<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 28 Aug 2024 17:30:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Humour</category><category>Stories</category><category>Chales and Hathbag</category><category>Hollerings</category><category>Advice</category><category>Quixotic Techtalk</category><category>History of Chales and Hathbag</category><category>Memoirs</category><category>Quixotic Biztalk</category><title>Scribblogs</title><description>by titto</description><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-8850874417662302233</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 07:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-03T13:26:25.053+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hollerings</category><title>Big B is not happy..!!!!</title><atom:summary type="text">It seems big b is not happy with the dog. According to him SM(no prize for guessing) portrayed India in a wrong way to the western world.Here is an excerpt from the blog&quot;On blog, comments for the film ‘Slum Dog Millionaire’ and the anger by some on its contents, prompt me to say the above. If SM projects India as Third World dirty under belly developing nation and causes pain and disgust among </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-b-is-not-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>23</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-4865410309020106753</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T20:08:39.313+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stories</category><title>Love-letter</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Sunitha,I don&#39;t know how to tell this. Neither do I know how to express my feelings nor i could explain. We knew each other for quite some time....We three were busy with the preparation for the aug 15th floral competition. Ramu as usual went to the market in morning and may be on his way back. Our lift in 3rd floor went to ground floor. &#39;Oh some one is coming to this floor&#39;. Gaurd had told </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-letter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-4628344970875008064</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-12T04:21:06.871+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Memoirs</category><title>Le directeur</title><atom:summary type="text">The heading is french translation of The manager. French is a beautiful jaada language for the english speaking fellas to get an upper edge by inserting some french words like monster,err..monsieur,bon into a converstation just like putting sliced coconut pieces to steamed rice powder from a steel pipe, a terrible engla transla of a great mallu saying puttinu thenga iduka. A french heading is </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/08/le-directeur.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-2587652624061405330</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 11:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-08T16:47:48.224+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stories</category><title>Welcome to Hairgel</title><atom:summary type="text">‘Welcome to hairgel mobile and narrowband services’.   It was a lovely welcome message from them. I was impressed and was looking forward to quickly get an answer to my query. Here we go.     &#39;Press 1 for Tamil&#39;, good but i donno Tamil.&#39;Press 2 for Hindi&#39;, good but i don&#39;t want.&#39;Press 3 for Portuguese&#39; (what the...).&#39;Press 4 for Chinese&#39;.&#39;Press 5 for French.’&#39;If you are dumb and deaf, press the </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-hairgel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-496174888666255754</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-04T17:34:12.834+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stories</category><title>She</title><atom:summary type="text">Train started again. I was just in after being out to buy some snacks to eat.  ‘Lays?&#39;.She nodded her head in disapproval.  The cold air began to pour in again. She didn&#39;t seem to affect by the chillness. But i started shivering. I took a thick cloth from the bag and covered myself. As usual some unreserved people have taken some available positions. One guy has taken my favorite position in </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/06/she.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-1785001863218130291</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-31T18:05:51.352+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chales and Hathbag</category><title>Confucious</title><atom:summary type="text">Hathbag : ‘I am little  confused with this change in code, Can u pls clarify’  Chales : ‘Super, The state of being confused is good, do you no why  ?’  Hathbag :  ‘No’  Chales : ‘When ur confused , it will  trigger more confusions, more and more confusions means soon u will be  Confucious. U no who is confucious rite ?’ Hathbag : ‘Yes ,  He was a Philoshoper…p.s : What the....</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/05/confucious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-1132940692551168221</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-22T11:10:53.309+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stories</category><title>Memories</title><atom:summary type="text">I am standing near the door, reason being - room sans AC is virtual hell. I rarely experienced bad sleep during nights in my whole life. Today i was sleeping very comfortably when suddenly an inner call woke me up. A white smoke resembling the fog is visible near the mango tree. Terrible mistake on my part which in fact won&#39;t throw any surprise to the creatures close to me. I do make those often.</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-5651934840313804371</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 07:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-10T13:07:53.100+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humour</category><title>VISA</title><atom:summary type="text">I was in utter confusion when the onus to choose a great name to this blog entry fell upon me. Yeah it is a jaadical start (). Umpteen names popped infront me (If you put corn in a special wonderful interesting machine usually seen in a mall u can see pop corn popping out).            Visa Diary of &#39;anony&#39;.My experiments with visa interviewer.&#39;anony&#39; and the chamber of visa interview.Gone for the</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/05/visa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-3138555688353057562</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 19:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-25T01:16:02.944+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humour</category><title>How to write a 10 Kg book?</title><atom:summary type="text">How to write a 10 Kg book – Question mark embedded, If you can’t see it probably your browser settings have some problem, may be some questo marko virus created by an Italian psycho has attacked your computer, may be your eye sight is very poor, may be and most probably I didn’t put the question mark and instead I chose the wicked idea of blahing my poor blog reader with junk reasoning. This idea</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-to-write-10-kg-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-7803270194531056810</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-09T15:11:58.010+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humour</category><title>Quit India</title><atom:summary type="text">Year 1942&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Cold chilling evening ( I don&#39;t know how to describe the climate, surroundings, people so as to elaborate a short incident into a 10 Kg book full of &#39;hey this tree was with blah color and blaah, blaah ).Gandhiji was bathing in sea after making some salt as a part of ongoing agitation against British. One British guy was enjoying the sunset in a yatch with his</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/quit-india_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-6409622862197409487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-20T18:08:10.547+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advice</category><title>Anger control</title><atom:summary type="text">An old method where computers were ( &#39;excuse me what is a computer ?&#39; , &#39; Computer ?? what the....) ;  one way to alleviate anger is to count from 1 to 10. In present time where computers ( &#39;excuse me computer..ehh..err ?&#39;, &#39; hey how dare you call my wife by name, you can call her Mrs.Open source&#39; , &#39; What the...&#39; ) ; one way to alleviate anger is to open a notepad from start menu ( go to hell </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/anger-control.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GajpdyJP33o_YCBTQSG9ngrdWAaAg-HBXwxkYDr6YRDz1unVQXijbGpxyDbgD7K6ejO3rRjBc0a4V98DdcE3VcmzfmUV96c0UyLd4nqrqyvi8zxnJMq98E9Qe-UGcaQei62ZO60SGn8/s72-c/notepad.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-773887321185035911</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 07:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-23T13:50:53.114+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stories</category><title>Flash back</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;I think that&#39;s better. That is the best option you have although it&#39;s the worst one. Please do that for me”. I walked back towards the car. After a while I was speeding through the street on my way back to home.  Are all men like this? Not sure but may be. For the brand ‘male chauvinist pigs’ men belongs to the clan ‘Matured’. But these ‘M’ clan members will participate in various activities </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/flash-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-7368543783141456988</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 12:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T18:03:34.402+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">History of Chales and Hathbag</category><title>History of Chales and Hathbag</title><atom:summary type="text">Chales is the short form of Chaliyan. This is what malayalis (the people of kerala a.k.a God’s own country, a state in India. Language malayalis are speaking is called Malayalam) call someone who is cracking very very poor jokes. Hathbag is the short form of Hathabagyan again a Malayalam word which means the sufferer.Chales will be the one who is cracking worst jokes and Hathbag will be the guy </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/history-of-chales-and-hathbag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-6413643811343684995</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 09:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-03T23:27:40.645+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hollerings</category><title>Where is my Coffeeday ?</title><atom:summary type="text">My regular time wasting tactics involves going for a tea break every 1 hour. You know mine is a thinking job. This is what my previous boss once commented. Some how that statement still lingers around my mind. I was waiting for the imminent salary hike. All the so called economic brainy people were predicting a hike for the software people due to some blah blah.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;I got </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-is-my-coffeeday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-4370086159091416543</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 03:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-19T13:07:19.444+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quixotic Techtalk</category><title>Killing Mosquitoes</title><atom:summary type="text">I got a wonderful Chinese invention. Mosquito killer bat.Gr8.Fabulous.It works with battery. It has got a handle and a covered electric wire mesh. If we just swings that bat in air pressing the switch the bloody mosquitoes are electrocuted after got themselves trapped in the mesh. Wonderful. Really wonderful. I am a sadist when comes to killing this mosquitoes. They are such an irritating fellas </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/banks-in-space.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-4924134936870805666</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T18:10:19.662+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quixotic Techtalk</category><title>A Proposal to Microsoft...!!!!</title><atom:summary type="text">Every time when some connection problem arises we will get a ‘page not displayed’ error sheet. It may be due to a lost internet connection, a non-existing web page or some other high funda tech reason which I don’t know. Why this page is not sold to advertisers. This page is rumored to be the most visited page in the galaxyJ. So at the time the error page has be displayed they can display that in</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/proposal-to-microsoft.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-594818484022775349</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-08T20:06:52.318+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chales and Hathbag</category><title>In a hotel</title><atom:summary type="text">After an outing they were on the way back to home. They entered a hotel to eat somethingHotel boy supplied two menu cards.Hathbag was very tired and casually sat there. Chales seems to have made up his mindChales : We will order chappathi.Hathbag : Ok, that&#39;s fine.What we will have along with chappathi..?Chales : Hmm...along with chappathi..hmm...we will order one more chappathi ( Grinning..)</atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-hotel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-3994030964313898554</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 11:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T19:58:00.218+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hollerings</category><title>Cricket should be Banned , What the heck</title><atom:summary type="text">Rather than putting some junk stuff for starting an opinion I am straight away expressing it. What I have seen is most of those who are vehemently opposing cricket are those who don’t know much about that sport. They don’t enjoy this game. It’s not their fault. Each person has his own tastes. But what is ridiculous which I have felt is they go on opposing it in such a way they are asking for the </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/cricket-should-be-banned-what-theheck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>70</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-8291177417698325906</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 10:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-08T20:10:16.094+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chales and Hathbag</category><title>Tech Problem..</title><atom:summary type="text">Chales : Hi hathbag my computer in office has got some problem&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Hathbag : what is the matter, what happened ??Chales : some virus or may be some one is trying to steal itHathbag : What ??? Tell me the details, i know a little bit about computer repairing..Chales : Oh great, but i dont think this is something to do with the system, some one elseis playing on my </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/04/chales-and-hathbag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432686902643948600.post-2774559533248497751</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-08T20:45:05.744+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quixotic Biztalk</category><title>Colambo Business</title><atom:summary type="text">Colambo is the name we usually call for the maxicab doing transportation service for publicin chennai. I donno weter if its ther in other parts of the country or world or universeOne day while travelling i just thought of how much they will be earning per day.I arrived upon following factsDaily ExpenseDiesel/ltr - 30Driver plus Kili Charge - 5k/month ; Tax and Misc 1k/month - So 200/- per </atom:summary><link>http://tscribble.blogspot.com/2007/01/colambo-business.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>