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source : the natural musician&lt;br /&gt;
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Finding one's talents, a person's natural calling, is no simple task, but it is one in which the science of psychology can and should help.&lt;br /&gt;
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When Lewis Terman, an American pychologist compared people with 'exceptionally high' IQs against people with merely 'high' IQs, he found that both the former and the latter came out on similar rungs of the social ladder: all of them were successful businessmen, respected political figures, well-known physicians, and so on- but not one of them had become an outstanding poet, an actor beloved of the public, a famous scholar, or inventor. Beyond this, among the values most esteemed in life by the high-IQ subjects were things wholly unanticipated by Terman. Disdaining the joy of creativity and ignoring professional accomplishments , the high and highest IQ people held that the principal things of value in their lives were their families, friends,social responsibilities, and relationships with other people- precisely those things which true talents are ready to sacrifice for the sake of their discoveries and creative successes.It was not their lot to become the great showcase of human genius, nor did their labors serve as the source of study and imitation for generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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Neverthleass people are not in a hurry to part with the notion of IQ forever: the idea of leaving someone alone for an hour with a pencil and paper and then being able to predict what can be expected of him in the future is simply too enticing. Despite the doubts of the scientific community as to the efficacy of IQ testing, the use of this instrument continues to this day - not to discover tomorrow's Einsteins, but to identify promising candidates for clerical and middle-management positions, a task for which IQ assessment is, if not a panacea, at least a reasonably reliable instrument.&lt;br /&gt;
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The mysterious ability of the mind and soul to rise above reproduction of the old to the introduction of something heretofore unknown was give the name 'creativity'.&lt;br /&gt;
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'What should I be?' what exactly will my high intellect and creative possibilities do for me that others cannot match? should i be a poet, an attorney, an artist or an athlete? To which psychologists could only nod approvingly as they shrugged their shoulders. Yet society wanted answers to such questions, and the earlier in a subject's life the better, in childhood if possible, or at least by the early teenage years. Without possessiong abilities and intelligence it would be impossible to make a genuine breakthrough in one's field: man without abilities is incapable of assimilating that which has been achieved by his predecessors : he cannot speak the language, as it were, of the realm in which he wants to distinguish himself. But the fortunate possessor of abilities still cannot progress beyond imitation and successful assimilation of the known. Countless epigones in the world of art, people whose abilites are undeniable, find that these abilities alone are insufficient for independent artistic creation. To produce something significant and lasting, there remains a further necessity : talent, the most mysterious concept in the psychology of giftedness, whose nature scholars and&lt;br /&gt;
scientiests have been attempting to fathom for untold generations.&lt;br /&gt;
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To take the moon from the sky- and such are the strivings of the talented, often extending beyond the bounds of the possible - is something that may be pursued if and only if one is consumed by an insane idea of this type and approaches its realization with maniacal dedication. Without this kind of unusually high motivation or string&amp;nbsp;toward a goal nothing is ever accomplished in any difficult enterprise. so it would seem that the two components&amp;nbsp;comprising the structure of talent in the schema- abilities plus giftedness - so far are not in themselves enough. The first of them would be the nearest to intelligence as mental adaptation mechanism and the second would be the nearest to creativity as productive and innovative potential. To complete the picture a third, motivation&amp;nbsp;component is required.This third element plays the role of the emotional fuel by which man propels himself toward a goal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Teplov, a Russian psychologist who worked in the area of ability and giftedness, said that a talent may have its weaker and stronger sides: e.g. pianist A may be talented in one way - his play is lyrical, refined and sensitive, yet he cannot play three octaves in a row without missing a note- while pianist B shows talent of a quite different&amp;nbsp;sort, with play that is thunderous, agile and technically masterful yet never moves the listener, never touches the&amp;nbsp;heart. The pianists are both talented, but differently. While the example is arguably imperfect, it is in any case certain that pianists A and B themselves get to decide whether they can live with their deficiencies or go looking for work in some other profession. If pianist A thinks that the public will sigh and get along without the technical mastery and pianist B concludes that deep musicality is not really necessary for a master of fleet, high decibel playing, then both may be termed adherents of the so called 'additive model' of talent. This means that not only switching the position of the elements but losing some of them altogether does not, in essesnce, change the sum total: the presence of certain of the elements in some way or another excuses, replaces and softens the&amp;nbsp;absense of others.'Distored' talents are, neverthless, still talents.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dean Simonton proposed another model, one which was less forgiving toward pretenders to the ranks of the talented. If, for example, a talented pilot reads instruments wonderfully,enjoys excellent health, has good balance, a fine sense of spatial orientation in general and mid-air orientation in particular, and yet has a slow&lt;br /&gt;
reaction time, then this sole failing may negate all his wonderous virtues: in an emergency in the air, the&lt;br /&gt;
absence of one of the components of talent, in this case quick reactions, may prove fatal. This talent model is called 'multiplicative', meaning that if even one necessary component of talent in fact amounts to zero, then all other attendant qualities, when multiplied by it, inevitably lose all their value- the entire talent structure zeros&lt;br /&gt;
out, leaving neither trace nor hope behind it. More scruplulous inspection, however, reaveals that Simonton's&lt;br /&gt;
conclusions are not actually fatal. It may be that the majority of people do not possess actual talent; yet even in whose creative professions which are closest to natural giftedness, one hears the opinion that any&lt;br /&gt;
creative field needs not only geniuses, but simply able people as well.Talent is a combination of abilities, creative potential plus motivation, and yet it is not a critical component of success in a give profession.&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the fact that talent is a multi-component phenomenon, the components are not all of equal importance, there has to be presence of a certain 'core ability'. Some components have to be present in utter completeness, in their 100 percent essence-while for others it is entirely satisfactory if their presense is marked but a modest degree above zero. if core abilities are not shining brightly, compensatory mechanisms may only provide a very&lt;br /&gt;
average level of this activity's success. Least autonomous in the structure of talent is the emotional part, the&lt;br /&gt;
motivational component. It has been noted that the desire to give oneself over completely to one's chosen&lt;br /&gt;
undertaking - understood as an absolutely selfless feeling, unconnected with a striving for glory or personal enrichment -is proportionate to the creative component of one's talent. Exceptional genuises cannot be dragged away from their essential business even when thunder booms and lightening flashes around them. Marginally less imposing talents can sometimes be bothered by the trivia of life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Only those people who wish to conquer the world and look onto the rest of the humanity from TV screens and newspaper photos will do a good job for themselves if they think twice whether they really have enough natural gifts and perseverance to make their dreams true.&lt;br /&gt;
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Summary:&lt;br /&gt;
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1.There is no such thing as general ability. There are specific abilities which define a person's predisposition toward a certain kind or kinds of activity.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.Abilities are not the same as talents neither does talent arise from abilities. Abilities won't lead to discovery or invention but merely facilitate assimilation and training.&lt;br /&gt;
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3.Talent is the result of inborn factors and cannot be derived just by disciplining yourself into practising more number of hours although hard work is necessary to bring talent to its full blossom. Thus talent will not depend on qualified training by teacher or mentor, support of family or lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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4.Talent components, if inherited, are inherited from various members of a family including distant ancestors and indirect relatives.&lt;br /&gt;
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5.Special abilities demand special testing procedures: success in such testing cannot be dependent on the age or experience of those being assessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-7131676348882083128?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/MWQo43qrQrA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/MWQo43qrQrA/what-are-your-talents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-are-your-talents.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-6191974458034888319</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-07T19:50:10.439+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">INSPIRATION</category><title>doubts about the Law Of Attaraction(LOA)</title><description>by krunal,&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you believe in the law of attraction(LOA)? I do, but it will take a long time for me to fully understand it.&lt;br /&gt;
I always have had some doubts about LOA, but the following two are the most important ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. does daydreaming help you materialize reality?&lt;br /&gt;
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well, they say there's a difference between daydreaming and visualization, when they refer to LOA, they mostly use the  term visualization and not daydreaming. Over the years, i always thought that they are the same, and that's what kept me doubting LOA. if daydreaming would be the same as visualization then many of us would menifest almost everything just by daydreaming about it. Sexual stimulation (more precisely masturbation)wor hypnotherapy both involve all the techniques that the LOA asks you to involve in visualization-you imagine that you have already got what you want, you &lt;br /&gt;
imagine it as real,happening here and right now, and you let your emotions get involved in it which is essential as we attract things&lt;br /&gt;
based on the vibrational frequency of our emotions (thoughts don't have vibrations, they are rather sources that induce the vibration of emotions). But if this was true, many people would be menifesting sex just by daydreaming it this way- which billions of people do everyday and still many people stay sex-starved. And that led me to question the LOA and understand the difference between daydreaming and visualization.&lt;br /&gt;
The difference between the two is that in daydreaming you imagine an outcome that is too good for you, in other words you imagine it in a way that make you  undeserving of it, so this feeling of undeservingness blended with desiring a too-good outcome gets you emotionally high, you feel excited and ecstatic about it, it gets you emotionally high and then you build up an illusiory belief that you are on the right path of attracting it into your life according the LOA.on the other hand, in visualization you might be (and you definitely can) imagining a situation&lt;br /&gt;
that's too good for you but you during the visualization process you make it feel completely normal to you. suppose you dont make more than $ 60k a year, and your goal is to ear $ 1 million.now if your imagination involves you being a millionaire and obsessing over money, indulging over public attention or luxurious hotels then you are daydreaming about your goal because you are still imagining these things from being your current self who would react to such situations exactly the way you are imagining so even if you are feeling all the emotions and making it feel real to you, eventually the intention that you are putting out is of undeservingness because you think that all of that is too good for you. But let's have the same context but use the method of visualization-now you imagine yourself being a billionaire who really acts like a billionaire,i.e. who doesn't obsesses over the money, who considers the public attention,criticism,luxury  a normal part of life and even takes it for granted because that's exactly what the billionaire around you act like (actually they are not acting, that just becomes a normal part of them). But visualization be better done in a progressive way by keeping mind's pragmatic approach in check- what i mean to say is that you should visualize something which is in a way achievable from your current reality &lt;br /&gt;
in a pragmatic timeframe but at the same time it should be unachievable enough to provide a challenge that would motivate you. If you make a quantum leap while visualizing, you mind will get in the way and it will tell apart even the slightest differences that you would feel which will get menifested in the same told-apart manner, you would feel pulled on both the sides which would delay your menifestation and may be meanwhile you would loose faith and start calling it a crap. But again one important question is that how do you know what you would normally feel like once you achieve your goal? Now you might have some vague idea about it but you need a precise one because vague ideas only will menifest vague results. well, one way (and the best one though) is to find out people around you who have already achieved what you want to achieve and go directly interact with these people, get to know their secrets if you can-the whole idea behind is to pick up their vibe and upload it into your persona (it's about emulating not imitating). But may be your social surrounding or social status doesn't allow meeting such people-what if you are an average person wanting to become an actor,astronaut,president, it's nearly impossible to meet such people on a regular basis- you might just get one handshake in your whole lifetime (that too,if you get lucky). in such case, the best you can do is to find the sources that will help you get the vibe-fortunately such sources aren't that difficult to find. You can find the books written by them, you can pick them up on their tv shows,attend their speeches (but these things still won't have an effect of a one-on-one conversation). The advantage of this is that you can learn from their mistakes. But what if you want to be something which hasn't been achieved by anyone that you know of. Then you will really have to find your own path and depend on you own trial-and-error method but in &lt;br /&gt;
the end it will all be worth it. You will be one of your kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.unexpected results&lt;br /&gt;
How many times you have heard someone saying on a TV interview 'i never thought i would be an actor/singer/ceo/writer/famous/model but one day&lt;br /&gt;
i just did this/that(something specific) and here i am today'. Now you see all these people who achieve some of the most desirable goals of the world,&lt;br /&gt;
which according to their theory, they just menifested by accident. How could someone become a singer,actor,ceo,innovator just by an accident?&lt;br /&gt;
It's pretty much like saying that you went for an evening walk one common wednesday and found yourself at the top of the mount Everest.Does it &lt;br /&gt;
mean that they never intended that? well, one basic concept worth understanding is about distinguishing primary intention and secondary intention. Suppose you want to be a sportman/sportswoman and you have a role model for that too. Your role model is an internationally famous sportsman/woman, crazy rich, travelling across the world, endorsing expensive brands, getting free passes to fashion shows,being invited to movie premieres, having crazy fan following websites and forums over the internet, attending page-3 parties, showing up on tv-talk oprahs. Now you might compare your life and your role model's and you may find that you have none of the things your role model has-none, zip. Each and every one of those mentioned things seems like a remote possibility for you, you feel like you could spend your whole goddamn life following one of them as a goal and barely achieve it. But does it mean that your role model intended each and every one of those things seperately and achieved them? Actually your role model intended for one thing only but that one thing was so big enough that when it menifested, it menifested so many other things as side-effect menifestation. In our specific example your role model put out the intention to become a sportman/sportwoman but that intention was so big that it menifested all those other things mentioned above. So the question you should ask yourself (which you most likely will) is this- is your primary intention powerful enough that it could menifest other things which you could want as secondary intention.? But again you cannot fool the universe here, what i mean to say is that if your mind is absorbed in all those secondary intention's outcomes, you cannot fool your universe into believing that you want your primary &lt;br /&gt;
intention as primary intention only whereas you make yourself want the primary intention so that you could achieve all those secondary intention outcomes,because those secondary intention outcomes (side effect outcomes) are actually primary to you. We see all those actor-wannabe who end up appearing in some cheap advertisements, may be because they lacked the courage,self discipline to push the envelope or maybe they really liked the aspect of endorsing a product of an actor's life, so that's what they intended for and that's what they get. That's why they say 'Beware what you wish for, you might actually get it'. As Robin Sharma says 'Don't do something because it will get you money,fame or respect, do it because you love to do it, do it because it is meaningful. Money,fame and respect follow automatically.' So now you get the point that why some people achieve those things accidently, because they were doing what they loved to do and they were so much immersed in it that they barely noticed how all those amazing things menifested. They were somehow or other living that vibe and putting out the intention. When you really love doing something, you don't have to worry about the whole intention and &lt;br /&gt;
law-of-attraction thing, the universe takes care of itself. may be this whole 2nd point might have sounded quite enlightening yet obvious to you.&lt;br /&gt;
But sometimes it's quite easy to oversee the most obvious, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now do you believe in the law of attraction or do you have some doubts about it?&lt;br /&gt;
may be you bumped into this article because according to the LOA you attracted it. what do you say.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-6191974458034888319?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/qRIsBu5ZhxY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/qRIsBu5ZhxY/doubts-about-law-of-attaractionloa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2011/03/doubts-about-law-of-attaractionloa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-2554888962875622088</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T10:06:10.790+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>WHAT I DONT LIKE ABOUT facebook</title><description>by krunal,&lt;br /&gt;
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i just counted- if someone spends 1 hour on facebook each day, by the end of the year that amounts to 46 days   and   by the end of the five years 228 days in total.Now think what you can accomplish in five years when you can devote 228 days over something truly meaningful- you can learn a musical instrument,dancing,public speaking, cooking, writing and 228 days is long enough timespan to become kind of 'pro' in each of these. &lt;br /&gt;
But instead you choose to spend this time on facebook- so undoubtedly you become pro at that. &lt;br /&gt;
the following is a list of attributes (or symptoms) of a 'facebook pro' (or facebook addict)&lt;br /&gt;
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-facebook becomes your default homepage. &lt;br /&gt;
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-first thing you do when you get up in the morning is not brush your teeth,not even take a leak but login to facebook in the hope that somebody has posted to your wall-post.&lt;br /&gt;
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-you start defining yourself by the number of your facebook friends, number of 'likes' you receive, number of comments you get over your nonsensical wall posts, &lt;br /&gt;
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-everytime you go to a picnic or somewhere, you make sure you take photos and upload them right away through your blackberry so that others get to know that you are having a hell of a better time without them (isn't that your intention-c'mon nobody ever posts that they ducked their exams or they are going through depression)&lt;br /&gt;
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-you start judging others on their facebook profiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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-if left in a place with no internet for 7 days- you would literally pull your hair out, you can't wait to get back to your internet world and check all your friend's updates.&lt;br /&gt;
-you start taking sneak peeks into other people's profiles-mostly your ex-crush,ex-husband/wife, college heartthrobs etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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-if you are a girl, you almost never reveal your birthyear (though you want to display your birthdate, after all you want to get all those birthday wishes), you post your old college photos when you looked young (and so more beautiful),you have the habit of posting your best make-up photo, taken in your restroom in front of the mirror with blackberry in your one &lt;br /&gt;
hand (which is never visible and you try to make sure it doesn't look like you have taken it yourself)&lt;br /&gt;
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-if you are a boy, you exaggerate your details of occupation, you sometimes delete your old guyfriend's comments on your wall posts because you dont wanna look gay(as they are your old friends, they are dispensable), and if you get introduced to some hotshot in the&lt;br /&gt;
morning with whom you barely shared 'hi,how are you', in the evening you send her a facebook invitation and in case if she accepts it,you start chatting with her as if your were childhood making sandboxes together on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
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-you know that the only way you would get comments on your wallposts is by keep commenting on other people's wall posts , even if there's nothing to post in there.&lt;br /&gt;
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-you don't care about the status of illness of your parents or partner but you have the facebook status of all your friends memorized.&lt;br /&gt;
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-you think that the people who don't have facebook accounts live on a different planet (how about pandora).&lt;br /&gt;
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and the list goes on and on.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Facebook has been designed in a way that you get addicted to it, they tap into your vices that you keep hidden from people which you only&lt;br /&gt;
reveal when you are alone, sitting in front of you laptop with nobody there to watch who's profile you are sneaking into. &lt;br /&gt;
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And as for your social network, it's just an illusion. I get to meet a lot of shy and socially awkward (not necessarily introvert) people whose facebook profile says that they're kindo social butterflies and the cetre of the attention, on the other hand i also meet a lot of &lt;br /&gt;
people who are just so popular in the real world whereas they have very few facebook friends. The negative point of facebook is that people can fake their persona and appear to be something else that they are not. Instead of spending time working on your weaknesses in the &lt;br /&gt;
real world, people use facebook to hide their weaknesses which is easier to do-because your real personality doesn't transmit though cables. it's easier to be honest,trustworthy,rockstar,popular,intelligent over the internet but people tend to forget that body and voice transmit a lot more than text. And that is why people start building up false identities of themselves and false assumptions of others eventually to meet disappointment down the road, and a more number of people get involved in this it creates a universal vibe of falseness where people start taking that falseness granted and even start accepting it. Most of the CEO, celebrities, singers (i will not include politicians) don't have facebook profiles because if they would be obsessing over such a trivial thing they wouldn't become who they are and that means if you are one of those people sqaundering your life away like this, you wouldn't definitly not be great-you could become other things but definitely not great.&lt;br /&gt;
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but remember somebody is making billions out of your addictions, somebody is making their lives better over your wasted lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-2554888962875622088?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/80FqfLspakI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/80FqfLspakI/what-i-dont-like-about-facebook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-i-dont-like-about-facebook.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-2487558015157265839</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T10:08:10.582+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>STEP INTO A WRITER'S SHOES</title><description>by krunal,&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, i am not much of a writer but i enjoy writing, and i enjoy it especially when there's something compelling to my intellectual, emotional or moral (more like immoral) faculties which i can't help but to jot down (or key in) and I don't think there's any writer who doesn't understand this feeling. But lately i have been holding myself from writing much.&lt;br /&gt;
Lately i have come to taste a sip of writer's vulnerability, delicacy and accountablity. &lt;br /&gt;
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Being a writer is pretty much like being a movie director who doesn't know acting or at least is not as good at acting as the actors that s/he employs for the movie, but s/he knows who will suit for what role and how all the pieces should blend together to create a perfect master-piece. A writer is an observer, a keen spectator who spots the irregularities&lt;br /&gt;
, the funkiness, the predictability, the irrestitablity, the undescribablity, the enigmatic,the conspicous, the contagious, the obvious, the not-so-obvious, the abstract, the obscure,&lt;br /&gt;
the obscene, the pure, the puerile, the ceaseless, the unresolvable, the unanswerable,the incompatible ,the disguised, the conspirational etc. and put them into their own opinionated words for others to read them so that they get amused, awakened, challenged, agitated, aroused, surprised (or simply bored, as in many cases) so that they perceive the so-far-unspotted&lt;br /&gt;
reality with a differently colored glass which somewhere blends and overlaps with theirs own.&lt;br /&gt;
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But in order to observe the world and reality around you (as a writer), you have to be out of its circle of influence and to stay uninfluenced you have to be standing by, observing the crowd/the flow/the masses/the banality without being a part of it. This step is very important as pure observation is not possible under any influence. (as Einstine said 'problems can't be solved at the same level of mentality that created them') But here's where the predicament starts. If you stay utterly uninfluenced, you cannot get the real feel of the influence which could help you describe it to the people who are under influence- your ultimate audience. (it's pretty much like the chicken-egg story we learnt in schools-if you want an egg, you gotta have a chicken ; if you want a chicken,you gotta have an egg.) So as an ideal solution, a writer needs to distance him/herself from the influence in such a way that you get an eclectic mixture of observation and influence. And that's what almost all writers subconsicously or unknowingly do and that is why everything&lt;br /&gt;
that a writer says comes from a place of incongruency which becomes an indespesable part. That's how you get a never-married-once-fallen-in-love Jane Austene writing romantic novels, that's how you get a geeky expert writing 'computer language for the dummies', that's how &lt;br /&gt;
you get a capitalistic american Friedman saying 'the world is flat', that's how you get once-a-loser-now-a-casanova writing a book on dating that's how you get a 60-year old writing 'bedtime stories' for little kids- they all connect to different audience which they themselves didn't/don't quite belong to. Sometimes this incongruency is good as it &lt;br /&gt;
opens ourselves to new blended perspectives but sometimes this &lt;br /&gt;
incongruency is bad which distorts the common evolving perspective. This happens when a divorced wife/husband writes a male/female bashing article or when an undeserving black writes a book on discrimination against black blaming whites as s/he couldn't get a promotion. But like I &lt;br /&gt;
said this is an indispensable part of most writer's "textona" (invented from the word 'persona') What the audience should do is they should accept this incompatible part of the writer and expect its presence. Expect flaws, expect imperfections, expect disintegrity, expect&lt;br /&gt;
incompleteness, expect half-truth, you will just do good to yourself and the writer.&lt;br /&gt;
Many self-help experts, motivation gurus, relationship coaches go through failures, insecurity, divorces after writing best selling books, but that doesn't mean that everything else they preached or contributed was meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Step into the writer's shoes, you will get &lt;br /&gt;
the shoe-bite anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-2487558015157265839?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/9o7nQN1SxX8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/9o7nQN1SxX8/step-into-writers-shoes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2011/01/step-into-writers-shoes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-7506616641986982725</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2010 02:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-16T08:23:08.972+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">INSPIRATION</category><title>surviving in 21st century.</title><description>by krunal,&lt;br /&gt;
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WHAT WILL SURVIVE TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I wonder what will make people survive today and tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;
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Is it going to be intelligence- IQ, knowledge?  Certainly not. Even though it is knowledge economy today, access to quality knowledge is pretty easier than ever. Any problem you could probably face in any field has already been faced by somebody else in the world and s/he has already solved it and textified it for other people to use. Anything you ever want to learn is already out there in the physical and virtual libraries. From stock market, cooking, quantum physics, advertising, human behaviors, history, art, technology, science to dancing, guitar, acting, make-up, modeling, business, entrepreneurship, photography, diet, health, - everything is out there as a vast pool of resource for people to use, and that too free of cost. Wikipedia- the world’s encyclopedia is a benefactor who is always ready to feed the knowledge starved people. The best of the universities in the world post and upload their live classroom session videos on youtube.com for students to use from any corner of the world through internet (again free of cost). It all just depends on the speed of your finger tips. So definitely knowledge won’t be the differentiator in tomorrow’s world. But though tomorrow’s world won’t be least bit kind to the people who couldn’t have the privilege of having such an easy access to knowledge. Today’s generation have one peculiar and unique advantage that none of the previous generations had- today’s generation can easily skip the essential and so-far-inevitable step of learning that is trial-and-error. Our previous generations spent incredible amount of time experimenting, failing and finally succeeding on rare occasions. Today’s generation won’t have to spend much time on experimenting, they just have to observe their previous generation and learn from their mistakes. They don’t have to bang their heads against the wall to know what works and what doesn’t. Of course this applies to only timeless wisdom and knowledge which doesn’t depend on any time-frame to be true. &lt;br /&gt;
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Is it beauty? Certainly not. Well, they say ‘smart is the new sexy’. Given the fact that it’s knowledge economy, this is hardly surprising. Beautiful face and ignorant head just gives an ugly combination today. In fact it’s just a matter throwing off a bit of money at your nearest cosmetic therapist clinic (there would be plenty nearby today) to get a Hollywood-celebrity like face. Do you have small breasts, ugly breasts, flabby thighs, misplaced teeth, big nose, bald head, awkward forehead, flat lips, flabby cheeks, small penis, dark skin, f.u.p.a – don’t worry. You just need something green in your thick wallet and it all can be done. And the best part is that people won’t even think that you have self-esteem issues (which in fact you have) as it is just so common today. Go to a liposuction clinic and you can have Angelina Jolie’s lips, J Lo’s butts, Brad Pitt’s eyes, Tom Cruise’s smile, Maria Carey’s legs, will smith like cheek bones.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is it talent? May be not. Though unique talent is hard to ignore, the not-so-unique talent cannot guarantee success. There are two classes of people when it comes to talent. The one who have genuine talent but lack courage or amicable circumstances to make it a success, and the other class of people who don’t have any real talent worth speaking of but are somehow wiser, more courageous or more privileged to make it a success. Today’s world offers many opportunities to the former category of people. Eventually it creates a huge number of people who all are equally successful (so in the end no one is really successful, as who would you call successful if all are successful). For an example, assume that Ms. A wants to be a well-known author. She being an intelligent, diligent author, makes it a big success in the global media. Now some Mr. B who is a cook, a palmist, an astrologer, a poet, a kindergarten teacher, an advertising manager etc. may open his own blog as an outlet for self expression and might end up making it a huge cyber media success which is no less successful than the traditional media success of Ms. A . So, if it hadn’t been for a free and organized outlet like blog, Mr. B who wouldn’t have otherwise thought of giving it a shot and making it a huge success as a renowned author. Today we are living in a world where everyone is almost under the same influence. One day you are an overnight success and the very next day you get lost in oblivion as somebody else takes over. Why so? Because today’s media floods our minds with enormous information, there’s so much to look around every time- television, news channels, facebook, twitter, mobile phones, youtube, blogs, reality shows, sports, advertisements and people use each and every one of them as a tool to seek attention (in desperation of course). This creates a vicious cycle where every one is trying to get noticed and in the end every one becomes self-obsessed and narcissist. And in a narcissist society, it becomes really difficult to market one self.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hundreds of years ago, even being a ‘jack of one trade’ was enough because that was still an unexplored world with few inventions. But back then being a ‘jack of one’ wasn’t as easy as it is today. Today we are living in a world where everything has already been done. There’s nothing more to invent, nothing more to explore, nothing more to discover. We no more have inventions that could induce spark of surprise the way inventions such as electricity or radio or telephone had. (I guess, the only inventions that would spark such excitement today would be inventing a way to use water as fuel or discovering a planet where human can live). Bottom line- “the level of hardship hasn’t changed compared to the past, just the form of the hardship has changed.” Anyone who says that the modern world and technology has the made the lives easier.  Well, easier they definitely are but happier? No way. Our lives, in a way, are as hard as a coal-mine worker. &lt;br /&gt;
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So back to the square one. What is the key to survival in this 21st century. &lt;br /&gt;
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(to be updated)&lt;br /&gt;
“Tough times lie ahead harry, soon you must choose between what is right and what is easy” – Albus Dumbledorre (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-7506616641986982725?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/idy8g7KRtMA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/idy8g7KRtMA/surviving-in-21st-century.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/12/surviving-in-21st-century.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-8212738598138227072</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-22T20:14:21.867+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>BUSINESS SIGN INSTEAD OF ZODIAC SIGN</title><description>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.3314492669887841" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;Instead of Astrological Signs, how about these .. What's Your Business Sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;1. MARKETING You are ambitious yet stupid. You chose a marketing degree to avoid having to study in college, concentrating instead on drinking and socializing which is pretty much what your job responsibilities are now. Least compatible with Sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;2. SALES Laziest of all signs, often referred to as "marketing without a degree." You are also self-centered and paranoid. Unless someone calls you and begs you to take their money, you like to avoid contact with customers so you can "concentrate on the big picture." You seek admiration for your golf game throughout your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;3. TECHNOLOGY Unable to control anything in your personal life, you are instead content to completely control everything that happens at your workplace. Often even YOU don't understand what you are saying but who the hell can tell. It is written that Geeks shall inherit the Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;4. ENGINEERING One of only two signs that actually studied in school. It is said that engineers place ninety percent of all Personal Ads. You can be happy with yourself; your office is full of all the latest "ergodynamic" gadgets. However, we all know what is really causing your "carpal tunnel syndrome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;5. ACCOUNTING The only other sign that studied in school. You are mostly immune from office politics. You are the most feared person in the organization; combined with your extreme organizational traits, the majority of rumors concerning you say that you are completely insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;6. HUMAN RESOURCES Ironically, given your access to confidential information, you tend to be the biggest gossip within the organization. Possibly the only other person that does less work than marketing, you are unable to return any calls today because you have to get a haircut, have lunch AND then mail a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;7. MANAGEMENT/MIDDLE MANAGEMENT Catty, cutthroat, yet completely spineless, you are destined to remain at your current job for the rest of your life. Unable to make a single decision you tend to measure your worth by the number of meetings you can schedule for yourself. Best suited to marry other "Middle Managers" as everyone in your social circle is a "Middle Manager."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;8. SENIOR MANAGEMENT (See above - Same sign, different title)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;9. CUSTOMER SERVICE Bright, cheery, positive, you are a fifty-cent cab ride from taking your own life. As children very few of you asked your parents for a little cubicle for your room and a headset so you could pretend to play "Customer Service." Continually passed over for promotions, your best bet is to sleep with your manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;10. CONSULTANT Lacking any specific knowledge, you use acronyms to avoid revealing your utter lack of experience. You have convinced yourself that your "skills" are in demand and that you could get a higher paying job with any other organization in a heartbeat. You will spend an eternity contemplating these career opportunities without ever taking direct action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;11. RECRUITER, "HEADHUNTER" As a "person" that profits from the success of others, most people who actually work for a living disdain you. Paid on commission and susceptible to alcoholism, your ulcers and frequent heart attacks correspond directly with fluctuations in the stock market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;12. PARTNER, PRESIDENT, CEO You are brilliant or lucky. Your inability to figure out complex systems such as the fax machine suggest the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;13. GOVERNMENT WORKER Paid to take days off. Government workers are genius inventors, like the invention of new Holidays. They usually suffer from deep depression or anxiety and usually commit serious crimes while on the job...Thus the term "GO POSTAL".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-8212738598138227072?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/M1uS-rgK53A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/M1uS-rgK53A/business-sign-instead-of-zodiac-sign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/10/business-sign-instead-of-zodiac-sign.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-3456297301549707688</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 05:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-10T11:06:39.703+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>TYPICAL ME</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TInCXp3ownI/AAAAAAAABG0/byKMGv6OMVE/s1600/typical.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TInCXp3ownI/AAAAAAAABG0/byKMGv6OMVE/s320/typical.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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HERE'S  a list of typical things about me.&lt;br /&gt;
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i don't like strawberry flavor in anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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i haven't eaten 'sugar apple' for 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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i hate sticky things and surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;
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i hate wet floors.&lt;br /&gt;
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i end up liking the first thing showed to me while going for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;
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i sometimes keep staring at an object while thinking about something deeply. this could happen in the&lt;br /&gt;
crowd of talkative friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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i don't like any song by himesh reshmiya. not a single one. in fact i hate them from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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i still use and drink bornvitta milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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i keep watching my favorite movies again and again and again, and i never get bored of them. everytime&lt;br /&gt;
i watch them as if i am watching them for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;
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i don't find sarah jessica parker, julia roberts beautiful at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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i often get asked about the time of the day and the directions to a place by strangers on the street.&lt;br /&gt;
may be i look like a sincere and educated man to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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i like talkative girls.&lt;br /&gt;
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i am really bad at acting. but if given a free wish by god i would choose to be a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;
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i do lie, yeah, i do.( not all the time, of course)&lt;br /&gt;
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i agree with and support tom leykis's theory about relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
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i find grass greener on the other side 90% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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i am not fond of latest mobiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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i don't like to wear t-shirts at all (unless they are formal type).&lt;br /&gt;
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i do believe in some occult science.&lt;br /&gt;
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i hate to admit but i like songs celion dion's songs.&lt;br /&gt;
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i don't understand why people make such a big deal out of Beyonce Knowles.&lt;br /&gt;
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i like to observe people's behaviors. i like to read their minds even if i do it incorrectly. it's one of&lt;br /&gt;
my favorite pass-time.&lt;br /&gt;
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i am afraid of using somebody else's vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;
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i always ask myself this useless question - 'what's the point of that?'&lt;br /&gt;
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You haven't asked yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was hoping to do something meaningful with my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because I just love hearing this question.&lt;br /&gt;
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It gives my mother something to live for.&lt;br /&gt;
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My fiance is awaiting his - her parole.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm still hoping for a shot at Miss - Mr. America.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you know how hard it is to get two tickets to Miss Saigon?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm waiting until I get to be your age.&lt;br /&gt;
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It didn't seem worth a blood test.&lt;br /&gt;
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I already have enough laundry to do, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because I think it would take all the spontaneity out of dating.&lt;br /&gt;
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My co-op board doesn't allow spouses.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd have to forfeit my billion dollar trust fund.&lt;br /&gt;
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They just opened a great singles bar on my block.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wouldn't want my parents to drop dead from sheer happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess it just goes to prove that you can't trust those voodoo doll rituals.&lt;br /&gt;
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What? And lose all the money I've invested in running personal ads?&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want to have to support another person on my paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why aren't you thin?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm married to my career, although recently we have been considering a trial separation.&lt;br /&gt;
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(Bonus reply for Single Mothers) Because having a husband and a child would be redundant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5118404340199478383?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/FjuRJEYHydg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/FjuRJEYHydg/why-arent-you-married-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-arent-you-married-yet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-4879178744780470976</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-27T07:43:52.281+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>funny</title><description>CHEMICAL PROPERTIES OF WOMEN:&lt;br /&gt;
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SHOPPING DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN:&lt;br /&gt;
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Tom cruise has been one of the most influential stars on the planet, he is a global celebrity and one of the most recognizable faces on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Though the pictures are pretty clear, some fine details can't be obtained which are required to do some through analysis of the person.&lt;br /&gt;
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these are my observations:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. his left hand shows that he had some financial problems in his early life. the sunline indicates early fame.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.the way the lines on the right hand differ from the left shows that he grew up being more proactive person who turned things the way he wanted. the headline is detached from the life line on the right hand which shows that he has a strong will power.&lt;br /&gt;
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3.he's got a long fate line which shows that his career has been going smoothly without much difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. his heartline shows that he's quite self-obsessed and less likely to invest much in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
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5.sunline is visible on the right hand &amp;nbsp;ensuring his continuous fame.travel lines are also visible.&lt;br /&gt;
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6.headline indicates his ability to tap into the imaginative faculty and bring out artistic talents. though it also suggests that his success is more likely to depend upon people's approval.&lt;br /&gt;
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7.his fingers suggest that he has got very good communication skills. jupiter's finger and mount indicate his leadership qualities.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TG6M8YfeLBI/AAAAAAAABBo/_a2Ii6vbNUs/s1600/tom-cruise-rocafella-sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TG6M8YfeLBI/AAAAAAAABBo/_a2Ii6vbNUs/s320/tom-cruise-rocafella-sign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8. the mount of venus and moon are quite hefty which indicates that he could be quite successful in relationship and attractive to opposite sex. though very close analysis of these two mounts is required to say anything precisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-7926083851146384096?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/cuqQG162QKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/cuqQG162QKI/tom-cruises-palm-reading.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TG6MiFva6GI/AAAAAAAABBI/hsrNzXy_8u8/s72-c/SG-Tom-Cruise-Screensaver_1.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/tom-cruises-palm-reading.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-7216899214903766496</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-19T08:31:02.696+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>women's rules</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGyeU1oPu_I/AAAAAAAABA4/b_6JevVS51c/s1600/angry-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGyeU1oPu_I/AAAAAAAABA4/b_6JevVS51c/s320/angry-woman.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Women’s rules:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. The Female always makes THE RULES.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. THE RULES are subject to change without notice.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. No Male can possibly know all THE RULES.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. If the Female suspects the Male knows all THE RULES, she must immediately change some of THE RULES.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. The Female is never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. If it appears the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant misunderstanding caused by something the Male did or said wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. If Rule #6 applies, the Male must apologize immediately for causing the misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. The Female can change her mind at any time.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. The Male must never change his mind without the express written consent of The Female.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. The Female has every right to be angry or upset at any time.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. The Male must remain calm at all times, unless the Female wants him to be angry or upset.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. The Female must, under no circumstances, let the Male know whether she wants him to be angry or upset.&lt;br /&gt;
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13. The Male is expected to read the mind of the Female at all times.&lt;br /&gt;
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14. At all times, what is important is what the Female meant, not what she said.&lt;br /&gt;
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15. If the Male doesn’t abide by THE RULES, it is because he can’t take the heat, lacks backbone, and is a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;
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16. If the Female has PMS, all THE RULES are null and void and the Male must cater to her every whim.&lt;br /&gt;
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17. If the Male, at any time, believes he is right, he must refer to Rule #5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-7216899214903766496?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/S9bGc8rt4YY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/S9bGc8rt4YY/womens-rules.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGyeU1oPu_I/AAAAAAAABA4/b_6JevVS51c/s72-c/angry-woman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/womens-rules.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-5214693554334129656</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 10:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-18T15:55:17.710+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>THE MOST UNFAIR THING ABOUT LIFE</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGu06ZYzH7I/AAAAAAAABAw/gcb2xbeSH0Y/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGu06ZYzH7I/AAAAAAAABAw/gcb2xbeSH0Y/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506693884730875826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A death.&lt;br /&gt;What is that, a bonus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the cycle is all backwards. You should die first. Get it out of the way. Then live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you're too young. You get a gold watch and you go to work. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs and alcohol. You party. You get ready for High School. You go to grade school and become a kid. You play. You have no responsibilities. You become a baby. You go into the womb. You spend your last nine months floating...you finish off as an orgasm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5214693554334129656?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/emJUUXcJonw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/emJUUXcJonw/most-unfair-thing-about-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGu06ZYzH7I/AAAAAAAABAw/gcb2xbeSH0Y/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/most-unfair-thing-about-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-1878675002351874558</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 10:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-16T15:47:35.158+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>what men say and what they mean?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGkQF0vURKI/AAAAAAAABAo/KmdoE0z-eNM/s1600/alg_couple_pregnancy_test+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGkQF0vURKI/AAAAAAAABAo/KmdoE0z-eNM/s320/alg_couple_pregnancy_test+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505949711679636642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: the following content is solely for the purpose of entertainment and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MEN SAY AND WHAT THEY MEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'M GOING FISHING"&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid, and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand, while the fish swim by in complete safety."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A GUY THING"&lt;br /&gt;Means: "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CAN I HELP WITH DINNER?"&lt;br /&gt;Means: "Why isn't it already on the table?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UH HUH," "SURE, HONEY," OR "YES, DEAR..."&lt;br /&gt;Means: Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT WOULD TAKE TOO LONG TO EXPLAIN"&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I have no idea how it works."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WAS LISTENING TO YOU. IT'S JUST THAT I HAVE THINGS ON MY MIND."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I was wondering if that redhead over there is wearing a bra."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKE A BREAK HONEY, YOU'RE WORKING TOO HARD".&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THAT'S INTERESTING, DEAR."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "Are you still talking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU KNOW HOW BAD MY MEMORY IS."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed, and the vehicle identification numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, AND GOT YOU THESE ROSES".&lt;br /&gt;Means: "The girl selling them on the corner was a real babe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH, DON'T FUSS, I JUST CUT MYSELF, IT'S NO BIG DEAL."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I have actually severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit that I'm hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY, I'VE GOT MY REASONS FOR WHAT I'M DOING".&lt;br /&gt;Means: "And I sure hope I think of some pretty soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I CAN'T FIND IT."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME?"&lt;br /&gt;Means: "What did you catch me at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I HEARD YOU."&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next 3 days yelling at me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU KNOW I COULD NEVER LOVE ANYONE ELSE."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU LOOK TERRIFIC."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "Please don't try on one more outfit, I'm starving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'M NOT LOST. I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE WE ARE."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "No one will ever see us alive again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE SHARE THE HOUSEWORK."&lt;br /&gt;Means: "I make the messes, she cleans them up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-1878675002351874558?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/cycvrOK7LsU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/cycvrOK7LsU/what-men-say-and-what-they-mean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGkQF0vURKI/AAAAAAAABAo/KmdoE0z-eNM/s72-c/alg_couple_pregnancy_test+(1).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-men-say-and-what-they-mean.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-5960699789615839684</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 10:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T15:42:13.170+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>BACKHANDED COMPLIMENTS</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGJ3I5z9K6I/AAAAAAAABAY/1ysJBWPym0U/s1600/Compliment2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGJ3I5z9K6I/AAAAAAAABAY/1ysJBWPym0U/s320/Compliment2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504092689441565602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what anyone says I think you're hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what anyone says a little junk in the trunk is fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe other guys feel differently but I like a chick with a little meat on her bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax sweetie your sexual performance was perfectly adequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your plastic surgeon has such a delightful sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're smart to do your laundry on Saturday night, when everyone else is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright red mini-dress! You really have tons of confidence in your inner beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much weight you've lost! That dress didn't fit you nearly as well at that &lt;br /&gt;last wedding you wore it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those blackheads form the cutest pattern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much like your dress. It does wonders for your figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent artist, which is a relief considering what a poor cook you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, honey, I love your boobs. I don't even like them big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your haircut really slims your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a not bad looking girl you look terrible in photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think it's fantastic that someone with your sort of looks should make such an &lt;br /&gt;effort with fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That outfit you are wearing would be lovely for a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your hair is nice, it'd look good on Courtney Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, you're so pretty I don't even notice the extra weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that's a great looking shirt, Tim! You can barely see your beer-belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look splendid today, Nobody would ever guess you're 45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be silly, grey is the new blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your hair!! I bet you did it your self didn't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey you are so pretty one barley see the yellow teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey I love that new  coat  it makes you look 20 lbs lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That outfit is so slimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice shoes, my mom bought the same style last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if they say your ass looks fat in those pants, I think you look ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice dress. I've seen a few girls with it, but I think it suits you most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to what anyone is saying. I would not change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate chicks are just rail thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food looks great. And you managed to cook it without setting off the smoke alarm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5960699789615839684?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/6TgetlB__T0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/6TgetlB__T0/backhanded-compliments.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TGJ3I5z9K6I/AAAAAAAABAY/1ysJBWPym0U/s72-c/Compliment2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/backhanded-compliments.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-5733633544983105169</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 06:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-11T11:32:01.309+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><title>WHY WE MUST DISCRIMINATE ?</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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Over the last 50 years, America has witnessed the cultural ruin of its women. When women fall, an entire way of life and civilization itself are not far behind. In order to reverse this state of affairs, a profound change in attitudes and prevailing mores is necessary. It’s not a question of returning to a former time, such as the 1950’s or the Victorian era, but of returning, as Richard Weaver put it, to the center of things, to the essence of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;
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Attitudes are not all. We need ultimately to reverse existing laws and practices. First and foremost, we must restore customary economic discrimination in favor of men. America’s businesses and institutions must be free once again to favor men over women in hiring. If they are not, family life will never return to a reasonable state of health; the happiness of women and children will continue to decline; and men will fail to flourish and prosper.&lt;br /&gt;
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It will take many years to recover the sensibility that sanctions a form of discrimination that was once common. It’s important to begin laying the groundwork. The essential foundation of change is a renewed understanding of ideas and practices that were once so basic and unspoken we did not feel the need to make them explicit or to defend them. Let’s begin this task together by clarifying the issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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What is customary discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;
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Customary discrimination, in relation to the sexes, is the voluntary and informal practice of favoring men over women in hiring. It is not encoded in law or enforced by regulation. It exists as a result of a common understanding that men must support families and cannot adequately do so if they compete with large numbers of women, a form of competition that lowers their wages and reduces their marketability. The relative stagnation of men’s wages in the last 50 years proves the point.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why and when did customary discrimination end?&lt;br /&gt;
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Customary discrimination came to an official end with the enactment of the 1964 Civil Rights Act, which made discrimination against women in hiring unlawful, and its subsequent enforcement by the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission. At the time the 1964 legislation was adopted, there was not widespread agitation for a change. The bill was the work of a relatively small minority. However, given the subsequent change in attitudes regarding sex roles, this radical experiment in social change was inevitable. It wasn’t dissatisfaction with home life so much as the novelty of the unknown and the romantic fantasies of the minority of feminists temperamentally unsuited to domesticity that convinced impressionable women to pour into the market for careers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Businesses have profited from the end of discrimination as it opened up the pool of available labor and provided a check on wages.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why would American businesses and government ever voluntarily return to a state of affairs that is not in their interest?&lt;br /&gt;
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Though businesses profit from a larger labor pool, they also suffer costs due to more women working. Women, over the course of their careers, have higher absentee rates; are more easily distracted because of family duties and greater sociability; require expensive services such as day care; and file costly discrimination and harassment suits. Men are naturally more suited to competitive work and a collegial atmosphere. In many fields, the working environment would be more collaborative, focused, and placid due to smaller numbers of women, especially women who are unstable or unhappy due to the conflict between work and home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Obviously, women would still be present in some numbers in all fields, especially at lower levels.&lt;br /&gt;
With the removal of anti-discrimination laws and a renewed sensitivity toward the obligation of businesses to reinforce family life –similar to the awareness they now hold regarding the natural environment – the  economy would gradually arrive at a smaller and reasonable number of women in the workforce.&lt;br /&gt;
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Does a return to customary discrimination mean women never hold jobs?&lt;br /&gt;
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No. Women even remain a majority in certain fields, such as education, low-level office work, psychology and nursing. These fields are suited to the interruptions of family life, to the years before marriage, and to the natural skills of women. Business and institutions would be as free to favor women as they were before, but would violate an unwritten code if they favored anything but exceptional women in lucrative fields.&lt;br /&gt;
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Especially gifted and ambitious women, generally those who will not have families, will still be exceptions in all fields, as they were before the feminist era. There will still be women doctors, lawyers and professors, just far fewer of them. Ambitious women will not find it as easy to make their way as they do today.&lt;br /&gt;
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America needs the labor of women. We cannot afford to go back in a global economy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Competition in the world economy is not the first and most vital task of the American market. Given its size, the American economy has vast potential for serving itself and Americans alone. In any event, our economy requires a healthy, moral and educated workforce. It also requires a large number of consumers within its own borders. Consumers are born, and raised, not manufactured.&lt;br /&gt;
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America cannot have this adequate workforce without healthy families. The dramatic increase in divorce, the decline in the health and literacy of children, the increase in unethical business practices are all directly related to the departure of women from their main function in the home. The dramatic drop in fertility is also a result of this loss of function. Fewer children mean fewer consumers. We face economic crisis because of an end to customary discrimination, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Doesn’t this mean poverty among women will increase as those who are divorced or single won’t be able to support themselves or their families?&lt;br /&gt;
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Divorced women would still receive the support of their husbands. However, parallel changes in divorce law are necessary to make for less incentive for women to divorce. Women should generally face the loss of child custody and a serious decline in income if they initiate divorce, except in the event of proven malfeasance on the part of the husband. Single women will still be able to find jobs and receive help from fathers and extended family. Most of them will not be rich.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why would women ever accept a return to discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;
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The end of customary discrimination was never in the interests of women. It has forced the majority to help support their families while raising their children and managing a home. The experiment was tried. The apple was eaten. Women now see that careers come with personal costs and that many jobs are not as thrilling as feminists claim. They are ready to embrace discrimination again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Won’t there be fierce competition among women for high-earning men? And, won’t women become obsessed with men’s careers?&lt;br /&gt;
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There is competition for high-earning men now.  They have always been desirable mates for some, not all, women. Most women will be able to find what they cannot find now: a man who can support them and their children in reasonable comfort for many years.&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s true that when women are not focused on career, they focus more on the careers of their mates and prospective mates. In some, this focus becomes excessive and neurotic. Such is the price to pay for a return to sanity for many. Though they won’t be caught up in building their own careers, women will find much that is satisfying to absorb their minds and express their varied interests. The rewards of larger families, domestic crafts, volunteer work, artistic pursuits and vigilance toward the elderly will be rediscovered. Instead of being openly disparaged by our opinion-shaping institutions, these will be embraced and publicly celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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Won’t American families always be tempted to increase their incomes, and thus their buying power, by sending wives out to work?&lt;br /&gt;
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With a greater awareness that the short-term luxuries purchased with a second income come with long-term costs, this practice would decline. Also, prices would eventually return to a one-income standard. To arrive at this event, there would be an inevitable period of sacrifice, perhaps a lengthy one. Would men and women accept this burden? Americans have accepted and endorsed many changes in recent years to protect the natural environment, having realized the consequences of not protecting it would be catastrophic. The same change in awareness could occur regarding family life and the culture at large. People could come to admit what they already know: that a country and an entire culture are quickly decaying. If we continue as we are, it’s not a question of if but of when we will not possess the luxury of turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5733633544983105169?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/-agYNRD2ksg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/-agYNRD2ksg/why-we-must-discriminate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TF-ngi9pDrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/X1XgtAU_kis/s72-c/tyranov11.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-we-must-discriminate.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-3074589782572000255</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-09T07:51:40.851+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my favorite movies</category><title>INCEPTION</title><description>YOUR MIND IS THE SCENE OF THE CRIME&lt;br /&gt;
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I have seen umpteen intellectual movies so far but 'inception' is by far the most mind blowing movie i have seen ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;
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the effects the movie has inside the theatre&lt;br /&gt;
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1. you are always on the edge of you seat till the last second (and i mean it, till the last second. if you missed that last second, you have just missed the biggest climax)&lt;br /&gt;
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2. you can't be talking to anyone while watching movie and miss out on some crucial part. you simply cannot afford that. ( every single second is crucial)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. you are always struggling to catch up with the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. everything is going over your head but you still find the movie amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. at the end of the movie, you are sure that there's no way to digest the movie in just one go. you will have to watch it atleast 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;
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concepts used in the movie&lt;br /&gt;
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1.when you fall asleep and start dreaming abt something, you never know the beginning of your dream.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.if you get killed in the dream, you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;
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3.a 5-mitute sleep is actually almost like a day longer in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. you can dream about dreaming in your dream.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. you have to have somekind of symbolic thing like a todem to make you believe if you are still dreaming or awake. you can use a spinning tool which never stops spinning in your dream or you can use a square cube which weighs more on one side in your dream but not in reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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Inception is the kind of movie you may walk out of absolutely loving, even if you didn't quite understand it. Or it could be the type of movie that you walk out really appreciating, but need to see again in order to try to fully comprehend exactly what it is you're watching. I think I fall into the second category. I'm pretty sure I watched something great, but at the same time I feel like a lot of it either went over my head or there was just so much going on that it is impossible to digest all of it on one viewing.&lt;br /&gt;
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It stars Leonardo DiCaprio as the leader of a group of...thieves, I guess, for lack of a better word. Except they aren't ordinary thieves. They put their victims to sleep, and they share in the dream world with their victim, and somehow they enter their subconscious to get very important information, for whatever it is they need to steal or accomplish. When the head of a corporation wants to abolish his leading competitor, he hires DiCaprio and his crew to go into someone's dream and try to do the opposite of stealing or finding out information. He wants them to go in and implant an idea, an idea that will have massive ramifications in the real world. &lt;br /&gt;
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In addition to this rather complex premise, there is also the heart of the movie: DiCaprio's inability to let go of his dead wife. He spends the entire movie running into her in the dream world, and trying to get back to his two kids, which he has abandoned in the United States after being exiled.&lt;br /&gt;
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The movie has all the makings of a classic. Great concept. Great director. Great acting. Great action scenes. Great score. Great script. It has it all. But in the first viewing, it almost feels like it's too much. There is so much going on in this movie, both subtly and in terms of the story, that I feel like I missed the big "WOW THAT WAS AMAZING" type of feeling, and I merely left the theater with "Wow, that was kind of confusing, but I think it was amazing" type feeling. I have no doubt that this movie is in dire need of a second (or third) viewing for me to decide exactly how I feel about it, but I'd definitely recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;
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In an era where the summer blockbuster usually consists of Michael Bay churning out an incomprehensible craptastic Transformer sequel, Christopher Nolan blesses the summer audience with a complex, fantastical vision that is unlike anything most audiences have seen before. Yeah it contains similarities to The Matrix, but it seems a helluva a lot deeper than that, and that's probably because it is.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stay tuned for additions to this review, because as it stands now, I am giving it a temporary rating of 3 and a half stars. I honestly know that it's probably higher than that, by at least a half a star. But I just have to see it again before I can finally decide what I truly want to give it.&lt;br /&gt;
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THE IMPOSSIBLE STAIRCASE SHOWN IN THE MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;
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FAVORITE DIALOGUES&lt;br /&gt;
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Yusuf: The compound we'll be using to share the dream creates a very clear connection between dreamers whilst actually accelerating brain function.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: In other words, it gives us more time on each level.&lt;br /&gt;
Yusuf: Brain function in the dream will be about 20 times of normal. When you enter a dream within that dream, the effect is compounded. Three dreams is ten hours, is...&lt;br /&gt;
Eames: (interuppting) I'm sorry, math was never my strong subject. So how much time is that?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: A week the first level down, six months the second level down, third level is...&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: Ten years. Who'd want to be stuck in a dream for ten years?&lt;br /&gt;
Yusuf: Depends on the dream.&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: So, once we've made the plant how do we get out? I'm hoping you have something more elegant in mind than shooting me in the head?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: A kick.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: What's a kick?&lt;br /&gt;
Eames: This, Ariande, would be a kick. [He tips Arthur's chair, causing him to topple forward.]&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: It's that feeling of falling that jolts you awake. It snaps you out of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: Are we going to feel a kick with this kind of sedation?&lt;br /&gt;
Yusuf: Well, that's the clever part. I customize the sedative to leave inner ear function unimpaired. That way, however deep the sleep, the sleeper still feels falling, or tipping.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: The trick is to synchronize a kick that can penetrate all three levels.&lt;br /&gt;
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Arthur: A totem. You need a small object, preferably heavy. Something you can have on you at all times.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: Like a coin?&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: No, it has to be something more unique. (shows her a small red die) This is a loaded die. I can't let you touch it, that would defeat the purpose. See, only I know the balance and weight of this particular loaded die. That way, when you look at your totem, you know beyond a doubt that you're not in someone else's dream.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cobb: What do you want from us?&lt;br /&gt;
Saito: Inception. Is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;
Saito: If you can steal an idea from someone's mind, why can't you plant one?&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: Okay, here's me planting an idea in your head. I say to you, "don't think about elephants." What are you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;
Saito: Elephants.&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: Right. But it's not your idea because you know I gave it to you. The subject's mind can always trace the genesis of the idea. True inspiration is impossible to fake.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: That's not true.&lt;br /&gt;
Saito: (to Cobb) Can you do it?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Are you offering me a choice? Because I can find my own way to square things with Kobold.&lt;br /&gt;
Saito: Then you do have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Then I choose to leave, sir.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cobb: They say we only use a fraction of our brain's true potential. That's when we're awake. When we're asleep, our mind can do almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: Such as?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Well, imagine you're designing a building. You consciously create each aspect. But sometimes it feels like it's almost creating itself, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariande: Like, I'm discovering it.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Genuine inspiration, right? Now, in a dream, our mind continuously does this. We create and perceive our world simultaneously. Now, our mind does this so well that we don't even know it's happening. That allows us to get right in the middle of that process.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: How?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: By taking over the creative part. You create the world of the dream. We bring the subject into the dream, and they fill it with their subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think it's reality?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Well, dreams feel real while we're in them, right? It's only when we wake up that we realize that something was actually strange.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: You never really remember the beginning of a dream, do you? You always wind up right in the middle of what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: I guess, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: Then how did we end up here?&lt;br /&gt;
Ariande: Well, we just came from the- (she trails off, looking confused)&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: We're dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb: You're actually in the middle of the workshop right now. This is your first lesson in shared dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cobb: (to Arthur) Why don't you give us another five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
Ariadne: Five minutes? But we were talking for at least an hour!&lt;br /&gt;
Cobb:In a dream, your mind functions more quickly. Therefore, time seems to feel slower.&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur: Five minutes in the real world gives you an hour in the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-3074589782572000255?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/G9hXjrWe-DE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/G9hXjrWe-DE/inception-most-intelligent-movie-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFzmcciIVuI/AAAAAAAABAI/hMgENbYECoc/s72-c/372px-Impossible_staircase.svg.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/inception-most-intelligent-movie-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-5721061332397886850</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-06T12:26:52.369+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><title>NO, IT'S NOT GLAMOROUS LADIES ! ! !</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuyGgPKwXI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nFi8siJoB7s/s1600/krystal07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuyGgPKwXI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nFi8siJoB7s/s320/krystal07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502187194565706098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame women for the death of feminism&lt;br /&gt;Karen Murphy&lt;br /&gt;December 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I IMAGINE when the Berlin Wall came down in 1989 to the sound of general rejoicing, there still might have been some observers watching on with saddened hearts. Not at the loss of the Iron Curtain or totalitarianism but because then they would have known, without doubt, that the revolution was over, that the dream of a socialist utopia would never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how they feel, because I believed in the feminist revolution and now I believe it is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I feel like a slave released from a plantation after the American Civil War, who struggles to adjust to freedom only to see my fellow slaves creep back into servitude. One by one they go back to what they know, because it's easier and all the while claiming that it is not about greed or fear but the right to chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't even comfort myself with the notion of the backward steps as a form of sleep-walking. More and more Australian women are marching with eyes wide open back into slavery, holding up their slender arms to receive the shackles that some of us tried to remove, and taking their daughters with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 30 years, and the revolution is dead, not because of the enemy but because of ourselves. (After all, the plantation owners — read men — would be unlikely to send away willing slaves. Why would they?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just gave up, and now to describe yourself as a feminist has almost the same effect as if you had farted in a crowded lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I blame women because winning equality and respect was always going to be our fight, wives and mothers, sisters, friends and colleagues, but we seem to have walked away before serious battle was even joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalism lurks somewhere behind it, of that there is no doubt, the notion that earning money is without a moral component. But it goes deeper than that, as if we have all been sold the emperor's new clothes of sexual glamour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, ladies, it's not glamorous, it's just naked. In particular, I hold to account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■All the lap dancers, strippers, topless barmaids and well-educated prostitutes who do it for the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women participating in pornography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who post tawdry "raunch" photos of themselves on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who model in degrading advertisements (think Windsor Smith shoes) who do it for the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who have cosmetic surgery just when their faces are becoming interesting, and breast enhancements to make themselves desirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who claim they have Brazilian waxes for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who refuse to have an argument with their male partners over the sharing of household duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who have caesareans so that their vaginas remain tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Women who claim stiletto heels are comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Mothers who give their daughters make-up or hair dye before they turn 10, and are more likely to ask if the child has a favourite boy at school rather than a favourite subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■All the women who participate in soft-porn music clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■All the women who do pole dancing instead of a non-sexual gym workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■All the actresses that strip when their careers are in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■All the female sports stars that strip to raise money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■Those women who still believe it is more important to be beautiful on the outside than the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women can say no to sexualisation but they don't because the boys won't like them if they do, and besides, they say, they enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they do, but at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feminist revolution was serious, important, but now it's just a joke. Let's face it — the sleazing of society, where pornography has become mainstream, could not have happened without female participation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear so many stories now of men getting addicted to pornography, of relationships under threat, but nothing about the hundreds of thousands of women willing to demean themselves in the delusion that they are being glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is heart-breaking. Still, we do not have parity of wages, women are still over-represented in the low-paying, highly casualised workforce, still our female politicians are judged by their maternal instincts over their political ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are meant to be some kind of weird amalgam of Linda Lovelace, Martha Stewart and the Madonna, while bringing in a wage, propping up the local school and operating as a psychologist, nutritionist and environmentalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by and large, we have done it to ourselves and to each other. Years ago, when I first went into the world and embraced feminism as an equalising movement, not one based on hatred, resentment or superiority, my mother expressed doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that she foresaw a time when women would be under more pressure, rather than less, with less respect rather than more, falling further behind rather than stepping out in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought her fearful and reactionary. Now I think her wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt that I will offend countless women by this story, but I don't care. Countless women have offended me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that after millenniums of being treated as second-class citizens we could have put up a better fight. The revolution is dead — bring on the fluffy handcuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen Murphy is a Fairfax writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5721061332397886850?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/Fp0L2viUEcM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/Fp0L2viUEcM/no-its-not-glamorous-ladies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuyGgPKwXI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nFi8siJoB7s/s72-c/krystal07.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-its-not-glamorous-ladies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-8881163037595614245</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-06T12:30:03.372+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">society</category><title>SEX IN THE ZEROS</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuy6YePIlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/yeE5GEYGU6E/s1600/sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuy6YePIlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/yeE5GEYGU6E/s320/sex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502188085834621522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY BERNARD CHAPLIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The television program "Sex in the City" has provoked a great deal of controversy and coverage over the last few years but I would now like to add my own to the media morass. I speak from the position of a man who is in the front lines of the gender war. Let me begin by saying that the only truth in regards to the program's contents is that it is a complete lie. To begin with, the show's producers are both admittedly gay males and it is my belief that this program is far more indicative of gay male sexuality than it ever will be of female sexuality. The sad fact that so many females are able to relate to it is more a testament to self-absorption than it is an actual reflection of life for older women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters on the HBO comedy are unlike any women in their thirties that I've ever met. While it's true that several of the ones I've known reflexively recite propaganda that would be in harmony with the program's themes such as how happy they are not to be married and how they are "not yet ready" to have children and also that they are glad to have been free to experience the diversity (read chaos here) of their single years. My own view is that they doth protest too much. Usually I'll hear their vows of happiness as a reaction to my asking for a saltshaker or the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thirty-something year-old women are beginning to comprehend something that has been hidden by the politically correct curtain that hangs across our continent. The comprehension is that their audience is a very fickle one and that those who once adored them are no longer willing to make sacrifices for women who have very few reproductive years left. Some are absolutely incredulous that their market value may be diminishing but they've forgotten that there are very few real life princesses in their thirties. What is forgivable in youth is abominable in middle age. The days of the coquette are finite and we have less flattering names for women who engage in spoiled behaviors as they age. The difference between older and younger women has never been greater than it is today and "Sex in the City" spins an evil lie to obscure this truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Males have always, and will always, prefer younger and more fertile females to older ones and the pursuit of fertility is a noble (not shallow) reason for why we select the women that we do. Today, an astronomical number of women waste twenty years or more of their fleeting fertility before realizing that lost time cannot be regained. They then hope that the females younger than them are as short-sighted as they are. Predictably, based on the illusions our culture has fostered, they probably will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's publication of Sylvia Ann Hewlett's book, Creating a Life: Professional Women and the Quest for Children, informed us of the inherent confusion in many single females who have been duped by pop culture and the media into believing that fertility begins to decline at age 40. Alas, the real age for females is 27. The fact that there is a zero point for female reproduction that no medical technology can alter also comes as a great surprise to them. The solution is an obvious one and it is for women to negotiate from a position of strength and find a marriage partner when they are atop the mountain rather than on the tortuous, weary descent to its base. This recommendation is so obvious it shouldn't even warrant an essay but the harridans who terrorize anyone who interferes with the fantasy lives of uncommitted females have made the issuance of such advice a radical act of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the board most of what is labeled as advice for females are fabrications based on the denial of human nature. Women are told that males use younger women for sex. We do not. We marry younger women. It is older women we use for sex. The sooner we acknowledge these unpleasant facts the better it is for all concerned. It is the lie about humanity's internal motivations that are the root of the strife between men and women in our culture today. The female acquisition of high status males as mates is based on their degree of sexual power and this sexual power declines as they age. Danielle Crittenden's book What Our Mothers Didn't Tell Us: Why Happiness Eludes the Modern Woman documents this outcome beautifully. This change is power causes feelings of bitterness towards men and also towards other women. My initial response to this was "You were the Generals and you lost the battle so blame yourselves" but such a response is illustrative that I, nor most males, had a great deal of attractive power at age 20. We are decidedly low status when in college and I, myself, was no exception. For women it is a different rule of existence altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 20-year-old female is like the German Panzer of 1941 as it rolls triumphantly through the Russian steppes. Everyone and everything bows before its tread. She is pursued by every known heterosexual demographic of male and it must, from this over-stimulation along with youth and inexperience, make it highly difficult to make a rational decision about the future. What is essential for her to realize is that time affects the flesh of everyone and that she is no exception. All physical states are temporary. By the time she reaches 35 that same elite German Panzer has turned into a wasted carcass on the Kursk battlefield. It can be seen belching black smoke into the Russian night from 10 miles away (or perhaps therapeutically buying 400 dollar shoes at a New York boutique). History is prelude and younger women presently pay no attention to the mistakes of their elders. Possibly they imagine that the plot will change for them even though it has never changed before and never will. If younger females were aware of the storm that is coming they could readily secure a high status male while were at the top of the hierarchy yet all too many are taught in school that hierarchies do not even exist. Besides, the allures of a meaningless existence are too great for most to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The embrace of empty affairs only grinds their bones and their prospects to dust even if it provides momentary gratification (and I'm not sure it even does that). The most deleterious result of all is that the modern female's rampant promiscuity is the principal causation for the male's decreasing desire to marry them. Women who are promiscuous have little to offer males outside of 15 minutes of enjoyment and, the 15 minutes is not worth the risks to one's health. A feminist anthropologist argued that there may be a biological basis behind female promiscuity as sleeping with numerous men allows women to find numerous men to support her offspring. Is she right? No! This belief is wholly misguided. It only allows for numerous men to never trust her with a dollar fifty. Sleeping with a gaggle of men would have ensured little support from the community as a woman who is communal is beyond individual interest. This anthropologist ignores the ironclad evolutionary maxim "Mommy's baby, daddy's maybe" and this is the driving force behind much of the male's reproductive behaviors. This pithy saying encompasses male's innate concerns about finding a reliable, non-promiscuous, spouse. After all, a woman is always confident of her maternity whereas a man can never be 100% sure that he is the father of his own offspring. Hence the most pleasant words for any father to hear are "the baby looks just like you." Marriage for the majority of our species' history provided a clear benefit to both parties. A man would be granted sexual relations with a woman and also be provided with progeny in the form of his children. A woman would be given a protector and a provider to ensure that she and her children were taken care of as she aged. Female promiscuity has destroyed the bonds that tie men to women. The progress of the "progressive" forces of the sexual revolution have caused the sexes to now be genuinely suspicious of one another and, for a great many members of male the population, compels us to not "tie the knot" at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to a man's great detriment to spend any time or money on a woman who "throws it around." As I have a character in my book, NAPALM is the Scent of Justice, argue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any man will drive down the road in a car with 300,000 miles on it but only an insane fool would purchase one."&lt;br /&gt;Insane indeed but our society encourages us to do it anyway even though it is against all of our evolutionary interests. Societal stigma is the only way to combat this problem and it won't be coming from a generation weaned on "Elimidate" and MTV. The show "The Bachelorette" supplies a convincing argument for how television really is divorced from reality. Women may well be genuinely attracted to Lotharios but males instinctively recoil from female players as it is a guarantor of false paternity. "The Bachelorette" featured one female with 25 men to choose from and when we 25 men are with a female we think "gangbang" before "marriage." Women get cues from other women and a man who is often seen in the company of various females becomes a hot prospect. Rather than get cues from other men we get nauseous from their group presence. The sexes are different and let's embrace viva la difference once again.&lt;br /&gt;James Joyce's stupendous work, Ulysses, postulates that "love" is the word known to all men (let's say humanity here for the sake of universality). Love is our goal and our priority. In this pursuit sex alone is a false god. Sex is always a means and never an end. Those people that do not learn this truth are among some of the most maladjusted in our society. Purposeless sex is the greatest barrier to the love we can experience. The female aping of the male's bad habits is an allure to no one. Those females who promote themselves as commodities for sexual thrills, who become alcoholics, smoke cigars or talk like street hustlers are by definition not worthy of romantic pursuit. Part of the male love for woman comes from a desire to protect and if the person you wish to protect does not take their existence seriously or repeatedly tells you "that they don't need your protection" then exerting yourself in their defense is a lost cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern woman, through the mechanism of the sexual revolution, has been indoctrinated to believe that the mindless pursuit of copulation is the road to enlightenment. It is practically impossible for those females born to a poor family structure, immersion in pop culture and indoctrination by the modern leftist professorate to resist the asinine logic of living life in the present at all times. Many of today's women have been charmed by social engineers who are, in reality, pipers of death. The realization that they've been had often occurs when they are past reproductive age and it is too late to do anything about their situation. The use of denial as a shield has been tried repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most hilarious of arguments foisted onto the backs of our citizens is that somehow work is a replacement for children. Can you imagine how the first person who made this argument was received? He or she provoked smirks and queer looks but that's ancient history as today such a belief is a societal convention. Women have been thoroughly deceived on this point. Ann Coulter had an excellent quote about this in her book Slander: Liberal Lies About the American Right that men have jobs and that women have careers. A career has mythical powers associated with the word. A career is satisfaction beyond pay and it is, 95% of the time, a myth. People work to get paid. I, nor nobody else I know, would get up at 5:15 am everyday if we weren't getting paid to do so. I know a girl who quit an 80,000 dollar a year job and went back to school to become a teacher because she wasn't "feeling good about going to work everyday." I told her she had 80,000 reasons to feel good going to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arguments here are not belied by the fact that I am a thoroughly modern man (indeed as are most of the men I associate with) who has no desire to turn back the clock to a time when women had no choices. I believe in equal pay for equal work and hiring based on merit alone without demographic issues as a consideration. Certainly women who want to work themselves to death should be allowed to do so (it's good for the economy) but why don't we be honest with them about the risks. I mean how high functioning does a person have to be to understand that spending time with your first degree biological relations is superior to spending days with the neo-strangers at work you couldn't care less about. The majority of jobs consist of producing goods that are valuable to others and not to your self. So what? You get paid for what you do and should be grateful for it. My friends in sales get little satisfaction internally from what they do but live well and prosper anyway. I am confounded by anyone choosing associates over their own blood but everyone else should be as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a male there is practically nothing that I can do about all of this as I will forever be part of the "demand" side of the equation. Our dilemma in dating modern women is very much like walking into a voting booth and reading only one name on the ballot with the word "yes" next to it and no room for the response of "no." My recommendation is to mar the ballot with a crimson "Nyet" and walk out of the booth. "Sex in the City" is a perfect example of the sexual revolutionist's fantasies and it is also indicative of how today we avoid virtue at all costs. It is a time capsule showcasing a city but the city is not New York. It is the razed and pulverized Stalingrad of 1943.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-8881163037595614245?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/0BG4VkDPk2o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/0BG4VkDPk2o/sex-in-zeros.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFuy6YePIlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/yeE5GEYGU6E/s72-c/sex.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/sex-in-zeros.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-4860838673996524269</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 07:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-02T12:40:27.641+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>APPLICATION FORM FOR A GIRLFRIEND</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFZu8YoJX-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/vNFz-GRiXJc/s1600/girlfriend-app.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFZu8YoJX-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/vNFz-GRiXJc/s320/girlfriend-app.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500705978561683426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER:  the article is solely for the purpose of entertainment and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to recession, I sacked my Girlfriend (part of my cost cutting efforts) I need new one, so pass on this information to your female friends...please this is urgent (only females)&lt;br /&gt;Applications are invited for the following post. The package and incentives are mentioned below:&lt;br /&gt;Designation : Junior girl friend (trainee)&lt;br /&gt;Experience : Must have ditched at least 2 guys (Fresher with excellent credentials will be considered)&lt;br /&gt;Other requirement : Should have the Potential to do street bargaining and fight if required.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 18-23 (if the individual is too good looking but not in the age group can also apply, special consideration will undertaken for them)&lt;br /&gt;Height, weight, complexions no bar, but is subjective.&lt;br /&gt;Perks and incentives:&lt;br /&gt;Total gross ( Monthly ) :&lt;br /&gt;• 2 gifts worth not exceeding Rs. 1000/-(no precious metals, stones)&lt;br /&gt;• bike rides each duration 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;• trips to National Highways&lt;br /&gt;• 5 Trips to Hanuman Mandir / Iskcon Temple&lt;br /&gt;• Kulfis / Chocobars at a regular gap of 3 days&lt;br /&gt;• Daily Provision of Samosa/Bread Pakoda/Bhel worth Rs. 10 /-&lt;br /&gt;• 2 movies per month (on weekends)&lt;br /&gt;• Visits to Shopping Malls and BARISTA every weekend (On your own expense)&lt;br /&gt;A Pair of Jeans or T-shirts according to demand will be gifted, subject to finance availability and to the size available with the shopkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;Net Deductions (Monthly): Affair Fund and un-professional taxes will be informed on joining&lt;br /&gt;The probation period is 6 months, after which confirmation (with Promotion to fulltime Girlfriend)&lt;br /&gt;Please NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Only females.&lt;br /&gt;2. Girls who left in the last 2 months need not apply.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ex-girlfriends will be eligible only if they agree to the above mentioned conditions.&lt;br /&gt;There is more:&lt;br /&gt;For girls who are not eligible, can take advantage of the referral program by referring their friends, colleagues etc.&lt;br /&gt;Candle light or Tube light dinner will be given on every referral, even if candidate is not selected.&lt;br /&gt;Search never ends!!&lt;br /&gt;Interested candidates can send their resume with&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Name/fresher-exp/age.&lt;br /&gt;Photo must be in attachment to the email address via mail&lt;br /&gt;Note: Applications without photo will be rejected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-4860838673996524269?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/KHpWKwY_J3U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/KHpWKwY_J3U/disclaimer-article-is-solely-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFZu8YoJX-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/vNFz-GRiXJc/s72-c/girlfriend-app.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/08/disclaimer-article-is-solely-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-4637506455456165979</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2010 09:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-31T15:37:22.672+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my poems</category><title>IF I WERE</title><description>if i were a number, i would be 5.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a month, i would be january.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a day of the week, i would be saturday.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a color, i would be navy blue.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a part of the male clothing, i would be full sleeves shirt with a tie.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a part of the female clothing, i would be ..... anything (except the pads)&lt;br /&gt;if i were an animal, i would be jackal.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a sea creature, i would be dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a frightening animal, i would be a black, large, thick lizard.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a food item, i would be paneer.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a food type, i would be punjabi.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a dancer, i would be mj.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a guitarist, i would be van halen.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a musician, i would be howard shore.&lt;br /&gt;if i were an actor, i would be brad pitt.&lt;br /&gt;if i were an actress, i would be jenifer connelly.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a movie character, i would be aragon (LOTR)&lt;br /&gt;if i were a ceo, i would be sam walton.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a political leader, i would be gandhiji&lt;br /&gt;if i were a scientist, i would be leonardo de vinci.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a part of the house, i would be balcony.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a part of the school kit, i would be compass.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a flower, i would be ..... don't know any.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a company, i would be google.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a god (STFU), i would be lord krishna.&lt;br /&gt;if i were a religion, i would be hindu.&lt;br /&gt;if i were..... if only i were......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-4637506455456165979?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/SamI8Hnheqk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/SamI8Hnheqk/if-i-were.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-were.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-8995008089334489668</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-29T19:00:22.232+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my favorite movies</category><title>THE BEACH.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFF65_cd19I/AAAAAAAAA-E/D3XlaQtQhgc/s1600/MV5BNzQ0OTM2MTgyN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDI5MjU3._V1._SX475_SY341_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It wasn't even a hit movie on the blockbuster. But you can say that it's one of the movie that many people don't like but i still do. The story of the movie is simple. One young american boy-richard (leonardo dicaprio) goes to thailand to explore the world and enjoy the vacation. Before he would start regretting his decision he bumps into a girl-francoise- who already has a boyfriend. He also meets some psycho man who hands him a map of a secret and hidden plus a heavenly island before he gets killed. richard successfully convinces both francoise and her french boyfriend etienna to join him to the journey to that island. During the journey he hands a copy of the map to some bunch of boys that he gets to meet meanwhile, something which he is going to regret latter. Finally after swimming an ocean of 2 kilometers they finally reach the island, but before they could even enjoy being there, they come to know that it was being guarded by some thai gunmen who keep tourists from coming to the island by shooting them dead. Somehow they escape them just found lost and stuck on the island. Suddenly they meet some guy who kindly takes them around the island to get them acquianted with other island members. The trio were completely surprised by the fact that there's a community of people secretly living off in the old conventional way with absolutely no human communication with the outside world except going to the city sometimes to buy some stuff. They also come to know the awful truth that the community member are strict about keeping the island's identity hidden. Meanwhile the trio enjoys being on the island with heavenly environment, crystal clear water, white sandy beaches, fishing, monkeys etc... One day while fishing on a rainy night richard gets attacked by a shark yet survives the attack and suddenly becomes hero in the community. Now francoise who also had feelings for richard declares her love for him and promise to keep it secret from etienne. But etienne soon comes to know of the fact and willingly but reluctantly sidelines himself from their relationship. One day richard goes to bangkok city to buy some groceries along with sal-the community leader. In bangkok they run into the same bunch of guys who richard had handed the map to. Now sal-who was already impressed by richard's bravery and smartness- asks for sex with him in exchange for keeping the incident secret. They get some sex and return to the island. After some days sal finds that some tourist have started coming to the island thereby breaking the secret of the island. She handles the task of keeping the tourists away from the island by ordering him to stay alone there away from community and keeping an eye on oncoming tourists which richard considered some kind of punishment which he had no choice but to perform. Meanwhile francoise comes to know that richard and sal had sex at bangkok which breaks their relationship. Now as richard spend more days at the jundle alone, madness possesses him. He constantly keeps imitating the murdered man who had first handed him the map. ..... well that's it. if you wanna know more than watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTOR = DANNY BOYLE (the director of slum dog millionaire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/02F4lL7SUmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/02F4lL7SUmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SOUNDTRACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY WOMAN !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;TR VALIGN="MIDDLE"&gt;&lt;TD style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topleft2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;TD style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-top2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: middle;"&gt; Moby - Porcelain .mp3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;TD style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topright2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR VALIGN="MIDDLE"&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/left-ltrow2.gif);"/&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/light2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;embed class="beeplayer" wmode="transparent" style="height:24px;width:290px;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/player.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="290" height="24" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;bg=0xCDDFF3&amp;leftbg=0x357DCE&amp;lefticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;rightbg=0x64F051&amp;rightbghover=0x1BAD07&amp;righticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;righticonhover=0xFFFFFF&amp;text=0x357DCE&amp;slider=0x357DCE&amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;border=0xFFFFFF&amp;loader=0xAF2910&amp;soundFile=http%3A//www.oracle.com/global/pt/start/103-moby-porcelain.mp3%0A%0A"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;vertical-align:bottom" src="http://beemp3.com/player/logo_small.gif"/&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-ltrow2.gif);"/&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="16"&gt;&lt;IMG style="padding:0;border:0;" SRC="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomleft2.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-bottom2.gif);background-repeat: repeat-x;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: top;text-align: center;padding:0;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=7094394&amp;song=Porcelain"&gt;bee mp3 search engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="16"&gt;&lt;IMG style="padding:0;border:0;" SRC="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomright2.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE DIALOGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICHARD:&lt;br /&gt;--My name is Richard. So what else do you need to know? Stuff about my family, or where I'm from? None of that matters. Not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose, looking for something more beautiful, something more exciting and yes, I admit, something more dangerous. So after eighteen hours in the back of an airplane, three dumb movies, two plastic meals, six beers and absolutely no sleep, I finally touch down; in Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, 'cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're a part of something, and if you find that moment... it lasts forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Trust me, it's paradise. This is where the hungry come to feed. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It's probably worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I had nothing left to offer but pure reflex. Pure reflex and mankind's basic drive for survival, that somehow shouts, "NO - I WILL NOT DIE TODAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. It doesn't need to be a good reason. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example. Now, in the long run, that's just the kind of dumb, irritating habit that would cause you to split up. But in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--The only downer is, everyone's got the same idea. We all travel thousands of miles just to watch TV and check in to somewhere with all the comforts of home, and you gotta ask yourself, what is the point of that?&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like everyone tries to do something different, but you always wind up doing the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--You hope, and you dream. But you never believe that something's gonna happen for you. Not like it does in the movies. And when it actually does, you want it to feel different, more visceral, more real. I was waiting for it to hit me, but it just wouldn't happen. The police were pissed cus' he was travelling under a false passport. But they didn't ask me about the map, so - i didn't tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSATION:&lt;br /&gt;Françoise: What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Just making conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Françoise: Do you have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Here?&lt;br /&gt;Françoise: Anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: No, why?&lt;br /&gt;Françoise: Just making conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATE = 3.5/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-8995008089334489668?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/g2VZDqMU04E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/g2VZDqMU04E/beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFF65_cd19I/AAAAAAAAA-E/D3XlaQtQhgc/s72-c/MV5BNzQ0OTM2MTgyN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDI5MjU3._V1._SX475_SY341_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/beach.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-8538393667177562119</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-29T18:00:19.598+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>50 FACTS ABOUT WOMEN</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFF0QmgNIxI/AAAAAAAAA90/g1XB1o1Fu4I/s1600/women-restroom-0304-lg-49130332+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFF0QmgNIxI/AAAAAAAAA90/g1XB1o1Fu4I/s320/women-restroom-0304-lg-49130332+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499304448558441234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: The following content is only for the purpose of entertainment and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 facts about women:&lt;br /&gt;1. Women love to shop. It is the one area of the world where they feel like they’re actually in control.&lt;br /&gt;2. Women especially love a bargain. The question of “need” is irrelevant, so don’t bother pointing it out. Anything on sale is fair game.&lt;br /&gt;3. Women never have anything to wear. Don’t question the racks of clothes in the closet; you “just don’t understand”.&lt;br /&gt;4. Women need to cry. And they won’t do it alone unless they know you can hear them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Women will always ask questions that have no right answer, in an effort to trap you into feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;6. Women love to talk. Silence intimidates them and they feel a need to fill it, even if they have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;7. Women need to feel like there are people worse off than they are. That’s why soap operas and Oprah Winfrey-type shows are so successful.&lt;br /&gt;8. Women don’t need sex as often as men do. This is because sex is more physical for men and more emotional for women. Just knowing that the man wants to have sex with them fulfills the emotional need.&lt;br /&gt;9. Women hate bugs. Even the strong-willed ones need a man around when there’s a spider or a wasp involved.&lt;br /&gt;10. Women can’t keep secrets. They eat away at them from the inside. And they don’t view it as being untrustworthy, providing they only tell two or three people.&lt;br /&gt;11. Women always go to public restrooms in groups. It gives them a chance to gossip.&lt;br /&gt;12. Women can’t refuse to answer a ringing phone, no matter what she’s doing. It might be the lottery calling.&lt;br /&gt;13. Women never understand why men love toys. Men understand that they wouldn’t need toys if women had an “on/off” switch.&lt;br /&gt;14. Women think all beer is the same.&lt;br /&gt;15. Women keep three different shampoos and two different conditioners in the shower. After a woman showers, the bathroom will smell like a tropical rain forest.&lt;br /&gt;16. Women don’t understand the appeal of sports. Men seek entertainment that allows them to escape reality. Women seek entertainment that reminds them of how horrible things could be.&lt;br /&gt;17. If a man goes on a seven-day trip, he’ll pack five days worth of clothes and will wear some things twice; if a woman goes on a seven-day trip she’ll pack 21 outfits because she doesn’t know what she’ll feel like wearing each day.&lt;br /&gt;18. Women brush their hair before bed.&lt;br /&gt;19. Watch a woman eat an ice cream cone and you’ll have a pretty good idea about how she’ll be in bed.&lt;br /&gt;20. Women are paid less than men, except for one field: Modeling.&lt;br /&gt;21. Women are never wrong. Apologizing is the man’s responsibility, “It’s there in the Bible”. Hmmm, who was it that gave Adam the apple?&lt;br /&gt;22. Women do not know anything about cars. “Oil- stick, oil doesn’t stick?”&lt;br /&gt;23. Women have better restrooms. They get the nice chairs and red carpet. Men just get a large bowl to share.&lt;br /&gt;24. The average number of items in a typical woman’s bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.&lt;br /&gt;25. Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren’t looking, men kick cats.&lt;br /&gt;26. Women love to talk on the phone. A woman can visit her girlfriend for two weeks, and upon returning home, she will call the same friend and they will talk for three hours.&lt;br /&gt;27. A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, or get the mail.&lt;br /&gt;28. Women will drive miles out of their way to avoid the possibility of getting lost using a shortcut.&lt;br /&gt;29. Women don’t try as hard as men during sex; after all, they don’t fall asleep afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;30. Women do NOT want an honest answer to the question, ‘How do I look?’&lt;br /&gt;31. PMS stands for: Permissible Man-Slaughter. (Or at least men think it means that. PMS also stands for Preposterous Mood Swings and Punish My Spouse.&lt;br /&gt;32. The first naked man a women see is “Ken”.&lt;br /&gt;33. Women are insecure about their weight, butt, and breast sizes.&lt;br /&gt;34. Women will make three right-hand turns to avoid making one left-hand turn.&lt;br /&gt;35. “Oh, nothing,” has an entirely different meaning in woman-language than it does in man-language.&lt;br /&gt;36. Lewis Carroll’s Caterpillar had nothing on women.&lt;br /&gt;37. Women cannot use a map without turning the map to correspond to the direction that they are heading.&lt;br /&gt;38. All women are overweight by definition; don’t agree with them about it. Women always have 5 pounds to lose, but don’t bring this up unless they really have 5 pounds to gain.&lt;br /&gt;39. If it is not Valentines day and you see a man in a flower shop, you can probably start up a conversation by asking, “What did you do?”&lt;br /&gt;40. Only women understand the reason for “guest towels” and the “good china”.&lt;br /&gt;41. Women want equal rights, but you rarely hear them clamoring to be let into the draft to cover the responsibilities that go with those rights. All women seek equality with men until it comes to sharing the closet, taking out the trash, and picking up the check.&lt;br /&gt;42. Origin of the word “woman” is: woo-man.&lt;br /&gt;43. If a man ticks off a woman she will often respond by getting a fuzzy toilet cover which warms their rear, but makes it impossible for the lid to stay up thus it constantly gets peed on by the guys. (which gets them in more trouble)&lt;br /&gt;44. Women never check to see if the lid is up. They seem to prefer taking a flying butt leap towards the bowl and then chewing men out because they “left the seat up” instead of taking two seconds and lowering it themselves.&lt;br /&gt;45. Women can get out of speeding tickets by pouting. This will get men arrested.&lt;br /&gt;46. Women don’t really care about a sense of humor in a guy despite claims to the contrary. You don’t see women trampling over Tom Cruise to get to Gilbert Gottfried, do you?&lt;br /&gt;47. Women fake orgasm because men fake foreplay.&lt;br /&gt;48. It’s okay for women to dance with each other and not be gay. You don’t see straight men dancing together.&lt;br /&gt;49. Women will spend hours dressing up to go out, and then they’ll go out and spend more time checking out other women. Men can never catch women checking out other men; women will always catch men checking out other women.&lt;br /&gt;50. The most embarrassing thing for women is to find another woman wearing the same dress at a formal party. You don’t hear men say, “Oh-my-GOD, there’s another man wearing a black tux, get me outta here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-8538393667177562119?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/tQyKullHDJM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/tQyKullHDJM/50-facts-about-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFF0QmgNIxI/AAAAAAAAA90/g1XB1o1Fu4I/s72-c/women-restroom-0304-lg-49130332+(1).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/50-facts-about-women.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-1084208264388918486</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-29T08:54:05.154+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my favorite movies</category><title>PULP FICTION</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDzn7B0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/EFRy2Aowf2k/s1600/Pulp-Fiction-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDzn7B0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/EFRy2Aowf2k/s320/Pulp-Fiction-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499159093207304002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDkt2Q1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/MONO6k4VZ_Q/s1600/Pulp_Fiction_album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDkt2Q1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/MONO6k4VZ_Q/s320/Pulp_Fiction_album.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499159089205625682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDe93MZI/AAAAAAAAA9c/WJZMMd2iIWc/s1600/2nqw6t4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDe93MZI/AAAAAAAAA9c/WJZMMd2iIWc/s320/2nqw6t4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499159087662182802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, WHAT CAN I SAY ABOUT ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES OF ALL TIME? So much has already been written about this movie, almost everyone has seen this movie. i would be foolish if i would go into describing the story here. The movie has no definite script or story-flow. It doesn't seem to have any conclusive end neither a conventional beginning. But that is the style of Quentin Terantino. The movie is exclusively meant for adult audience who can put up with flabbergasting  of lots of F-words,S-words and vulgar terms. The movie brought up the kind of world that normal audience had never seen or imagined before. The cast included some of the best actors and actresses of all time such as Samuel jackson, john trovolta, Uma therman, Quentin tarantino (himself), Bruce willis. The best part of the movie is the screenplay which people thoroughly enjoyed. People went out of theater taking some evergreen aspects of this movie with them forever-such as 'jack rabbit' slim twist contest', 'the dating conversation between mia and vincent vaga', 'mia's fox force five joke', 'jules style of shooting the man in the beginning', 'honey-boney's style of robbing the restaurant with her boyfriend'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY=&lt;br /&gt;Outrageously violent, time-twisting, and in love with language, Pulp Fiction was widely considered the most influential American movie of the 1990s. Director and co-screenwriter Quentin Tarantino synthesized such seemingly disparate traditions as the syncopated language of David Mamet; the serious violence of American gangster movies, crime movies, and films noirs mixed up with the wacky violence of cartoons, video games, and Japanese animation; and the fragmented story-telling structures of such experimental classics as Citizen Kane, Rashomon, and La jetée. The Oscar-winning script by Tarantino and Roger Avary intertwines three stories, featuring Samuel L. Jackson and John Travolta, in the role that single-handedly reignited his career, as hit men who have philosophical interchanges on such topics as the French names for American fast food products; Bruce Willis as a boxer out of a 1940s B-movie; and such other stalwarts as Harvey Keitel, Tim Roth, Christopher Walken, Eric Stoltz, Ving Rhames, and Uma Thurman, whose dance sequence with Travolta proved an instant classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE DIALOGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMPKIN (THE ONE WHO ROBS THE RESTAURANT)=&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with that?  People never rob restaurants, why not?                     Bars, liquor stores, gas stations, you get your head blown off                       stickin' up one of them. restaurants, on the other hand, you                        catch with their pants down. They're not expecting to get                        robbed, or not as expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONEYBONEY = Any of you fuckin' pricks move and I'll execute every one of you                       motherfuckers!  Got that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINCENT=&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't                        mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does.  I've given a million ladies                        a million foot massages and they all meant somethin'.  We act like                        they don't, but they do.  That's what's so fuckin' cool about 'em.                       This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know                        it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan                        shoulda known fuckin' better. That's his fuckin' wife, man.  He                        ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSATION BETWEEN JULES AND BRETT:&lt;br /&gt;JULES:&lt;br /&gt;                      Whatsamatter?  Oh, you were through&lt;br /&gt;                      anyway.  Well, let me retort.&lt;br /&gt;                      Would you describe for me what&lt;br /&gt;                      Marsellus Wallace looks like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett still cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      What country you from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (petrified)&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      "What" ain't no country I know!  Do&lt;br /&gt;                      they speak English in "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (near heart attack)&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      English-motherfucker-can-you-speak-&lt;br /&gt;                      it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                      Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Then you understand what I'm&lt;br /&gt;                      sayin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                      Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Now describe what Marsellus Wallace&lt;br /&gt;                      looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (out of fear)&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jules takes his .45 and PRESSES the barrel HARD in Brett's&lt;br /&gt;       cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Say "What" again!  C'mon, say&lt;br /&gt;                      "What" again!  I dare ya, I double&lt;br /&gt;                      dare ya motherfucker, say "What"&lt;br /&gt;                      one more goddamn time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Brett is regressing on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Now describe to me what Marsellus&lt;br /&gt;                      Wallace looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Brett does his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                      Well he's ...he's...black --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      -- go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                      ...and he's...he's...tall --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      -- does he look like a bitch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (without thinking)&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jules' eyes go to Vincent, Vincent smirks, Jules rolls his&lt;br /&gt;       eyes and SHOOT Brett in the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Brett SCREAMS, breaking into a SHAKING/TREMBLING SPASM in the&lt;br /&gt;       chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Does-he-look-like-a-bitch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (in agony)&lt;br /&gt;                      No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Then why did you try to fuck 'im&lt;br /&gt;                      like a bitch?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (in spasm)&lt;br /&gt;                      I didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      Yes ya did Brett.  Ya tried ta fuck&lt;br /&gt;                      'im.  You ever read the Bible,&lt;br /&gt;                      Brett?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 BRETT&lt;br /&gt;                           (in spasm)&lt;br /&gt;                      Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 JULES&lt;br /&gt;                      There's a passage I got memorized,&lt;br /&gt;                      seems appropriate for this&lt;br /&gt;                      situation: Ezekiel 25:17. "The path&lt;br /&gt;                      of the righteous man is beset on&lt;br /&gt;                      all sides by the inequities of the&lt;br /&gt;                      selfish and the tyranny of evil&lt;br /&gt;                      men.  Blessed is he who, in the&lt;br /&gt;                      name of charity and good will,&lt;br /&gt;                      shepherds the weak through the&lt;br /&gt;                      valley of darkness, for he is truly&lt;br /&gt;                      his brother's keeper and the finder&lt;br /&gt;                      of lost children.  And I will&lt;br /&gt;                      strike down upon thee with great&lt;br /&gt;                      vengeance and furious anger those&lt;br /&gt;                      who attempt to poison and destroy&lt;br /&gt;                      my brothers.  And you will know my&lt;br /&gt;                      name is the Lord when I lay my&lt;br /&gt;                      vengeance upon you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSATION BETWEEN JULES AND VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Marsellus said you just got back&lt;br /&gt;                      from Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      Sure did.  I heard you did a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      That was my fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      What was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      It was show about a team of female&lt;br /&gt;                      secret agents called "Fox Force&lt;br /&gt;                      Five."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      "Fox Force Five."  Fox, as in we're&lt;br /&gt;                      a bunch of foxy chicks.  Force, as&lt;br /&gt;                      in we're a force to be reckoned&lt;br /&gt;                      with.  Five, as in there's one..two&lt;br /&gt;                      ..three..four..five of us.  There&lt;br /&gt;                      was a blonde one, Sommerset O'Neal&lt;br /&gt;                      from that show "Baton Rouge," she&lt;br /&gt;                      was the leader.  A Japanese one, a&lt;br /&gt;                      black one, a French one and a&lt;br /&gt;                      brunette one, me.  We all had&lt;br /&gt;                      special skills.  Sommerset had a&lt;br /&gt;                      photographic memory, the Japanese&lt;br /&gt;                      fox was a kung fu master, the black&lt;br /&gt;                      girl was a demolition expert, the&lt;br /&gt;                      French fox' specialty was sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      What was your specialty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Knives.  The character I played,&lt;br /&gt;                      Raven McCoy, her background was she&lt;br /&gt;                      was raised by circus performers.&lt;br /&gt;                      So she grew up doing a knife act.&lt;br /&gt;                      According to the show, she was the&lt;br /&gt;                      deadliest woman in the world with a&lt;br /&gt;                      knife.&lt;br /&gt;                      But because she grew up in a&lt;br /&gt;                      circus, she was also something of&lt;br /&gt;                      an acrobat.  She could do&lt;br /&gt;                      illusions, she was a trapeze artist&lt;br /&gt;                      -- when you're keeping the world&lt;br /&gt;                      safe from evil, you never know when&lt;br /&gt;                      being a trapeze artist's gonna come&lt;br /&gt;                      in handy.  And she knew a zillion&lt;br /&gt;                      old jokes her grandfather, an old&lt;br /&gt;                      vaudevillian, taught her.  If we&lt;br /&gt;                      woulda got picked up, they woulda&lt;br /&gt;                      worked in a gimmick where every&lt;br /&gt;                      episode I woulda told and ol joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you remember any of the jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Well I only got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;                      one, 'cause we only did one show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      No.  It's really corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      C'mon, don't be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      No.  You won't like it and I'll be&lt;br /&gt;                      embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      You told it in front of fifty&lt;br /&gt;                      million people and you can't tell&lt;br /&gt;                      it to me?  I promise I won't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                           (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what I'm afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      That's not what I meant and you&lt;br /&gt;                      know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      You're quite the silver tongue&lt;br /&gt;                      devil, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      I meant I wouldn't laugh at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      That's not what you said Vince.&lt;br /&gt;                      Well now I'm definitely not gonna&lt;br /&gt;                      tell ya, 'cause it's been built up&lt;br /&gt;                      too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      What a gyp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Buddy comes back with the drinks.  Mia wraps her lips around&lt;br /&gt;       the straw of her shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      Can I have a sip of that?  I'd like&lt;br /&gt;                      to know what a five-dollar shake&lt;br /&gt;                      tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       She slides the shake over to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      You can use my straw, I don't have&lt;br /&gt;                      kooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Vincent smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      Yeah, but maybe I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Kooties I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       He takes a sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                     Goddamn!  That's a pretty fuckin'&lt;br /&gt;                     good milk shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                     Told ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                     I don't know if it's worth five&lt;br /&gt;                     dollars, but it's pretty fuckin'&lt;br /&gt;                     good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       He slides the shake back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Then the first of an uncomfortable silence happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't you hate that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Uncomfortable silences.  Why do we&lt;br /&gt;                      feel it's necessary to yak about&lt;br /&gt;                      bullshit in order to be&lt;br /&gt;                      comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      That's when you know you found&lt;br /&gt;                      somebody special.  When you can&lt;br /&gt;                      just shit the fuck up for a minute,&lt;br /&gt;                      and comfortably share silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      I don't think we're there yet.  But&lt;br /&gt;                      don't feel bad, we just met each&lt;br /&gt;                      other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 MIA&lt;br /&gt;                      Well I'll tell you what, I'll go to&lt;br /&gt;                      the bathroom and powder my nose,&lt;br /&gt;                      while you sit here and think of&lt;br /&gt;                      something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 VINCENT&lt;br /&gt;                      I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TRACKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="MIDDLE"&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topleft2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-top2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: middle;"&gt; 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&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;vertical-align:bottom" src="http://beemp3.com/player/logo_small.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-ltrow2.gif);"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomleft2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-bottom2.gif);background-repeat: repeat-x;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: top;text-align: center;padding:0;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=7068605&amp;amp;song=Son+of+a+Preacher+Man"&gt;bee mp3 search engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomright2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="MIDDLE"&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topleft2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-top2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: middle;"&gt; Neil Diamond - Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon .mp3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topright2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 12px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="MIDDLE"&gt;&lt;td width="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/left-ltrow2.gif);"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/light2.gif);background-repeat: repeat;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;embed class="beeplayer" wmode="transparent" style="height:24px;width:290px;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/player.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="290" height="24" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xCDDFF3&amp;amp;leftbg=0x357DCE&amp;amp;lefticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;amp;rightbg=0x64F051&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x1BAD07&amp;amp;righticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;text=0x357DCE&amp;amp;slider=0x357DCE&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;loader=0xAF2910&amp;amp;soundFile=http%3A//www.snuhfiles.com/sound/neil_diamond-girl_youll_be_a_woman_soon.mp3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;vertical-align:bottom" src="http://beemp3.com/player/logo_small.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-ltrow2.gif);"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomleft2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-bottom2.gif);background-repeat: repeat-x;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: top;text-align: center;padding:0;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=3862213&amp;amp;song=Girl%2C+You'll+Be+A+Woman+Soon"&gt;bee mp3 search engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomright2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATINGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-1084208264388918486?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/ikxzskOsyfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/ikxzskOsyfM/pulp-fiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFDwDzn7B0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/EFRy2Aowf2k/s72-c/Pulp-Fiction-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/pulp-fiction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-8948161958360006566</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-28T20:44:39.696+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my favorite movies</category><title>THE ASSASSINATION OF JASSIE JAMES BY COWARD ROBERT FORD.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFBGpHGcwGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/r4PBjta35sE/s1600/casey-affleck-and-brad-pitt_jesse-james.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFBGpHGcwGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/r4PBjta35sE/s320/casey-affleck-and-brad-pitt_jesse-james.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498972817114054754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely we come across a movie having such a long name. What makes it even more special is the length and the incredibly slow pace of the movie. I, personally like slow movies only if they make some intense sense. Slow movies like the curious case of benjamin button, december boys have always been one of my favorites. So, if you haven't watched this movie yet and if you wish to watch it then let me warn you that the pace of the movie could be annoyingly slow to you if you don't usually savor the beautiful context that the movie is woven into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much going on in the movie with plenty of characters that to describe the movie fully with each and every character's individual intention would be a really bad and boring idea. Basically the movie (a true story) is about Jassie James anf robert ford. (The time line of the movie is the last decade of the 19th centuary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASSIE JAMES- one robber who has robbed plenty of banks and done 17 murders. At the age of 34 he is so popular and famous all over america that it creates some healthy curiosity accompanied by fear and awe among many young people. He appears to be cold-hearted man on the surface but underneath it he has started feeling ashamed and guilty of what he has done all these years. But inspite of all that he has a certain influential persona that people find magnetic. Many people even approve his actions of robbing the banks by considering it an act of 'stealing from the rich and giving to the poor'. He has a wife and two children. His kids never know what their father does, why they so often move to different cities- they don't even know their father's real name. But just like every other robbery, jassie robs the banks along with other gang members. After each big robbery, each gang member vanishes himself into some distant place constantly worrying about other gang member tipping off their names to the police to get the reward. Each gang member feels suspicious about the other gang member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT FORD= one 19 year old boy who always unsuccessfully pretends to be older than 19. Ever since he was a little boy he was completely fascinated by jassie james. Robert's other 4 ford brothers were the gang members of jassie james team. He is so obsessed and impressed by jassie james's personality and attitude that he starts copying jassie's each and every possible moves as if he was trying to create an impersonation of jassie. He had many fetishes related to jassie james. Whenever he would get a chance he would retain and store jassie james stuff like his socks, shirt, cap, belt etc... He would keep finding similarities between him and jassie in order to make him feel better- some of which as he mentions in the movie are blue eyes, 5'8" height, youngest brother among the siblings which were common for both jassie and him. But inside he was a sissy young boy whose voice even sounded like a lady. His brothers would always make fun of him. He never had the courage to use gun. He was a baby that people made promises to but never kept. But the more he gets to know jassie personally, the more he realizes that jassie is not worth idolizing the way he does it. So he decides to mix up with the police to get jassie arrested or killed. In the end he shoots jassie, which he wouldnt have been able to do without jassie intentionally disarmed himself to get willingly killed by robert ford. Now at the age of 20, Robert ford becomes more famous that what jassie was at the age of 35. He becomes a national figure, he goes to newyork to act in a play where he play robert himself and his brother-the only survived gang member plays jassie james. This way makes a lot of money. But people didn't take much time to realize that Robert is actually a coward inside and robert never got the applaud and praise that he expected. After getting publicly infamous in a theater accident, he exiles himself in a private life who gets menacing letters everyday from people wishing his death. He eventually gets shot by someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qp2ppYB9fDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qp2ppYB9fDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE DIALOGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOB (ROBERT FORD)-Folks sometimes take me for a nincompoop on account of the shabby first impression I make,whereas I've always thought of myself as being just a rung down from the James brothers. And I was hoping if I ran into you aside from those&lt;br /&gt;peckerwoods, I was hoping I could show you how special I am. I honestly believe I'm destined for great things, Mr. James. I've got qualities that don't come shining&lt;br /&gt;through right at the outset, but give me a chance and I'll get the job done - I can guarantee you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DICK = My love said she would marry only me and Job himself could not make her care, for what women say to lovers, you’ll agree, one writes on running water or on air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, Poetry don’t work on whores &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASSIE JAMES =&lt;br /&gt;-You know how it is when you're with your girlfriend and the moon is out and you know she wants to be kissed even though she never said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You're giving me signs that grieve my soul and make me wonder if mayhbe your mind's been changed about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charley, You'll stay with the animals. Me and The Kid will walk into the bank just before noon. Bob will move the cashier away from the shotgun that's under the counter and I'll creep up behind that cashier and cock his chin back like so...I'll say, 'How come an offscouring of creation like you is still sucking air when so many of mine are in coffins?I'll say, 'How'd you reach your twentieth birthday without leaking&lt;br /&gt;out all over your clothes?' And if I don't like his attitude, I'll slit that phildoodle so deep he'll flop on the floor like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SCENE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJvhE60-fLI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJvhE60-fLI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE CHARACTER. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jassie is definitely awesome. but it takes talent to play a coward person so i would say robert ford (casely afflek) has done the best performance here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATING.&lt;br /&gt;3.5/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-8948161958360006566?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/PzLcpwd2lKM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/PzLcpwd2lKM/assassination-of-jassie-james-by-coward.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TFBGpHGcwGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/r4PBjta35sE/s72-c/casey-affleck-and-brad-pitt_jesse-james.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/assassination-of-jassie-james-by-coward.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1367993618522698847.post-5995684944117632334</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-28T08:22:33.054+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>SURPRISE YOUR FRIENDS ! play tricks on your computer.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TE-bLVCK6pI/AAAAAAAAA9M/CMcyrCw-guI/s1600/computer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TE-bLVCK6pI/AAAAAAAAA9M/CMcyrCw-guI/s320/computer.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498784288969779858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~!~!~!~ Trick#1 ~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;1. Open a blank Notepad file&lt;br /&gt;2. Write .LOG as the first line of the file, followed by a enter. Save the file and close it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Double-click the file to open it and notice that Notepad appends the current date and time to the end of the file and places the cursor on the line after.&lt;br /&gt;4. Type your notes and then save and close the file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that open the file and see the changes.&lt;br /&gt;With this trick you can also use your notebook as a personal diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~!~!~!~ Trick#2 ~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;1.open notepad&lt;br /&gt;2. type "bush hid the facts"&lt;br /&gt;3. save it and close it...&lt;br /&gt;4 then open it again........n see the changes...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~!~!~!~ Trick#3 ~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the number of the flight that was used to attack the world Trade Centre????&lt;br /&gt;The flight number was Q33N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, open your Notepad, type the number of the flight (i.e. Q33N).&lt;br /&gt;Now click on format&gt;font, increase the font size upto 72, and change the font style to 'wingdings'. Now see the amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~!~!~!~ Trick#4 ~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;Over at WinCustomize, someone thought they'd found an Easter Egg in the Windows Notepad application. If you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open Notepad&lt;br /&gt;2. Type the text "this app can break" (without quotes)&lt;br /&gt;3. Save the file&lt;br /&gt;4. Re-open the file in Notepad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notepad displays seemingly-random Chinese characters, or boxes if your default Notepad font doesn't support those characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an Easter egg (even though it seems like a funny one), and as it turns out, Notepad writes the file correctly. It's only when Notepad reads the file back in that it seems to lose its mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought that you could move your mouse pointer without your mouse..? No, not really, isn't it..? But, it's possible..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Left Alt + Left Shift + Num Lock Button and click OK in the dialogue box that appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your Taskbar, a mouse-like icon will appear. Double click it and under "Mouse" tab, make sure that the "Use Mouse Keys" is checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also ensure that the Num Lock is ON (ie. the light must glow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with the help of Numeric Keypad e.g ( Press and Hold the following Keys )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 8 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For normal click, press 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;You can also change settings under the "Mouse" tab in "Accessibility Options", by clicking on Settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can block the mouse and keyboard by a small autoit code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type below code in autoit editor and save it.&lt;br /&gt;then run it. after it you computer will be not responding to and mouse or key board input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CODE: SELECT ALL&lt;br /&gt;BlockInput(1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To unlock computer, press Ctrl+Alt+Delete .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can block all the usb storage devices by a simple registry setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lock     ---   HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SYSTEM\CurrentControlSet\Services\USBSTOR \ Start = 4&lt;br /&gt;UnLock   ---   HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SYSTEM\CurrentControlSet\Services\USBSTOR \ Start = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am again going to show some fun notepad tricks. Enjoy these cool tricks.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick – 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to get fake error message like below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Notepad &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type&gt; msg * Error: Your system is affected by virus&lt;br /&gt;Save&gt; “virus.bat”&lt;br /&gt;Now open that .bat file, now you got error message window&lt;br /&gt;Its not virus, just your assumption message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to see your system time and date on notepad.&lt;br /&gt;Open notepad&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type&gt; .LOG&lt;br /&gt;Save&gt; time.txt&lt;br /&gt;Now open that text file, your system time and date is appear on notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way to watch time and date in notepad.&lt;br /&gt;Open notepad&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press&gt; F5 button on your keyboard&lt;br /&gt;Now display time and date on your notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to test your antivirus software is active or non active.&lt;br /&gt;Open notepad&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy above code and paste to the notepad and save “filename.txt”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X5O!P%@AP[4\PZX54(P^)7CC)7}$EICAR-STANDARD-ANTIVIRUS-TEST-FILE!$H+H*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now scan that text file on your virus scanner, it shows the text file as virus, your antivirus software is done; otherwise your antivirus software is non active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick -4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open notepad&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type&gt; this app can break&lt;br /&gt;Save “break.txt”&lt;br /&gt;Now open that txt file see miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick -5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately you want 50 pages text in msword?&lt;br /&gt;Open Microsoft word&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type&gt; =rand(100,100) and hit enter&lt;br /&gt;Now 100 lines with 100 paragraphs are ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. Watch these sentences A to Z all alphabetic are present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy these steps have a nice day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 notepad tricks to fool ur frnds&lt;br /&gt;1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycle a message in your friend's computer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ECHO off&lt;br /&gt;:Begin&lt;br /&gt;msg * Hi&lt;br /&gt;msg * Are you having fun?&lt;br /&gt;msg * I am!&lt;br /&gt;msg * Lets have fun together!&lt;br /&gt;msg * Because you have been o-w-n-e-d&lt;br /&gt;GOTO BEGIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.BAT" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convey your friend a lil' message and shut down his / her computer:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@echo off&lt;br /&gt;msg * I don't like you&lt;br /&gt;shutdown -c "Error! You are too stupid!" -s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.BAT" in All Files and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toggle your friend's Caps Lock button simultaneously:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set wshShell =wscript.CreateObject("WScript.Shell")&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;wscript.sleep 100&lt;br /&gt;wshshell.sendkeys "{CAPSLOCK}"&lt;br /&gt;loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continually pop out your friend's CD Drive. If he / she has more than one, it pops out all of them!&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set oWMP = CreateObject("WMPlayer.OCX.7")&lt;br /&gt;Set colCDROMs = oWMP.cdromCollection&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;if colCDROMs.Count &gt;= 1 then&lt;br /&gt;For i = 0 to colCDROMs.Count - 1&lt;br /&gt;colCDROMs.Item(i).Eject&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;For i = 0 to colCDROMs.Count - 1&lt;br /&gt;colCDROMs.Item(i).Eject&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;End If&lt;br /&gt;wscript.sleep 5000&lt;br /&gt;loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrate your friend by making this VBScript hit Enter simultaneously:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set wshShell = wscript.CreateObject("WScript.Shell")&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;wscript.sleep 100&lt;br /&gt;wshshell.sendkeys "~(enter)"&lt;br /&gt;loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Notepad, slowly type "Hello, how are you? I am good thanks" and freak your friend out:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 180000&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 10000&lt;br /&gt;Set WshShell = WScript.CreateObject("WScript.Shell")&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.Run "notepad"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 100&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.AppActivate "Notepad"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "Hel"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "lo "&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys ", ho"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "w a"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "re "&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "you"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "? "&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "I a"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "m g"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "ood"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys " th"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "ank"&lt;br /&gt;WScript.Sleep 500&lt;br /&gt;WshShell.SendKeys "s! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrate your friend by making this VBScript hit Backspace simultaneously:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsgBox "Let's go back a few steps"&lt;br /&gt;Set wshShell =wscript.CreateObject("WScript.Shell")&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;wscript.sleep 100&lt;br /&gt;wshshell.sendkeys "{bs}"&lt;br /&gt;loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hack your friend's keyboard and make him type "You are a fool" simultaneously:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set wshShell = wscript.CreateObject("WScript.Shell")&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;wscript.sleep 100&lt;br /&gt;wshshell.sendkeys "You are a fool."&lt;br /&gt;loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.VBS" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Notepad continually in your friend's computer:&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ECHO off&lt;br /&gt;:top&lt;br /&gt;START %SystemRoot%\system32\notepad.exe&lt;br /&gt;GOTO top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.BAT" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard prank: Pick your poison batch file. It asks your friend to choose a number between 1-5 and then does a certain action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Shutdown&lt;br /&gt;2: Restart&lt;br /&gt;3: Wipes out your hard drive (BEWARE)&lt;br /&gt;4: Net send&lt;br /&gt;5: Messages then shutdown&lt;br /&gt;Type :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@echo off&lt;br /&gt;title The end of the world&lt;br /&gt;cd C:\&lt;br /&gt;:menu&lt;br /&gt;cls&lt;br /&gt;echo I take no responsibility for your actions. Beyond this point it is you that has the power to kill yourself. If you press 'x' then your PC will be formatted. Do not come crying to me when you fried your computer or if you lost your project etc...&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;echo Pick your poison:&lt;br /&gt;echo 1. Die this way (Wimp)&lt;br /&gt;echo 2. Die this way (WIMP!)&lt;br /&gt;echo 3. DO NOT DIE THIS WAY&lt;br /&gt;echo 4. Die this way (you're boring)&lt;br /&gt;echo 5. Easy way out&lt;br /&gt;set input=nothing&lt;br /&gt;set /p input=Choice:&lt;br /&gt;if %input%==1 goto one&lt;br /&gt;if %input%==2 goto two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it as "Anything.BAT" and send it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might wanna have to change the Icon of the file before sending it to your friend, so right click the file, click Properties, click on the 'Change' Icon and change the icon from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;krunal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1367993618522698847-5995684944117632334?l=krunalshimpi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/krunal4amity/~4/0JE6Id9xwtI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/krunal4amity/~3/0JE6Id9xwtI/surprise-your-friends-play-tricks-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (krunal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGibG_4bt-Y/TE-bLVCK6pI/AAAAAAAAA9M/CMcyrCw-guI/s72-c/computer.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://krunalshimpi.blogspot.com/2010/07/surprise-your-friends-play-tricks-on.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

