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If anyone know the meaning of that word, Please inform me as soon as possible... Issued in Public Interest!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</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/blogspot/TxhaH" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/txhah" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/TxhaH</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUHRHo9eyp7ImA9WhdTEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4349067579173735538</id><published>2011-07-10T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:50:35.463+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-10T15:50:35.463+05:30</app:edited><title>Dawn of a New Country - South SUDAN</title><content type="html">
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Mass of people jumped on streets; celebrating &amp;amp; congratulating each other as a new member country emerged in the world on 9th July 2011 &amp;amp; it will be named as South Sudan. Primarily, South Sudan was an integral part of Sudan then after the historical&amp;nbsp;referendum&amp;nbsp;in January paved the way for the making of South Sudan. VVIPs &amp;amp; many other ambassadors of different countries will mark their presence in the capital, Juba, to see the emergence of a new country. It would be a great day for the peoples of South Sudan because they had lost terrific amount of peoples lives during the clash of ethnic groups of North &amp;amp; South Sudan. Now, the time has come, to forget the past&amp;nbsp;misapprehensions &amp;amp; build a constructive bridge between both countries&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;in present&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; work&amp;nbsp;together for the development of both countries in future.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;South Sudan, primarily, occupying a total land area of 2,39,285 square mile (i.e. 6,19,745 square Km) which has a population of 8,260,490 (as per 2008 census). Country is barricaded by the&amp;nbsp;Ethiopia in the east, The Central African Republic with the west; Kenya, Uganda &amp;amp; Republic of Congo to the South and North Sudan(Sudan) to the north.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But there are some road blocks in front of South Sudan. As after its emergence, South Sudan will rank near the bottom of the Human Development Index list. It has wide number of&amp;nbsp;illiterate females approx 80% or more than that. It has the world's highest maternal mortality rate. The under-five mortality rate is 112 per 1000 live births, worst ratio. Security related issues, law and order &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;infrastructures&amp;nbsp;is negligible &amp;amp; almost unseeable. About half of the population lives on less than $ 1 a day. Poverty is on its peak as well as the non-education.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's the obligation of newly elected government for the upliftment of the peoples of South Sudan. Country's progress &amp;amp; development is now depend upon the Government's policies &amp;amp; plans and also its administration. If South Sudan has some drawbacks on its side then on the other side it has noteworthy variety of things. South Sudan has vast oil fields which is the prime source of his economy. Most oilfields are owned by Chinese companies &amp;amp; Indian company ONGC. However, United States of America can not buy or acquire any oil field reserves in South Sudan because he actually 'Blacklisted' Sudan as the 'State Sponsor of terrorism'. Result of this South Sudan has lost a big importer of Oil. A big availing opportunity is knocking at the door of Indian Oil companies to acquire some oil reserves in that country, also India has the opportunity to collaborate with the South Sudan's government in the development process. India should have to adopt the policy of 'First come, First served' in South Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apart from Oil reserve fields, South Sudan has huge amounts of arable land &amp;amp; the Nile river flowing through its center. Government should have to espouse the technique of 'Institutional Farming' along with knowledge based training to his farmers. It will help farmers to harvest many crops at one time. Government should give vocational training to the unemployed citizens &amp;amp; skill training for the unskilled persons.&lt;br /&gt;
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But how could all this possible? First &amp;amp; foremost, South Sudan has to reignite its peaceful relations with North Sudan. Cross-border disputes, insecurity between peoples etc; both Governments should have to allay it first,&amp;nbsp;collaboratively.&amp;nbsp;South Sudan, now as the 193rd country in this world, must also reach out to its other&amp;nbsp;neighbors. It has to actively participate in the dialogue process of African Union &amp;amp; other global groups. Trade with countries should be its first objective.&lt;br /&gt;
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But before all that South Sudan's government must reach out to its own citizens. They have to ensure the basic things for the citizens like Freedom of religion, freedom of expression, Equality between peoples. Government must construct a confidence dialogues between ethnic groups, along with that give freedom to media because media's role in any country is very important. People-to-People dialogue between both the countries is very much important &amp;amp; they have to run for it. Finally , Other countries should support &amp;amp; help the new country and its people in he process of development as they desperately need that. United Nations which is the supreme body, should come &amp;amp; urge the members to give their support &amp;amp; help, in building infrastructure &amp;amp; to nail out other discrepancies which have been diluted in the system of South Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;
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Congrats to all civilians of South Sudan... Party hard guys!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*'Hallelujah'*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kudos to all Civil Society Members who initiated the concept 'To Nail out  corruption' via Jan Lokpal Bill. They gone through with some major tough phases  but in the end Government agreed to chalk out a draft with the consensus of all  Civil Society members &amp;amp; Group of Ministers (GoM). Civil Society Group,  headed by a veteran Gandhian, Mr. Kisan Baburao Hazare popularly known as Mr.  Anna Hazare, single-handedly &amp;nbsp;dragged out the sleeping Government from his  long-lasting sleep to prepare a Rocksolid Jan Lokpal Bill.&lt;br /&gt;
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First Lets discuss, What are the conflicts between the Jan Lokpal Bill  (Proposed by Civil Society) &amp;amp; Draft Lokpal Bill (Drafted by Uttermost  person's of our Government)...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;As per Government's norm, &lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt; will have no power to initiate suo  moto action or receive complaints of corruption from the General Public (i.e.  us). It can only probe the complaints forwarded by the Speaker of the LokSabha  or the Chairman of the RajyaSabha while Civil Society wants, a full power to  &amp;nbsp;initiate suo moto action or receive complaints from the general public.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt; will only be an advisory body with limited roles to forwarding  reports to a 'Competent Authority' whereas Civil Society wants a complete  authority to prosecute anybody found guilty.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt; will have no Police power &amp;amp; ability to register First  Information Report (F.I.R.) or proceed with criminal proceedings as just  opposite proposed by Civil Society Group (CSG).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The &lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; Central Bureau of Investigation (CBI) will not be  merged or intra-connected while CSG want &lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; anti-corruption  wing of the CBI will be one independent body.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Penalization for the corruption will be a minimum of 6 months &amp;amp; maximum  of upto 7 years whereas in CSG's case minimum of 5 years &amp;amp; maximum of upto  life imprisonment.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Judiciary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will have to come  under the ambit of &lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt;, as demanded by CSG.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well apart from the last point, almost all other points mentioned above have  been successfully cleared or are in the pipe line for the clarification. But the  last clause which makes Mr. PM &amp;amp; Judiciary under the Umbrella is little bit  tricky one. Though in democracy every administrative, legislative, executive  &amp;amp; judiciary body should be under the ambit of transparency but in India  there is minute difference. We elect our government but we do not have any power  to&amp;nbsp;scrutinize&amp;nbsp;the work of our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; or any other  ministers in their incumbency; the only power we have is the 'Voting Power'  (after 5 years). Enacting a Right to Recall Bill which will put a pressure on  elected representative (by putting elected representative on notice) : Either  perform or perish. Now if we talk on the last point dispute, whether PMO (Prime  Minister Office) should come under the ambit of &lt;b&gt;LOKPAL&lt;/b&gt;... In my opinion  it should be. Prime Minister should not fear anyone &amp;amp; itself has to come out  &amp;amp; say "Yes, I am the&amp;nbsp;representative of you all &amp;amp; I will put myself under  the scanner of Lokpal."&amp;nbsp;This is Mr. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prime Minister's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; moral duty.  We, all are waiting for your answer Mr. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Sir.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, about whether Judiciary should come under the umbrella of Ombudsman  (Lokpal) or not?? Government already initiated a bill of Judicial Standards and  Accountability which deals with the malpractices, corruption &amp;amp; negligence of  Judges. Government will introduce that bill in the upcoming Monsoon Session. So,  there is no need of stretching the Lokpal's ambit onto Judiciary. Supreme Court  is guardian of the constitution &amp;amp; the highest court of appeal. To put  judiciary under Lokpal will&amp;nbsp;demoralize the constitution norms. Supreme court of  India has been vested with the power of Judicial Review. Is Lokpal &amp;nbsp;bigger than  Supreme Court? The answer is 'NO' &amp;amp; will never become. To put judiciary  beneath the Lokpal is a redundant idea!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why our government is running with snail's pace for drafting a Lokpal bill ?  The answer lies in the government's intention. Government should not loose this  opportunity as they&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;already&amp;nbsp;facing some tough allegations of corruption. If  they want to improve their gruesome image &amp;amp; also wanna to win the next  2014-election with clear majority then they should enact the proposed Lokpal  bill in the next Monsoon session. For the opposition parties &amp;amp; other allied  parties, they should force &amp;amp; poke the government to comply the same. We do  not want a toothless Lokpal... we need a Lokpal which comprises of some specific  characteristic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this article, I will not characterize&amp;nbsp;any specific person or group or  anyone, what I am trying to convey with my article to all our civilians that  'Corruption lies in our&amp;nbsp;inner self.' Be Honest... Be Wise... Be Bold!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If anybody demands bribe from you, please do not give!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I, also wanna to urge to our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, "Sir, we see you  as our role model. Please do not break our belief over you. You are a wise man,  do not fear of anything. Just push for the best &amp;amp; save us from this mounting  corruption. I know you have immense work load &amp;amp; pressure but we want a  corrupt-free INDIA.&lt;br /&gt;
(Hope you will listen to us....)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-1692462708986392768?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/d6ngdj0FiuY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/1692462708986392768/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=1692462708986392768" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/1692462708986392768?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/1692462708986392768?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/d6ngdj0FiuY/jan-lokpal-bill-vs-draft-lokpal-bill.html" title="Jan Lokpal Bill Vs. Draft Lokpal Bill" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_ka6KfAv-I/TgIpBwVLhcI/AAAAAAAAA-s/LK6i19QX_gI/s72-c/Jan-Lokpal-Bill3-400x200.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><georss:featurename>Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>26.8465108 80.94668320000005</georss:point><georss:box>26.739860800000002 80.83000720000005 26.9531608 81.06335920000005</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2011/06/jan-lokpal-bill-vs-draft-lokpal-bill.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGSH8zcCp7ImA9Wx9aFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-8708169474648666772</id><published>2011-03-08T14:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:08:49.188+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-08T14:08:49.188+05:30</app:edited><title>Grand Salute to All Mothers</title><content type="html">
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mom, I LOVE YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;…. I want to share my all happiness with you; I want to share my all sorrows with you.. I want to live my every millisecond with you… You are the one who changed my life. I am nothing without you; MAA. I can’t even walk a step without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She never gives-up, never complained anything to anyone. Her personality is absolutely wonderful. I always want to be like her; want to copy her true persona, style of talking, behavior, habits etc. She is truly an awesome person, always showers happiness to others; ready to help anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Tujme Rab Dikhta hai yaara mein kya karun, Sajde Sir Jhukta hai Yaara mein kya karun.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She plays different kind of roles in her daily life; as a wife, as a mother, as a friend, as a dictator, as a Home Minister of her family. Ohh.. Baba re!! And she manages all this with so perfection that sometime I feel surprised. How she do it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day, I asked her, ‘How do you do these entire things with so perfection? You never-ever get bored of it!’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;‘If you will do your work with the positive attitude, you will never-ever get bored of it.’ She said &amp;amp; patted on my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whenever I see you, it gives me strength to fight with all the demons. Whenever I see your smiling, I’ll forget all my sorrows. Mom, I just want to say one thing, “I need you… I need you till the end of my life. I want to die before you, I don’t want to loose you in the mid of my life.. This world is full of bad guys &amp;amp; I’ll not be able to fight with them without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Just go and submit all the bills, today is last day for that.” Mom screamed from the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am going Mom…” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I gently replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Go otherwise you’ll not get today’s lunch &amp;amp; I mean it this time.” She said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have gone.” I said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to express more but as you all know there are some pending works over me. I have to submit electricity bill, House tax etc… otherwise I’ll miss my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“No one has ever seen God but I can say with claims that I have seen God in my Mother.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; –By Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last but not the least, here is beautiful song from the movie “Raja Aur Rank”. Dedicated to my lovely MOTHER…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In the End I'll thank GOD, who made the Mother.&lt;br /&gt;
With Love to All &lt;b&gt;"Mothers"&lt;/b&gt; of this Universe....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-8708169474648666772?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/TuSGJZZpT-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/8708169474648666772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=8708169474648666772" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8708169474648666772?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8708169474648666772?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/TuSGJZZpT-E/grand-salute-to-all-mothers.html" title="Grand Salute to All Mothers" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k097UC3u5fI/TXXoc519fjI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K39ZO13HK3c/s72-c/mother_child.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2011/03/grand-salute-to-all-mothers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8HQ30zeSp7ImA9Wx9VFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-3549356565793841145</id><published>2011-02-01T18:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:13:52.381+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-01T19:13:52.381+05:30</app:edited><title>Political-Fair Award</title><content type="html">
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just like the ongoing awards ceremony in Bollywood , I thought that lets give some awards to our so called “&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HONEST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Politicians/Bureaucrats/Police Officers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; …. What you all say..?? Good idea nah..!! Obviously yaar good idea… if no idea then go &amp;amp; get an idea….(Promotional line for idea network)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In these awards ceremony only one film is on top…. It’s our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sallu Bhai’s “Dabaang”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;… Hud-Hud Dabaang… Our politicians are also Dabaang type in their real life…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They have right to pilfer money publicly, to rape any minor girl, to set up an account in Swiss bank for their illegal money …, to use party funds to make ornaments &amp;amp; jewellery for their family members…., to break laws anytime &amp;amp; anywhere&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;etc…etc….etc… Even “etc” word is so small for them. I don’t know exactly what type of word should I use but I think &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rajnikant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; knows better…. because he is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rajnikant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; …. Top superheroes &lt;b&gt;Superman&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Batman &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; even our &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;desi&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Krrish&lt;/b&gt; are his students…. Standing tall…our own country-made, man-made super-duper Hero “&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;RAJNIKANT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”…. (Bow down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;OK… I lost my track but now back on track…. “Our Politician”…. As I said earlier, let’s give away some home-made crunchy awards as they deserve that yaron… So, here come the Nominations ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Category: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best Actor in Scamming Role&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;amp; the nominations are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A. Raja (for stashing away Rs. 1.76 lakh crore)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suresh Kalmadi (OC’s chairman of CWG)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ashok Chavhan &amp;amp; their aids (For duping martyrs of Kargil War…. Alleged Role in Adarsh Society Scam)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B. S. Yedurappa (Mining King of Karnatka)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rajnikant (he qualified for nothing… because for him “Nothing is Impossible”)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;And the award for the Best Actor in scamming role goes to &lt;b&gt;Mr. A. Raja&lt;/b&gt; for keeping Telecom sector price-less &amp;amp; cost our country just “Little” sum of money… We, Indians don’t mind that!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;Sorry, Rajni Sir… Better Luck Next Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Next Nomination is for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best Film&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;amp; the nominations are….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;XIX CWG Delhi (Making India Proud)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adarsh Society Scam (Making Defense Proud)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sukna Land Scam (Again, making Defense Proud)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alleged Mining In Karnatka (Thanx to B. S. Yedurrapa &amp;amp; his sons)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;And the award for the Best Film goes to….. Guys Plz give standing ovation to them… &lt;b&gt;Mr. Suresh Kalmadi &amp;amp; his aides&lt;/b&gt;, for successful CWG in Delhi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Next Category: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best Villain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;amp; the nominations are….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purushottam Diwedi (MLA, now Ex-MLA for raping a minor girl)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPS Rathore ( Ex-DGP for molesting a young innocent girl)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;?????? ( Arushi Murder case) As CBI never-ever got any clue…who did that murder? Hence, CBI itself gets its nomination.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;N.D. Tiwari (Ex-Governor of AP…. Reason you all know!!!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interlocutors of J&amp;amp;K (for giving seditious remarks)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;And the award for the Best Villain goes to…. WAIT….WAIT…actually it’s a joint venture. Hence, It goes to two persons.. &lt;b&gt;Mr. Purushottam Diwedi &amp;amp; Mr. SPS Rathore&lt;/b&gt; (What a smile Sirji…still smiling… I think he is a brand ambassador of Close-Up toothpaste)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Next Category: &lt;b&gt;For non-questionable, independent &amp;amp; prominent wing aka Best Institution&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;amp; the nominations are….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;RAW (Research &amp;amp; Analysis Wing)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CBI (Crime Bureau of Investigation)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CVC (Chief Vigilance Commissioner)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lok-Ayuktas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CID (of Sony Television)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;And the award goes to our most prominent, indispensible &amp;amp; hard working wing… &lt;b&gt;CBI (Compact &amp;amp; Blind Institute)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Next award is for &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best Political Party&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; the nominations are…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congress (Changing their Mind-sets)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BJP (Halting the Parliament)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BSP (Crushing all under the feet of Elephant)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SP (Bicycle without Pedal)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRS (Demanding new state, forcing Hyderabad to Protest &amp;amp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dharnas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CPI aka left (Left By Everyone)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;And the award for the Best Political Party goes to our own &lt;b&gt;Congress&lt;/b&gt;… for always changing their mind-sets &amp;amp; passing the ball tactics…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Now this award is something special… this one is for true persona… honest politician…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;amp; the Nominations for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best Politician&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smt. Shiela Dixit (Queen of Delhi &amp;amp; still young thats why Farah Khan choreographed a song for her)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sri. Narendra Modi (Progress of Gujrat)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sri. Nitish Kumar (Ultimate Progress of Bihar)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Mayawati (Bold &amp;amp; Beautiful)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;And the award for the Best Politician goes to &lt;b&gt;Sri Nitish Kumar&lt;/b&gt; for giving &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BIHAR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; such a wonderful &amp;amp; shocking progress…. Yeah it is… after seeing the ultimate development in Bihar I can assure you all that this is what type of politicians we needed for our country…. Nice, Gentle, Honest, Literate etc… &amp;amp; Now I am a big fan of that person… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He really deserves that award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&amp;amp; Last But not the least… Award for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifetime Achievement&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; No doubt the award goes to “&lt;b&gt;Citizens of India&lt;/b&gt;”. (No thanx guys… it was decided by jury) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;We, peoples of India, having &lt;b&gt;VETO&lt;/b&gt; power but still not in the mood of using it… We are always in the mood of denial… We are not like peoples of Egyptian/Tunisian country who has the guts to protest against corruption… I am going to close ma article here as I do not want to make mockery of ourselves… We will never change our attitude… This is our “&lt;b&gt;Tryst with Destiny&lt;/b&gt;” &amp;amp; we do not want to lose it…. Long Live “&lt;b&gt;INDIA&lt;/b&gt;” &amp;amp; Long Live “&lt;b&gt;We, People&lt;/b&gt;”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Now it’s time to tell the members of our Jury &amp;amp; our sponsors….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jury Members:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Mr. Rajnikant (Chairman), Mr. Tushar Kapoor, Mr. Pratik Babbar &amp;amp; Ms. Esha Deol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sponsored By&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Jhandu &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Bam Oil, Katil Loshan, Pataka Chai &amp;amp; Baiju-Bawara Toothpaste&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Co-Sponsored By:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Microsoft, Apple, TCS, Infosys, Wipro, ONGS, NTPC, IOC, SAIL, RIL &amp;amp; many more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;(Heartily thanx to our Jury Members for their kind support &amp;amp; all of our Sponsors &amp;amp; Co-sponsors….. without their kind support we could not be able to produce such a wonderful award ceremony…) Thank Q …. Ladies &amp;amp; their Gentlemen for coming… Have a Good Night &amp;amp; sound Sleep…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-3549356565793841145?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/-jx-JDN7yUg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/3549356565793841145/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=3549356565793841145" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3549356565793841145?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3549356565793841145?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/-jx-JDN7yUg/political-fair-award.html" title="Political-Fair Award" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TUgB9frx5qI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ZWH3TCq7u-k/s72-c/Indian-Democracy-Political-Cartoon-Gandhi-08.04.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2011/02/political-fair-award.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCRns8eyp7ImA9Wx9VFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-3054903316732309211</id><published>2011-01-11T12:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:47:47.573+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-01T20:47:47.573+05:30</app:edited><title>Life in and around social networking sites</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8rgM4aV84fFDOxZiKX_8XJw_apY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8rgM4aV84fFDOxZiKX_8XJw_apY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I asked ma mom where our maid has gone for past 7 days and I got an interesting answer that each of her mistress were informed through her tweets on Twitter, that she was gone to her hometown. Its was like a shocker for me, WTF…. She is using Twitter, a social networking site.I felt myself quite stupid for not getting time to check my updates so early. As I am unable to use my account frequently nowadays due to heavy work load at office and a queue of guests at home and one more thing “Dating” to ma GF’s.&lt;br /&gt;
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These social networking sites I must say, are the veins of present generation. Well, I admit that I am also in this generation and prettily affected by them. These sites are beneficial to everybody who uses it thoroughly or rarely.&lt;br /&gt;
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As we all know how fast our lives are &amp;amp; to be honest someday in a week i forget to do loo…. now u all can configure how fast our lives are!!!! We are struggling wid ourselves that we are not getting time for our beloved ones especially “Girlfriends”. Yeah these creatures “Girlfriends” are the integral part of our lives… (ma life) &amp;amp; i do not want to lose any one of them. I am truly obliged to these websites that they given us such a wonderful medium to connect with ur beloved ones… Long Live Social Networking Websites.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel proud to say that the youngest member of our family, my 7 yr old nephew, has a personal facebook profile.And, I got to know about this when I received a comment on my pic saying, U r looking smart &amp;amp; U deserve a new lappy so get the old one for me…….”. Damn A new lappy… will make ma life worse than ever before. Oh Jesus Help me out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Obviously I am not sick of these sites, but often I find myself eager for checking my accounts to get an idea of the new plans by my friends &amp;amp; relatives and also the passed events enjoyed by my overseas friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to the new technology and the great Networking sites but i am fond of only one thing “Blogging”.&lt;a href="http://www.infigration.com/stranger/humorous-satire/life-in-and-around-social-networking-sites/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-3054903316732309211?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/iRoHO0n9p8s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/3054903316732309211/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=3054903316732309211" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3054903316732309211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3054903316732309211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/iRoHO0n9p8s/life-in-and-around-social-networking.html" title="Life in and around social networking sites" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TUgkE7WDxYI/AAAAAAAAA6I/f8AA5YPtbBA/s72-c/social-networking-sites.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-in-and-around-social-networking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QEQHw9eyp7ImA9Wx5VEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4821034497486565285</id><published>2010-10-04T17:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:58:21.263+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-04T17:58:21.263+05:30</app:edited><title>Me &amp; My Indi-T : unfulfilled dream</title><content type="html">
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When everybody is going to mark their presence at Banglore, I am writing another blog explaining my stupidity that How I missed ma train to Banglore &amp;amp; How that journey (which doesn’t completed at all) costs me a lot including ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;. Ohhh… My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;When this news aired that next BLOGGERS meet is going to be held at Banglore on 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; October. Its like “WOW” yaar… this time I am ready &amp;amp; I will definitely attend that meet (I mean that guys, seriously). Its all about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I want to snatch it from “&lt;b&gt;Mr. Fixit&lt;/b&gt;” alias &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Renie. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I started seeing dreamzzzz; “Me &amp;amp; My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;That dream makes me sick as this appears non-stop in my mind but being a sick with an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;is far&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;better than riding on a 1300cc Suzuki GSX 1300R. I wanted to live with that dream 24X7. Somewhere I heard that ya “Dreams do come true”. I think that line was said by Little Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sachin Tendulkar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;while giving interview to a press reporter. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Then I finally decided dude, “You have to attend this meet for your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;You are not going to miss that chance. OK… then I took deep breath &amp;amp; called up my friend. I borrowed some 1500 bucks from him (including the price of Vodka). We picked up an auto &amp;amp; landed at Railway reservation centre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Being part of a queue is always an idiotic work” – This is my theory!!! So, I requested to my friend that half way you &amp;amp; half way me, is the right choice. Ma friend said, “OK”. Actually ma that friend is like a GAY. Nah..na..na.. Don’t take that in another way. He is a gay means; He is like a “COW”. After 45 mins. of wait we found some space at the ticketing window.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: One ticket for Banglore in 3AC (in any train)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Reservation Clerk: Waiting List 1 &amp;amp; only one train goes to Banglore from here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: Is that waiting going to confirmed tomorrow???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RC: Don’t crack a joke!!! If u wanna to go then take Tatkal ticket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: And for how many bucks??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RC: In 3AC it is Rs 1785 &amp;amp; in Sleeper Rs 845.. (Paused)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: It’s better to travel in 3AC so I asked another 300 bucks from ma friend &amp;amp; finally got the ticket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RC: Take your ticket &amp;amp; 15 Rs also. (1500 + 300 = 1800)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(I was so happy at that time ki I forgotten this is a Railway reservation centre not a Bar. I told him that, “Hey, keep the change man”.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RC: WHAT?? Am I looked like a waiter??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: (Oh.. FUCK) Sorry Sir!! I didn’t mean that.. I am really sorry..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RC: Take your money &amp;amp; get lost!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(He reminds me the character of ‘Angry Young Man’ of the movie Deewar)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The whole community of passengers out there, looking at me in a bizarre!!! Had I raped that RC??? Making no any issues at that time, I silently walked out from that centre &amp;amp; ya I kissed my Tatkal ticket. It shows Coach No. B1 &amp;amp; Berth No. 27 (my fav. No.) I given a tight hug to my friend &amp;amp; told him that hey I will give you all my dues after retuning from the trip… &amp;amp; I think now total debt over me surpasses to Rs 4500…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Next Day)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Bag fully packed &amp;amp; finally the day has been arrived… My journey to Banglore was just going to begin in 4-5 hrs. I purchased a packet of Cigarette then suddenly my phone rang &amp;amp; it was a call of my friend &lt;b&gt;**’Nasedi Baba’**&lt;/b&gt;. We called him &lt;b&gt;Nasedi baba&lt;/b&gt; alias &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Babu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; because he is a vigorous drinker (&lt;i&gt;Full-tass Nasedi hai be&lt;/i&gt;). Picked up his call &amp;amp; as usual he wants me to join the party. I attended the party, thrown out by him &amp;amp; literally speaking it was “FULL-ON” yaar!!! At first it was One quarter then Two…Three… (Blank)… No idea after that. Only one thing I remember that, “Hey Deepak where are you going??” I said BANGLORE &amp;amp; my train’s departure is at 8 PM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Someone has said &lt;b&gt;8PM&lt;/b&gt;… bring that drink man!! (Nasedi baba shouted)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After some shots, my feet were on cloud 9 &amp;amp; I started watching “Taare Zameen Par”. Those &lt;i&gt;Taaresss &lt;/i&gt;(stars) were continuously revolving around my mind. My unconscious mind was telling me that, “You are going to miss even bigger party than this so just control your emotions”. (He was talking about the party at #indiblr). I slapped my face &amp;amp; said, “Shut up you bastard… I am not going to miss any train because it is about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;One more interesting thing about that day, “it was 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; September.. The &lt;b&gt;D-Day&lt;/b&gt; for Ayodhya”. Being so much drunk at that evening, I forget the time… then Nasedi kicked my ass &amp;amp; told me, “It is 7.30 in the clock, what about your train???”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: WTF…!!! Give me your hand.. oh God, it doesn’t get bigger than this!! Fuck.. Fuck Man!!! Do you have bike???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nasedi: Ya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: C’mon then drop me out at the station…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nasedi: In this situation???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me: I will kill you if you not!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nasedi: Ok… just chill you “Toad”!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Actually it was not a bike; it was a scooter Bajaj Priya)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Somehow he managed to give a smooth start to his scooter &amp;amp; we were on our way to station. But as I said it was the D-Day for Ayodhya, lots of road blocks out in the middle… we completed the full circle of our area but still very much far away from the station. At that time I told him, let’s go back yaar because it is 8’o clock in my watch…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I missed my train &amp;amp; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;too….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Next day when I saw newspaper there was news, “Some passengers created nuisance &amp;amp; Lucknow-Banglore Superfast departed 30 mins. Late i.e. on 8.30 PM because of water shortage in coaches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It was like I am sitting on an electric chair &amp;amp; suffering 440 volt shocks… I can’t even explain that!!! How much I disgusted by my own destiny.. Oh Jesus, How can you do this to me!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Indi-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;….. My everything!!! 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Usually Delhi bound trains are not late but because of raining since morning….&amp;nbsp; An announcement aired, “&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Train No 2553 Vaishali Superfast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is running 2.30 hrs late from its schedule. The inconvenient call is deeply regretted….. Ohhh&lt;b&gt; FUCK &lt;/b&gt;man!!!!! 2.30 hrs!! Now what???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Should I go for another cigarette?&amp;nbsp; Seriously talking, in case if I had taken that step it would have ma 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; one of that hour… Thanx to me that I had not taken that step…… :*) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok… then I choose ma second option &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;**”to watch hot chicks”**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; especially in waiting room. As having ticket of AC, I gone for AC Waiting Room, searching it for almost 30 mins. I found it on PF No.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Scenario of Waiting Room)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As entered in the room, I roughly analyzed the position of hot chicks…. Two girls (one wearing jeans n tight blue color top &amp;amp; another just a simple dress) surrounded by the group of two or three families … so no chance of “&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Chichora-panthi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” at all… &amp;amp; list goes on n on. Actually that waiting room is fully jam-packed …. No trace of a single seat. Then I saw one corner seat with broken handle…. More than a dozen questions arises through my mind… “Broken handle means you have more probability to get touched by a girl or vice-versa…. Devil type feelings give me so courage that I said yes… take your chance dude…. Go n grab the opportunity. It did not take too much time by me to acquire that vacant seat.. (Just like forcibly land acquisition of those innocent farmers by UP Government). Then after sometime later I realized why nobody wants that seat… It really sucks man.. No back-support at all… ahhhh still ma back is in pain!!!!! FUCK yaar. Actually that reason is not the primary cause for my anger. Tell you why…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My bad luck continues as I saw two hot girls sitting just beside me &amp;amp; neglecting a handsome hunk &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(***of course I am talking about maself***) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;they were busy in chatting with each other…. Talking….. Talking n Talking…. &amp;amp; on the topic of Common Wealth Games (CWG). Can you believe that two &lt;b&gt;hot, sexy, sensuous&lt;/b&gt; (etc.) girls were busy in chatting on the issue of CWG… I think they don’t have Boyfriend’s in their life… &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Suffering from deficiency of *BF*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; One of that girl was wearing a band in her wrist, revealing her sexy name…… &lt;b&gt;Shruti&lt;/b&gt;!!!! But other was, I think so smart…. No trace at all yaar… actually I want to know her name because I want it to put in this post but unfortunately it all gone in dust…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Shruti&lt;/span&gt;: What you think, “Is INDIA going to make it possible”????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG (The Other Girl): Where?? (*blank*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: CWG!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Make it clear yaar…. Can’t recognize!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Common Wealth Games yaar… silly girl!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: ohh.. CWG!!! Plz don’t ask me about that… it really became a bottle-neck for India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: hmm… I think you are right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Ya… as you know its August &amp;amp; after one month. Game ON!!! &amp;amp; no completion of work at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Do you know when India officially gets the opportunity to conduct CWG???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Nope!!! When??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Year 2004.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: 2004!!!! Are you kidding me? Since 2004 &amp;amp; still construction work is on!!! (Confused)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: They started it in January 2010… almost 5 years late. (&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Panchvarshiya Yojna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: What they were waiting for???? Money??? As I know Indian ministers have enough money to organize a FIFA World cup!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: ya… I know!!! You are talking about Former CM of Jharkhand (.................)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: That’s right… he is such a ….(interrupted in middle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Just leave him yaar!!! A slur on India&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: hey.. I heard something new in newspapers for CWG!!!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;CORRUPITON &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Yes it is. A big one… Our country’s top statesmen are indulged in all these mean activities. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;**BULL-SHIT yaar**&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: You can say CWG as Corrupt Wealth Games!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: lolzz… (Hilariously) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Don’t laugh…. This something is a very serious issue… the money which is used by government to organize these types of world-class games, is basically the Money of general public like us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Ohh.. Damn &lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt; yaar!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(I told you that this girl Shruti is very smart, even a FUCK word from her mouth is like a Kiss)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Now if you see…. Recently South Africa organized the World’s most famous sports tournament “FIFA World Cup”. Look at the development done by them… they really touched the whole world. They marked their presence in the World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Ya… Even our neighbor country China too marked its presence by organizing Olympics…. And what we are doing??? Just counting days n days…. Ridiculous!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Our country’s integrity is now on the line… Let’s see what our government can do!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Some countries persons are saying that Security arrangements are not full-proof… some are saying, “To give India a chance for CWG is a big flaw.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: hmm… why listen o others when our own peoples are saying the same thing … &lt;i&gt;Delhi-walas&lt;/i&gt; are suffering a lot nowadays…. CWG sucked &lt;i&gt;Delhi-walas&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Truly Delhi peoples are floating in the boats of CWG… they didn’t even know that these boats are having holes in the bottom!!! God bless them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: But … a ray of hope is still making her way!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: You mean… Our Prime Minister’s personal assurance on the arrangements of CWG…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Yes… I have strong belief in our government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Me too in full confidence can say that CWG will become a successful event in India… I know it’s like counting stars in the Universe but in the end India will make it possible!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Hope So!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: Don’t say hope so…. Just say “YES WE CAN”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;TOG: Yes We Can…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shruti: And Please do not boycott the games… because our integrity is on the line… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“I wish I could urge to all our peoples that PLZ…PLZ… DO NOT BOYCOTT CWG”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those hot chicks given me a deadly stares &amp;amp; walked out from Waiting room…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(I involved in the conversation so much that I forgotten, I have to board my train… &amp;amp; I think it was the last announcement by railways for Vaishali Superfast… “Train No 2553 Vaishali Superfast is standing on PF No 1…. Ohhh Shit man)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I rushed towards the train, started moving almost…. 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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Technology, the best definition which I can say is “The system which has no &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;ideology&lt;/b&gt;”. I know that everybody is not fully convinced with my definition as they have their own definition too. We as a “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Human being&lt;/b&gt;” or u can say “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Being Human&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” (because of &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Salman’s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; fan) is the real technology, created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;. Though, I have not seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; but as told by my parents (alias my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;) that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; created Human Beings. Yes, we human beings are the best technology in this world of Machines. I do not know whether I am right or wrong &amp;amp; also don’t know that my this blog is relevant for the topic (personally I don’t care a bit)…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;But still I am going to write this &amp;amp; publish this for the category of “Technology”. So don’t get screwed after reading this….. Please do read carefully because I know that you peoples are also “Human Beings”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Following things contain some stupidity in it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As I said above…. The best technology we ever have is “We Human Being”… The Father of all technologies…. We created little &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Pins&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;LHC (Large Hadrons Collider)&lt;/b&gt; Machine… we have immense talent in our inner self even we don’t know. Humans are the best machines in this world … I called human beings as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Machines ka Maseeha”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Honestly speaking, when I watched the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Terminator-3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;first time I got scared a bit. Those bastard machines wanna to overtake our dynasty…. FUCK OFF You Machines… those were my wordings for machines after watching that movie… but then I realized that “Hey Kid” that was just a typical HOLLYWOOD movie… Totally fake… No one can ever beat us neither Aliens nor those sucking Machines….. Ahhh What a relief!!!! Then after I came to a conclusion that it was just a technology used in the movie… &amp;amp; who is the damn creator (mentor) of those technologies “We Human Beings”. That hit my mind so hard … (still painful yaar). These technologies are soooo scary… even scarier than the whole saga of SCARY MOVIES (hehehehehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;But seriously talking, we are in the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century where a space oriented program is a normal one. You can count it on your finger tips that how many times we reached space in a single year. There is a flood like situation in the field of technology… yet no aid for the flood victims. You can make calls anywhere in the world &amp;amp; the easier version “chat” with your friendzzz/beloved ones wherever you are in the world even can express your feelings/thoughts while using social networking sites or indiblogging. That is called TECHNOLOGY. Whatever we do in our lives, some type of technology is always in it. You can no escape from that dude… even while writing this blog I m also using a technology… Ohhhh damn technology… just &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;piss-off&lt;/i&gt; man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Technology…. Technology…. Technology what ever it is, I am just sick of it. It is like tagline of VODAFONE “wherever you go our network follows you”. Hell yaar… I think even in HELL, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Yamraj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;too using some sort of technology… Eg: For counting number of good &amp;amp; bad souls, Giving wages to his so called workers &amp;amp; many more (etc…etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Now coming back to earth, everything we used in our life has some technology in it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So if I want to change something in it… what I have to do. I have to change the mother board of system &amp;amp; who is the Mother board???? The answer is “Human Beings”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We, as a Human have always one problem, “Problem of EGO”. Yeah that is right…. Because of that ego… we created the mass destruction weapons like Missiles, Nuclear Bomb etc…. this is what we created… that is why we called ourselves as the best machines of the World. Nevertheless, I don’t want to make it a long boring essay… I just want to say that if we HUMAN BEINGS can forget that word “EGO” from ourselves then definitely we are the best Technology of this World. Except that I don’t want to change anything in technology….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Closing on a serious note… (dunno know whether it is serious or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;“An Egoist is one who suffers from too much vitamin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;“I”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt; in his system”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;-Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-6341595088643096925?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/DMYDUgkUoHk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/6341595088643096925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=6341595088643096925" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/6341595088643096925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/6341595088643096925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/DMYDUgkUoHk/human-technology.html" title="HUMAN &quot;A Technology&quot;" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/THZGZLatUBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_Y2OFgIVxQ0/s72-c/technology_evolution.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/08/human-technology.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBR3w6eCp7ImA9WxFbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-8117245470395851014</id><published>2010-07-10T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:15:56.210+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T14:15:56.210+05:30</app:edited><title>Heated Kashmir</title><content type="html">
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kashmir&lt;/st1:place&gt;, as we all knows that this state is a place of unusual activities. On the one hand, it is suffering from the disease of Terrorism (which now spreads in whole world) &amp;amp; on the other hand, these agitations put the state into some different stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, let us talk about the role of terrorism in J&amp;amp;K. The most affected place of country, comparing to the other states more people killed in J&amp;amp;K by the activities of terrorist. This something is ridiculous. The 1/4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; part of army personals are deputed in J&amp;amp;K &amp;amp; Yes they are doing some good work against the terrorist activities. Nowadays, it seems a peace-time for J&amp;amp;K in the view of terrorist activities. I am not counting the one or two operation of terrorists in J&amp;amp;K because this becomes a regular thing at there. Somehow, our army managed to mark their presence in J&amp;amp;K, &amp;amp; brought some smile on the faces of Kashmiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TDgyh7iFkYI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2O1Dgcp8kls/s1600/kashmir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TDgyh7iFkYI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2O1Dgcp8kls/s320/kashmir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the real story begins from here…… The protest by youths in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kashmir&lt;/st1:place&gt;…..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What all this is??? Since one month its look-a-like a major revolt by the young guns of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kashmir&lt;/st1:place&gt; against the administration. Now the question arises…. Why these persons in their young age participating in these activities… There must be some answer.. Might be a hidden one…. Will the Chief Minister is going to answer that question….??? Multiple factors have contributed to the present thing (Massacre). The anger of people rises to the new limit (extreme limit) when dozen of persons killed by the bullets of CRPF’s personal. One of them in these persons was a nine-year ole little child who has nothing to do with all that…. Where was his fault??? This something is the intolerable act by our security personals. I called them our security personals because they are here for our protection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Actually, the culprit behind all these things are our so-called white-collar person’s alias our politicians. This is their duty to maintain peaceful situation in any state. The protesters are predominantly rebellious youngsters dissatisfied with the functioning of the state. Their anger tends to new height from not only the lack-luster development &amp;amp; employment, but also the failure of the political leadership to address their aspirations. Their frustrations finally come to the peak &amp;amp; represent itself in the form of solid protest. The presence of army in the valley may only help the government to control the situation at that time but what about in the future??? Sometime in future this clock revolves &amp;amp; again stuck to the time (of current situation). Hollow promises made by our politicians raged more &amp;amp; more anger in the youths. Evaluation of who breaks the peace party of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kashmir&lt;/st1:place&gt; in on the rock….. Some people are saying that centre has his hands in all this; some are saying that opposition creates that situation…. Even worse of all…. Some said that neighboring country has played some integral role in the protest…. I do not know what truth is?? But I am dead-sure about one thing that we as people of this country are no less than fools… they used us as pawns &amp;amp; actually we behaved also as pawns….. Someone has said… lets shut down whole &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;…. We stand behind him &amp;amp; reacts the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We do not even realize that how behind we will find ourselves in a situation of total shut down of a even a single minute (Bharat-Bandh)….. No we do not care all of these things… nevertheless street protests are unlikely to vanish from J&amp;amp;K, they are a little part of all democratic country (society) but they do not necessarily have to end in the death of some innocent peoples. The administration has to improve itself &amp;amp; quip itself with some modernize things. Politicians must learn to be responsive to people’s grievance. While doing all things our government has to take some honest &amp;amp; bold decision towards this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-8117245470395851014?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/A1wfDv89T00" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/8117245470395851014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=8117245470395851014" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8117245470395851014?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8117245470395851014?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/A1wfDv89T00/heated-kashmir.html" title="Heated Kashmir" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TDgyh7iFkYI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2O1Dgcp8kls/s72-c/kashmir.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/07/heated-kashmir.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUESH45cCp7ImA9WxFUEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-35373840931434089</id><published>2010-06-23T12:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:26:49.028+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-23T12:26:49.028+05:30</app:edited><title>Incredible India</title><content type="html">
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bhopal, the capital of our heart land Madhya Pradesh…….what we all people (especially Our Youth) know about Bhopal, just one thing “Bhopal Gas Tragedy”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; December 1984, that grim day approx of 5000 peoples died on the spot (Countless) &amp;amp; till now this toll squeezes to 20,000. This is our great &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;…. Where life is so cheap. An astonishing figure looks like a punch line for us. We have no regret at all…… shame on ourselves….. we elect government but we behave like a blind citizen of this country. Our constitution gives us the elite power (A Veto) to select our government &amp;amp; btw we do that thing after every 5 years. We called our country “the largest democratic country in this world.”…….. In democracy every citizen has his opinion but we don’t cash that thing…….Why?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even after revolution of IT, we have immense assets to express our views but we don’t…………. We have social networking sites…., Blogs….etc…. this simply implies how stupid we are???? &amp;amp; we don’t care an inch for our country…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently, a incident happened in the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Gulf  of Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt;…..oil spilled in that area which was owned by BP. Whether called it an accident or something else but it cost only 11 persons life (might be). I am not saying that those 11 lives are negotiable but comparing to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bhopal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; gas tragedy this simply looks micro one. One interesting thing about the incident which happened in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Gulf of Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt; is that Barack Obama (Nobel Prize winner for Peace) booked BP for this unusual thing &amp;amp; charged him to pay a sum of $20 billion. This oil spill incident would not harm peoples but it will give a shocker to our surrounding atmosphere. This replicates a lesson to our government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Government booked Union Carbide Company for the Bhopal Gas tragedy but on the other hand the then company’s CEO Warren Anderson escapes the legal action. It happens only in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Hey………. Also remember one thing that this was happened way back in 1984, 25 years have passed but no such major decision is been taken up by our government against the culprits. This simply states the symbol of our constitution that how weak we are……….. How this can became so easy to an American Man “Warren Anderson” to escape the law of our country….. This is not done yaar. It is like a mockery of our law &amp;amp; order. Is our government bends because of the pressure of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As always what our government says after incidents, “We feel very sorry for those families who suffered &amp;amp; bla-bla-bla……!!!! What the hell man…. It is not that simple. You announce a fund of some million &amp;amp; billion (Compensation) for those suffered peoples….it is like government buying those families by money….(Our life is so cheap). Our government charged or announced the compensation which has to be taken from the Union Carbide Company, a mere $470 million. If we compare this with what American’s demand over oil spill in the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Gulf of Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt;, reflects the negligence of our government. In Gulf of Mexico’s incident only 11 people died &amp;amp; they demand a sum of $20 billion from BP while in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, a total of 20,000 people died &amp;amp; only $470 million was asked to submit. Even worse than that, the accused has been charged with a low profile sentence by our courts. It is not acceptable. How we expect our country to be in the league of a developed nation. (In Future).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;PM called for a meeting of GoM &amp;amp; asked them to submit reports within 10 days. Why our government reacts always late. Why??? Why??? Why? This is a general question asked by every citizen to the government…. Why we found ourselves so weak…..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; everything seems bit different &amp;amp; hard. I personally feel that this government has some quality in it. I have very much confidence &amp;amp; belief in our constitution also. I think we should unite against this type of social decease &amp;amp; put the onus on the government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let’s pray for the victims of Bhopal Gas tragedy…….. (to get justice very soon) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-35373840931434089?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/63cvq6vo120" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/35373840931434089/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=35373840931434089" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/35373840931434089?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/35373840931434089?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/63cvq6vo120/incredible-india.html" title="Incredible India" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TCGvu12pkOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/raQM5vaM8C4/s72-c/226731.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/06/incredible-india.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYESH0yfSp7ImA9WxFUEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4548037136591573294</id><published>2010-06-20T14:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:58:29.395+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-20T14:58:29.395+05:30</app:edited><title>Invisible: Demerits of Girlfriends</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZD9jV5Am6QvJdoUlfvD09AK2e3c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZD9jV5Am6QvJdoUlfvD09AK2e3c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Restoring deals with ma Girlfriends last Sunday, it is like a win-win situation for me. As maself an alone writer &amp;amp; just like any other employee of Government institute, it’s like being on cloud 9. Past few days, after broke-up with ma Girlfriends, my schedule for days were being eating, smoking, drinking (&lt;i&gt;Na….Kake….nah… not water….its &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Vodka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;amp; one more thing (one of ma favorite) “Sleeping”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Eating junk foods, smoking hard &amp;amp; as I said above drinking vodka with soft drink (name not to be mentioned). Of-course sleeping 10-12 hrs in nights …….somewhere in days, usually in office….keeping maself busy with these activities, I feel very much comfortable. It is like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jannat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. No phone calls of ma girlfriends &amp;amp; no emotional SMS’s (actually those SMS’s were like emotional blackmailing) hahahaha…… every boyfriend is suffering from that disease…… Is she is blackmailing me or she expressed her true feelings towards me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway leave that boring topic of Boyfriend &amp;amp; Girlfriend &amp;amp; ya…. even worse of that Boyfriend, Girlfriend &amp;amp; one more Girlfriend. This seems perfect hell. A hell like situation where a Boyfriend feels himself as a puppet (not that word…… some different “Pawn”)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A Boy having two Girlfriends is like “Two Bull pulling a cart”. Just ask that cart what does he feel when two giant bull pull him very angrily. That line seems garbage….. isn’t it???? (Fully-Faltu) Raising that point of anger in girlfriends (even more velocity of anger in them)…. They fired multiple questions (even you arrived right on-time) &amp;amp; even worse they do not give any option to answer those questions…… (How can an engineer qualify???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No1 Why you come late???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No2 Where was you from past 3 days???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No3 Why your phone every time seems busy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No4 Where is your bike???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No5 Why you hadn’t shaved today….this is not Saturday!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q No6 Why you always wear pink shirt????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These all questions were fired by ma second Girlfriend…. In first attempt 6 questions back-to-back (Even Rapid fire wound of Coffee with Karan looks better than this…..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After answering those bully type questions…it’s shopping round…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ist Shop:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ma GF: Room freshener is not upto the mark…. This is not seductive…. How can other person will get the taste of mine…… Baby lets go to another shop!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maself: Ok babe……. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;IInd Shop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ma GF: hey shopkeeper is looking so ugly….even more than you (pointing towards me)…… (&lt;i&gt;Saala jo shopping karwa raha hai usi ki wat laga rahi hai)&lt;/i&gt;… Jannu plz next one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maself: Again a small Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;IIrd Shop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ma GF: hmm…. This one looks better….. few minutes late she asked ….hey why are you staring at these shop-girls… Is they looked better than me???? (with angrily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maself: No jaanu….. I was just looking for a girl….. she knows me very well. (before completing the sentence, ma GF interrupted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ma GF: How she knows you very well &amp;amp; what do you mean by that word “very well”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maself: Oh….baby!!!!! She was just like any other ordinary girl…..&lt;i&gt;”Tum bhi na”&lt;/i&gt;…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Actually I was looking for that girl for one reason……She saw me just an hour before with a girl…… not this one yaar….another one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thanked God &amp;amp; said &lt;i&gt;“Bal-bal bach gaye”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;IVth Shop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ma GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This was very much costly yar &amp;amp; you having salary of only 15,000 Rs…… how can you afford baby….. &lt;i&gt;(Saala face pe tamacha……minute-2 pe baijatti)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maself: hmm…. (Looking here &amp;amp; there, facing downwards)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then this scenario continues with one shop to another……..&amp;amp; goes on!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally the streak ends on a shop….. Which shop???? &lt;b&gt;“Of Undergarments”&lt;/b&gt;……what a F@#% man…… I was totally black-out….blanked…. she purchased some stuff from there……( I think that was whole-sale shop for those stuffs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whatever…. (1500 Rs. Chocked at that day….)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh…my God this type of girl &amp;amp; my girlfriend…. How would this talent escaped from me!!!!! That really stuck me at once &amp;amp; I managed a big escape yaar…. A bull-eye experience happened to me……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had forgotten to introduce you all with ma girlfriend…… &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“abe sab tum logon ko bata dunga to personal kya reh jyega……” &lt;/i&gt;Forget that, I am not going to publish my experience with my first girlfriend…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But nowadays tables turn opposite to me…..Break-up with both of them…..&amp;amp; finally I can give some effort towards my studies……. Which study!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Study of Flirting…… Books which I read these days are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;“Ladki ko kaise patayen”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;“Ladki fasane ke 10 quicj tareeke”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;“First date with GF”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;“Patni prapt karne ke 25 sutra” &lt;/span&gt;etc…….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-1694207801812381551?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/FPmtghYnHL8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://indiblogger.in" title="Demerits of Girlfriends" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/1694207801812381551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=1694207801812381551" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/1694207801812381551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/1694207801812381551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/FPmtghYnHL8/demerits-of-girlfriends.html" title="Demerits of Girlfriends" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/06/demerits-of-girlfriends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQERXg8eip7ImA9WxFVE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4803405384017639049</id><published>2010-06-12T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:01:44.672+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-12T12:01:44.672+05:30</app:edited><title>Invisible: My Silent Movie</title><content type="html">
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Standing alone in the wedding of ma cousin sister, which was held in Kanpur recently, I found maself just like a stupid person. Stupidity of maself tends to the height of the sky. This was simply ridicule. Let me take to you in flashback. It was a scenario of “Tilak ceremony”. Arrangements were very outstanding. We entered in the house….suddenly everybody awakened as all were saying only one thing….. “Aare ladke wale aa gaye hain bhai….” All got activated like a SIM card of a mobile phone. Battery seems fully charged. Then I saw a young beautiful girl walked down from stairs. Waiters started bringing some stuff. I do not know what those things are as I am busy in seeing that girl only. She was simply stunning, wearing pink suit. I was amazed yaar……….in my whole life (still running) I didn’t saw that type of girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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Getting back to her dressing senses, she was wearing pink suit…..hairs covering little portion of her face &amp;amp; an optical on her eyes….(best suits her)…….. One best part of it was that she has done No make-up….. even with out make-up she was looking gorgeous yaar…… I was totally flat…..&lt;br /&gt;
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Then after some time our eyes got some contact. It’s like a…scene of Bollywood Movie……..everything stopped at once. I am living in a dream where a song started…which song…….mmmmm…. ya this one…”Suraj hua madham chand dhalne laga, aasma ye hai q pighalne laga…. Kya ye mera pehla-pehla pyar hai”. Suddenly my phone rang…..Oh Shit man…. Entry of a villain….. it was the call of my bhateeja . I thought “Kamine ko bhi issi waqt phone karma tha”. I use Kamina word because he is a big fan of Shahid Kapoor &amp;amp; last year a film “Kaminey” released….. &amp;amp; banged the Box office...(Actually first hit movie of Shahid Kapoor). Luckily, I am having a Chinese phone which you all normally know that battery of these phones are very much below standard &amp;amp; what a coincidence it shows only one brick in that battery meter. So just after 5 minutes of talks it bumped-off ……(switched-off)…..sign of relief. Its is not like that ki I have only one battery, one spare one also but never tried to use that because I don’t anybody to disturb me again. Somehow, that evening passes away seeing each other’s eyes only. Nevertheless, yah…this was the most interesting evening of ma life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next day begins with new expectations. That dream again featured in the corresponding night. I was totally plunged in that dream. Now here comes the D-Day……the Wedding Day. The day gone past very quickly just like a flick of a finger. Preparations to attend wedding ceremony were almost completed. However, it took 2-3 hours for women’s to prepare for any wedding. I got very exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally after facing tuff challenges we arrived at the wedding place….. What I saw there, that same girl but this time in “Lehngha”, a traditional dress for girls in wedding type ceremony. Looked more gorgeous than ever before. Fact is that I saw him only a second time but it looks like that we know each other since our childhood. Again, ma eyes struck on her eyes…..it always got hanged. I was pretending to maself that dude…..she is been made for you. Her blue blistering eyes made me mad…. She is behaving like a slow poison, if you got addicted to it your life will gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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After having dinner (not maself) because I just lost in him &amp;amp; forgotten to eat dinner. Now the film starts…….Staring each other. Film started at 11’o clock &amp;amp; ran up to 7’o clock. Whole night we just stared at each other. It looks like a full-length movie especially a mute picture (of 1930’s) but not in Black &amp;amp; White. It was the first movie of 21st century, released as muted version. No dialogue, no songs only background music (heard only by me) &amp;amp; only two artists.&lt;br /&gt;
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After being involved in such a movie like that First thing, I learnt that acting is not that tuff. You have to do nothing……. Camera rolling just plays your part…..&amp;amp; became a prominent actor in one night…… (No casting-couch…..hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;
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Two nights &amp;amp; one full day I spent with her but we do only one thing, staring at each other…… (Bull shit). I just missed the chance to propose her &amp;amp; she missed even bigger than mine did. In the end we separated…..No talk….No walk…..Faisala (Result) on the wedding spot…… SEPERATION&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A boy containing age of 15 does not even know about SEX (in the early 90’s) but nowadays it is just a fictitious thing to say that a young boy of age 15 would not know about SEX. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;SEX is a word of English alphabet contains only three letters “S”, “E” &amp;amp; “X”. This is not only about those three words it is about life. Nevertheless, I am not going to tell u about life it &amp;amp; I am not going to describe Sex in this blog. This is a simple story of a boy whose life is all about doing stupid things, creating ruckus into others work. He is just equal to ZERO. However, even a zero can create a big difference if we put that Zero behind a finite number. It always increases gravity of that thing if we put one more zero behind that. Even the highest printed Note (A Rupee) of our country Rs 1000 is a dumb thing if we strip off all Zeros from that. It decreases to Rupee 1. What you think that you can buy any stuff from that One Rupee Note……(Fused…Hahahaha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Generally a Zero is a zero……(Nothing…..DX) in simple language. Its identity is nothing. Let me tell you about the discovery of Zero but why I tell you that….. Because as we all know, Zero is discovered in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, a country where all basic (not basic but primary) things have been discovered whether a Culture or Wrestling. Actually many other things also been discovered in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; but that list is very long &amp;amp; I do not want to waste my time in counting those things. We Indians discovered many things but did not have the guts to sustain those things in our own country (In fact our culture also). Summarizing above fact that we as a people of our country has not even support our culture yar (Damm F@#%). We always trying to behave as a follower of Western society rather than giving new dimensions to our culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our country has a population of more than 1 billion, securing the second highest position in the world. We did not want to follow our own culture. This is simply ridiculous…… hey do not take it in another way…… I am not criticizing peoples of our country. I am just trying to say that our culture is best among others. So whey we follow others when we have our own. Lots of rubbish I talked above, now getting back to the point………..ZERO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love this digit very much because you can do anything with him. As being treated as negligible you cannot expect anything from a ZERO but rather criticizing a ZERO just think about the merits of it. Main feature alias “the deadliest thing” about ZERO is that If we divide any finite number with ZERO…..what happened……Bang On……..It hangs your all formulas, all calculators. This tends to infinite. Hey Have you know what infinite means……..No…..I tell you what this means…..It means DEAD………No life……..totally blank. This is the main feature of ZERO. Have you ever heard about a silent killing digit? I think now I do not have to give that answer. A ZERO is just like the villains of our B’wood movies….. (Gabbar of Sholey, Mugambo of Mr. India etc…etc…). I think all engineering students are going to be satisfied with my views…..not only Engg. students but all those persons who love Mathematics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Therefore, next time if you found a ZERO does not ignore him. If you ignored that, ZERO it is going to Kill you. Alone digit in Mathematics whose identity is nothing but can be as dangerous as a Nuclear Bomb. Treat ZERO with love otherwise its going to cost you a lot. ZERO is the most destructive digit in this universe. It is not just a number it is a lethal weapon….. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A tribute to ZERO………&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-8255246569264939060?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/oS3EfWl1aU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/8255246569264939060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=8255246569264939060" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8255246569264939060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/8255246569264939060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/oS3EfWl1aU4/lethal-weapon-zero.html" title="LETHAL WEAPON &quot;ZERO&quot;" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TBHNNSh3V-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/IWZQ7HmkdIQ/s72-c/Zero_Skateboards_Skull_Logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/06/lethal-weapon-zero.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAEQn0zeip7ImA9WxFVEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4593953836802870279</id><published>2010-06-10T11:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:15:03.382+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-10T11:15:03.382+05:30</app:edited><title>The RED CORRIDOR</title><content type="html">
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In 1967, farmers took weapons against landowners. This movement spread in the state like a fire in the forest. All think tanks &amp;amp; prudent peoples left their homes &amp;amp; institutes to join this revolution. This is not like any other movement of army (same as happened in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangladesh&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;). It is a simple case of exploitation of farmers, of lower community groups. 20 years after &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Independence&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, our farmers were not getting what they want (mainly necessities). As land-owners were behaving like absorbent, exploiting farmers &amp;amp; lower community peoples etc…….. This movement reflects as a big revolution for them as in general language we called it &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Shashtra Kranti”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Where this type of revolution comes from? This is a big question. It was not mere a revolution or a movement of Maoists, this was purely against administration. They learn lessons from the revolution in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; of communist party which was been influenced by the views of Marxists, Leninists &amp;amp; Maotsy Tung. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Naxal movements arise in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;West Bengal&lt;/st1:place&gt; but aftermath has evaporated. The main reason behind this that there was not enough forest lands so that planning &amp;amp; training of Maoists cannot perform. Therefore, they choose neighboring states like Andhra Pradesh, Orissa, Chattisgarh, Jharkhand etc. Nowadays these Maoists have better equipments &amp;amp; a good intelligence network. A report published by RAW (Research &amp;amp; Analysis Wing) is that 40% areas are been badly affected by Naxals &amp;amp; in present 20,000 Maoists are in motion.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;In its early days, it has been given a total negligence by the government. If at that time our government gives them basic facilities, then neither this type of situation arises nor has administration to do lot of work behind this. Now these days government is facing tuff challenges against Maoists. A revolution which is been named as a simple farmer movement flipped the side &amp;amp; nominated himself as a biggest terrorist threat to our country. Even PM is issuing a statement that Naxal movement is a biggest threat to our integrity. It reflects a grim face of our country; I used grim word because for this movement somehow “our government is responsible.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Poverty, discrimination &amp;amp; unemployment are the main causes behind this revolution. Government did not given better things to tribunals. It has always been like a living hell for them. What they do…… revolution is the only option for them. Recently in news, Maoists back-to-back blown off a bus carrying civilians &amp;amp; killed 75 CPRF personals. What was all that???? This does not belong to a group of farmer movement’s activity. It is look-a-like a terrorist activity. Our ministers are saying so much but do nothing. Home Ministry said that he is going to use Air force against Maoist but I think it is going to give adverse effect. That is not the right method as in forest civilians also live. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;To minimize the effect of Maoists, Government has to be deterrent, use some lethal tactics. There has to be some strategy towards Maoists. Just like AP, where Maoists are now NIL. Other states have to improve the technology what they use against them. I think “Infrastructure” has a better solution for this heinous movement. If government built roads, offices, sanitation etc then it gives better opportunity to those peoples who are unemployed &amp;amp; wanna to join mainline stream. It is not an unmovable task but Yes a difficult task for Government. Government has to build some new strategies towards growing poverty, unemployment etc. It is not like a crash-course, which is going to be completed in 2-3 months. Government has to give its best out of it, some hard work, and dedication towards this &amp;amp; if this all happens in one move………….. “NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE”.&lt;/p&gt;
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Young means not the age of 10 it means when you know the meaning of SEX (usually that age is for those boys who are living in sub-urban areas because in metro cities children containing age of 5 very well knows about SEX).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First I want to tell you about Cigarette, the most promising substance on earth. Normally children are having a tendency to act as a smoker in winter season. Some from those converts themselves to a chain-smoker in real life. First one not the bad habit but converting it into real life affect your life so hard. But don’t to worry about that it’s just a thing (to smoke). Even after the experience of life I can say these lines very fine that Falling in love with a cigarette is far better than falling in love with a girl. You suffer a lot while in love with someone but a cigarette gives u lot of relief. (Ohhh…. What a relief yaar). Even it is also proved by Scientists that After SEX smoke gives you a soothing relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We all know that smoking is injurious to health for those who smokes &amp;amp; for non-smokers also. After knowing all this (Actually rubbish for smokers) we smoke often even 10 cigarettes a day). Most Probably 65% People of whole world indulge in smoking/drugs like activities. I am also one of these peoples &amp;amp; I am rather enjoying it very much. Ya I know the demerits of smoking but rather than counting its demerit we have to better understand that why people smoke. Its not just about smoking it is about those people who are attached with the manufacturing of cigarette. We can’t fire them at all…………. It is for their employment yar….. If we don’t smoke how can they put their family &amp;amp; how they give basic necessities to their family? We can’t do this man…… it really hurts man….. We don’t want to see again millions of persons crying for the job….. As being responsible citizen of our country I don’t want my country again on the path of Global Slowdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   By the way majority is with us because as I said earlier that 65% people are in the activity of smoking, so why we just bother for those 35%. I have a simple solution for those persons just convert them to smokers. (Hahahaha……). Smoking cures all your pain, gives you lots of relief &amp;amp; also gives you power to understand life. Who says Smoking doesn’t have merits it has many merits. A source of wide income for our Government, they cost lots of tax via this. (Fucked ass hole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this blog I was in immense pain............. I tell you why as I wasted my lovely 2 hours for writing the blog &amp;amp; the main reason for my pain is that I missed my 2 cigarettes. (Damm Fuck man) Well I think 1 Cig/Hr is good for health. Don't take is seriously yar....... I am just kidding!!!!!!!! It really hurts you so while smoking just smoke with care....... who knows "Kal Ho Na Ho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I, usually smoke with ma friend.... Ma friend (Office Frnd) usually doesn't smoke but I made him a Chain-smoker..... (Log thik hi kehte hain Sangat ka asar hai). Peoples who says these thing actually said this for ma friend. They think that ma friend is "Harami" but they won't see the other portion of the picture. Actually I made him Chain-smoker........ (Fully-Fucked...hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is life....... People just see what you wants to show them...... (Clean-Sweep for me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough for the insanity of maself...... I am What I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is for all those Rascals who are Chain-Smoker......&lt;br /&gt;Keep Smoking &amp;amp;  in the last "Fuck Off Smoking"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-627773445169836803?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/YfjlgHC7uAc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/627773445169836803/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=627773445169836803" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/627773445169836803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/627773445169836803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/YfjlgHC7uAc/smoking-is-life.html" title="Smoking is LIFE" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WpyIsF01tzs/TATN78kVHWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Lno8unSt5Qc/s72-c/quit-smoking-for-good4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/06/smoking-is-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUBRng7eyp7ImA9WxFUEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-3549890371483022009</id><published>2010-05-22T12:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-23T09:40:57.603+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-23T09:40:57.603+05:30</app:edited><title>Destiny Loser</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7UV2p5jk9koVcRJhc2zATN12iRY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7UV2p5jk9koVcRJhc2zATN12iRY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Story of 1 of ma frnd…&lt;br /&gt;
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We as a person don’t even know that life is going to be so tough for us. It is a story of three boys whose companionship defines the status that How much “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kamina&lt;/span&gt;” we are. I use that word often times because this best suits us. We as a friend make every thing perfect but as individual person, we are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
Last year a picture released named “3 idiots”. Ruled Box office &amp;amp; still ruling, actually “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is movie ne Bollywood ki pichle sabhi movies ki le li&lt;/span&gt;”. That film touched many persons heart &amp;amp; opens eyes of Government in the aspect of education. People started living in 3 idiots as Ranchod Das Chanchad. We started saying that “Aal Izz Well” but we don’t even know ki Aal Izz always NOT Well.&lt;br /&gt;
First I would like to acknowledge an idiot Girish alias Yodhistir. He is a man of himself, completely isolated from others. Matter of fact is this that he is not different from others but destiny makes him a different person. People are having Sathe-Sati of Shani but he makes it permanent for him. Actually his favorite God is SHANI DEV………. (God Bless him). The most damaged person in this world can’t make bigger than this.&lt;br /&gt;
He is a true fighter with destiny, always loses. Whenever he fights with destiny always break some part of his body. Recently he recovered from a fatal accident in which he broken his left hand. Likewise in the past he broke his right leg. Interesting part in both accidents is that the person sitting behind got no injury (clean sweep). First accident occurred with Manish alias Manu (A Stranger) &amp;amp; second with me (Mr. Invisible). Many other mishaps were also occurred with him but above both accidents were fatal in comparison with others.&lt;br /&gt;
Getting personal with him, I just want to inform you that he is a big fan of Movies specially 26. He doesn’t smoke, drink &amp;amp; any other rubbish things except watching 26. “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saala  wo wali movie dekhne ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta hai.&lt;/span&gt;”  One good thing about him is that he is a very good cook. He know all dishes except non-veg which we love the most. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dost hamara hai lekin hamri pasandida cheeje banana aata hi nai hai. L@#% hai ekdum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway i must say that He is our best friend...... very caring, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dar Ma@#%-c@#%&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ekdum L@#%&lt;/span&gt;", Chain-watcher of 26. Struggling for job &amp;amp; trying hard &amp;amp; I am sure he would get that thing what he want!!!!!!!!! Never fall in love with anyone (I think interested in Male persons)&lt;br /&gt;
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Love u Yodhistir....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-3549890371483022009?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/nwOkzwsD4ZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/3549890371483022009/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=3549890371483022009" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3549890371483022009?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/3549890371483022009?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/nwOkzwsD4ZQ/story-of-1-of-ma-frnd-we-as-person-dont.html" title="Destiny Loser" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-1-of-ma-frnd-we-as-person-dont.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQHQXg4eSp7ImA9WxFXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-800700263526251514</id><published>2010-05-20T10:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:58:50.631+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-20T10:58:50.631+05:30</app:edited><title>My Angel</title><content type="html">
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Someone has said very fine lines that two opposite genders could never became friends means if you find a girl who is your best friend can’t became your friend either she is going to your better half or its going to be your uncompleted love story. But in ma life I found a very sweet little angel who became ma friend actually among my best frndz. It is not the first time that I have a female friend (that is different that none one them know each other because I maintain a long difference between each of them). “One Women man at a time.” That’s ma favorite tag-line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;She is different from others. She is complete package of whatever we called in life “good things”. Actually in life she suffered a lot, always fighting with life &amp;amp; always victorious (every time she sets a new record). Undisputed champion of life “An Ultimate Warrior” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;I dedicate this short story to ma that friend who shared ma all good &amp;amp; bad things, always standing behind me whenever I want him (with a stick also). She is a perfect doll just a sweet heart to me, very true, kind-hearted &amp;amp; always ready to help others even those whom she didn’t know personally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Getting back to the point, she is very emotional also even sometimes I got irritated. Suffering from dehydration…………. I tell you why as being a emotional person, you always found some drops of water flowing down from her eyes. In her office you can see a river flowing beside him…… one very important factor of her is that anger is always on her nose that’s why her nose is always red. If you found yourself in front of him then it is dam sure that you have to meet an orthopedic in the evening. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Apart from all those qualities she is a true friend, sophisticated, always stand by on what she wants in her life, just loves her family more than anything, very talented girl. I called him “Meaow” because of the innocence she have in herself. Hey have u seen a cute little kitten she is just same as that, gives you always happiness &amp;amp; takes all sorrows of your life. In our school days I used to pull her plaits (look-alike &lt;i style=""&gt;Poonch of Gai&lt;/i&gt;) that time I didn’t understand that in future we are going to share a strong on-hold relationship which will never going to be broken. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;But yup I have to accept that we grown up a-lot. I admire him a-lot because she always reminds me that struggle is a part of life, destiny has to play its role in life…… its on you that how you deal life in your own way……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;Wish you a very happy life…..dear!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-800700263526251514?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/jf1FG__7TI4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/800700263526251514/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=800700263526251514" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/800700263526251514?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/800700263526251514?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/jf1FG__7TI4/my-angel.html" title="My Angel" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-angel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANQXw7fCp7ImA9WxFSEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-2806070510759782833</id><published>2010-04-13T15:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:03:10.204+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-13T16:03:10.204+05:30</app:edited><title>Truth behind Job</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uBzfd0bsacGa4KwIWBagvkokrJ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uBzfd0bsacGa4KwIWBagvkokrJ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As a employee of Railway, i don't have any right to publish anything rubbish about railway (Someone has said "Work is Worship"). i know that my colleagues are enjoying their job but if u ask my opinion i would have only word for it "rubbish". Ya its true....u can compare it with other jobs. Of the first day in my office i faced revolutionary things...... Politics, Politics &amp;amp; only Politics.... these three words are most important words in this job..... if any one want definition about Politics just contact any railway employee.... These persons had done Ph.D in Politics or u can say hightest qualification of any stream. Indian Railway what else i can say its name defines the country. One person name not has to be mention is Mr. Hitler of Lucknow Control. Mr. Hitler who is inch closer to contain age of 60 is doing some rapid action, which usually a person near 60 can't done. But one +ve thing about that person that he has some extra energy from where that energy comes even he don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Continue...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-2806070510759782833?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/NB15OK-c4as" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/2806070510759782833/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=2806070510759782833" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/2806070510759782833?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/2806070510759782833?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/NB15OK-c4as/truth-behind-job.html" title="Truth behind Job" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth-behind-job.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QHRXg7fyp7ImA9WxFWEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7466735602096484958.post-4327771488531766630</id><published>2010-04-13T11:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:52:14.607+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-30T14:52:14.607+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uGg4gs1hGCWWKLsN0jiQ1X0iKSU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uGg4gs1hGCWWKLsN0jiQ1X0iKSU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Life is complicated... somewhere in our little heart we know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ki Hamari aukat kya ha&lt;/span&gt;i but because we are INDIANS &amp;amp; we Indians are emotional persons.... (Every Indian Must be agree with me.... Kyun?????).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Invisible&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7466735602096484958-4327771488531766630?l=strangerdx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~4/bIbAG1eB91s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/feeds/4327771488531766630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7466735602096484958&amp;postID=4327771488531766630" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/4327771488531766630?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7466735602096484958/posts/default/4327771488531766630?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/TxhaH/~3/bIbAG1eB91s/life-is-complicated.html" title="" /><author><name>Stranger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833898490267858702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsUa5PXTt4I/Tg2FAHP_naI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NkTz8oBU8FA/s220/184754_1595153640531_1286645473_31280239_4110379_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://strangerdx.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-complicated.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

