<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175</id><updated>2024-09-16T09:29:11.539+05:30</updated><category term="Poem"/><category term="Great Equations"/><category term="Humour"/><category term="Quotes"/><category term="Stories"/><title type='text'>Thought Mirage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-4711955566059128689</id><published>2012-01-29T09:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-29T09:19:50.316+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humour"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>A Chameleon&#39;s Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Guys, Good Evening, Hello, Hey,&lt;br /&gt;
Did you know I was almost killed today?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No, No, it was not a Terrorist Attack,&lt;br /&gt;
I was in the college, at the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Outside SUBWAY, minding my work,&lt;br /&gt;
I had no intention, at all, to lurk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Along came 3 girls you know how they are,&lt;br /&gt;
Saw me and screamed not form very far.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was scared to death by their high pitch, &lt;br /&gt;
And I was like, WHAT THE BITCH?&lt;br /&gt;
(Ok maybe Chameleons  are deaf or something but ya whatever....)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Running away from them, I tried,&lt;br /&gt;
I was happy, I just survived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then just when I thought the danger had gone,&lt;br /&gt;
A new kind of threat was born.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Out of SUBWAY, a monster came, (The Monster was me actually!! :P :D)&lt;br /&gt;
I stood silent, like a still flame.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He was about to crush my face,&lt;br /&gt;
I thought it was the end of my days.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily, he stopped, he spotted me,&lt;br /&gt;
I ran so fast, nobody could see.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am glad I dint lose my life,&lt;br /&gt;
Now I can go home and kiss my wife.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/4711955566059128689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2012/01/chameleons-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/4711955566059128689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/4711955566059128689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2012/01/chameleons-tale.html' title='A Chameleon&#39;s Tale'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-3695808332683260472</id><published>2011-07-15T23:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:52:26.992+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>FAREWELL TO SURYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class=&quot;uiStreamMessage&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;This  is a farewell poem for my senior SURYA, who has been more than a friend  for us (People of the Bus Route Number: 41). He used to come as a coordinator for us Juniors.&amp;nbsp; Today was his last day in  the bus. Hope you like it.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This poem is dedicated to our dear friend Surya,&lt;br /&gt;
Because he is as handsome as Chandragupt Maurya.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;He is kind, humble and funny,&lt;br /&gt;
And also smart and sweet like honey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He has been helpful to us, all will agree,&lt;br /&gt;
He is studying in GITAM to get his B.Tech degree.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He is a guide and a mentor to all of us,&lt;br /&gt;
He is certainly the heart of this bus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
These 4 days we had a lot of fun,&lt;br /&gt;
We will never forget him rain or sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He is obviously our favourite senior,&lt;br /&gt;
To him we will always be near.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We thank him for all that he has done,&lt;br /&gt;
Because he is special and different form everyone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So Surya to you we all say,&lt;br /&gt;
Why does this have to be your last day? (In the bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/3695808332683260472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2011/07/farewell-to-surya.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/3695808332683260472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/3695808332683260472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2011/07/farewell-to-surya.html' title='FAREWELL TO SURYA'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-6992393830201067756</id><published>2011-07-08T15:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:37:24.999+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>For You</title><content type='html'>Your eyes are a wonderful tribute&lt;br /&gt;
They simply make the world go mute&lt;br /&gt;
But they also do contribute&lt;br /&gt;
In making you look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your face is clearly adorable&lt;br /&gt;
Everything in you is lovable&lt;br /&gt;
Everybody around you is comfortable&lt;br /&gt;
Every feature in you is notable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I haven&#39;t met anybody by far&lt;br /&gt;
Who is with you at par&lt;br /&gt;
It makes me think when at the bar&lt;br /&gt;
What an AWESOME ANGEL YOU ARE !!! :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/6992393830201067756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6992393830201067756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6992393830201067756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-you.html' title='For You'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-5186183927878500618</id><published>2010-07-16T19:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:46:44.476+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>A Famous Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&quot; To Be Or Not To Be,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That Is The Question.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; --- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot; 2(B) Or No 2(B),&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; That Should Be An Option.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; --- Aniruddh Vajjhala.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Note:- 2(B) is a subject that we have, where 2 represents 2nd Year and &#39;B&#39; represents B Course in Mathematics.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/5186183927878500618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2010/07/famous-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/5186183927878500618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/5186183927878500618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2010/07/famous-quote.html' title='A Famous Quote'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-5601715836140066233</id><published>2009-11-23T20:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:51:42.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rupeemail.in/rupeemail/invite.do?in=NTEzNjg4JSMlQWQwTkU2RmM0MmFUYmprdFk5V0l4Q1FvSw==&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Study = Don&#39;t Fail. --------------- (1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t Study = Fail. --------------- (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Adding (1) &amp;amp; (2);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Study + Don&#39;t Study = Don&#39;t Fail + Fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Study &lt;strike&gt;(1 + Don&#39;t)&lt;/strike&gt; = Fail &lt;strike&gt;(Don&#39;t + 1)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Therefore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;STUDY = FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hence Proved.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/6057400108614166835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/proof-that-if-we-study-we-will-fail.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6057400108614166835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6057400108614166835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/proof-that-if-we-study-we-will-fail.html' title='Proof that if we study we will fail!!!'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-6201828342915908158</id><published>2009-10-25T00:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:58:47.796+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Great Equations"/><title type='text'>PROVE THAT 2/10=2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;QUES: WE KNOW THAT 2/10=0.2 BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;PROVE THAT 2/10=2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Ans :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;2= TWO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;10= TEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Therefore; Two/Ten = Two/Ten = WO/EN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;W= 23, O= 15, E= 5, N= 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Therefore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;W+O = 23+15 = 38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;E+N = 5+14 = 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Therefore WO/EN = 38/19 = 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hence Proved.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/6201828342915908158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/prove-that-2102.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6201828342915908158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/6201828342915908158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/prove-that-2102.html' title='PROVE THAT 2/10=2'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-7080534702394390989</id><published>2009-10-24T20:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:03:50.050+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Stars</title><content type='html'>High in the sky they shine so bright,&lt;br /&gt;
Radiating &amp;amp; Emitting their precious light.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They are the ones who accompany the moon,&lt;br /&gt;
And make the sky beautiful unlike at noon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though they are a few light years away,&lt;br /&gt;
Fascinating us is their job day after day!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Twinkle Twinkle they are little stars,&lt;br /&gt;
Glowing brightly like white milky-bars.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/7080534702394390989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/stars.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/7080534702394390989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/7080534702394390989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/stars.html' title='Stars'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-333551556667017858</id><published>2009-10-24T19:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:40:27.705+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>The Diamond</title><content type='html'>Metals like platinum, silver and gold,&lt;br /&gt;
Fascinate everybody, whether young or old.&lt;br /&gt;
The craze for glittery is in every household,&lt;br /&gt;
The things which make us beautiful and bold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But above all these, there is one thing,&lt;br /&gt;
That makes even the dumb excite and sing.&lt;br /&gt;
The thought of a diamond sure does bring,&lt;br /&gt;
Joy for everyone who want to buy a ring.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Keeping such a stone in close possession,&lt;br /&gt;
Is not only great, but a funny obsession.&lt;br /&gt;
A man who lost his diamond once did mention,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Don&#39;t lose yours or you will die with the tension.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The diamond was my precious and my own,&lt;br /&gt;
Now I can do nothing but sit and mourn.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Never lose a diamond&quot;, he said with a sad tone,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Or you&#39;ll feel depressed and alone !&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/333551556667017858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/diamond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/333551556667017858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/333551556667017858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/diamond.html' title='The Diamond'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-8046080962587289733</id><published>2009-10-23T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:19:59.986+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humour"/><title type='text'>How Narayana College (my college) Teachers speak English:-</title><content type='html'>These are the few incidents where our teachers actually said these things;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. How dare you talk in front of my back?&lt;br /&gt;
2. Both of you 3 get out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Take a 5 cm wire of any length.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Why are you late to class? Say Yes or No.&lt;br /&gt;
5. I have two Daughters. Both are girls.&lt;br /&gt;
6. Don&#39;t concentrate at that monkey outside the window when I am here!!!&lt;br /&gt;
7. Everybody stand lengthwise.&lt;br /&gt;
8. Keep silence. When I drop my pen no sound will come!!! ( A remake of pin-drop silence!!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
God knows how I am bearing it.....................................</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/8046080962587289733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-narayana-college-my-college.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/8046080962587289733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/8046080962587289733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-narayana-college-my-college.html' title='How Narayana College (my college) Teachers speak English:-'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-3169175446020890305</id><published>2009-10-22T18:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-08T19:13:27.976+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stories"/><title type='text'>&quot;DREAMS FOREVER&quot;</title><content type='html'>BUZZ!! BUZZ!!............ It was Nikhil. I absolutely forgot that I was chatting with him. So deeply I was concentrating on my Facebook profile that I dint realise the ringing of the bell. Break was over. I shut down my laptop and started to go back to my classroom. I stepped onto the escalator which took me straight to the 4th floor. As I walked into the class I felt cold, as the Air Conditioner was in full power. Chilly!! I took my headphones and connected them to my laptop. &quot;Smack that............ Lamborghini Gallardo....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly there was a loud sound and the image of our teacher came forth on the large screen in front of us. &quot;Children please check your Gmail inbox for your today&#39;s assignment which has been sent to you.&quot; So I opened my laptop and logged on to Gmail. Tring!! Tring!!...... something was ringing. I thought it was my Black Berry. No sooner did I realise that it was my Alarm Clock!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noooooo...............Yup!! I was dreaming. The time was 7 o&#39;clock and I had to wake up. But I was not ready to do so. &quot;Damn what a life that would have been....&quot;, I kept thinking. Reluctantly I got out of my bed and started making my way towards the wash basin. Slowly, I took my Red toothbrush, put Blue toothpaste on it and started brushing my Brown teeth to make them White. Walking down the staircase towards the kitchen I wished &quot;Good Morning&quot; to everybody.There it was, my glass of high protein, muscle enhancing, health improving drink with some sweet white crystals in it. Yes!! My glass of Horlicks!! Watching the news I started drinking. &quot;Breaking News! A gang of college students studying at Mahatma Gandhi Institute of I.T. ragged their Physics professor. They were later suspended&quot; the News reporter said. &quot;I hope this would happen in my college also&quot;, I thought. Finishing my energy drink I went upstairs to bathe. After my bath I got ready to go to college. Oh! just the thought of it frightens me. Watch-check, Wallet(with money) -check, Shoes-check, Underwear-check and most importantly Cellphone-check. The time was 7:45 am. I had plenty of time before my college began. So I decided to walk, instead of taking my Hayabusa a.k.a. My bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Walking down the street I saw various scenes on my 3 km journey. A stray dog was doing its work, a thief was running, women were sweeping the road, newspaper boys were throwing newspapers here and there and Osama Bin Laden was standing right in front of me. Shit!! He was looking right into my eyes and he was about to attack me. I ran and I ran hard. He started chasing me. After 1 minute of running I went into an alley and the big black Bull ran right past. &quot;Uff!! Safe again today&quot;, I thought. Osama Bin Laden is the name of the only mentally ill Bull in our locality, God knows when he will be treated. I made my way out the alley and started walking again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally I reached the college Nikhil was waiting for me outside. &quot;Come on man. You are late again.&quot; He exclaimed. Walking into the college we made our way up to our classroom. No, there were no escalators, only stairs. And we dint have A.C&#39;s in the classroom but instead we had eco- friendly, energy efficient, non-polluting, N.C&#39;s. N.C stands for Natural Cooler i.e. the Wind. Sitting at our place we waited for the lecturer to come. I looked into my watch. It was 8:35 am. &quot;Another 9 hours of suffering&quot;, I said to Nikhil. &quot;Sure thing&quot;, he said.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/3169175446020890305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreams-forever-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/3169175446020890305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/3169175446020890305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreams-forever-part-1.html' title='&quot;DREAMS FOREVER&quot;'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-4642818661508599124</id><published>2009-10-22T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:23:50.544+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>College Life!!!</title><content type='html'>My feelings cannot be expressed in any way at all,&lt;br /&gt;The only time I am happy is after nightfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is the time when college is done,&lt;br /&gt;After 10 hours of suffering finally some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not the story of every Jack &amp;amp; Jill,&lt;br /&gt;A few are there who consider this a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, Chemistry, Languages every day,&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How can I forget Mathematics? No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 5 elements I personally fear,&lt;br /&gt;Excepting English nothing is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical and mental strain that I face,&lt;br /&gt;Puts me into depression for days &amp;amp; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, after coming home when I look back,&lt;br /&gt;I find that it is entertainment that I lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God’s sake, I am not like those mindless Robots,&lt;br /&gt;I have my own mind, with a long train of thoughts.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/4642818661508599124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/college-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/4642818661508599124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/4642818661508599124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/college-life.html' title='College Life!!!'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218613495636255175.post-5518675033703123351</id><published>2009-10-21T22:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:53:07.413+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>I donno what to write but as time goes I&#39;ll come up with something good.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/feeds/5518675033703123351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/5518675033703123351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6218613495636255175/posts/default/5518675033703123351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtmirage.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-blog.html' title='My first Blog!!!'/><author><name>Aniruddh Vajjhala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12355099098668804419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>