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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="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" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcDSH8zcCp7ImA9WhRUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531</id><updated>2012-01-21T14:57:59.188+05:30</updated><category term="ranom" /><category term="media" /><category term="Marriage" /><category term="Egotist" /><category term="afternoon laziness" /><category term="bliss" /><category term="Tagore" /><category term="Memories" /><category term="colours" /><category term="Calcutta" /><category term="single and happy." /><category term="Kalyan Sangha" /><category term="solace" /><category term="freedom" /><category term="zodiac" /><category term="veena malik" /><category term="Carpe Diem efforts" /><category term="bengal" /><category term="product of boredom of the enviro class" /><category term="society" /><category term="Law school" /><category term="Food" /><category term="Bangal" /><category term="Symbolic change" /><category term="bani basu" /><category term="Amma" /><category term="probhab" /><category term="Home" /><category term="India" /><category term="Social Networking" /><category term="romance" /><category term="loner" /><category term="Independence" /><category term="personal" /><category term="Cinema" /><category term="politics" /><category term="random" /><category term="humour" /><category term="State of mind" /><category term="music" /><category term="bored" /><category term="Bong way of life" /><category term="Life" /><category term="rain" /><category term="tags" /><category term="short story" /><category term="opinion" /><category term="Bhalolaga" /><category term="virtual reality" /><category term="languages" /><category term="poetry" /><category term="Pujo ebong anushangik bhalolaga" /><category term="Swayamvar" /><category term="surprise" /><category term="love" /><category term="bangla" /><category term="ekakityo" /><category term="Saraswati pujo" /><title>Roddurer Protisruti</title><subtitle type="html">Solitary ramblings of a lonely soul. Emotional, cheesy and very very random.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/RoddurerProtisruti" /><feedburner:info uri="roddurerprotisruti" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>RoddurerProtisruti</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AGQXc-fyp7ImA9WhRVGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-5397824792808402209</id><published>2012-01-17T22:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:32:00.957+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T22:32:00.957+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bong way of life" /><title>Munch on!</title><summary type="html">

1. I love the way he makes early morning tea for me. The perfect blend. The wonderful warmth :)



2. I have again fallen in love with cooking. The random aloo pneyajkoli bhaja that I try to fry for him in the nonstick kadhai before he leaves for office and I sit with my work in front of the laptop, gives me a high. 



3. I realised I have got too many expensive saris for my wedding. Saris I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/CP6KIKOCSLM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/5397824792808402209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2012/01/munch-on.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5397824792808402209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5397824792808402209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/CP6KIKOCSLM/munch-on.html" title="Munch on!" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2012/01/munch-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MAQHw7cCp7ImA9WhRWFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-6740170894181116427</id><published>2012-01-04T20:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:07:21.208+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T21:07:21.208+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>Married!</title><summary type="html">
Married!

Quite a crazily proud proclamation as it may be- but yes! am married....to the man I knew was the one quite tailor made for me. The realization had struck me the very first time we exchanged emails....and rituals, customs, lal benarasi sari, topor mathay bor, a rather warm December day and the big fat bong wedding over......almost a year later since the day we keyed in a few words &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/PSMKyCofT6g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/6740170894181116427/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2012/01/married-quite-crazily-proud.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/6740170894181116427?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/6740170894181116427?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/PSMKyCofT6g/married-quite-crazily-proud.html" title="Married!" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2012/01/married-quite-crazily-proud.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcHQXo4cCp7ImA9WhdbFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-1903647001524156136</id><published>2011-10-14T22:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:37:10.438+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-14T22:37:10.438+05:30</app:edited><title>Musings</title><summary type="html">There are no excuses this time. I have been away for long..and that is quite wholesomely long this time. I was just going through my blog and honestly this looks like a personal update page rather than what it was intended to be. Not that I owe an explanation but just felt like saying it aloud. Or rather typing it with elan and facing the words on the laptop screen (since that's the end word for &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/c3oxAhwHs_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/1903647001524156136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/10/musings.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1903647001524156136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1903647001524156136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/c3oxAhwHs_U/musings.html" title="Musings" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/10/musings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQHQ3w4eSp7ImA9WhdWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-5068983472586386425</id><published>2011-09-10T13:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:08:52.231+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-10T13:08:52.231+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Calcutta" /><title /><summary type="html">"jol jomeche buk er bhetor, rod er obhabey....."
 ar shakti chattujjey r koyekta line ei onibarjo shohor ke niye....kobitatar ostwittyo somporkeyi wakibohol chilam na....facebook er duniyata dure rakhe shohorta theke...abar kanday jokhon mon khuje beray pujor gondho makha shohortar kotha bhebe.

shotti ki kolkata chere giye keu boleche sukhey achi? ami bolini...ami janiona erom keu boley kina..&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/bc59AJeueg4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/5068983472586386425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/09/jol-jomeche-buk-er-bhetor-rod-er.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5068983472586386425?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5068983472586386425?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/bc59AJeueg4/jol-jomeche-buk-er-bhetor-rod-er.html" title="" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/09/jol-jomeche-buk-er-bhetor-rod-er.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4DQHgzeCp7ImA9WhdXGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-1477158915637702257</id><published>2011-08-31T21:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:12:51.680+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-31T22:12:51.680+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="opinion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Life these days- Hyderabadi Autos and the overbearing 'Anna's...kkkkkkkkkiraann</title><summary type="html">There have been queries. and more queries. and simply speaking..some of tehm have left me quite flattered. I never knew that so many people actually read my blog. A big thank you. 
And to all your queries as to where I have been..and why didn't I update this page often in the recent months- Well! to say the truth- I have been busy, very busy actually. I have started working and so now I know what&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/rCB5fahQL10" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/1477158915637702257/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-these-days-hyderabadi-autos-and.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1477158915637702257?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1477158915637702257?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/rCB5fahQL10/life-these-days-hyderabadi-autos-and.html" title="Life these days- Hyderabadi Autos and the overbearing 'Anna's...kkkkkkkkkiraann" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-these-days-hyderabadi-autos-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8NQn89fCp7ImA9WhdXE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-2547821160504835199</id><published>2011-08-27T01:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:31:33.164+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-27T01:31:33.164+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Sokhi bhalobasha kare koy?</title><summary type="html">Tagore had asked this question aeons ago...and frankly speaking none of us have the answer till date. We all know how does it feel....it feels good, it feels great :))
But that never implies that the journey is a cakewalk. In case it is, it is something else....love is as much about sharing a life together as like eating your hilsa with extra mustard toppings :P (that's the bong foodie in me &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/thPelqTqSao" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/2547821160504835199/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/08/sokhi-bhalobasha-kare-koy.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/2547821160504835199?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/2547821160504835199?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/thPelqTqSao/sokhi-bhalobasha-kare-koy.html" title="Sokhi bhalobasha kare koy?" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/08/sokhi-bhalobasha-kare-koy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcDRnY7fyp7ImA9WhdSFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8535070605252827962</id><published>2011-07-25T00:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:14:37.807+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-25T00:14:37.807+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Realisations...lately.</title><summary type="html">1. Love makes your world go round....and square, rectangle and what not! It's like watching the stars descend and kiss your feet goodnight...every night :)
2. Have you ever said "I Love you" and meant it? In case you haven't, please do! It will make you the happiest person on this planet.
3. I am nowadays training to be that perfect homemaker. I can now wash bedsheets and jeans on my own, without&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/vTgVgmXpLoM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8535070605252827962/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/07/realisationslately.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8535070605252827962?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8535070605252827962?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/vTgVgmXpLoM/realisationslately.html" title="Realisations...lately." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/07/realisationslately.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04NRn48fCp7ImA9WhZaFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-7613208770374621372</id><published>2011-07-02T01:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:23:17.074+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-02T01:23:17.074+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>Being in love :)</title><summary type="html">Nothing in this world can match up to the ecstasy of falling in love, but I think nothing, and I repeat, NOTHING can be like the feeling of 'being in love'.

It's all but natural that most of us have pondered many times over about what exactly to tag as love and what just another passing thought (ah! you can term that as 'chhok'- enlightened people who understand 'this' will appreciate- others &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/pvYiUHaZYUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/7613208770374621372/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-in-love.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7613208770374621372?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7613208770374621372?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/pvYiUHaZYUY/being-in-love.html" title="Being in love :)" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-in-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQNRnw7fCp7ImA9WhZbEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8244452339169465778</id><published>2011-06-16T21:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:36:37.204+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-16T21:36:37.204+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Hyderabad Blues</title><summary type="html"> That's one of my favourite films. May be my love for the Kukunoor film had some chitchat while destiny was planning it out for me. On second thoughts- can love talk? yes it can :) and it can say "I love you" too :)coming back to Hyderabad, it's almost like second home now. The city saw me grow up. It has been through the many ups and a few downs I have gone through in my life. Agreed, there is &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/MMZkSIPhhXM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8244452339169465778/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/hyderabad-blues.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8244452339169465778?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8244452339169465778?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/MMZkSIPhhXM/hyderabad-blues.html" title="Hyderabad Blues" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/hyderabad-blues.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADQXs6fyp7ImA9WhZUGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-3016581316541715077</id><published>2011-06-13T00:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T00:22:50.517+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-13T00:22:50.517+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short story" /><title>Part II</title><summary type="html">"You know he had called!"
"Oh! finally"
"What did he say?"
"Nothing much. just wished me luck for the upcoming fashion show"
"Just that"
"Yep! told that he was thinking of calling up to wish me."

(normal coffee shop and other chitchat follows, Mr.Nanda's daughter dating a college dropout occupies a primary position)

"Weird na?"
"What? yeah...a bit weird...may be he is taking his time"

"You &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/yDfxjOIO5S8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/3016581316541715077/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/part-ii.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/3016581316541715077?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/3016581316541715077?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/yDfxjOIO5S8/part-ii.html" title="Part II" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/part-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEAR3c8fip7ImA9WhZUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-374128144171731417</id><published>2011-06-12T02:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-12T02:40:46.976+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-12T02:40:46.976+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short story" /><title>Saat phera and all that jazz!</title><summary type="html">Is he is he not the perfect marriage material? Is he gonna buy me that occassional diamond? ;-) Is he the type who take you out for romantic dinner dates-the candle light ones?? Is he gonna celebrate every other day with like number of long stemmed red roses?

Is he the one I can bitch about the uber hot girl who sits besides me or take investment tips from?


2 months later-

"Is he ever going &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/yJxxlYuFdSY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/374128144171731417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/saat-ph.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/374128144171731417?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/374128144171731417?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/yJxxlYuFdSY/saat-ph.html" title="Saat phera and all that jazz!" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/saat-ph.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08BSX0yfSp7ImA9WhZUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8905843352593191199</id><published>2011-06-08T01:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:47:38.395+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-12T00:47:38.395+05:30</app:edited><title /><summary type="html">"Aamar shokol niye boshey achi shorbonasher ashay...."


bohukaal agey kono priyo kobi likhechilen...shotti kothata bhashay prokash korar er theke sohoj ar bodhogommyo upay bodhhoy ar thakena majhe majhe...mane ei je...onyo karo kobitar line churi kora.....tobe ei muhurtey e chara upay o nei....


:)  
(not open to interpretation) 

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/FOaq8qrYu1I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8905843352593191199/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/aamar-shokol-noye-boshey-achi.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8905843352593191199?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8905843352593191199?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/FOaq8qrYu1I/aamar-shokol-noye-boshey-achi.html" title="" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/06/aamar-shokol-noye-boshey-achi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFSH44fyp7ImA9WhZQFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-5344682357690546925</id><published>2011-04-24T21:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:43:39.037+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-24T21:43:39.037+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Law school" /><title>All's well that ends well.</title><summary type="html">So it's here. well, almost! I have waited for this day to come during many forlorn afternoons when I hated doing my project work, or during those bouts of loneliness which every one of us has gone through here-the utmost pining to go back home, or may be during those stressful days before recruitment when you never actually knew what are the interviewers going to actually ask you, or plain and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/71c2gcZg8T4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/5344682357690546925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/alls-well-that-ends-well.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5344682357690546925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5344682357690546925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/71c2gcZg8T4/alls-well-that-ends-well.html" title="All's well that ends well." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/alls-well-that-ends-well.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFRX0-fyp7ImA9WhZRE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8072172820832628937</id><published>2011-04-10T02:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:16:54.357+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-10T02:16:54.357+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Nuggets and more.</title><summary type="html">1. Now that house hunting is over, at least temporarily, I am gearing up for the big shift from being a student to a working lady soon. Well, a few days are still left before I graduate and I am enjoying it to the hilt, but I am also super excited to start work soon. I am going to miss being a student....but I am sure I will enjoy being the responsible taxpayer too. May be change is the only &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/TGSWEZApjmY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8072172820832628937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/nuggets-and-more.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8072172820832628937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8072172820832628937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/TGSWEZApjmY/nuggets-and-more.html" title="Nuggets and more." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/nuggets-and-more.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcMQ3Y7cSp7ImA9WhZSFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-7282634460566029232</id><published>2011-04-02T00:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:08:02.809+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-02T00:08:02.809+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Law school" /><title>Lush blue and ecstatic green.</title><summary type="html">Does the title sound a bit odd? Well! it is meant to be :) Or to put it this way- These are the predominant colours of my life right now. Blue, as you must have guessed, is the bleeding obsession of the nation as we gear up for another cricket World Cup final tomorrow. And needless to say, the common room atmosphere is electrifying...so is the ambiance near the giant screen while the India &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/1qpoG2FwysQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/7282634460566029232/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/lush-blue-and-ecstatic-green.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7282634460566029232?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7282634460566029232?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/1qpoG2FwysQ/lush-blue-and-ecstatic-green.html" title="Lush blue and ecstatic green." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/04/lush-blue-and-ecstatic-green.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQDRnc7eCp7ImA9WhZTE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-7931534795214063369</id><published>2011-03-17T01:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:42:57.900+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-17T01:42:57.900+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title>Good food that makes you think.</title><summary type="html">A deferred conversation which many people prefer calling email in the pedantic sense of the term, made me crave about home food...bong food...ghar ka khana...maa er hater ranna!!!!! Jyotika at the same time shared this awesome blogpost with me were a fellow blogger rants about her love for all things good about food...and no prizes for guessing...that essentially related to bong food :P. 
It's &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/LB68sgymAyc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/7931534795214063369/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-food-that-makes-you-think.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7931534795214063369?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/7931534795214063369?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/LB68sgymAyc/good-food-that-makes-you-think.html" title="Good food that makes you think." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-food-that-makes-you-think.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEBSHo6cSp7ImA9Wx9aEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-12120733730926403</id><published>2011-03-03T16:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:40:59.419+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-03T16:40:59.419+05:30</app:edited><title>Rant on.</title><summary type="html">I have no qualms in accepting the fact that this blog, which had begun with my humble ambition of writing good and sensible stuff, has turned out to be my favourite place to rant. Of course I love bugging Shreya, Runjhun and Paridhi...but this one is also quite close to my heart :D

I am growing impatient by the day. I can't wait for November to come. As I might have already mentioned in this &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/YFSorGBQVAU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/12120733730926403/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/rant-on.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/12120733730926403?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/12120733730926403?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/YFSorGBQVAU/rant-on.html" title="Rant on." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/rant-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAGSH8-eSp7ImA9Wx9bGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-342086431732016839</id><published>2011-03-01T00:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:48:49.151+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-01T00:48:49.151+05:30</app:edited><title>Moments, places, people.</title><summary type="html">Photographs amaze me like anything. Each one of them tells a story of their own. Of a distant time, when the world was a different place to live in. Good, bad, better! that's up for debate. But like letters, photographs make me feel good. I love reading old letters. And i love glancing through photographs. I have this random collection of photographs- some taken by unknown geniuses across the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/1iczxjo3Z2Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/342086431732016839/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/moments-places-people.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/342086431732016839?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/342086431732016839?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/1iczxjo3Z2Y/moments-places-people.html" title="Moments, places, people." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W5mYchDUHrY/TWvwW5izVFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0HMxjJuMCTA/s72-c/1rayapuhead.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/03/moments-places-people.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8NRn06eCp7ImA9Wx9bEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8869957248183618373</id><published>2011-02-21T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:31:37.310+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-21T14:31:37.310+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Nuggets</title><summary type="html">1. Aging gracefully is fun. I just realised that people who acknowledge and celebrate being fifty always end up on the positive side of the age debate. After all who minds the compliments like "Fifty? you still look so young". Bottom line- Accept your physical age. Wrinkles look good and wisdom even better. Salt and pepper is in and Grey is sexy. Also, It's your mind which does all the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/wIDFTh4n98U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8869957248183618373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/nuggets.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8869957248183618373?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8869957248183618373?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/wIDFTh4n98U/nuggets.html" title="Nuggets" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/nuggets.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcERng9eCp7ImA9Wx9UEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-6289989671264863195</id><published>2011-02-08T22:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:06:47.660+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-08T22:06:47.660+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saraswati pujo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home" /><title>Saraswati Pujo- not so long ago.</title><summary type="html">So today is Saraswati Pujo. and like every bongo nari worth her salt, I also have a few memories here and there. But the memories that one associates with Saraswati pujo primarily in the bengali diaspora (read bangalir valentines day and a few more) are somewhat absent in my case. The reasons are varied. One of them is the fact that since the time I have entered college, I haven't been able to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/H0GXsEK7cbM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/6289989671264863195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/saraswati-pujo-not-so-long-ago.html#comment-form" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/6289989671264863195?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/6289989671264863195?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/H0GXsEK7cbM/saraswati-pujo-not-so-long-ago.html" title="Saraswati Pujo- not so long ago." /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/saraswati-pujo-not-so-long-ago.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cEQ3w6eCp7ImA9Wx9VFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-2109080258089659993</id><published>2011-02-01T00:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:06:42.210+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-01T20:06:42.210+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>100th Post: Songs that stay on</title><summary type="html">So here it is. I mean the 100th post.  Am in two minds to give a Karan Johar-esque Filmfare speech. He apparently cried this time too. But that apart, it's been quite nice a journey...and now when I think about the shit I wrote, I doubt my intelligence. But then again, being emotional is not all about being foolish. Right? It's also about being in touch with nicer sides of life- the ones you &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/l6IbF0-Lwlw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/2109080258089659993/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/100th-post-songs-that-stay-on.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/2109080258089659993?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/2109080258089659993?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/l6IbF0-Lwlw/100th-post-songs-that-stay-on.html" title="100th Post: Songs that stay on" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/02/100th-post-songs-that-stay-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EGQ38yfip7ImA9Wx9VE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-5495830166679144501</id><published>2011-01-30T01:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T01:37:02.196+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-30T01:37:02.196+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>Perfect</title><summary type="html">What happens when you desperately try to locate your 'home' on Google maps?
What happens when you smile at the virtual pleasure of that landmark near by being sighted?
What happens when you cannot enact the 'sugar and spice everything nice' act over and over again?
What happens when you are too tired for 'adjustments'?
What happens when you begin early? Seventeen to be precise. Leave home, start &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/SBzitwDoxSs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/5495830166679144501/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5495830166679144501?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/5495830166679144501?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/SBzitwDoxSs/perfect.html" title="Perfect" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcASHgyfSp7ImA9Wx9WF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8326562482730227850</id><published>2011-01-23T03:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:04:09.695+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-23T03:04:09.695+05:30</app:edited><title>Ekti na howa kothopokothon</title><summary type="html">"Tor chokh gulo boddo beshi ujjol..amar khub bhoy kore"
"Tomar chokher operation hoyechey shunlam, runa bolchilo, ekhon kemon ache"
"bhoy keno? hariye jabar bhoy"
"hya, ar ki ei boyoshey ja hoy. tobe dactar tar hath bhalo"
"hariye kothay jabo bolto? sei to ei 10 foot by 10 foot"
"Sei..aajkal to shunchi edeshey khub bhalo hoye geche medical facilities. eto nursing home hoyechey."
"tomar boddo &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/Fu7h-5pcEHE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8326562482730227850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/ekti-na-howa-kothopokothon.html#comment-form" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8326562482730227850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8326562482730227850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/Fu7h-5pcEHE/ekti-na-howa-kothopokothon.html" title="Ekti na howa kothopokothon" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/ekti-na-howa-kothopokothon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIFQX0-cSp7ImA9Wx9WE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-1711028222339662573</id><published>2011-01-18T16:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-18T16:31:50.359+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-18T16:31:50.359+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zodiac" /><title>Dear Ophiuchus, Why I am still a true blue Capricorn</title><summary type="html">Are you in for interesting conversations? Are you the kinds who are interested in almost everything? Do you take a look at the day's predictions in the newspaper before you head towards work? umm...do you still love going back to your tattered copy of Linda Goodman as soon as you come across the cute guy in the office gym or college library? Well! you are in for a talkathon then...this week, the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/AWtHE9yt0-Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/1711028222339662573/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-ophiuchus-i-am-still-true-blue.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1711028222339662573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/1711028222339662573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/AWtHE9yt0-Y/dear-ophiuchus-i-am-still-true-blue.html" title="Dear Ophiuchus, Why I am still a true blue Capricorn" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-ophiuchus-i-am-still-true-blue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8BQnszeip7ImA9Wx9WEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872044987279956531.post-8863553001746314804</id><published>2011-01-17T23:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:40:53.582+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-17T23:40:53.582+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Have you ever been in love?</title><summary type="html">So how do you fall in love? How did 'you' fall in love?

Drop in a line...in case anybody reads it. whether fulfilled or not...love is all about being happy and just like being bong (wink!) it's a state of mind too!
My friends are fighting over arranged love v/s proper love shove over a story I wrote long back, on my facebook profile. Come to think of it, I never thought about it anyways. Shobhaa&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~4/JpGhdgvgQmk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="enclosure" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2010/01/has-love-been-arranged-in-this-marriage.html" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/feeds/8863553001746314804/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-you-ever-been-in-love.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8863553001746314804?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872044987279956531/posts/default/8863553001746314804?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RoddurerProtisruti/~3/JpGhdgvgQmk/have-you-ever-been-in-love.html" title="Have you ever been in love?" /><author><name>Meghpeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591868645125124983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjGZkFETlHQ/TU6RruY6VbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lc53zaCfcT8/s220/Picture%2B031.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://boshonternoshtoneer.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-you-ever-been-in-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

