varun calls madhuri right after flight lands at the airport, but as the phone is not working , he cannot reach her.His mother forces him to meet someone for his marriage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they marry and live happily ever after.,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry for a longer post, i couldn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS:Moon pic is shot by me , second one is from flickr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-7749191895921113396?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/Ta-Xe21sFmw/love-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SkSSgskj7hI/AAAAAAAAAtE/p5ycAZds9BE/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_0090.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-story.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5672218466835284023</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 08:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T13:59:31.265+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">updates</category><title>I am Back....</title><description>Hey guys, I know its been a while since I updated on my blog. Here I am with all of my updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all , I am happy now, as the doctor said you r absolutely alright and don't keep any worries( Actually I am still recovering from the illness which I said to you before ,he gave me moral support by saying so ).Not only that, he told me not to use any medicines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was not so great one, as nothing happened according to plan. But its not a bad one too. Actually I have planned to go to play on Saturday evening,but when I called in the afternoon for tickets they said tickets soldout. Then I have planned to attend the Buzz 140 conference on Sunday my mom called on Saturday evening and asking me to come home. So I left to home on Sunday morning. Happy that I have seen my parents, very happy that I have seen my Aunt tooo(She stays some where else,came to my home town this weekend).Actually my mom planned something and called me home, even that plan changed. So nothing happened according to plan on last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I am seeing less movies, may be becoz they are not releasing more.I have seen one telugu Movie called "Current" and I felt the shock.yesterday I have seen one movie ,on my Newly purchased PC ,called "Tandoori Love" and loved it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to convey my Birthday wishes to &lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;KESHI &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a chat with Nirnajan Agarwal, who is in a plan to start a community based Teacher training programme in order to help unemployed youth and meet the shortage of teachers in Govt school.If any of you guys interested in joining hIm and your from Hyderabad, just comment here i will send the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm what else...No Eat outs from last 2 weeks.(You know I wasn't feeling well)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I keep on saying like this, the length of the post will increase like anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to &lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://electroscribbles.blogspot.com"&gt;dhanya&lt;/a&gt; ,as she is going to be an aunt for the second time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs to you alll.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-5672218466835284023?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/KYEx71LMwMs/i-am-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-back.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-1220927513844768172</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T12:10:22.091+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny QUIZ</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tagging</category><title>Funny Quizz + tagging</title><description>I have seen this in some other blog, taking it up .. we have just say yes or now for each question. I am passing it on to &lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05467358328818000298"&gt;priya(PJ)&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04397843914369295409"&gt;ayushi&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384891363092343691"&gt;neha&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681669918061156315"&gt;hemu&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12377151632542353792"&gt; swati &lt;/a&gt;to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever slept naked? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Taken a shower with someone?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kissed a member of the same sex? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Driven a car? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stolen anything? a penny or sweet!?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Been in love?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been dumped? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Stole money from a friend/family member?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gotten in a car with people you just met?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snuck out of your/someones house? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Been arrested? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hugged a stranger?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Left your house with out telling your parents? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Had a crush on your neighbour? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Ditched school to do something more fun? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept in a bed with a member of the opposite sex? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Lost a friend?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Been on a plane? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Been to an island? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Slept in until 3? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Love someone or miss someone right now?   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Made a snow angel?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Played dress up? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Cheated while playing a game?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Been lonely?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Kissed more than 4 people in one night? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Felt an earthquake? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. touched a snake? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Ran a red light? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Been suspended from school?   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Had detention? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Been in a car accident? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Had a party in your house while ur parents were away? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Used a fake id?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Crawled through a window?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Been lost? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Been to the opposite side of the country? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Cried yourself to sleep? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Kissed in the rain?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Sang in the shower?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Made love in a park?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Had a dream that you married someone? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Glued your hand to something?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever gone to school partially naked? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Been a cheerleader?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Had more than ten boy/girl friends? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Didn't take a shower for a week? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Played chicken? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Broken a bone? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. been in the room whilst your m8 s shagging?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:If you have any doubts reg my answers, please fell free to comment.I am free for any clarifications :P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;edited few answers to be more honest... :)&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/2461741955956869085-1220927513844768172?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/Kblt5nJF_b0/funny-quizz-tagging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-quizz-tagging.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-5436280520633859434</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 09:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T16:20:45.873+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love wins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><title>&lt;3&lt;3 Love WinZ &lt;3 &lt;3</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SjIae9mYjhI/AAAAAAAAAsM/FTQ3L5ovomo/s1600-h/lovers-holding-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SjIae9mYjhI/AAAAAAAAAsM/FTQ3L5ovomo/s320/lovers-holding-hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346364826876153362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two humans walking on a long road, with nobody  around them.The left hand of one was held in the right hand of other.They were talking about their first meeting, how he proposed her, how she cried when he stopped calling due to unavoidable reasons for just 2 days,how they miss each other.&lt;br /&gt;He said he wont live with out her,she to said that she will follow him even in death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are about to reach the end of the road , a car came at a damn speed with out noticing these humans as this is is blind curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached the end of their lives but they are happy that they r together even in death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Picture taken from&lt;a _prevhref="" href="http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-5436280520633859434?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/Q9eeUejZ5yo/33-love-winz-3-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SjIae9mYjhI/AAAAAAAAAsM/FTQ3L5ovomo/s72-c/lovers-holding-hands.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/33-love-winz-3-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-649961838354456922</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T10:07:11.545+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happybirthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crush</category><title>My First Tea...</title><description>i went to my home town for this weekend .thought it was a bit boring , i enjoyed the trip .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i gonna write about my first Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://se.inf.ethz.ch/people/leitner/erl_g/image/tea_cup_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://se.inf.ethz.ch/people/leitner/erl_g/image/tea_cup_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its not my first tea to drink, its my first tea to make.Normally i don't take tea or coffee, I used to take tea in my X standard and during engineering college to get rid of my sleep while preparing for exams.I take more biscuits than the Tea. O K , now i gonna tell you about how i made my First tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i wasn't feeling alright, some thought problem is there, so i thought of taking a tea.went to the vending machine in the office .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i  donno how make the tea, i thought wat the heck , we can do it.i kept the cup on the board and pressed a button on which tea is written, to my surprise water came ,realized tea can be done with water too, but i am a bit confused coz it filled only half of the cup , i thought it was some prob with machine and pressed the same tea button again , Now  in cup full of hot water i took 1 tea pack kept in side the water for 1.5 minutes(Actually i waited until the color changed) added 2 spoons of sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All set to Go, to drink first ever tea made by Mr.Suree. lol...&lt;br /&gt;i took a sip of it and ..... thats it ... it was the worst ever tea i took in my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i found out the correct procedure and scolded myself so much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how stupid am i ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have written about my &lt;a href="http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/few-firsts-of-mine.html"&gt;first crush&lt;/a&gt; few days ago , though i said it is my first and last crush , I had lotta crushed through out my life till now, of course real crush is the one which i said in that post.All others are reel crushes... lol.. i am listing down few of them over here ...:P( I got this idea when i am talking with my blogger friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05467358328818000298"&gt;PJ&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 495px; height: 851px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-1uT48I/AAAAAAAAAq0/B_Gehug0NrU/s1600-h/colors+swati.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-1uT48I/AAAAAAAAAq0/B_Gehug0NrU/s400/colors+swati.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342696304215843778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR_H-l0bI/AAAAAAAAArE/BzEJbX2FIg4/s1600-h/Kothabangarulokamfilm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR_H-l0bI/AAAAAAAAArE/BzEJbX2FIg4/s400/Kothabangarulokamfilm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342696309115965874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR_EEnymI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jk6JFoDqKhU/s1600-h/genelia_filmz_248_janetu-ya-jaanena_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR_EEnymI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jk6JFoDqKhU/s400/genelia_filmz_248_janetu-ya-jaanena_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342696308067519074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-RKoOFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5CuXR4Tv1hM/s1600-h/aishwarya%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-RKoOFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5CuXR4Tv1hM/s400/aishwarya%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342696294402504786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-qO9hCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wJ_8jiCFkIA/s1600-h/Bommarillu33-genelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-qO9hCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wJ_8jiCFkIA/s400/Bommarillu33-genelia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342696301131564066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one is colors swathi , who was a compere on maatv, she use to come in only one program called colors which became a huge success jus becoz of her .She may not be gorgeous but there is some magical power in her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given genelia twice because it occurred twice , first crush is when she acted in bommarillu and then the Jaane tu ya jaane na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you recognize the girl in white dress with cute smile , she recently acted in telugu movie called kothabangaru lokam , actually i loved the character in that movie ,that may be the reason i didnt like her in next movie .huh, her name is swetha basu prasad, she is the sister of iqbal in movie iqbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think the next pic need any intro , she is crush of evry indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my latest crush ... lol i have seen her this saturday in a movie called prayanam , i loved the movie too.The girls name is harika ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUWnEH915I/AAAAAAAAArM/CiAefBwP6wU/s1600-h/prayanamstills7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUWnEH915I/AAAAAAAAArM/CiAefBwP6wU/s320/prayanamstills7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342701393322825618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know , this list is never ending .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna end this post with a birthday wish to my Doc Friend "&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023126998314268275"&gt;pri&lt;/a&gt;" , Hey pri wish you many many happy returns of the day .Hope you live happily till ur death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her bday is tomorrow, but i am wishing in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-649961838354456922?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/-TRb10ij3Zk/my-first-tea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/SiUR-1uT48I/AAAAAAAAAq0/B_Gehug0NrU/s72-c/colors+swati.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-tea.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-6033661083924280044</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T23:59:00.446+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happybirthday</category><title>Happy Birthday PJ !!!</title><description>I wish my friend &lt;a href="http://allabtpj.blogspot.com/"&gt;PriyaJoyce&lt;/a&gt; , a wonderful and Happy Birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/ShvbPOHBvlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TQV6iVeJjEw/s1600-h/1172270909_Happy+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/ShvbPOHBvlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TQV6iVeJjEw/s400/1172270909_Happy+Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340102837709946450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you live happily till ur death!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-6033661083924280044?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/bJ-2jbip6-8/happy-birthday-pj.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/ShvbPOHBvlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TQV6iVeJjEw/s72-c/1172270909_Happy+Birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-pj.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-4798449050451958230</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T16:45:14.251+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Motor Cycle Daries</category><title>My Motor Cycle Diaries: Canteen Cashier</title><description>I have a bike, discover135... I thought of sharing some incidents in connection with my motor bike.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s1600-h/disc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s400/disc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339267668000179314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this thought when i gave lift to a guy today morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming from the hospital after finishing my treatment... A guy in blue shirt and black trouser was asking for lift.I normally give lift to people whoever ask ,I stopped side by ,he got on the  bike saying thank you so much,Lets call that Guy Mr.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.X:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks you sir, thank you very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;i kept calm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir, normally i come on my brothers bike, as today is Sunday he took the bike out, in weekdays he goes by office cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME :&lt;/span&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was asking for lift from 15 mins i guess, nobody stopped sir, Thanks you once again sir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir, whats the time , will it be 8:30 or 9:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;No , its 10:00&lt;br /&gt;(up to now he was talking in tamil,suddenly he started talking in english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. X: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir, I am working as Canteen Cashier in CTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Coginzant ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes sir, my native place after villpuram sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My ambition is CA sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Oh Charted Accountant? Good You r preparing for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes (I dont know whether he understood the question or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Have you cleared any Levels in CA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok Sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now i got that he is not understanding what i was saying in english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us kept silent for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir , you talk english sir, i don know meaning , but i reply in tamil, sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I  kept silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sit you talk in english sir ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Have you cleared any Levels in CA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (silence) (then he also started talking tamil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :Sir i am from tamil medium sir , i dont know prpoer english,i have learn with the help of some books, i can read english but i cannot understand it fully, what did u ask before sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I asked the same question in Tamil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr X:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No sir , i am doing my Final year Bcom from open university.My emplyer is sponsering me in studying this. After this i want to study CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on he said so  many things about him, like he got 993/1200 in his +2.He stopped his education due to unawareness of his parents, they wanted him to go work somewhere and earn money.He joined in some canteen for 3500/- and now he is taking salary of 7500/-.&lt;br /&gt;He also told that he feels embarrassed when he sees few kids speaking English , that is can not speak English correctly.finally he told me to stop when his place came, he said he is staying in the next street , and he offered me to come home and have chai, I simply said "No thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that  i thought they are so many people like this , struggling to study.. And i also thought that we are so lucky to get Good parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident reminded me of a road side shoe polish guy , whom i met before 2 years in Bangalore, thats a different story that deserves another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-4798449050451958230?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/D4bzpl9kj0Y/my-motor-cycle-diaries-canteen-cashier.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKBxL-NkB3c/Shjjp8fhBHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/A8vDPf83mRQ/s72-c/disc.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-motor-cycle-diaries-canteen-cashier.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461741955956869085.post-6929429701315655323</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-21T11:33:49.811+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">99</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dialog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book reading</category><title>Book reading... &amp; match fixing</title><description>You guys may not know this ... i don't read books,of course i read some books due to some circumstances( Come on , those are academic books).But Now i have decided to start reading books ,there r so may reasons to this&gt;My room mate has left to Cochin and i am feeling a bit lonely though i have people around me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ways why don you guys suggest me some books to read.You know i will buy the book and read ,at least i will read as i spent some money on it .. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please give your suggestions here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a dialog from 99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is only two sources of entertainment in India,films and cricket"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There may not be a script for every movie,but there will be a perfect script for every cricket match"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461741955956869085-6929429701315655323?l=finitedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Mindprints/~3/hVt3QwnCHgA/book-reading-match-fixing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suree)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://finitedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-reading-match-fixing.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

