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Shaan and Zeba shared an ideal relationship; the kind that is usually found only in novels. The bond and connection they had between them definitely made a lot of people jealous. He used to surprise her with sweet presents every now and then; small things that brought more to the plate than money could ever get. She made it a point to cook something delicious for him every fortnight(cooking being one of her strong point). Those occasional dinner dates and long drives were icing on the cake.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It was one of those random dinner dates,&amp;nbsp; but there was something usual about it. Shaan wasn&#39;t his normal self. He seemed a bit lost and blank. All of Zeba&#39;s questions were answered in nods and one word answers. It kind of scared her and out of concern she asked,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&quot;Are you fine?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Am I fine?&amp;nbsp; Do I look fine? Isn&#39;t it pretty evident from my face that I&#39;m not okay? Can&#39;t you understand such a simple thing? I&#39;m not even sure if I should bother with what&#39;s eating me up.&amp;nbsp; Even if I do,&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not sure how you&#39;d react to this. How you&#39;d react when I tell you my life is a mess. I&#39;m about to lose my job just because of some stupid office politics. How things will be messed up when our parents find out about us. I&#39;m so fucking uncertain about our future. I&#39;m clueless how I&#39;m going to manage things and people. I have no fucking idea what I&#39;d do if I lose my job?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Why are our lives so fucking complicated Zeba? Why can&#39;t things be simple? Why can&#39;t we honest about everything? I mean I so want to tell you how things are,&amp;nbsp; but I can&#39;t. Why don&#39;t right words come to you when someone asks you how you feel? Are we so bound by these social obligations that we can&#39;t even answer this? Why do you think one cannot answer how he feels when asked the same? Is it because of the fear that the other person might not understand him? Is it because he thinks he&#39;ll be judged? Is it because he&#39;s scared to lose them? Fuck,&amp;nbsp; this is bad! Why Zeba why? What&#39;s the reason for all this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Leaving all those questions unanswered,&amp;nbsp; he simply smiled and said,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&quot;I&#39;m okay,&amp;nbsp; Zeba. It&#39;s just that I had a long day at work.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/1114285910128937594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2015/11/are-you-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1114285910128937594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1114285910128937594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2015/11/are-you-fine.html' title='Are you fine?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbv3VSOV-vK-bIPPPEwDi9H0ra3yNBUbmOZfIf5Xi8KgxumuLMN5ZFg-erAAbZ4ki2R7ymrXt3hOjx6eFwtt5URG0vsI_AJDtV_qwRlRr0HvB5b_ifwzoIXQVP2utsZvv1uqNDA96XB7M/s72-c/fine.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5286205324436108226.post-1753981799399839605</id><published>2015-05-16T11:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2015-05-16T11:01:50.508+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ajeeb si zindagi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Aaj bhaithe bhaithe humare zehan mein ek khayal aaya, yeh zindagi bhi kitni ajeeb hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jis phool ko chahte hai,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ussi ko sabse pehle thodte hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jo maa bachpan se sab kuch karti hai,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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usse hi bhudape mein chhodte hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jo zindagi bhar pyaar karne ke kasame khaate hai,&lt;/div&gt;
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wahi log dil thod kar chale jaate hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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Log kehte hai jaan dene ke liye tayar hai,&lt;/div&gt;
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musibaat aate dehk unhi logon ka boriya bistar tayaar hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Zindagi bhar dosti nibaane ke waade dete hai,&lt;/div&gt;
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aur ek choti si galat faimi ke wajaj se &amp;nbsp;dosti tod jaate hai.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jo zindagi bhar wafa karne ka wada karte hai,&lt;br /&gt;
wohi log aaj nazrein milane se katrate hai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dusro ke jeene ki wajah ban&#39;ne wale,&lt;br /&gt;
khud khuda ke ghar chale jaate hai...&lt;br /&gt;
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...ye zindagi bhi kitni ajeeb hai&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/1753981799399839605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2015/05/ajeeb-si-zindagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1753981799399839605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1753981799399839605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2015/05/ajeeb-si-zindagi.html' title='Ajeeb si zindagi...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-5286205324436108226.post-1371087335998635495</id><published>2012-12-27T01:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2012-12-27T01:07:49.009+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Places and people.</title><content type='html'>As he climbed the steps of the beautiful fort, he felt that he been to 
this amazing place earlier. Those carvings, those name written on those 
walls reminded him of the beautiful memories he had at the place. The 
place brought some really good times he had. The view from the top of 
the fort was enthralling, beach and sea at one end and the amazing 
valley at the other end. His mind was blown by the beauty of that place.&lt;br /&gt;
Well that wasn&#39;t actually the only reason. He just couldn&#39;t understand 
one simple thing, he just failed to understand how he knew the place so 
well. He had never been to that place ever, yet he had some really 
amazing memories. Memories and the times he had no idea about. And this 
wasn&#39;t the first time that had happened with him.&lt;br /&gt;
A similar thing happened to him when he was on some mountains of the 
Himalaya, very slight snowfall, the beautiful morning light, and chill, 
the trees. Everything seamed so similar. Not that he didn&#39;t like it, it 
brought a smile on his face, a beautiful smile that could just light up 
her world.Was it deja-vu or was it something else. He was somehow just nostalgic to places he has never been too.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;And it was not just places, he felt he knew those people too. He felt he had a connection with everyone, a deep connection, something that was just not explainable. Seeing all those people around him gave him some kinda comfort. He felt safe with them being around him, it somehow gave him a pleasure which he could understand why. he was in love with those people, those whom he never met. They were somehow better than the people he knew, those who hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;
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don&#39;t, Dexter is a fictional character of a series of novel by Jeff 
Lindsay that was adapted into a sitcom somewhere in 2006. His day-time 
profession is &#39;Blood Spatter analyst&#39; and he is a serial killer by 
night. The difference between him and other serial killers is that he 
follows certain principles and ethics. &amp;nbsp;He kills only people whom the 
system have failed to catch. He basically kills people who deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Now that you have a idea who is he, you might be wondering why I suddenly came up with this topic.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I&#39;m pretty sure everyone has a idea about the recent Delhi rape 
case. How brutally those bastards did what they did. I am actually kinda
 ashamed to say I&#39;m a part of this country, where the entire system is 
so screwed up. Where all these rapists just roam around freely. One of 
the major reason for this is the low rate of conviction and the overall 
punishment, just 7 years. Yes, just 7 years for ruining and making 
someone&#39; life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually, its not just about this Delhi case, there are thousands of 
rape cases pending. Many of them are even not reported, all thanks to 
the society we life in and &#39;Logon ko pata chalega toh isse kaun Shadi 
karega and hamari izzat ka kya hoga&#39; attitude. And, then again, people 
don&#39;t report cases just because most of them aren&#39;t solved. The rapist 
just roam like lions in a jungle, waiting for their next prey. The 
entire thing is really disturbing. And, rape is one of the crimes, there
 are thousands of cases pending.&lt;br /&gt;
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What should we really expect from the government? Nothing. Because many 
politicians themselves have cases pending. Cases of rapes, murders, 
scams. How can we even rely on someone to save us when they themselves 
are a part it. They randomly release rapist(5 rapists were released in 
Pratibha Patil&#39;s tenure) and in the last 8 years, online one convict has
 been hanged, why??? What exactly was she trying to prove there? These 
people didn&#39;t deserve death?? They didn&#39;t deserve death for ruining 
someone&#39; life??&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;All these questions will just be unanswered. All these politicians will
 say, &quot;We condemn it&quot; and they&#39;ll forget about it. We really can&#39;t trust
 on the system anymore, we just can&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;We need someone who can clean this country, clean it for good. These 
criminals deserve only one thing, death, a painful horrible death. We 
need someone who can do this for us, someone on whom people can rely, 
someone they can trust will make sure they aren&#39;t hurt, someone whom 
these criminals will be afraid of. We need someone like him,Dexter 
Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;
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(These are personal views, many of you might not agree. I wrote what I 
felt should be done. It may make me sound like an extremist, but it is 
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: A city is destroyed by fire breathing dragons for all the gold, the treasures hidden there. Wizard Gandalf invites 13 dwarves to Bilbo Baggins house and create a mess and ruckus which Bilbo didn&#39;t like at all. Gandalf somehow tries to convince Bilbo into joining them on the adventurous trip to get back their homes, the mountain, guarded by the fire-breathing-dragon. Bilbao is reluctant to join them, but later somehow agrees. Then, begins the journey, the beautifully photographed locations, those fights, the amazing background, the chemistry between Bilbo and Gollum, someone you is too cute to hate and the battle and fight with orcs and finally getting the house.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: The enthralling journey, beautifully created sets and amazing cinematography just takes you to a totally different world.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: The only problem with the movie, it was slow at times. The movie required to be slow at times, but they went overboard at times.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Verdict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: 3.5/5. Definitely recommended for the amazing journey it takes you to.&lt;br /&gt;
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(I know this is really late and kinda short, but it basically gives you a idea of what the movie is about and whether you should go for it or not.)&lt;br /&gt;
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birthday, pretty drunk and high. And, there he was sitting at one 
corner, wondering was he the only one you wanted some isolation or were 
there more people like him, longing for isolation.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;He realized, in-spite of being in a room full of people he knew, he was 
completely lost. He just didn&#39;t feel at ease. All he did, was pretend 
that he really enjoyed it and everything, everyone meant something to 
him. He pretended to be a part of the group, deep down he detested it. 
He wanted to break free, but he just couldn&#39;t. It was all so weird.&lt;br /&gt;
He knew, he wasn&#39;t the only one wearing the mask. Everyone around him 
were, hiding what they really were, trying to be someone they never 
could be. They all pretended, just like him, trying to show the world 
that they were a part of it. They probably didn&#39;t realize they were 
pretending, they were lost. But the fact was, they were.&lt;br /&gt;
He, unlike others wanted complete solitude. He realized, the people 
around him would not stand-up for him when he needed them the most. All 
of them just made false promises, promises that where meant to be 
broken. The only person that would always be by his side was the person 
standing in front of the mirror. He was the only person, he could 
possibly trust. They only one would cry when he cried.&lt;br /&gt;
Those isolated lonely sleepless nights made him realize who he actually 
was, it revealed the true person in him. At times, he wanted to get away
 from this, he wanted to be with people. But, he was afraid, afraid of 
the pain, the scars, the tears, the dejection it brought.&lt;br /&gt;
He was confused, he wanted a way out. He just couldn&#39;t.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/4628101218710557504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2012/12/lost-and-confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/4628101218710557504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/4628101218710557504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2012/12/lost-and-confused.html' title='Lost and Confused'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-5286205324436108226.post-2751862656339762712</id><published>2012-12-19T22:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-12-19T22:11:54.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love, amazing? NOT</title><content type='html'>It was a cold winter night, he was walking down the empty streets, 
shivering, with a cigarette in his hand and those memories on his mind. 
The only sound that could be heard was that of the dogs, howling with 
sympathy in their eyes for the poor lonely soul. Only thing he was left 
with, those &amp;nbsp;amazing moments, the moments he had with her, someone who 
meant the world for him. The time he spent with her, each second, he 
vividly remembered. And there was this one trip he just couldn&#39;t ever 
forget. The best trip of his life.&lt;br /&gt;
He had made sure that everything was just in place, perfect, something 
that she would never forget. He blindfolded her, and led her to the car 
for the most amazing thing she could have ever imagined. He sung to her,
 her favorite songs. That 3 hours journey felt like 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
Here they were, at a private beach, with a perfectly set up tent with 
the colors she loved. Perfect food, great music at the background, the 
orchids and that setting sun, with its rays on her beautiful face, made 
him fall in love all over again. &amp;nbsp;Amazing black, long hair, with some 
strands on her face. Those beautiful black eyes, deep, filled with 
emotions. They could just take anyone to a totally different world. And 
that pretty smile. It could just make anyone&#39; day.&lt;br /&gt;
Everything seemed perfect. The &amp;nbsp;sound of the waves with the whistling of
 air made a perfect melody for the moment. Their eyes locked, words 
lost, souls talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;
She: I&#39;ve never seen anything better than this. Its the most beautiful thing I&#39;ve even seen.&lt;br /&gt;
He: It isn&#39;t. You are the most beautiful creation the almighty has ever created.&lt;br /&gt;
*she smiled and he was just lost in her beauty*&lt;br /&gt;
They came closer, they could feel each others heartbeats, the came even closer. Lips locked passionately....&lt;br /&gt;
And BAM, he is brought back to reality with the burn of the cigarette, 
eyes filled with tears. He lit another one, and was again lost in his 
world.&lt;br /&gt;
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The mail said I had earned 37USD, at first I thought it was a spam mail but just to confirm it I opened my Paypal account and guess what, I had 37$ deposited in my account. The amount is nothing to speak of and I really don&#39;t know if I can call it hard earned money but whatever the thing is I was really happy that time. I was a bit shocked because I really din&#39;t expect someone(Paypal) to pay me for just adding a application and creating a wishlist and inviting other to do so. It was a promotional offer and all you had to do was to add a application on my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1002877490&amp;amp;ref=search&amp;amp;sid=817051039.3913604853..1&quot;&gt;facebook profile&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;,I know there is no point in crying over spilled milk, but &amp;nbsp;after getting the mail I am actually cursing myself for not convincing more people to add this application(I could have earned 100$), I am planning to use this online earned to money to earn some more money but have no idea how to do it, so if you have any ideas or suggestions please lemme know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess most of you might me knowing about the suicides that happened few days back.If you don&#39;t know then let me just give you some details about it, Neha Sawant, a 4th standard student and a reality show contestant hanged herself with a dupatta . Another student of DY Patil college, Bhanjanpreet Bhullar also committed suicide. Sushant Patil a 7th year student was found hanging in his college toilet. The reason for all three being academic pressure&lt;br /&gt;
After reading these three incidents I was really shocked and just couldn&#39;t believe it, I mean I could&#39;t believe how stupid people could be.Its not that I din&#39;t feel bad for them and their family, but the thing is I don&#39;t understand why people have to kill(or try to kill) themselves for such things.I totally understand there is a lot of competition these days, and education is really important but its definitely not more important then your life. Is it??Now the question arises, why do student aged 11,14 and 18(teenage in general) take such drastic steps?Well the main reason for this is parental and peer pressure. The desire to excel and show off to friends is another reason. Parents keep telling that they should study and not play etc etc. But they complete forget the golden words &quot;All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy&quot;. Many parents force their children to join a course of their choice(usually engineering and medicine) regardless of what their ward wants,ultimately the child has no interest in the course he has chosen and he/she might not get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;
Can this thing be stopped?&amp;nbsp;To a large extend yes, such suicides can be stopped if parents try to understand their children and not force them to join something which they don&#39;t like or force them to study always(well it is required sometimes though). In fact they should encourage their children to join some things not related to studies and should keep some time for playing outdoor games. Parents should make their children understand that failure academically is not the end of world.(Failure is the stepping stone to success) Its not that you can&#39;t succeed if you don&#39;t have a degree(&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;Richard Branson, Roman Abramovich, Bill Gates etc are dropouts) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;Even the students should understand that flunking in a subject or getting a drop is not the end. Now you might be thinking I am telling this because I am really good at studies and always excel academically, then let me tell you even I had 4 KTs (i.e. i flunked in 4) in my first semester examinations, I din&#39;t give up or thought of ending my life(which is the dumbest thing to do) for a issue which is so small(anything compared to your life is small). Instead I studied a bit harder and managed to clear 8 out of 10(6+4) papers during my second semester exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;I hope this message is read and spread(wow that rhymes!!!) to everyone so that I don&#39;t hear of any more IDIOTS giving up their life for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;DON&#39;T BE AN IDIOT AND GIVE UP YOUR LIFE.INSTEAD STAND UP AND FIGHT BACK. IF LIFE GIVES YOU HUNDRED REASONS TO CRY SHOW LIFE YOU HAVE A MILLION REASONS TO SMILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;[&lt;i&gt;P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;lease excuse any grammatical or spelling mistakes.These are my personal views some people may agree some may not]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana, arial, geneva, lucida, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sachin Shah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/3364390619666408266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots-commit-suicide.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/3364390619666408266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/3364390619666408266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots-commit-suicide.html' title='3 Idiots commit suicide!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5286205324436108226.post-7440399862719039547</id><published>2009-12-31T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:47:27.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;The first thing I do every morning,I check my blog(i.e. after I started blogging).And i get really excited when I see someone commenting on my blog(I know it may sound a bit childish but can&#39;t help it, just started blogging!!!).So when I clicked on my blog this morning i was really happy, had two new comments!!!! This is the comment I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&#39;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Very good tips .Thanks for sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Please check this post you have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Seven things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;1. I have never made any new year resolutions but this year i am planning to hit the gym and lose some weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;2. I am really addicted to my Blackberry,it is an amazing phone.Will soon write a blog reviewing the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;3. I still love watching Tom and Jerry(I am 19 now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;4. I am doing engineering and i might leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;5. I am addicted to flip-flops&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;6. I&#39;ll go to Shimla for my IV very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;7. I am really bad at football,cricket, actually every game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Now here are the rules you should follow when someone tags you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, Times, serif; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, Times, serif; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;1. Write 7 things about our self, also mentioning the person and their blog that tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;2.Pass the tag to 7&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;unsuspecting victims&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;3.Leave a message on the persons blog &amp;nbsp;you are tagging informing them of the tag.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;4.Keep your fingers crossed that the tag does not come back to you!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;:smile:&quot; class=&quot;wp-smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: monospace; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: monospace; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/7440399862719039547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/7440399862719039547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/7440399862719039547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5286205324436108226.post-4159499457935150451</id><published>2009-12-29T12:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:22:59.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Free SMS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is the list of some of free SMSes websites.I know you guys could get these by searching it on Google,but when you Google it,you get hundreds of such sites.i have short listed some of the best websites among them.all the following websites are working and I have personally checked each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. mGinger&lt;br /&gt;
Well this website allows users to send 80 characters SMS anywhere in India.It also pays users for referring &amp;nbsp;i.e. you get PAID for inviting your friends.For each referral that joins and verifies his/her number,you get Rs 2. I know thats really less but &#39;something is always better than nothing&#39; right?&lt;br /&gt;
mGinger also allows users to download coupons which can be used to get DISCOUNT at various stores all over India.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mginger.com/index.jsp?inviteId=2019932&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;JOIN NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #1d2a5b; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #1d2a5b; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;YouMint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;Just like mGinger even YouMint allows its users so send free messages anywhere in India up to 80 characters.And just like mGinger it also pays you for referring people.It also pays you for reading emails, yes you read it right.it pays you for reading Emails.Besides this the website also has some interesting games,so you can just play those whenever you are bored and really don&#39;t have any thing else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youmint.com/network-sachin141090&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;JOIN NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;3. ways2sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;Unlike the above two websites this does not pay the users.This website allows the users to send messages up to 140 characters which is really good and just 20 characters less than the normal messages you send on your mobile.There are no ads in the SMSes that you receive from this website,majority of the free SMS sites have and ad at the end of the messages.So according to me this is the best SMS site in the lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOIN NOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #1d2a5b; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/4159499457935150451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-sms.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/4159499457935150451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/4159499457935150451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-sms.html' title='Free SMS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-5286205324436108226.post-2697638861683591564</id><published>2009-12-28T14:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:51:22.647+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys serving food!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp_39YUDg7bX8XR6PNdt_tuJp42C0wSHhlEYY8fyhybyf7gAoTmtwnybaZ_t_775yv7XV1OdmO-Ev1or12poQ4pR_fHFf7nkxnzFAUzs9-ch6fhVCNACnzproOWQGOH5G0DGdInzW5WQ/s1600-h/monkey-waiters-japan-1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp_39YUDg7bX8XR6PNdt_tuJp42C0wSHhlEYY8fyhybyf7gAoTmtwnybaZ_t_775yv7XV1OdmO-Ev1or12poQ4pR_fHFf7nkxnzFAUzs9-ch6fhVCNACnzproOWQGOH5G0DGdInzW5WQ/s320/monkey-waiters-japan-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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On a boring Sunday,like always I was surfing some channels.I came across a news channel showing something which i couldn&#39;t believe- two monkeys serving customers food and beer!!!There is a Restaurant in Tokyo,Japan named &#39;The Kayabukiya tavern&#39; is a traditional &#39;sake house&#39; that has employed two monkeys to help with table service.The owner had ordered proper uniforms for the monkeys and both the monkeys are always wear it.The younger of the two, Fuku-chan is good helping the customers wash their hands.While Yat-chan,twelve year old is good at taking drink orders.botth the monkeys are certified by the authorities to work there.The owner Kaoru Otsuka, 63,is training three more baby monkeys to serve because these two can only work for a shift of two hours each.&lt;br /&gt;
Reactions of the customers:&lt;br /&gt;
Miho Takikkawa:&quot;We called out for more beer just then and it brought us some beer.It&#39;s amazing how it seems to understand human words.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;2.&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;They are polite, rarely mess up an order, and patiently listen to the incessant&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class=&quot;defineit&quot; href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;ext-gen15&quot; style=&quot;color: #15aaff; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 2px; position: relative; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;chatter of their patrons . The icing on the cake is, they don&#39;t need to tipped with money - a few soybeans or peanuts will have them skipping with joy&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Yyj9d7lzTIUuclLFjH57iUsW2s3dpxXy2Ljb7nyFjkOHMsQYJQRMyH1YAq_wwWfrexOOWXdbu9OXaK0JVzUfXU6bNMitavzhqWkz8JJeR2SNAtrMi7yyBLnFgrfFvlh4luvSdVnpLKY/s1600-h/monkey_waiter_4.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Yyj9d7lzTIUuclLFjH57iUsW2s3dpxXy2Ljb7nyFjkOHMsQYJQRMyH1YAq_wwWfrexOOWXdbu9OXaK0JVzUfXU6bNMitavzhqWkz8JJeR2SNAtrMi7yyBLnFgrfFvlh4luvSdVnpLKY/s400/monkey_waiter_4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;[Please excuse any grammatical/spelling mistakes]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/2697638861683591564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/monkeys-serving-food.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/2697638861683591564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/2697638861683591564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/monkeys-serving-food.html' title='Monkeys serving food!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp_39YUDg7bX8XR6PNdt_tuJp42C0wSHhlEYY8fyhybyf7gAoTmtwnybaZ_t_775yv7XV1OdmO-Ev1or12poQ4pR_fHFf7nkxnzFAUzs9-ch6fhVCNACnzproOWQGOH5G0DGdInzW5WQ/s72-c/monkey-waiters-japan-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5286205324436108226.post-1283906045083526117</id><published>2009-12-27T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:13:04.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotes on Wisdom</title><content type='html'>1. A man begins cutting his wisdom teeth the first time he bites off more than he can chew-Herb Caen.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest. -Confucius.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom. -Samuel Taylor Coleridge&lt;br /&gt;
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4. It requires wisdom to understand wisdom: the music is nothing if the audience is deaf- Walter Lippmann&lt;br /&gt;
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5. We are made wise not by the recollection of our past, but by the responsibility for our future. -George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Wisdom doesn&#39;t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself. - Tom Wilson&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Wisdom is the quality that keeps you from getting into situations where you need it. - Doug Larson&lt;br /&gt;
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8. Wisdom, compassion, and courage are the three universally recognized moral qualities of men.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. Wisdom is knowing what to do next; Skill is knowing how ot do it, and Virtue is doing it.- David Starr Jordan&lt;br /&gt;
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10. To know when to be generous and when firm—that is wisdom.- Elbert Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;
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11. One&#39;s first step in wisdom is to question everything - and one&#39;s last is to come to terms with everything-GEORG C. LICHTENBERG&lt;br /&gt;
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12. Almost every wise saying has an opposite one, no less wise, to balance it-GEORGE SANTAYANA&lt;br /&gt;
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13. Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.-IMMANUEL KANT.&lt;br /&gt;
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14. Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.-LIN YUTANG&lt;br /&gt;
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15. The perfection of wisdom, and the end of true philosophy is to proportion our wants to our possessions, our ambitions to our capacities, we will then be a happy and a virtuous people.&lt;br /&gt;
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16. You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions-NAGUIB MAHFOUZ&lt;br /&gt;
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17. Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something&lt;br /&gt;
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18. It&#39;s so simple to be wise. Just think of something stupid to say and then don&#39;t say it-SAM LEVENSON&lt;br /&gt;
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19. Kindness is more important than wisdom, and the recognition of this is the beginning of wisdom.-THEODORE RUBIN.&lt;br /&gt;
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20. He that never changes his opinions, never corrects his mistakes, and will never be wiser on the morrow than he is today.-TRYON EDWARDS&lt;br /&gt;
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21. Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers-Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892)&lt;br /&gt;
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22. Wisdom doesn&#39;t automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It&#39;s true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;
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23. The most valuable thing I have learned from life is to regret&lt;br /&gt;
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24. Wisdom is divided into two parts: (a) having a great deal to say,&lt;br /&gt;
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25.  Follow your instincts. That&#39;s where true wisdom manifests itself.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/1283906045083526117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/quotes-on-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1283906045083526117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/1283906045083526117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/quotes-on-wisdom.html' title='Quotes on Wisdom'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-5286205324436108226.post-6327179171728069261</id><published>2009-12-23T18:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:00:39.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THREE MAGICAL WORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;Those three words just makes you go crazy...&lt;br /&gt;
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Every morning u just wish you could hear those three words&lt;br /&gt;
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The words whihc make ur life&lt;br /&gt;
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The words which bring joy happiness and pleasure&lt;br /&gt;
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The words which take you on top of this world&lt;br /&gt;
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The words which make you or break you&lt;br /&gt;
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The three golden words.....&lt;br /&gt;
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The words of glory...........&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;ALLOWED to KEEP TERM&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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-&lt;b&gt;SACHIN SHAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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(P.S. WAS TOO BORED SO JUST WROTE ANYTHING...I KNOW ITS CRAP BUT HAD NOTHING ELSE TO DO)&lt;br /&gt;
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&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/feeds/6327179171728069261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-magical-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/6327179171728069261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5286205324436108226/posts/default/6327179171728069261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sachin141090.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-magical-words.html' title='THREE MAGICAL WORDS'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></feed>