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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4ESXs5fyp7ImA9WhRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648</id><updated>2012-01-29T14:18:28.527+05:30</updated><category term="Me" /><category term="Kunji's B'day" /><category term="insane-self" /><category term="finding" /><category term="Delhi" /><category term="Milestone" /><category term="MOST IMPORTANT DAY" /><category term="Test" /><category term="show-off" /><category term="Statue" /><category term="perception" /><category term="Train" /><category term="If I Die 2moro" /><category term="Politics in Companies" /><category term="Charity" /><category term="Likes" /><category term="New Member" /><category term="girls" /><category term="stranger" /><category term="Wish" /><category term="anger" /><category term="Celebration" /><category term="Fiction" /><category term="Pain" /><category term="Car" /><category term="Video" /><category term="Funny" /><category term="visiting places" /><category term="Kunji" /><category term="lame" /><category term="story" /><category term="Independence Day" /><category term="Prayers" /><category term="Ad" /><category term="WoW" /><category term="God" /><category term="information" /><category term="Sequel" /><category term="shock" /><category term="Birthday" /><category term="Experience" /><category term="luck" /><category term="Tagged" /><category term="Hiroshima" /><category term="Smile" /><category term="Fuck" /><category term="dumb post" /><category term="Fact" /><category term="Bangalore" /><category term="friendship day" /><category term="Offended?" /><category term="Thank You" /><category term="55Fiction" /><category term="Sad" /><category term="is this true?" /><category term="Love" /><category term="Sleep" /><category term="about me" /><category term="Novels" /><category term="My Life" /><category term="Layoff" /><category term="SuDoKu" /><category term="Mom" /><category term="Blog" /><category term="stupid" /><category term="Testimonial" /><category term="Ogle" /><category term="Corruption" /><category term="rules" /><category term="Help" /><category term="Revenge" /><category term="Confession" /><category term="Award" /><category term="Family" /><category term="Sci-Fi" /><category term="Friends" /><category term="manager" /><category term="Sorry" /><category term="mistake in my life" /><category term="My Birthday" /><category term="lifestyle" /><category term="Leisure" /><category term="minesweeper" /><category term="internet" /><category term="Links" /><category term="Home" /><category term="India" /><category term="hospitals" /><category term="Happy" /><category term="offis" /><category term="research" /><category term="Books; Novels; non-thrillers; fiction" /><category term="OMG" /><category term="first time" /><category term="Dislikes" /><category term="Art" /><category term="Poem" /><category term="website" /><category term="Genuinly Insane (GI)" /><category term="book" /><category term="life" /><category term="my bad" /><category term="friendship" /><category term="sucks" /><category term="Think" /><category term="weird" /><category term="Orkut" /><category term="Favourites" /><category term="US" /><category term="TED" /><category term="Books" /><category term="money" /><title>My Life Doesn't Suck Anymore!</title><subtitle type="html">what do you expect me to write here when the 'title' says it all?</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/mylifesux" /><feedburner:info uri="mylifesux" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ANSH0zeyp7ImA9WhdQEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-4608429001457101310</id><published>2011-08-11T10:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:19:59.383+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-11T11:19:59.383+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><title>once in a year.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it was my birthday yesterday. Now I'm 27 years old. OMG! I'm 27. I'm running out of time. I've lot of ambitions and wishes and all that to fulfil before I die. And the sad part is, I'm doing nothing about it.
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&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, I hope you guys will pray for me. Also please help me in finding topics to write. :P I dont understand how you people keep updating your blogs almost every alternate day. I feel jealous. I havent read most of the blogs which I follow. Though I used to see the updated blogs on my blogroll. Red Handed, she keeps coming with new and interesting topics. MSM, she is busy solving mysteries. Maithili, no news about her. Chandana, she is busy showing off her wardrobe. All of them, all of them has something or the other to write and I'm jealous.
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&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a few books lately. Randamoozham by M.T Vasudevan Nair (which is a Malayalam novel), The White Tiger, A Prisoner Of Birth, Catch 22, Rage of Angels, Count of Monte Cristo, etc etc. Completed a few of them.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not reading and commenting your blogs. I dont know. I just dont feel like blogging these days. Lot of things happening around me and I'm just ignorant. Bliss!
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-4608429001457101310?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/qXOT43AJBAM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/4608429001457101310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=4608429001457101310&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4608429001457101310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4608429001457101310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/qXOT43AJBAM/once-in-year.html" title="once in a year." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/08/once-in-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkACRno_fSp7ImA9WhdTF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6713806603409088852</id><published>2011-07-15T16:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T16:49:27.445+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-15T16:49:27.445+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Think" /><title>copy-pasted.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/11761"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxPp0WPLmSk/TiAg3mVn9WI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jwPmHVMwpak/s400/11761_2407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629535673769260386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how close two people are, an infinite distance separates them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/terry"&gt;Terry Eaton&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/11761"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.buttonmonkey.com/"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; 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width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOTyzxQvvls/ThK6Eh97UVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/gIjeLq2x5Mc/s400/857113_48702562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625763471539523922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still remember the incident for it was the first time I played cricket with a stitch ball. I was fielding very close to the batsman and I was obviously nervous. And then, out of the blue, the ball hit my face. I turned around and fell down. I could not see anything for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and touched my cheeks. I could not even feel my cheeks. I felt something wet on my fingers. Blood! From my nose. I was breathing blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to my room and stared into the mirror. No, nothing has happened except blood was flowing as if I opened a water tap. My friends took me to a doctor and luckily there was no bone injury. I was happy that I was breathing air with the same nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only next day that I noticed. My nose has bent a little. To the right or left, I don't remember. But I was certain that my nose was not in proper condition as it was two days before. I could feel a small 'hump' on my nose. I convinced myself of having a 'crooked nose'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get rid of it. Desperately. And then it striked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a small hammer. And I felt stupid of the idea of hitting my nose with a hammer to set it straight. It was not that stupid as long as no one is watching me. I patted my nose a couple of times staring into the mirror but it didn't help. I needed support - support for my nose, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supported my nose on the edge of a table and I patted again. No. Not working. Okay. Last try. I hit my nose hard. Just once. And I went blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I felt I'm the stupidest person alive on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/sundstrom"&gt;Lars Sundstrom&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/857113"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.rgbstock.com/gallery/sundstrom"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-8731651466152981462?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/0g3GG81eTx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/8731651466152981462/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=8731651466152981462&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/8731651466152981462?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/8731651466152981462?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/0g3GG81eTx4/idea-is-good-but-nose-is-mine.html" title="idea is good. but nose is mine." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOTyzxQvvls/ThK6Eh97UVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/gIjeLq2x5Mc/s72-c/857113_48702562.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/07/idea-is-good-but-nose-is-mine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMFQnY9eyp7ImA9WhZaFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6401053094378146669</id><published>2011-06-30T00:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:43:33.863+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-30T11:43:33.863+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="OMG" /><title>read between the lines.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;'I don't have anymore pics. Honestly.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can the above sentence mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-6401053094378146669?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/2npam35AtDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/6401053094378146669/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=6401053094378146669&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6401053094378146669?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6401053094378146669?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/2npam35AtDY/read-between-lines.html" title="read between the lines." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/read-between-lines.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUGQnY7cSp7ImA9WhZbEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-4670336429672290061</id><published>2011-06-16T16:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:07:03.809+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-16T17:07:03.809+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lame" /><title>bored to death and need help.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys, I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you please suggest me some good novels to read? I got no work to do in office and I don't know what to do. Thought I will read some books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been researching but I was not successful in coming up with some good novels. Would you mind to suggest some? I like psychological thrillers, murder mysteries, revenge, serial killers, suspense thrillers and maybe humor also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like romance, sci-fi, fantasies, horror, biographies. Please help me, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry for the stupid post. I don't know. I was like, thinking and didn't know what to do. And I thought I'll ask my fellow bloggers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-4670336429672290061?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/E5UzF82cE2A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/4670336429672290061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=4670336429672290061&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4670336429672290061?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4670336429672290061?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/E5UzF82cE2A/bored-to-death-and-need-help.html" title="bored to death and need help." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/bored-to-death-and-need-help.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IHRn0_fSp7ImA9WhZUGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6782105520229533073</id><published>2011-06-13T15:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:08:57.345+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-13T16:08:57.345+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><title>best friend can be your best enemy - 4</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November 6th 2007 4:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Uncle, you wanted proof huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: What is that you need, Kiran?&lt;br /&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Listen to this first…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his mobile and played a sound clip…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Hey, how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asha: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I’m fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was stunned to hear Asha’s voice. He didn’t utter a word and kept listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;How’s Anoop doing? Is he calling you these days? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;He had called me before you called. He is doing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Okay. Tell me, how much do you love him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I don’t know. I love him so much that I can’t think of missing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But he scolds you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yes, that happens. Even I scold him a lot, if he talks to Anjali. Hehe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So, are you planning for register marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I don’t know if he will agree for that. I’m ready for anything though. I need to tell him about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Hmmm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hey, what’s that sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Oh…wait. That happens when-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Now, what do you say Uncle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Kiran wanted evidence to prove the affair between Asha and Anoop. He called Asha and started a conversation. He himself brought the topic of 'Register Marriage' and he cut the call. He called back a minute later so that he can record the conversation and started as if its a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; call and not as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;continuation&lt;/span&gt; of the previous call. Asha wasn't smart enough to interpret the beep sound was of recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPS:&lt;/span&gt; The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-6782105520229533073?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/9_KHdW5embE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/6782105520229533073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=6782105520229533073&amp;isPopup=true" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6782105520229533073?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6782105520229533073?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/9_KHdW5embE/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-4.html" title="best friend can be your best enemy - 4" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEMRXw4fCp7ImA9WhZUGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1210159744476894873</id><published>2011-06-12T13:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:48:04.234+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-12T13:48:04.234+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><title>best friend can be your best enemy - 3</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November 6th 2007 7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad meets Anoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So, do you have any idea about what we were told about you and my daughter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop: I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;YOU HAVE NO IDEA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: No, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Is there anything between you and Asha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: No&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Renjith: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Anoop, tell him if there is anything between you and Asha. He just wants to hear it from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What are you talking about? There is nothing between me and her.&lt;br /&gt;R: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;He has got proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What?&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Don’t make-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I don’t love her.&lt;br /&gt;R: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;He has proof. Anoop, look, he will agree this. He just wants to hear it from you. Just say the truth. He talked to Asha and she has confessed. That’s the reason he is asking you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I need to talk to Asha. I want to hear it from her.&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLAAPP&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt; GET OUT OF HERE. I WILL KILL YOU IF I EVER HAPPEN TO SEE YOU AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;November 2nd 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad meets Kiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Uncle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: I talked to Anoop and also to Asha. What’s your interest in making any relation between Anoop and Asha?&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;My interest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Yes, I heard its you who is spreading the rumor that Anoop and Asha is having an affair.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Spreading the news? It’s not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: I talked to Renjith, Dileep, Karthick, Rahul, Sachin, Bijoy and everyone I could get a hold of and they all said it’s you. You son of a bitch! &amp;lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLAP&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1210159744476894873?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/jiAs3FDPTl4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1210159744476894873/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1210159744476894873&amp;isPopup=true" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1210159744476894873?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1210159744476894873?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/jiAs3FDPTl4/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-3.html" title="best friend can be your best enemy - 3" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4MSX0zeSp7ImA9WhZUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-5800040579526214214</id><published>2011-06-11T11:19:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-11T12:03:08.381+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-11T12:03:08.381+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><title>best friend can be your best enemy - 2</title><content type="html">November 4th 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How are you Asha? How’s everything going? Are you people still fighting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asha: Haha…hey that happens with lovers you see. Find a girlfriend for yourself. You will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hmmm…I can understand you people are still fighting a lot. Don’t you have any plans to get married? Or do you want to get married to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A: Of course. I love him. I want him to marry me. He wants too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You think your parents will agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: My dad will agree I’m sure. No idea about mom. Let’s see.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why don’t you guys think of a register marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hmmm…that’s the last resort.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hey, I will call you in a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hey, how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I’m fine.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;How’s Anoop doing? Is he calling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; these days? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He had called me before you called. He is doing good.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Okay. Tell me, how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; do you love him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I don’t know. I love him so much that I can’t think of missing him.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;But he scolds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, that happens. Even I scold him a lot, if he talks to Anjali. Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So, are you planning for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; register marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I don’t know if he will agree for that. I’m ready for anything though. I need to tell him about that...&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Hmmm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hey, what’s that sound?&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Oh…wait. That happens when I’m talking and charging at the same time. Don’t bother. I took it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh…okay. No problem. I just asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-5800040579526214214?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/lJ5izaW5xek" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/5800040579526214214/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=5800040579526214214&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/5800040579526214214?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/5800040579526214214?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/lJ5izaW5xek/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-2.html" title="best friend can be your best enemy - 2" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ARX48eip7ImA9WhZUFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6172308982276720653</id><published>2011-06-10T11:50:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:40:44.072+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-10T12:40:44.072+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><title>best friend can be your best enemy.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me confess the fact that what you are about to read could (or could not) be a fiction (or a non-fiction). You are not going to believe me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Those days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiran: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Hey, what happened? I saw 14 missed calls from you. Is there any problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: Yes, Anoop scolded me and he does that all the time. He is getting on my nerve these days. I don’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;K:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; Hey, he loves you a lot. Don’t get worried about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I know he loves me and all that but he gets too possessive about me and I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Hmm… I understand. Guys usually get possessive. You know how guys are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I love him. I didn’t say I don’t. It’s just that…I don’t know. You know he told me not to talk to you also. He doesn’t like my having best friends and saying everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Oh…I didn’t know he asked you not to talk to me also. He is fine when he talks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anoop: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Hey Ash, what have you been doing all this while? I didn’t even see a single message of yours. Got busy with your friends huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: Oh please Anoop…don’t start all over.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So, talked to Kiran? How’s he doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: How’s your best friend Anjali doing? No news about her lately.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; See, you don’t have to bring Anjali into this. She is my friend and mine alone. Kiran is not someone like Anjali. He is a mutual friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: So what? Who cares? He is my BEST FRIEND. I WILL TALK TO HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Why are you shouting? Who asked you not to talk? You can. You always can. But you don’t have to tell him everything. That won’t do us any good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: I don’t think so. I can’t help it. To me, he is just like Anjali is to you.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; You can’t trust someone blindly. I know him better than you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asha: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-6172308982276720653?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/INq7kleWGLU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/6172308982276720653/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=6172308982276720653&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6172308982276720653?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6172308982276720653?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/INq7kleWGLU/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy.html" title="best friend can be your best enemy." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-friend-can-be-your-best-enemy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGQXkyfCp7ImA9WhZUEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6385846550015674690</id><published>2011-06-03T21:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:42:00.794+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-03T21:42:00.794+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="offis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title>even i can write stories.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OK. Let me confess the fact that this post is a fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting so bored one day when I was sitting in the office – no work to do, yet a critical resource. I thought I’ll make some friends. I’ve an option to use some ‘Happy Hours’ in my office where I get to access commercial websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I found this girl to chat with. I first sent a very casual email though I never expected a reply. Girls don’t reply to emails from strangers, you see. And then, just like I said, there was no reply. You know how guys behave when they find a girl. I sent another email, this time apologizing. Nope, she didn’t fall for that too. I underestimated this girl. I sent another email saying – even your best friends were strangers to you some day, just like I’m now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a reply. And I replied and she replied and I replied and it went on and on. The first day we exchanged 28 emails. I didn’t have any bad intentions though. I knew she didn’t trust me enough as you can’t trust anyone online. Emails became continuous and then I invited her to chat. She accepted and then we chatted for hours and hours everyday. One day, I asked her mobile number and never expected she would respond the way she did. After all, it’s just a number. But it’s her mobile number. I wanted to talk to her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desperately&lt;/span&gt;. I found a work-around. I gave her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got busy and we didn’t chat for a few days. One day I got a text message from an unknown number saying it was her number and she would come online after sometime. I suddenly replied saying ‘Now you trust me enough to share your mobile number, huh?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now, that was the start. We stopped chatting and started messaging. And then we talked. I wanted more. I wanted her to sing and she did. See, human beings are desperate. They are not happy with what they already have. Now that I got her number, I wanted to see her. And then I saw her, she saw me and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a dumbass when it comes to ‘flirting’. I didn’t mean to say she was an expert but we got close enough to compliment each other saying about our good qualities (if that can be called flirting). We were getting closer day by day. We wanted to chat always. I wanted her to keep in touch with me thru messages. Chatting, telephoning, emailing, flirting, possessiveness, love, like, this that… Just like you can imagine how couples would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, we haven’t proposed each other yet but we were sure that we loved each other. At least we don’t mind loving each other if not we haven’t loved each other as yet. I happened to be one of the good guys she happened to meet and after 89 thoughtful days she decided to say it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Hey, I want to tell you something so very important.’ She said.&lt;br /&gt;‘What?’ I enquired.&lt;br /&gt;‘Marry Me.’&lt;br /&gt;‘WHAT?’ I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;‘I mean, listen to that song. It’s nice!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; So, I had nothing to do for the whole day at office and the idea of making a new friend, messaging, talking, flirting tempted me to write this post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-6385846550015674690?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/RxTzDdX7hug" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/6385846550015674690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=6385846550015674690&amp;isPopup=true" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6385846550015674690?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/6385846550015674690?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/RxTzDdX7hug/even-i-can-write-stories.html" title="even i can write stories." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/06/even-i-can-write-stories.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIGQHY9eyp7ImA9WhZWEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-5617376072279492744</id><published>2011-05-10T16:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:18:41.863+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-10T16:18:41.863+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="website" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sucks" /><title>way2sms or fullonsms?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/750770"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DBViry1lnP8/TckW7tiyLXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ejGouPmjZT0/s400/750770_72958706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605036426332876146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way2SMS is thousand times better than Fullonsms though it provides an additional 20 characters than way2sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLONSMS SUCKS! SUCKS TO THE CORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I don't know your experience with these 2 websites. Please share if you don't mind. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/maare6"&gt;Maare Liiv&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/750770"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-5617376072279492744?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/ICy3IpDFnCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/5617376072279492744/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=5617376072279492744&amp;isPopup=true" title="21 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/5617376072279492744?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/5617376072279492744?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/ICy3IpDFnCw/way2sms-or-fullonsms.html" title="way2sms or fullonsms?" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DBViry1lnP8/TckW7tiyLXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ejGouPmjZT0/s72-c/750770_72958706.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/05/way2sms-or-fullonsms.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4DRns4fip7ImA9WhZXGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-4041000599222779200</id><published>2011-05-08T18:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:26:17.536+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-08T19:26:17.536+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Award" /><title>most spontaneous blogger award.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SV_vXNvYA3c/TcagmIuor0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/16sEEU2IYKc/s1600/Blog%2BAward.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SV_vXNvYA3c/TcagmIuor0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/16sEEU2IYKc/s400/Blog%2BAward.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604343363347722050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, I would like to apologize to &lt;a href="http://mysticalskepticalme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSM&lt;/a&gt; for being so late to take up the award. Her last resort was to let me know that she would give the award to some blogger I hated the most :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second of all, I would like to thank, again, &lt;a href="http://mysticalskepticalme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSM&lt;/a&gt; for giving the award. She also wants me to answer three questions while I claim the award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Which is your favorite weather and why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moment she gave this award, I informed her that this question is tough. You really got to change the question MSM. Please... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. What are you three favorite tourist destinations you would want to go to, before you die?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;London, Mexico and Monaco. Don't ask me the reasons why I want to visit those places. I have heard about these places and I have seen a lot of pics of my friends. I feel these places are worth visiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Name your three most read blogs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/aka-ninu.html"&gt;a.k.a ninu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/bitter-truth.html"&gt;no comments&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-about-perception.html"&gt;its all about perception&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, &lt;a href="http://mysticalskepticalme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSM&lt;/a&gt;, linking you back. :P And No. I don't want to give this award to anyone. I'm selfish. I want to keep it with myself. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; MSM is an artist too. She made this pic herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-4041000599222779200?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/Ov87Cvi13Xk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/4041000599222779200/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=4041000599222779200&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4041000599222779200?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4041000599222779200?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/Ov87Cvi13Xk/most-spontaneous-blogger-award.html" title="most spontaneous blogger award." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SV_vXNvYA3c/TcagmIuor0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/16sEEU2IYKc/s72-c/Blog%2BAward.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-spontaneous-blogger-award.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUEQng4eSp7ImA9WhZXEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1807265729889757166</id><published>2011-04-30T12:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-30T13:26:43.631+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-30T13:26:43.631+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy" /><title>Many Many Happy Returns.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1163978"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8DZq2OhHGQ/Tbu9hUKh2oI/AAAAAAAAAbE/SjoVP9yz7js/s400/1163978_37406429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601278941611547266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I met this girl, I never thought I will be writing a blog-post about her on her birthday. I'm happy for a friend like her. I want to write a lot about her. I don't want to reveal her identity though. All I will say is, she is unique and one hell of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Many Happy Returns On Your Birthday. May you have all happiness in this world and may all your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you arent supposed to spend too much time online. Go study for your exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/salsoul"&gt;Coffy&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1163978"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.coffy.net/"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1807265729889757166?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/cPdvDYPZLBo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1807265729889757166/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1807265729889757166&amp;isPopup=true" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1807265729889757166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1807265729889757166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/cPdvDYPZLBo/many-many-happy-returns.html" title="Many Many Happy Returns." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8DZq2OhHGQ/Tbu9hUKh2oI/AAAAAAAAAbE/SjoVP9yz7js/s72-c/1163978_37406429.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/many-many-happy-returns.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCSHk-cSp7ImA9WhZQGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1951886665457623152</id><published>2011-04-26T18:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:31:09.759+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-26T19:31:09.759+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tagged" /><title>tag!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I’m it! I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://dilkibaatblogkesaath.blogspot.com/"&gt;Always Happy&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://dilkibaatblogkesaath.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dil ki Baat, Blog ke Saath&lt;/a&gt;! The basic rules of this tag is that I have to answer honestly the following whacky questions that he has come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;1. If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in 2007, He asked me the most important question of my life and I answered 'No'. I wish I could go back to that moment and shout 'YES'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;2. What movie or TV character you think you resemble most in personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. Sorry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;3. What movie or TV character would you really like to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh Khan in Baazigar! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;4. If you could push one person in the whole world off a cliff and get away with it, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who did hurt me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;5. Name one habit you want to change in yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;6. Describe yourself in one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;7. Describe the person who named you in this meme in one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;8. Why do you blog? Answer in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging to make money out of adSense. Then when I started to writing, I felt its not about making money. Its soemthing more. And I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;9. Name at least 3 people to send this meme to then inform them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mysticalskepticalme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSM&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reigningwanderer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alcina&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://anuglyhead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;10. Link back to the person who tagged you in this meme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot &lt;a href="http://dilkibaatblogkesaath.blogspot.com/"&gt;Always Happy&lt;/a&gt;! Sorry for being late. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1951886665457623152?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/wd_LNAXOdDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1951886665457623152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1951886665457623152&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1951886665457623152?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1951886665457623152?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/wd_LNAXOdDY/tag.html" title="tag!" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/tag.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGRHczfCp7ImA9WhZRGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-2731869947158177099</id><published>2011-04-14T22:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:25:25.984+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-14T23:25:25.984+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fact" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God" /><title>rule of nature.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/479398"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-O_wUbWj7Q/Tac0GL3TZ5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3bxBZ94EBKE/s400/479398_53970472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595498342899738514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God would not punish you for a mistake someone else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/green_trim"&gt;Luke Gamson&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/479398"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-2731869947158177099?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/-oipTuPVADk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/2731869947158177099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=2731869947158177099&amp;isPopup=true" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/2731869947158177099?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/2731869947158177099?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/-oipTuPVADk/rule-of-nature.html" title="rule of nature." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-O_wUbWj7Q/Tac0GL3TZ5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3bxBZ94EBKE/s72-c/479398_53970472.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/rule-of-nature.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUGQH84eyp7ImA9WhZRFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-3767281848249813345</id><published>2011-04-12T21:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:07:01.133+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-12T22:07:01.133+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title>time less (on) tuesday.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oops. No time to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: I used to wonder 'what the hell is that all about?' when I see posts like 'Wordless Wednesday', 'Thursday Challenge' and all that. I thought I would start something new. Time less (on) Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPS&lt;/span&gt;: This post is meant to be funny. OMG! No time. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-3767281848249813345?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/wD6FlAhXBrY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/3767281848249813345/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=3767281848249813345&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/3767281848249813345?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/3767281848249813345?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/wD6FlAhXBrY/time-less-on-tuesday.html" title="time less (on) tuesday." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-less-on-tuesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcMQX84eCp7ImA9WhZRFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1889443100604009098</id><published>2011-04-11T12:28:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:48:00.130+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-11T15:48:00.130+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="research" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weird" /><title>a.k.a ninu.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEjX2ukS8qU/TaLEMKdSC2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DDekgZpJuEU/s1600/356840_6783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEjX2ukS8qU/TaLEMKdSC2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DDekgZpJuEU/s400/356840_6783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594249400392223586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm done with my 10 days research. I think many people who were reading my blog for the past 10 days might be wondering what I'm talking about. In &lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/bitter-truth.html"&gt;one of my previous post&lt;/a&gt;, I had said 'guys' follow / comment a blog if the author is a girl, no matter how good the content is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-on-31-march-2011.html"&gt;As on March 31 2011&lt;/a&gt;, I had 37 followers and the average number of comments on my blog was 7 or 8 max. Now, since I changed my name to 'Ninu', I've got 49 followers and average number of comments is 15 minimum. And not just that. This stupid research helped me with something else too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for those who actually commented and followed my blog thinking I'm Ninu. I didn't mean to offend or cheat you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than happy that I got a few new friends. One of them is very nice, one of them is very beautiful, one of them is very sarcastic, one of them just look for grammar mistakes in what we type, one of them is very professional, one of them is very childish, one of them writes poems about love though she is not in love, one of them is very young though she writes matured, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4-YkMiSQLM/TaLEMDZ8b3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/CMWbcLNT9Vo/s1600/1179335_14416680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4-YkMiSQLM/TaLEMDZ8b3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/CMWbcLNT9Vo/s400/1179335_14416680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594249398499176306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank &lt;a href="http://anuglyhead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt; for her valuable suggestions. I think she got  irritated the first time she knew the idea but I'm glad she gave me the  bravest of all suggestions. I thank &lt;a href="http://myblogmyviews-gowthami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gowthami&lt;/a&gt; for deleting my comments  which I wrote on her blog, thanks to &lt;a href="http://myjourney89.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ash&lt;/a&gt; for she understood what I'm up  to. Many thanks to &lt;a href="http://mysticalskepticalme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSM&lt;/a&gt; for she gave me an award though she took it back later. I hope you will give me some award some day. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://reigningwanderer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alcina&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://luv2livlyf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pria&lt;/a&gt; for they supported me. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://dilkibaatblogkesaath.blogspot.com/"&gt;Always Happy&lt;/a&gt; for she too supported me and eagerly waited for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't imagine if I earned 12 new followers in 10 days, what will be the case of those (girls) who have been blogging since years? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Many of you might be wondering if I'm following a blog just because the author is a girl. Yes, to be very honest. I guess I follow a couple of blogs (or more, I have no idea). I don't mind saying it here. I love to say the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit (for girl's profile pic): &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/lusi"&gt;Sanja Gjenero&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1210354"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit (first pic): &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/vign"&gt;Daniel Heitz&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/356840"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://dnlhtz.de/"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit (second pic): &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/octavioags"&gt;Octavio Lopez&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1179335"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1889443100604009098?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/J_zu4bPpChI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1889443100604009098/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1889443100604009098&amp;isPopup=true" title="39 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1889443100604009098?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1889443100604009098?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/J_zu4bPpChI/aka-ninu.html" title="a.k.a ninu." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEjX2ukS8qU/TaLEMKdSC2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DDekgZpJuEU/s72-c/356840_6783.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>39</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/aka-ninu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEHRXo6eSp7ImA9WhZRE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1419953036944163832</id><published>2011-04-09T18:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:07:14.411+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-09T18:07:14.411+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Car" /><title>there is always a first time.</title><content type="html">So, here it is. My First Car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqCGMiYdVno/TaBSIH4CC2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/8zlIQfYKlbM/s1600/P1010803%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqCGMiYdVno/TaBSIH4CC2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/8zlIQfYKlbM/s400/P1010803%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593561036700650338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQCYrZcKyb4/TaBSHzrlrAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/sEsGH7GvkmM/s1600/P1010800%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQCYrZcKyb4/TaBSHzrlrAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/sEsGH7GvkmM/s400/P1010800%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593561031279750146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-doIoV3q9Bno/TaBSIC3SUCI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ACzLhcl2bx0/s1600/P1010805%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-doIoV3q9Bno/TaBSIC3SUCI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ACzLhcl2bx0/s400/P1010805%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593561035355344930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1419953036944163832?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/ZHSEBKkc2zw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1419953036944163832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1419953036944163832&amp;isPopup=true" title="26 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1419953036944163832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1419953036944163832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/ZHSEBKkc2zw/there-is-always-first-time.html" title="there is always a first time." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqCGMiYdVno/TaBSIH4CC2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/8zlIQfYKlbM/s72-c/P1010803%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>26</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/there-is-always-first-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8NQX84eSp7ImA9WhZREko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-7108872243434001940</id><published>2011-04-08T20:42:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:21:30.131+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-08T21:21:30.131+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corruption" /><title>Anna Hazare - We all are with you.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;The dream of India as a strong nation will not be realised without self-reliant, self-sufficient villages, this can be achieved only through social commitment &amp;amp; involvement of the common man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                           - Anna Hazare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been reading a lot about him. But what it is all about? What is Lokpal Bill? No one has actually explained what it is all about. They just know its something to do with corruption. I received an email few hours back. I thought I would post it here. By now, I guess, everyone would have come to know all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Who is Anna Hazare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ex-army man. Fought 1965 Indo-Pak War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;What's so special about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He built a village Ralegaon Siddhi in Ahamad Nagar district, Maharashtra. This village is a self-sustained model village. Energy is produced in the village itself from solar power, biofuel and wind mills. In 1975, it used to be a poverty clad village. Now it is one of the richest village in India. It has become a model for self-sustained, eco-friendly &amp;amp; harmonic village. Anna Hazare was awarded Padma Bhushan and is a known figure for his social activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;What is he fighting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is supporting a cause, the amendment of a law to curb corruption in India. He is advocating for a Bil, The Lok Pal Bill (The Citizen Ombudsman Bill), that will form an autonomous authority who will make politicians (ministers), beurocrats (IAS/IPS) accountable for their deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So, is this a new thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1972, the bill was proposed by then Law minister Mr. Shanti Bhushan. Since then it has been neglected by the politicians and some are trying to change the bill to suit thier theft (corruption).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;OK. What is that he looking for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing he is asking for is: the government should come forward and announce that the bill is going to be passed. Next, they make a joint committee to DRAFT the LOK PAL BILL. 50% goverment participation and 50% public participation. Because you cant trust the government entirely for making such a bill which does not suit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;What will happen when this bill is passed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LokPal will be appointed at the centre. He will have an autonomous charge, say like the Election Commission of India. In each and every state, Lokayukta will be appointed. The job is to bring all alleged party to trial in case of corruptions within 1 year. Within 2 years, the guilty will be punished. Not like, Bofors scam or Bhopal Gas Tragedy case, that has been going for last 25 years without any result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Is he alone? Whoelse is there in the fight with Anna Hazare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba Ramdev, Ex. IPS Kiran Bedi, Social Activist Swami Agnivesh, RTI activist Arvind Kejriwal and many more. Prominent personalities like Aamir Khan is supporting his cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;What can YOU do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the message. Update status message, links, video, changing profile pics. Pray for his good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-7108872243434001940?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/8UUntiIhTBE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/7108872243434001940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=7108872243434001940&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/7108872243434001940?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/7108872243434001940?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/8UUntiIhTBE/anna-hazare-we-all-are-with-you.html" title="Anna Hazare - We all are with you." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/anna-hazare-we-all-are-with-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYFSH89eSp7ImA9WhZREUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-3979970492596682900</id><published>2011-04-06T22:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:58:39.161+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-07T10:58:39.161+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thank You" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Links" /><title>Anna Hazare’s Fast Unto Death – Please Spread The Word</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read the post - &lt;a href="http://serenegurl.blogspot.com/2011/04/anna-hazares-fast-unto-death-please.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was written by a blogger friend of mine - &lt;a href="http://serenegurl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Swats&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you for bringing this matter to our attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Please do comment on the original post (and not here). Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-3979970492596682900?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/JRLUjTVPGkQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/3979970492596682900/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=3979970492596682900&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/3979970492596682900?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/3979970492596682900?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/JRLUjTVPGkQ/anna-hazares-fast-unto-death-please.html" title="Anna Hazare’s Fast Unto Death – Please Spread The Word" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/anna-hazares-fast-unto-death-please.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMESH8-cSp7ImA9WhZSGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-143994041714122799</id><published>2011-04-03T22:41:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:26:49.159+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-03T23:26:49.159+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perception" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><title>its all about perception.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/426259"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTT4Iuj4GLI/TZiypbOMVxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/671BvZW_KaU/s400/426259_98209578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591415362132137746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the above image, is the statue actually on her head? Of course not. Though it may look so. Its actually an illusion. The angle at which the photographer took the picture creates an illusion so that an onlooker feels the statue is on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on the way you look at it, the way you perceive it. We may do something which may seem very right to us. It shouldn't possibly be right to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I saying all this now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why its always 'HE' who ditched 'HER'? Can't it be 'SHE' who ditched 'HIM'? They just don't care who is right and who is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they do care is, IN THE PICTURE, the statue is on HER head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/hortongrou"&gt;Horton Group&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/426259"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.hortongroup.com/web-design"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-143994041714122799?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/rfIqODUIs94" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/143994041714122799/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=143994041714122799&amp;isPopup=true" title="21 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/143994041714122799?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/143994041714122799?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/rfIqODUIs94/its-all-about-perception.html" title="its all about perception." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTT4Iuj4GLI/TZiypbOMVxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/671BvZW_KaU/s72-c/426259_98209578.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-about-perception.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQGRncyeCp7ImA9WhZSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-1453384181627496006</id><published>2011-03-31T17:35:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-31T18:45:27.990+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-31T18:45:27.990+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="research" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog" /><title>as on 31 march 2011.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/520800"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRcalLiHM_k/TZRzsbxLAhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/spAeWJIRf38/s400/520800_36813827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590220244679066130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm doing a research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope frequent-visitors-of-my-blog would understand it in no time. Please, if you do get it, please don't mention it in when you comment. I don't want others to know. This 'research' is to support my theory. I've got not-a-lot of criticisms for one of my posts&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I thought I would do a research on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I've no intentions to make you 'April Fool', though it may feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; for frequent-commenters: &lt;a href="http://anuglyhead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Red&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wannawritee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neeha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nehhajosshi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nehha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reigningwanderer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alcina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://destinychildosheen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rajlakshmi&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://myjourney89.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ash&lt;/a&gt; - I 'think' you people have got better chances to understand what I'm saying. So, please don't say it here. Okay? If you are desperate to say it, email me at the ID shown in the sidebar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPS:&lt;/span&gt; Sorry, if I missed any names out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/hisks"&gt;Kriss Szkurlatowski&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/520800"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-1453384181627496006?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/q2viP6k_hyM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/1453384181627496006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=1453384181627496006&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1453384181627496006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/1453384181627496006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/q2viP6k_hyM/as-on-31-march-2011.html" title="as on 31 march 2011." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRcalLiHM_k/TZRzsbxLAhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/spAeWJIRf38/s72-c/520800_36813827.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-on-31-march-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIDSHYyeSp7ImA9WhZSFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-4190803599002854747</id><published>2011-03-30T23:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:39:39.891+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-30T23:39:39.891+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fuck" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="OMG" /><title>what is that you want to prove?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/browse.phtml?f=view&amp;amp;id=987834"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4mIQ6D6ypM/TZNxOs7XSvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8WQy3L3rfpo/s400/987834_83273957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589936059889175282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever I did is wrong. And everything you did is unquestionably right. I agree. You were Mother Teresa and I was Adolf Hitler. You suffered all the pain - as you say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pain? I'm sure you dont even know the meaning of the word 'Pain'. Everything happened the way you wanted it. And now, the blame on me. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no pain, no emotions, no feelings. I'm a machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/browse.phtml?f=profile&amp;amp;l=ania2882"&gt;Ania2882&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/browse.phtml?f=view&amp;amp;id=987834"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-4190803599002854747?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/ioSVO8dmPJI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/4190803599002854747/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=4190803599002854747&amp;isPopup=true" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4190803599002854747?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4190803599002854747?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/ioSVO8dmPJI/what-is-that-you-want-to-prove.html" title="what is that you want to prove?" /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4mIQ6D6ypM/TZNxOs7XSvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8WQy3L3rfpo/s72-c/987834_83273957.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-that-you-want-to-prove.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUHSHk-eCp7ImA9WhZSE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-4878826509061466197</id><published>2011-03-29T00:41:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:43:59.750+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-29T01:43:59.750+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Help" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prayers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God" /><title>next to God.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/479406"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCPTOVLzhWo/TZDl9U9SapI/AAAAAAAAATs/_kjTXH8-qCM/s400/479406_12935750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589219979327335058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God just love to see some people suffering. No matter how good they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a programme in one of the malayalam channel about a mother who lost 5 of her 9 kids and 6th one is waiting for his turn. They all had kidney trouble. I felt so bad about them. I know sympathy is not what they want. I really want to help. I cant lend them a kidney. But I can surely spare some money for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, before you spend some money on luxury, before you spend money on something which you can live without, even if its a 100 bucks, help people who really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least you can tell yourself that you did something. Something not even God did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Many many happy returns. Happy Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/green_trim"&gt;Luke Gamson&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/479406"&gt;Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924695253025804648-4878826509061466197?l=mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mylifesux/~4/lHKaSZuY-9s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/feeds/4878826509061466197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4924695253025804648&amp;postID=4878826509061466197&amp;isPopup=true" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4878826509061466197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4924695253025804648/posts/default/4878826509061466197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mylifesux/~3/lHKaSZuY-9s/next-to-god.html" title="next to God." /><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05196910207867357913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vlwfbgLDRQ/TaLWJpNnYWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ozUbIPFmYbs/s220/491440_99492333.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCPTOVLzhWo/TZDl9U9SapI/AAAAAAAAATs/_kjTXH8-qCM/s72-c/479406_12935750.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-to-god.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8NQH0zcCp7ImA9WhZSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924695253025804648.post-6935628795374277023</id><published>2011-03-25T23:41:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-26T01:24:51.388+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-26T01:24:51.388+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Offended?" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="is this true?" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Genuinly Insane (GI)" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title>no comments.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/976655"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWCk15PCs3Y/TYzy0UfmKGI/AAAAAAAAATg/EnLggRkLNqI/s400/976655_26109258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588108218328295522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I know &lt;a href="http://mylifesuxbigtym.blogspot.com/2011/03/pinocchio-in-me.html"&gt;why do people write blogs&lt;/a&gt;, my next concern is why do people comment/follow blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how a girl behaves when she sees a new blog. But I do know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls like to be 'commented', though they don't comment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They comment because you commented. Tit-for-Tat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They dont comment. They update their blog, saying they were busy doing something more important and would comment soon (before world ends).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They comment because there are nice girls too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They comment. Exploiting Tit-for-Tat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They do comment/follow, if its worth doing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you a frequent commenter on my blog?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now, guys are so generous, you see. They comment and follow most of the blogs. Just for 2 simple reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blog is just amazing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blog author is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;PS: This is meant to be a partially-funny-partially-true post. 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