<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425</id><updated>2011-11-25T10:02:45.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a life 4 all</title><subtitle type='html'>ALL ABOUT KOOL N NASTY THINGS OF LIFE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-8760806622800290485</id><published>2009-05-10T19:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:09:59.519+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back with a bang</title><content type='html'>Itz been a year now that i hadn't updated my blog coz of time constraints....In this time of recession my blog will be updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-8760806622800290485?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/8760806622800290485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=8760806622800290485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8760806622800290485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8760806622800290485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-with-bang.html' title='&lt;b&gt;back with a bang&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-4420885564980338541</id><published>2008-03-24T21:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:14:22.442+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Installation of file...LOVE..in ur system</title><content type='html'>A step by step guide to installing love on the human machine.&lt;br /&gt; Customer: I can do that. I"m not very technical, but I think I am ready to install now. What do I do first?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: The first step is to open your HEART. Have you located your HEART ma"am? Customer: Yes I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running? &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: What programs are running ma"am? Customer: Let me see... I have PASTHURT.EXE , LOWESTEEM.EXE, GRUDGE.EXE, and RESENTMENT.COM running right now. Tech Support: No problem. LOVE will automatically erase PASTHURT.EXE from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. LOVE will eventually overwrite LOWESTEEM.EXE with a module of its own called HIGHESTEEM.EXE However,you have to completely turn off GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM. Those programs prevent LOVE from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ma"am?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I don"t know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?&lt;br /&gt; Tech Support: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke FORGIVENESS.EXE. Do this as many times as necessary until GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM have been  completely erased.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Okay, I"m done. LOVE has started installing itself automatically. Is that normal? D(["mb","Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other HEARTS in order to get the upgrades.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Oops...I have an error message already. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: What does the message say?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: It says "ERROR 412 - PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS". What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Don't worry ma'am, that's a common problem.It means that the LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means - "you have to 'LOVE' your own machine before it can "LOVE" others."&lt;br /&gt;Customer: So what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Can you find the directory called "SELF-ACCEPTANCE"?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, I have it.&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Excellent, you are getting good at this.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support : You're welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the "MYHEART" directory: FORGIVESELF.DOC, SELFESTEEM.TXT, REALIZEWORTH.TXT, and GOODNESS.DOC. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete SELFCRITIC.EXE from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back. Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with really neat files. SMILE.MPG is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that &lt;a href="http://warmth.com/" target="_blank" click="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;WARMTH.COM&lt;/a&gt;, PEACE.EXE, and &lt;a href="http://contentment.com/" target="_blank" click="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;CONTENTMENT.COM&lt;/a&gt; are copying themselves all over my HEART!&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Then LOVE is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go ",1]);//--&gt;Tech Support: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your HEART. Do you see that message?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other HEARTS in order to get the upgrades.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Oops...I have an error message already. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt; Tech Support: What does the message say?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: It says "ERROR 412 - PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS". What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Don"t worry ma"am, that"s a common problem.It means that the LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means - "you have to "LOVE" your own machine before it can "LOVE" others."&lt;br /&gt;Customer: So what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Can you find the directory called "SELF-ACCEPTANCE"?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, I have it.&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Excellent, you are getting good at this.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support : You"re welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the "MYHEART" directory: FORGIVESELF.DOC, SELFESTEEM.TXT, REALIZEWORTH.TXT, and GOODNESS.DOC . The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete SELFCRITIC.EXE from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back. Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with really neat files. SMILE.MPG is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that WARMTH.COM, PEACE.EXE, and CONTENTMENT.COM are copying themselves all over my HEART! D(["mb","Customer: Yes? Tech Support: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you meet.They will in turn share it with other people and they will return some really neat modules back to you.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I will. Thank you for your help",0]);D(["ce"]);//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Then LOVE is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you meet.They will in turn share it with other people and they will return some really neat modules back to you.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I will. Thank you for your help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-4420885564980338541?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/4420885564980338541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=4420885564980338541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/4420885564980338541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/4420885564980338541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2008/03/installation-of-filelovein-ur-system.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Installation of file...LOVE..in ur system&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-7398259778504927408</id><published>2008-01-03T19:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:08:34.222+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love In A Queue</title><content type='html'>Is it possible to get Lucky while ur waiting in a queue? May be yes thatz wht most of the people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nearing Lunch time and you are waiting in a queue and you know that its gonna take atleast half an hour  to reach the counter.You look around in dismay and with a bit aggitation.The frustration  and the sparkles of sweat are clearly visible on people.You have nothing much to do except hearing the sounds of frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly your nose picks up an aroma of scent to find out a beautiful lookin gal looking lost after seeing such a long queue.For a moment your heart beats faster only to find the gal talking to a man who is standing 18 places ahead of u.You think damn lucky man.But you see that the gal just entered the queue ahead of the Lucky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that "Lucky Man" has just been used by the Damsel. I mean how can people fall for a sweet smile only to think that giving your place to a gal will make you win her heart.I know you will tell me the Man showed courtesy...but sorry i don't accept it...Its never possible to get the gal of your dream standing in a queue and even u stand a chance to get her phone number then i must say you have been Duped...So why people are so desperate to talk to a female and forget other people who are standing after him...A single instance might make a person to wait in the queue for another day...neways Love in a Queue never happens !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-7398259778504927408?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/7398259778504927408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=7398259778504927408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7398259778504927408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7398259778504927408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-in-queue.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Love In A Queue&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-3952041773702768172</id><published>2007-12-17T13:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:42:23.869+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/claim/ys8n3smkmb" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-3952041773702768172?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/3952041773702768172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=3952041773702768172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/3952041773702768172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/3952041773702768172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/12/technorati-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-3820796159707898487</id><published>2007-12-16T21:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:54:15.259+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What does it take to change ur Life?</title><content type='html'>How much time does it take to change ur life? 1day, a year or may be few years or just luck.Well it take just 15mins and luck for a MBA graduate to change his life.  Didn't believe then its good if u believe it asap.&lt;br /&gt;Recruitment day 0- People in the morning completely tensed.Some guys didn't sleep for the complete night,the same goes with me. I  was shorlisted for 8least 11 odd companies but was still tensed. Got a call for my interview for my dream company. Heart beat faster than when i was in love.The moments just stopped out of sheer anxiety. The interviewer's room looked like a prison cell which suddenly made me think of System of Down- Prison.&lt;br /&gt;Well the moment of truth arrived i was sitting for the interview of my Dream Company trying to sell myself to them for the profile of Product Manager.Sounds great ryte?....It started and i vomitted all the Kotler stuff along with real life applications of theory.It was Darwinian's theory of "Survival of the Fittest" put into applications and I survived.&lt;br /&gt;I was selected for my Dream Company. Kudos to MBA and Luck.So believe it or not Luck matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-3820796159707898487?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/3820796159707898487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=3820796159707898487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/3820796159707898487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/3820796159707898487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-does-it-take-to-change-ur-life.html' title='&lt;b&gt;What does it take to change ur Life?&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-2581859971089950773</id><published>2007-11-17T23:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:30:26.209+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The 15 Laws That Delhi Lives By</title><content type='html'>The 15 Laws That Delhi Lives By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Other Side Law:If my side of the road has a traffic jam, then I can start driving on the wrong side of the road, and all incoming cars will be rerouted via Meerut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Queue Nahin Rule:If there is a queue of many people, no one will notice me sneaking into the front as long as I am looking the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Mind Over Matter Law:If a red light is not working, four cars from different directions can easily pass through one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Auto Axiom:If I indicate which way I am going to turn my vehicle, it is an information security leak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The In Spit Of Thing:The more I lean out of my car or bus, and the harder I spit, the stronger the roads become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Cinema Hall Fact:If I get a call on my mobile phone, the film automatically goes into pause mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Brotherhood Law:If I want to win an argument, I need only to repeatedly suggest that the other person has illicit relations with his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Baraat Right:When I'm on the road to marriage, all the roads in the city belong to me. To ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Heart Of Things:If I open enough buttons on my shirt, the pretty girl at the bus stop can see through my maldeformed chest into the depths of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Name Game:It is very important for the driver behind me to memorise the nicknames of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Parking Up The Wrong Tree:When I double-park my car, the road automatically widens so that the traffic is not affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The Chill Bill Move:When I park and block someone else's car I am giving him a chance to pause, relax, chill and take a few moments off from his rushed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The Ogling StareIf you don't ogle and drool at every hot Chic that passes by, you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The Bus Karo Law:If I stop my bus at the correct place near the bus stop, the city will explode and blow into 6 million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The VIP Rule:There are only 7 important persons in this city-Me, I, Myself, Main, Mainu, Assi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-2581859971089950773?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/2581859971089950773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=2581859971089950773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/2581859971089950773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/2581859971089950773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/11/15-laws-that-delhi-lives-by.html' title='The 15 Laws That Delhi Lives By'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-5057890633982888172</id><published>2007-10-22T08:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-22T08:59:41.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stock_Terms</title><content type='html'>A GROUP -&gt; The A group consists of 150 scrips in which carry forward (badla) facility is provided.&lt;br /&gt;ACID TEST RATIO -&gt; It is the ratio indicated by dividing the company's current assets to the currents liabilities. It reflects the financial strength of a company and hence called Acid test ratio. Also known as quick ratio.&lt;br /&gt;ACTIVE MARKET -&gt; Heavy volume for a specific share or the entire exchange.&lt;br /&gt;ANNUAL REPORT -&gt; Audited document sent to the share holders at the end of each fiscal year reporting the financial results of the company.&lt;br /&gt;ASKING PRICE -&gt; The lowest price at which someone is willing to sell a share. Also known as offer.&lt;br /&gt;ASSUMED BOND -&gt; Bond which is issued by one company but whose liability is taken over by another company.&lt;br /&gt;B1 GROUP -&gt; This is also called as non-specified group and consists of good quality, high volume scrips.&lt;br /&gt;B2 GROUP -&gt; This is also called as non-specified group and these are low market capitalisation, thinly traded stocks.&lt;br /&gt;BADLA -&gt; Carry forward trading.&lt;br /&gt;BEAR MARKET -&gt; A bear market refers to a continuous phase of declining share prices. Bear markets are characterised by overall pessimism as market participants expect prices to decline in the future.&lt;br /&gt;BID -&gt; The highest price at which someone is willing to buy a share.&lt;br /&gt;BLUE-CHIP -&gt; The term 'Blue-chip' refers to stock of well known companies with stable businesses. These shares are actively traded, as the company's growth prospects are considered good.&lt;br /&gt;BONDS -&gt; They are loan instruments. A bond holder is the creditor of the company. Bonds are normally issued for a minimum period of 3 years for a specific interest rate.&lt;br /&gt;BONUS SHARES -&gt; Bonus shares are the shares given to share holders free of cost.&lt;br /&gt;BOOK BUILDING -&gt; The process of securing the optimum price for a company's share. The issuing company decides the price of the security by asking investors how many shares and at what price they would be interested in.&lt;br /&gt;BOOK RUNNER -&gt; Institutions that arranges and manages the book building process for the new public issue.&lt;br /&gt;BOOK VALUE -&gt; It is the value at which an asset is carried on a balance sheet. The book value of a share is obtained by dividing the equity reserves of the company by the number of shares issued.&lt;br /&gt;BROKERAGE -&gt; Brokerage is the commission charged by a broker. The maximum brokerage chargeable, as stipulated by SEBI is at present 2.5% of the trade value.&lt;br /&gt;BULL MARKET -&gt; A bull market refers to a continuous phase of rising share prices. Bull markets are characterised by optimism about the upward movement of prices in the future.&lt;br /&gt;BUY-BACK -&gt; The repurchase by a company of its own stock or bonds.&lt;br /&gt;CAPITAL MARKET -&gt; Markets where the capital funds -debt and equity are traded. Included are private placement sources of debt and equity as well as organized markets and exchanges.&lt;br /&gt;CARRY FORWARD TRADING -&gt; The process of postponement of the payment by an investor for the purchase of securities from one settlement to another by paying a charge is called carry forward trading.&lt;br /&gt;CIRCUIT FILTER or CIRCUIT BREAKER -&gt; The limit imposed by the stock exchange to control fluctuations in share prices in one session. The circuit filter for A group stock is 8% and that of B1 group is 25%.&lt;br /&gt;CLOSING PRICE -&gt; The trade price of a security at the end of a trading day. Based on the closing price of the security, the base price at the beginning of the next trading day is calculated.&lt;br /&gt;COMMON STOCK -&gt; A stock with a fixed dividend that is paid before preferred stock dividends. Generally, the preferred dividend is higher than the common stock dividend.&lt;br /&gt;CONTANGO -&gt; This is one of the special conditions where a minimum quantity is specified for an order. In carry forward transactions when the buyer pays interest on borrowed funds it is known as Contango charges (Vyaj Badla). When the seller pays a charge for borrowing securities it is undha badla.&lt;br /&gt;CUM DIVIDEND -&gt; The shares that are traded on dividend containing basis are called Cum dividend shares. The Ex dividend shares become Cum dividend, immediately after the company declares dividend.&lt;br /&gt;CONVERTIBLE BONDS -&gt; Bonds that can be exchanged at the option of the holder for preference shares or equity shares at a pre-decided price.&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT YIELD -&gt; Dividend or interest received calculated as a percentage of a share's or debenture's currents market price.&lt;br /&gt;DEBENTURE -&gt; Same as Bond.&lt;br /&gt;DEFERRED EQUITY -&gt; A common term for convertible debentures/ bonds referring to their equity component which will ultimately get converted into equity shares.&lt;br /&gt;DEMAT TRADING -&gt; Demat trading is trading of shares that are in the electronic form or dematerialised shares. Dematerialisation is the process by which shares in the electronic form are cancelled and credit in the form of electronic balances are maintained on highly secure systems at the depository.&lt;br /&gt;DIVIDEND -&gt; Dividend is the amount of money or stock that a company distributes to its shareholders, in the ratio that they hold shares in the company.&lt;br /&gt;EQUITY -&gt; Same as stock.&lt;br /&gt;EX DIVIDEND SHARES -&gt; Ex dividend is the price of the share which does not contain dividend declared by the company. The buyer is not entitled to the dividend amount.&lt;br /&gt;FACE VALUE -&gt; The nominal value printed on the face of the share, debenture or bond. Also known as Par value.&lt;br /&gt;FORWARD TRADING -&gt; Forward trading refers to trading where contracts traded today are settled at some future date at prices decided today.&lt;br /&gt;GDR-&gt; Global Depository Receipt. It is an instrument issued abroad, listed and traded on foreign stock markets. A GDR is convertible into shares, which are listed and traded on the domestic exchange, the dividend being paid in the domestic currency.&lt;br /&gt;IPO -&gt; Initial public offer. It is the first offering of equity shares made by a company to the general public. Prior to the IPO the company's shares are held by a selected group of people and are not available to the public.&lt;br /&gt;LIQUIDITY -&gt; Liquidity refers to the amount of transactions in particular counter, the larger the volume of trading, higher the liquidity.&lt;br /&gt;LISTED SECURITIES -&gt; Securities listed on a stock exchange, as opposed to 'permitted securities', which are not listed but can be traded on the exchange.&lt;br /&gt;LYON'S RANGE -&gt; Calcutta stock exchange.&lt;br /&gt;MARKET CAPITALISATION -&gt; Market capitalisation is the total market value, at the current stock exchange list price multiplied by the total number of equity shares issued by a company.&lt;br /&gt;NASDAQ -&gt; Short for National Association of Securities Dealer Automated Quotations system, a US based computerised stock exchange designed to facilitate over-the-counter stock trading.&lt;br /&gt;NET WORTH -&gt; It is the total of equity share capital and reserves. It is also the value of total assets minus total liabilities.&lt;br /&gt;NIFTY -&gt; Fifty selected stocks of National Stock Exchange.&lt;br /&gt;NON-CONVERTIBLE BONDS -&gt; Regular bonds are also called non-convertible bonds.&lt;br /&gt;NSE -&gt; National Stock Exchange.&lt;br /&gt;ONLINE TRADING -&gt; The sale and purchase of securities over the internet or through a broker's proprietary software&lt;br /&gt;.OVER THE COUNTER TRADING -&gt; A market (unlike an exchange) where dispersed dealers trade, using a network of phones and computer screens. The NASDAQ market is an OTC market in USA.&lt;br /&gt;P/E RATIO or PRICE-EARNINGS RATIO -&gt; The P/E ratio is calculated by dividing the stock's market price per share to the firm's earnings per share, for the most recent 12-month period. P/E ratio is a measure of the investors idea of a stock's growth and risk prospects.&lt;br /&gt;PAR VALUE -&gt; Face value, also referred to as the Par Value, is the national value of the share derived from the total capital issued by the company and the number of shares issued to raise that capital.&lt;br /&gt;PORTFOLIO -&gt; A collection of assets of an individual or organization. A portfolio may contain all the financial assets such as shares, debentures, government bonds by the same individual or organization.&lt;br /&gt;PREFERRED STOCK -&gt; A stock with voting and dividends rights. In the event of liquidity, the preferred stock holders are given a priority aver the common stock holders.&lt;br /&gt;PRIMARY MARKET -&gt; A market for new issues of shares, debentures and bonds, where investors apply directly to the issuer for allotment on a pre-specified basis (price, minimum application amount etc.)&lt;br /&gt;SCRIP -&gt; Same as stock.&lt;br /&gt;SECONDARY MARKET -&gt; A market of buyers and sellers who trade in securities that have already been issued in the primary market. Distinguished from the primary market in which the issuer sells shares directly to the investor.&lt;br /&gt;SEBI -&gt; Short for Securities and Exchange Board of India. The regulator for the Indian capital markets.&lt;br /&gt;SENSEX -&gt; Measure of the performance of the collection of 30 "blue-chip' stocks traded on the BSE, considered to represent the barometer of market activity and sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;SETTLEMENT -&gt; Scrip-wise netting of trades by a broker after a trading period is over.&lt;br /&gt;SETTLEMENT DATE -&gt; The date on which the transactions between members of a stock exchange, done during a particular trading period, are settled by the delivery/receipt of shares.&lt;br /&gt;SHARE CERTIFICATE -&gt; Share certificate is a document that certifies a person's nominal value and its sale price. It is the amount in excess of the face of a share charged by a company on its share issue.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK -&gt; Stock means representation of ownership in a company. Stock, share, security. equity and scrip mean the same.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK EXCHANGE -&gt; Stock exchange is an organized marketplace for buying and selling listed securities. Stock exchange is also known as bourse.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK INDEX -&gt; Stock index is a measurement of the trend of share prices. The BSE, NSE, NASDAQ are the three most widely quoted market indices here.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK SPLIT -&gt; When a company splits its stock, it means that it will issue additional shares to the existing investors by reducing the face value of a stock.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK TRADING -&gt; buying and selling of stocks is called as stock trading.&lt;br /&gt;STOCKBROKER -&gt; A member of the stock exchange who is licensed to buy or sell shares on his own or his client's behalf. He charges a commission brokerage on the deals.&lt;br /&gt;UNDERVALUED SHARES -&gt; Shares that are traded below their book value or the price-earning ratio.&lt;br /&gt;YIELD -&gt; Yield is the return earned by the investor or shareholder on his investment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-5057890633982888172?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/5057890633982888172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=5057890633982888172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/5057890633982888172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/5057890633982888172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/10/stockterms.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Stock_Terms&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-6244116402573710099</id><published>2007-10-14T12:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:22:14.585+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Graveyard</title><content type='html'>trying to come back to life...in a graveyard coz of xams....ll take re-birth soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-6244116402573710099?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/6244116402573710099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=6244116402573710099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/6244116402573710099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/6244116402573710099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/10/graveyard.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Graveyard&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-6262224345355456784</id><published>2007-09-30T22:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:45:31.668+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kewl..AD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rv_ZoOYlZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/euCgymVxcgs/s1600-h/Swastika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116046986795378018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rv_ZoOYlZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/euCgymVxcgs/s320/Swastika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-6262224345355456784?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/6262224345355456784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=6262224345355456784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/6262224345355456784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/6262224345355456784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/09/kewlad.html' title='kewl..AD'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rv_ZoOYlZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/euCgymVxcgs/s72-c/Swastika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-7852891423947787787</id><published>2007-08-05T18:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:39:15.079+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A mysterious freeflowing life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RrXL6lDWsgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gv0zSykIJK4/s1600-h/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095202760678617602" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rq-TqlDWsfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Qf_cdNRBh8/s320/child_labour2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (c)Copyright Tanayesh Talukdar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-7713923200334298458?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/7713923200334298458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=7713923200334298458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7713923200334298458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7713923200334298458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/07/print-ad-against-child-labour.html' title='a print ad against child labour'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rq-TqlDWsfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Qf_cdNRBh8/s72-c/child_labour2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-966130158420702432</id><published>2007-06-30T12:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-30T12:46:04.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>just to show June 07 on my blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-966130158420702432?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/966130158420702432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=966130158420702432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/966130158420702432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/966130158420702432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-7411176066545753325</id><published>2007-05-02T10:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:41:40.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Collapsing Wall</title><content type='html'>Suddenly the wall around me seemed to be collapsed. It’s not because anything has happened to be but of the other face of the world I came to know within just an hour. How it feels when you help a friend but instead he ditches you for his own selfish motive. It just happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other face of the world or should I say the true face of the world. The face I m talking about is the diplomat or hyprocratic side of the people in this world. Can’t people be straight enough to speak their mind?....or rather I would say have the courage to be blunt on face. According to me the world would be easier if everyone is straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyday passes each new chapter of this world unfolds in front of me…and each new chapter is a mystery…..as I read each chapter, I get more confused as too why the people behave in the way they behave…..is the world made for selfish motives….can’t people help each other which ultimately helps humanity to grow…..or may be because of the animal characteristics we behave in this way…….this is why I feel we are not better off than our animal counterparts who live for themselves….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I will remain the same stupid animal who live for himself and for others as well and who believe in the meaning of Friendship and not just the word “FRIENDSHIP”, whatever happens to me…coz I believe if you are Good everything will be Good to you…may be a selfish motive……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-7411176066545753325?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/7411176066545753325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=7411176066545753325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7411176066545753325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/7411176066545753325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/05/collapsing-wall.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Collapsing Wall&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-8771331028256258356</id><published>2007-04-06T12:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:13:13.539+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricketing Losses = ADVERTISING LOSSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RhXrpn-sUbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/axuxOW90IOM/s1600-h/2004081102430901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050201657504977330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RhXrpn-sUbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/axuxOW90IOM/s320/2004081102430901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ! The ball zoomed passed Sachin and you can hear the crackling sound of the Timber. Does that sound like a pure inflated Sidhuism?.....well these kind of commentary would have been cherished by the Indians 2 weeks before but not now…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg’s vision 2007 created a hype not only among the selectors n Indians but also media people….a lot has gone into planning the media usage by the corporate world during the world cup….buying the prime time slots…getting new ad agencies to make world cup specific advertisements which would target TMS(Target Market segment)….assigning new budgets for world cup and what not….but all blown off in just 8 hours game……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the questions lies is it worth to spend so much on such an unpredictable Indian Cricket team?...its not just a loss for a cricketing nation but a loss of millions of rupees for the companies which padded up for world cup 2007 with new campaigns…after the loss of India suddenly all the world cup campaigns have been taken off and viewers are left with no choice rather than watching dead old ads…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The various companies targeting their customers through cricket need to put on their thinking caps and decide on a strategy what not to do with the cricketing stars…..a typical strategy should be charted so that even if these cricketers fail as they always do the companies should not suffer losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strategy could be that make an advertisement which have a mix n match of cricketers and also Bollywood stars(the next big people in India)….this can be a good strategy as no one star will rule the advertisements….in this way even if India losses cricket matches the campaigns can be aired on the guns of bollywood stars whose charisma always charms the Indians….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line of Advice----Use different icons for ur advertisement and not rely on a single icon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-8771331028256258356?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/8771331028256258356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=8771331028256258356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8771331028256258356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8771331028256258356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/04/cricketing-losses-advertising-losses.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Cricketing Losses = ADVERTISING LOSSES&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RhXrpn-sUbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/axuxOW90IOM/s72-c/2004081102430901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-5914828823225202006</id><published>2007-03-22T17:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-22T17:48:26.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>contemporary ADs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RgJzWPzBe5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTh4lLYSB_c/s1600-h/amul46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044721358643231634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RgJzWPzBe5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTh4lLYSB_c/s320/amul46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;b&gt;LIZ HURLEY'S Wedding with Arun Nayar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RgJy_vzBe4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aUQn3ib9IC4/s1600-h/car_funny_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044720972096174978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RgJy_vzBe4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aUQn3ib9IC4/s320/car_funny_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi frnds i was planning to write something on advertisements but not getting time to write coz of my xams...so thght of postin these 2 ADs which i found really interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-5914828823225202006?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/5914828823225202006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=5914828823225202006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/5914828823225202006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/5914828823225202006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/03/contemporary-ads.html' title='&lt;b&gt;contemporary ADs&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/RgJzWPzBe5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTh4lLYSB_c/s72-c/amul46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-8086546895510205566</id><published>2007-03-18T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:24:17.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Bush Campaign in Pune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rf18Xe2kahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DIWVs5GnFO0/s1600-h/18032007441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043323900585601554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rf18Xe2kahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DIWVs5GnFO0/s320/18032007441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it says"remove american troops from Iraq and give punishment to Murdered Bush"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-8086546895510205566?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/8086546895510205566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=8086546895510205566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8086546895510205566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/8086546895510205566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/03/anti-bush-campaign-in-pune.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Anti-Bush Campaign in Pune&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cZ6fWVIX9TY/Rf18Xe2kahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DIWVs5GnFO0/s72-c/18032007441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-117155794061878598</id><published>2007-02-15T22:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:15:40.626+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Nyte to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/1600/922592/15022007261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/320/420329/15022007261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-117155794061878598?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/117155794061878598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=117155794061878598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/117155794061878598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/117155794061878598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/02/nyte-to-remember.html' title='&lt;b&gt;A Nyte to Remember&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116947341209290009</id><published>2007-01-22T19:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:29:21.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NEW IDEA ...Will it SELL?</title><content type='html'>Gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Product- A Ring made out of Volcanic Lava Rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Name of the product- ‘Gravity’&lt;br /&gt;3 Line Extensions- Gravity-‘Angel, Imperial &amp;amp; Majestic’&lt;br /&gt;Source City- Java&lt;br /&gt;Destination City- New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manufacturing Process:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity, is a ring made of volcanic igneous Rocks. The USP of the ring is its Stone embedded in the crown of the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volcanic Rings are the purest form of molten metal. As soon as the molten lava cools down, it solidifies into Black coloured igneous rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Black coloured igneous rock, when polished and cut, forms into a vibrant looking stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEGMENTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behavioural Segmentation- The target audience would be segmented according to their&lt;br /&gt;Behaviour pattern. The people who want to distinguish themselves from other people would prefer to buy this ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demographic Segmentation- The targeted people would be segmented according to their age. The people would be segmented as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Age group- 15-18, 19-22, 23-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIONING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ring is made up of pure Volcanic Igneous Rocks, therefore, it will be positioned in such a manner that it depicts a person’s pure Love to his/her loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TARGETING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring will be targeted to people in age group of 15 to 25.This age group is mainly open to new ideas and prefer to gift something really different to their loved ones which will create a style statement. Since our Ring is different from any other rings as such we are targeting this age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Target group will be as follows:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age Group Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-18 Gravity- Angel&lt;br /&gt;- A silver ring with stone embedded in the crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-22 Gravity- Imperial&lt;br /&gt;- A white Gold ring with stone embedded in the crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23-25 Gravity- Majestic&lt;br /&gt;- A platinum ring with stone embedded in the crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity-Angel $ 150. This silver ring is priced in such a manner that&lt;br /&gt;teenagers of the age group 15-18 can purchase&lt;br /&gt;the ring with their monthly or weekly income&lt;br /&gt;which they earn as an add-on income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity- Imperial $250. This white gold ring will be purchased by the&lt;br /&gt;people in the age group of 19-22. The people&lt;br /&gt;who have earned enough to give a White Gold&lt;br /&gt;ring to their loved ones would be the targeted&lt;br /&gt;audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity- Majestic $400. This Platinum ring would be targeted to people&lt;br /&gt;who do not like the contemporary metals and&lt;br /&gt;gems such as Yellow Metal and Diamond. Many&lt;br /&gt;people, especially in the age group of 23-25&lt;br /&gt;would prefer to purchase this ring to distinguish&lt;br /&gt;themselves from others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116947341209290009?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116947341209290009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116947341209290009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116947341209290009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116947341209290009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-idea-will-it-sell.html' title='&lt;b&gt;NEW IDEA&lt;/b&gt; ...Will it SELL?'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116688565748172568</id><published>2006-12-23T20:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:24:17.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/1600/980143/santa-claus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/400/238591/santa-claus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL THE PEOPLE VISTING MY BLOG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116688565748172568?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116688565748172568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116688565748172568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116688565748172568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116688565748172568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-to-all-people-visting.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116423788434355214</id><published>2006-11-23T04:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-23T04:54:44.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is Fun</title><content type='html'>hey guys its already 4am in the morning and i m waiting at the airport to board a flight for my destination...already 24hrs without sleep...whta life...making ppts...giving presentations...but life is fun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116423788434355214?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116423788434355214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116423788434355214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116423788434355214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116423788434355214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-fun.html' title='Life is Fun'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116411896590345591</id><published>2006-11-21T19:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:52:45.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moral Re-Armament?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/1600/940473/IMG_0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3521/1833/320/77773/IMG_0829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jst came back frm a so called Moral Rearmament Camp...well it was organised by our college...and was a three day trip in the Hills of Panchgani....before going we all though that it was goin to be a Jail for three long days...however it turned out to be otherwise....&lt;br /&gt;Three days of fun-filled time...though the three days were jotted with lectures on all types of topics realting to moral...(don't ask me wht they said coz i slept through all the lectures)....well we had some nice and interesting games like tower building,passing the ball thru pipe etc...&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the three days we wre all gifted with more stronger relationship as in frnds, more emotionally bonded as a batch....well had fun and have memories which will remain in our hearts unto the death...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116411896590345591?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116411896590345591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116411896590345591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116411896590345591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116411896590345591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/11/moral-re-armament.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Moral Re-Armament?&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116280361328649652</id><published>2006-11-06T14:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:30:13.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Satisfied Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/kuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/kuva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog completes a year today….itz been a long journey from 6th November 2005 to 6th November 2006….well a mission accomplished coz when I started the blog it was just because I used to get bored and there was nothing constructive to do…well today I will say that its my Passion….Blogging has helped me many times to find out the solutions I was looking for to my problems…it has given me a deep insight into the matters of the society coz whatever I see I feel like typing down in my blog…..One suggestion for everyone START BLOGGING AND KEEP BLOGGING coz u will love it…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116280361328649652?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116280361328649652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116280361328649652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116280361328649652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116280361328649652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/11/satisfied-journey.html' title='&lt;b&gt;A Satisfied Journey&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116263010436687009</id><published>2006-11-04T14:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:18:24.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Radionomics</title><content type='html'>Hello Pune!!! Thank you for tuning into your favorite Radio Channel 99.9FM...Lines like this have become a part of Indian Lives in the morning, evening and before going to sleep….Radio or better said as FM radio has transformed the world of entertainment in India….earlier in the 1990s there is to be only a single player in the radio sector i.e. All India Radio…..but post globalization in late 1999 suddenly the world seems to have understood the potential of radio….I still remember the days when I used to play my favorite cassette while driving but now a days I tune into my favorite radio channel when driving….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio as a mode of entertainment has evolved in the past few years….It is not only posing as one of the best form of entertainment but as well ringing the cash registers of these FM players…It is also a form of entertainment which is available to the masses…a Fm radio is available for only Rs50 or $1.5 which u can use to listen to songs all day long without any further expenditure….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Marketers, a form of with which masses can be reached without spending much….just the right time and the right program is needed to air your advertisement and influence people….Today most of the revenue of the FM players are coming from all form of advertisements on Radio….The advertisements on these FM channels are highly localized due to which people are able to relate to them…The revenue from advertising on radio is so appealing to these FM players, that as many as 10 advertisements are aired before a song….If this goes on for a longer period of time I m sure there won’t be any song on these FM channels and only we would be listening to advertisements all day long….Advertisements as a part of these FM Channels are necessary coz it help the FM players to generate the variable cost at least in the short run…coz they have to take license from the music companies to air the songs and these needs a huge cash register….a large potential lures in this sector of FM channels radio which can be tapped by the Marketing dept of any company to maintain the Brand Visibility(in terms of making the Brand Speak)….Putting a lot of advertisements on a FM channel is again like walking on a sword coz it can prove disastrous to the Radio Partners in the way that people will move to other FM channels which airs more of songs than advertisement…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How and When to tap this large advertising market on radio merely lies in the hands of the FM Players coz they have to decide when to air these advertisements without a fall on the customer ratings of Radio….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116263010436687009?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116263010436687009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116263010436687009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116263010436687009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116263010436687009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/11/radionomics.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Radionomics&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116243081428911895</id><published>2006-11-02T06:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-02T06:56:54.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Month for my blog</title><content type='html'>This month i ll be celebrating one year of my blog..it will turn a year on 6th of NOv....so party time folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116243081428911895?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116243081428911895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116243081428911895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116243081428911895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116243081428911895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-month-for-my-blog.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Birthday Month for my blog&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116204519031594653</id><published>2006-10-28T19:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:49:50.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An Educational Dilemma</title><content type='html'>At 12’o’clock in the afternoon I sat in a gloomy classroom to solve a question which can make or break my life. Is the question that I was solving so important that it can decide my future. Probably not but the situation when I was solving the question made it a serious affair. Well I was in an examination hall giving my 1st Semester MBA exam.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MBA? And Exam? Doesn’t it sound very unnatural or out of the blue? If you also think so then I believe that our Education System needs restructuring. Well India might have produced geniuses and entrepreneurs which help in boasting of our education system. But does our education system really help in producing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you think a course like MBA where managerial skills are imparted and how to take important decisions while climbing your corporate ladder is there any need of the exam? Well this can be easily judged through out the year though case studies, Presentations, Putting the student in real life situations where he has to take real life decisions. Well these do take part in B-Schools but at the end of to prove your mettle you have to sit for an exam to score major marks which plays an important part in your placements. In a course like MBA is there any need for exam…I don’t think so and I believe most of the people reading this article will also think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a high time when major restructuring of our education system be done or else it may be possible that few years down the line we will me producing a bunch of lunatics who know the only thing “rote” and not good managers from the B-Schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as a student of a reputed B-School I will give my suggestions on how to restructure our education system in the next posting after completing my so called “examinations”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116204519031594653?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116204519031594653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116204519031594653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116204519031594653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116204519031594653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/educational-dilemma.html' title='&lt;b&gt;An Educational Dilemma&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116115626494734015</id><published>2006-10-18T12:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:54:24.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>few classic ads</title><content type='html'>These are a few interesting classic ads that i found on the internet and these products r brand names have becum a part and parcel of our life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/brand_irony_colgate.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/pkr_cs_adverts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/pkr_cs_adverts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/LifeBuoyFamily2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116115626494734015?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116115626494734015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116115626494734015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116115626494734015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116115626494734015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/few-classic-ads.html' title='&lt;b&gt;few classic ads&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116100665931781247</id><published>2006-10-16T19:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:22:10.440+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indian Version of Holla Back Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpW9PfVp9ow"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpW9PfVp9ow" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116100665931781247?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116100665931781247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116100665931781247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116100665931781247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116100665931781247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/indian-version-of-holla-back-girl.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Indian Version of Holla Back Girl&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116089893249878477</id><published>2006-10-15T13:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:25:32.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Radio Mirchi AD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/mirchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/mirchi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This in one of the branding strategies that I heard on Radio Mirchi 93.9FM in Pune…..I really liked the way they made a catchy tagline…the ad goes like this:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VP declares the yearly report of his company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP-“This year we are into heavy losses”&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Applauds&lt;br /&gt;VP-“despite the whole industry showing a growth rate of 25% we have consistently maintained a Negative growth rate of 32%”&lt;br /&gt;Audience- Applauds again&lt;br /&gt;VP-“No dividends for our share holders”&lt;br /&gt;Audience: applauds and whistles&lt;br /&gt;VP-“we are also planning to sell our Fixed assets”&lt;br /&gt;Audience- Applauds again&lt;br /&gt;VP-“we are also laying off people- the complete staff of our company”&lt;br /&gt;Audience- Applauds again&lt;br /&gt;VP-“In other terms our company is BANKRUPT”&lt;br /&gt;Audience- Applauds again and whistles and shouts in enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGLINE-“Mirchi Sunne walein always KUSH”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice way to create a niche for Radio Mirchi and keep the viewers hooked on Mirchi……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116089893249878477?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116089893249878477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116089893249878477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116089893249878477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116089893249878477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/radio-mirchi-ad.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Radio Mirchi AD&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116071197944583915</id><published>2006-10-13T09:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:29:39.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/IMG_0568.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/IMG_0568.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi world...this is my new fish bowl...jst thght to try my luck keeping fishes...its a ROSY BARB a tropical fish.....i ll keep on uodating u all about it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116071197944583915?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116071197944583915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116071197944583915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116071197944583915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116071197944583915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-116033216417711767</id><published>2006-10-08T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:59:24.206+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDLESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/friends%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/friends%20logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current world or the society is termed as “kalyug”…Its so true that in this world the word of friend has lost its true meaning and only SELF has remained….As I look into the different people I see a sense of SELF satisfaction, there is no one to help others….People are so busy with their own self gratification that they forget about others….If u even go to your buddy whom u consider your good friend at the time of need or for a simple advice don’t get surprised if you don’t get the right response or he ignores you….This is “kalyug”….I look and think why people are behaving in such a way that they don’t have time for others even….Is self more than society….every other person in today’s world have dual personalities….One to show in front of others(which is always a false one) and the other which he uses to fulfill SELF(always demonic)….As of there is no true person left in this world…I think why are people scared of showing their real side to others and why do they behave in such a diplomatic way?....why people are running after own personal gratification and behave as if they are running in a marathon where there is only one winner?.....&lt;br /&gt;May be all of my questions will remain unanswered in this life…..But I pledge today that if possible I won’t be the way I am and will develop my other side soon to show that how good I am in front of the world and back stab them……One last thing I want to say that if people remember that in this world all are equal and there is no rat race the world would be a better place to live in…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-116033216417711767?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/116033216417711767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=116033216417711767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116033216417711767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/116033216417711767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/10/friendless.html' title='&lt;b&gt;FRIENDLESS&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115918794160491446</id><published>2006-09-25T18:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:09:01.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/17390011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/17390011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative approach towards life.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115918794160491446?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115918794160491446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115918794160491446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115918794160491446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115918794160491446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/09/negative-approach-towards-life.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115765323075665208</id><published>2006-09-07T23:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:50:30.770+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yeppy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>yeppy i am going home for a week 2morrow and will return on 17th...so no new post on my blog till 17th...i wanna n joy my long pending holiday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115765323075665208?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115713418850686349</id><published>2006-09-01T23:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:39:48.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEARS THY STRENGTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE THY WEALTH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THY GAME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN, LIFE THY NAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115713418850686349?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115713418850686349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115713418850686349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115713418850686349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115713418850686349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/09/tears-thy-strength-smile-thy-wealth.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115676347201975862</id><published>2006-08-28T16:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:41:12.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moods B4 Exam</title><content type='html'>Well we had our Managerial Economics test today...jst look at the tensed moods i captured of my sweet dear frndz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(15).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2815%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(14).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2814%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(13).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2813%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(12).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2812%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(11).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2811%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(10).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2810%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(09).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2809%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(08).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2808%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115676347201975862?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115676347201975862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115676347201975862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115676347201975862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115676347201975862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/08/moods-b4-exam.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Moods B4 Exam&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115609050848060030</id><published>2006-08-20T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:45:08.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Diluted Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/emotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/emotions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions speak words which can't be spoken by human beings...emotions transcends everything to bond people around the world irrespective of their background.....emotions bonds mother and child,friends,partners,husband and wife etc....but wht is this emotion?....is it a kind of special feeling for someone or a general feeling.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now a dayss this emotion has only left as a selfish feeling which doesn't bond anyone rather than ur ownself....people has forgot the emotional aspect of their life and haas turned into a hardcore selfish animal.....people's world surrounds only around their own respective reasons and they try to convert the world according to their own needs.....why do people run for money,self fame when they can't keep the emotional touch wth their parents even...i see so much artificialness in the society...poeple making frnds for their own benefit,people breaking frnds for their selfishness.....people falling in false love for their status....the people have started over-looking the pain of other people for own benefits....these days when people talk i see so much artificialness....the laugh is also artificial.....the words has to be artificial......everyone trying to prove that "THEY ARE THE BEST" forgetting the underlying emotions that really make them....i see parents of many people thrown out of their own houses by their children coz their children have diluted emotions and they are to engrossed in self......&lt;br /&gt;When will these diluted emotions become so strong that they bond all the people of the world and people live of others rather than their self....well i think its a Hope Against Hope......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115609050848060030?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115609050848060030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115609050848060030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115609050848060030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115609050848060030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/08/diluted-emotions.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Diluted Emotions&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115453347772278287</id><published>2006-08-02T20:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:14:37.790+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SPIRITUAL ECSTASY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(1066).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%281066%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstasy- a height of emotional state where you forget everything to enjoy the fruit of enjoyment....well r u thinking of some kind of drug....no recently when i visited ISKCON,Pune with a friend of mine i noticed a different kind of ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ecstasy was totally different fom the usual ones we have...This ecstasy was a SPIRITUAL ECSTASY between man and the God...i was astonished to see there how man can love God so much that they get an immense pleasure in worshipping him. As I entered ISKCON I was a bit sceptical about my visit...i could see a lecture given by Shri Chaitanya Prabhu to the youth about leaving material world and chanting HARE KRISHNA and worshipping God...By the way the devotees of ISKCON call each other as Prabhu...Half-heartedly i sat to hear the lecture that spoke about the ill-effects of advertising and their influence in the society...Being a Marketing(MBA) student myself i thought like bashing him up...He spoke something about HARI stuff…I never felt like listening to him….But later I realized that he was telling the truth…but I can’t forgive him for what he talked about Advertising…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a mixture of heavy and light heart I went to see the “AARTI” i.e. the Puja given to the Lord Krishna in the evening…There I experienced a complete different picture…as the aarti started all the devotees starting singing songs for Lord Krishna….Not only singing they were dancing…I have never seen such joy and excitement in any person during the Puja’s…Everyone there was experiencing a kind of personal ecstasy with Lord Krishna…they were dancing in circles, sometimes breaking it and dancing a solo dance with hands up in the air(this is a dance performed only in ISKCON)…I thought that if Lord Krishna would have really arrived in front of these devotees what would they do?....i was astonished to see the love for their LORD….In ISKCON I experienced that the people out there didn’t discriminate rather took everyone as equals…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment of ISKCON seemed to me like an utopian world…If I get another chance I would really love to visit this Utopian world again…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115453347772278287?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115453347772278287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115453347772278287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115453347772278287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115453347772278287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/08/spiritual-ecstasy.html' title='&lt;b&gt;SPIRITUAL ECSTASY&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115414756257887551</id><published>2006-07-29T09:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:02:42.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ARTICLE REVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Himesh%20Reshammiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Himesh%20Reshammiya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROOKIE ROCKSTAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By Geetika Sasan Bhandari (INDIA TODAY, April17, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of a person called Himesh Reshammiya? If No, then you must read the article published in India Today, April17, 2006 edition in the name of Rookie Rockstar.This article written by Geetika Sasan Bhandari peeps into the life and transformation of this great music composer to a rockstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himesh Reshammiya a true mom’s child lives with his parents and believes in only his best buddy. But his song like Ashiq Banaya Apne are breaking records and climbed the ladder of the Planet M charts to remain unbeatable for 15weeks.Once termed as a music composer he is now called as a Rockstar. From the very beginning he remained an un-noticed rockstar.From the time of signing a film with Salman Khan at the age of 18, he climbed the ladder of success with sheer hardworking and immense belief in himself. He dedicates his success to the Divine Intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s the USP of his success? I feel that his success came at a time when all the viewers wanted to hear a fresh voice. The author writes about his vocal chords amazingly placed near the nose helped him to emerge as a rockstar.Its true as the people came to hear a new voice with an in built Bass in it. His other USP according to the author lies in his way of dressing. His retrosexual looks including Versace belts, Cavalli T-shirts truly gives an international look which attracts the viewers to him. It’s true that Sa Re Ga Ma Pa in which he was a judge also helped him to be visible to the public at a time when he needed the most. The article written by Geetika Sasan Bhandari is a very balanced one, however she could have included more details into his style of singing. The article is worth reading not only for Himesh Reshammiya fans but also for everyone who wants a sneek peak into the life of this great Rockstar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115414756257887551?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115414756257887551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115414756257887551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115414756257887551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115414756257887551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/07/article-review.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ARTICLE REVIEW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115373549236162367</id><published>2006-07-24T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:34:52.406+05:30</updated><title type='text'>INVASION OF EXPRESSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/blocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/blocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can ever the government of the largest democracy of the world can do this....After 07/11 i.e. after the Serial blasts in Mumbai,India when the bloggers like us wrote to the world about the bad disaster management dept of India, the government of India not only blocked the blogs but also blocked the whole of &lt;a href="http://www.blogspot.com"&gt;www.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; creating an invasion to the right of speech......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a Government even do this?....when it is the right of every citizen of India to express their thoughts....itz like an invasion to the privacy of a person....when the disaster management system of India is not well then whts the fear of accepting tht.....This is like communism taking over democracy.....The reason that was given by the Govt of India was that since it didn't have the technology to block particular blogs it blocked BLOGSPOt and many other blog sites....What Shit is this?......do u think that there will be any takers for such justification....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of blocking blogs the government should think how to evade from such terrorist attack....there are 10 different teams for tracking the terrorism out-fits in India...but no such team could get a hint of such attacks...because there is no co-ordination among the teams...instead of making 10 different teams, all these teams could be included in just a single team so as to increase the efficiency and the co-ordination......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please think before you block any sites...because if you can't give a safe place to live in you are also not allowed to take anything from the citizens.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115373549236162367?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115373549236162367/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115312909147200177</id><published>2006-07-17T15:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:08:11.483+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/pj-unicycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/pj-unicycle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An open road,&lt;br /&gt;A myriad of colours,&lt;br /&gt;The strummung of a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Half closed eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A heart full of secret desires,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden-In its deepest recesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clawing feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;My mind driftsInto a realm unknown.&lt;br /&gt;A vision appears-One I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I smile.&lt;br /&gt;A yearning inside,But I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Yet I carry on-Searching,&lt;br /&gt;For that one thing&lt;br /&gt;That'll make&lt;br /&gt;My life complete...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115312909147200177?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115312909147200177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115312909147200177&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115312909147200177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115312909147200177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/07/open-road-myriad-of-colours-strummung.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115116469385541268</id><published>2006-06-24T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:28:13.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE OTHER SIDE OF ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dual Personalities, The evil side, The darker side…..What does all these remind u    of?....Some dark mysteries lurking behind us….Is it a kind of shadow which keeps following us when we don’t want it to?....so what is this other side?....everyone in this world may he/she be a child, a teenager, an adult or an old man has a other side…..Sounds interesting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is this other side all about?.....The other side is the other personality which is hidden in a dark corner of our mind and heart….This other side always keeps the spirit inside happy….When ever a person is sitting alone this other side helps in day dreaming or escapades….Some has an evil and some has an good other side…when this other side of us prevails over our own outer personality people start having dual personality….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be possible that in our daily chores we forget our other side but our side is always ready to come out when we are in an unconscious state of mind….How many times have you thought after reacting in a different way that what made you react in that way….or have you ever thought that why r u thinking the way you are thinking now and always all of your questions remains unanswered right?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So how this other side takes birth in a human being?....sometimes many of our dreams in terms of what we want to achieve in life remains un-fulfilled or rather we forget our real dreams and our life takes a different course….These unfulfilled dreams takes birth into the other side…It may be possible that you wanted to become an army man but you became an engineer instead, however when a war like situation(quarrel) etc comes on your way the other side of you takes over and you start behaving in a rebellious manner….the vice versa can also be possible where an army man starts behaving like an engineer when he sees a marvel of engineering…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115116469385541268?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115116469385541268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-115019957360205717</id><published>2006-06-13T17:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:22:53.623+05:30</updated><title type='text'>best sentence</title><content type='html'>Dangerous Mimesis:Simulation and Dissimulation in Ubiquitous Games&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-115019957360205717?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/115019957360205717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=115019957360205717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115019957360205717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/115019957360205717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-sentence.html' title='&lt;b&gt;best sentence&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114654557499842262</id><published>2006-05-02T10:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:22:55.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Sucks!!!</title><content type='html'>Life Sucks....itz been a total 24hrs in office working for my MNC without an overtime..life sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114654557499842262?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114654557499842262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114654557499842262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114654557499842262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114654557499842262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-sucks.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Life Sucks!!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114631518450609179</id><published>2006-04-29T18:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-29T18:23:04.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Venom of the Scorpion: The Diary of a Call Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/getimage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/400/getimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two months ago, Raquel Pacheco was making a living as a high-end call girl, turning tricks with up to five men a day in an apartment in a swank neighborhood of Sao Paulo, Latin America's financial hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then she went by her nom de guerre, Bruna Surfistinha, or Bruna the Surfer Girl. She has since left the business and become a best-selling author who spends her days rushing to interviews, promoting her book on the radio and appearing on late-night TV talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her book, "The Sweet Venom of the Scorpion: The Diary of a Call Girl," is a vivid account of the three years that the 21-year-old Pacheco spent selling her body for money. Written in the slang of a middle-class teen-ager from Sao Paulo, it is part diary, part blog and even offers how-to tips for readers looking to spice up their sex lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just over a month, it has sold some 30,000 copies and is already in its third edition -- a huge success in a country where only a fraction of the population reads books. It also ranks third on Brazil's bestseller list for nonfiction books, neck and neck with international hits like "Freakonomics" by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Brazil is the world's largest Roman Catholic country, sex is far from a taboo subject. Brazilians of all social classes frequently flaunt their sexuality, donning skimpy clothing even in formal settings. X-rated magazines hang in plain sight at newsstands. The government distributes free condoms as part of its AIDS prevention program. And prostitution is legal, although pimping is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the book's success was a surprise to Pacheco, who turned to prostitution after running away from home when she was 17 and now lives with her boyfriend, a former customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought people would be curious, not necessarily about my life, but about the life of a call girl," she said. "But I didn't think the reaction would be like this. I never thought I would be famous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM BLOG TO BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, Pacheco was already flirting with fame before her book. Lonely and eager to vent, she started writing about her experiences with customers in a blog that became so popular it was profiled in several Brazilian magazines. These days the site (http://www.brunasurfistinha.com/blogs/) rarely focuses on sexual escapades, but it still gets about 20,000 hits a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the blog that drew publishers to Pacheco, who had boasted on the site that she was writing a book. She rejected three offers to put her story in print before finally signing with a small publishing house called Panda Books, which hired a journalist to help her organize her ideas into a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once I started reading the blog, I was hooked," said Marcelo Duarte, the book's publisher. "It had all the ingredients of a good soap opera -- family drama, love stories and lots of sex."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duarte thought it would be popular with men, but he did not imagine that the story of a prostitute would be such a big hit with women, who have been buying the book in droves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, Rosely Sayao, a psychologist who studies sexual behavior, said the book's popularity among women makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The idea of a call girl, of a prostitute, is something that many women fantasize about," she said. "Women want to be a lover to their partner, and in many people's minds, a prostitute is someone who knows how to be the perfect lover."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book has also raised eyebrows overseas. Duarte is in talks to publish it in Portugal and Spain, and is entertaining offers to sell the rights to turn it into a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That possibility prompted one Brazilian web site to ask its readers in a survey who should play Pacheco on the big screen. The top pick was soap opera star Mel Lisboa, who became famous playing a teen-age vixen who seduced an older man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With money in the bank and a bestseller on her resume, Pacheco says she plans to finish high school and go to college to study psychology. She also wants to find a job but worries she will have a hard time getting hired because of her past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if I'm going to be accepted," she said. "Even though I'm not a prostitute anymore, in some people's eyes I still am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ source: &lt;a href="http://go.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;storyID=10560729&amp;amp;pageNumber=0"&gt;Prostitute tells all in bestseller&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114631518450609179?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114631518450609179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114631518450609179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114631518450609179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114631518450609179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet-venom-of-scorpion-diary-of-call.html' title='&lt;b&gt;The Sweet Venom of the Scorpion: The Diary of a Call Girl&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114614691599837908</id><published>2006-04-27T19:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:38:36.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Save Narmada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/IMG_0083.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                The Hindu Headline of 16th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmada Dam Talks Deadlock....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmada was once a free-flowing river...Yes, free and flowing defines the true feature of the river...however one of the greatest rivers of India-NARMADA is dying due to technological negligence...Narmada emerges from "AMARKANTAK" a place in Madhya Pradesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1980s it was decided taht a number of large,small and very small dams will be built on the river NARMADA for generating Hydro-electricity...however this has proved to be a bolt from the blue to the humanity who are residing near the banks of narmada.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the NARMADA is dying...itz no more a free and flowing river but it has been converted into a man-made lake by building dams...the flora and fauna which used to strive in the river once is dying...The building of Dams has submerged many habitation near the banks...many people has lost homes,lost lands and lost livlihood because of making these dams on NARMADA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many NGOs have been really trying to stop building of Dams on the river...the greatest movement to save Narmada is now called as -"NARMADA BACHAO"....the movements have been goin in vain coz the height of the dams on the river Narmada is being increased day by day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time will come when tis great flowing river will die due to Technological and Human Negligence....Itz high time that we save NARMADA now or else delete the river from our Geographical Map forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114614691599837908?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114614691599837908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114614691599837908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114614691599837908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114614691599837908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/save-narmada.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Save Narmada&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114562335747096940</id><published>2006-04-21T17:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:12:41.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Disaster Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/vry91i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/vry91i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         A Satellite Photo of TSUNAMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami, Earthquakes, Cyclone-What does these remind you of?....destruction, loss of life and property...Wht does your Govt do when your country is hit with the above?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened wth India when Tsunami struck The Andaman and Nicobar Islands as well as the coastal region of India....Govt of India was caught red-handed and it came out to the citizens of India that India was not well equipped for the Disaster Mangement, however India took good lessons frm it to emerge as a winner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what this Disaster Mangement all about....well to paraphrase it its about managing Disaster...how you utilise the resources to the maxim so that with the resources you can help the people rehabilate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A govt shld have a disaster management fund where it should put some money from the Forex reserve so that it can be utilised in a proper way...The other way can be also to include the NGO's of the country to the disaster management system as the NGO's are well equipped to knw the needs of the local people for whom they work....The resources like food, petrol,communication systems can be brought from the surplus parts of the country to the disaster hit areas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A robust communication system should be established in the Disaster Prone areas so that if all the communication systems fail this can be used properly at the time of a big Disaster....Alarm systems should be made robust in these areas so that if by chance a Disaster hits the people of that part of the country can be alerted......A kind of make-shift area should also be marked near the Disaster Prione areas so that people can be taken to the areas in case of emergencies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether these can be implemented officially but it was just a suggestion for the people of the country to know if they want to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114562335747096940?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114562335747096940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114562335747096940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114562335747096940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114562335747096940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/disaster-management.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Disaster Management&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114553073337812361</id><published>2006-04-20T16:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:28:53.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Descendant of Stone Age skeleton found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/mlf-skeleton-pd-05-kj002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/mlf-skeleton-pd-05-kj002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON (Reuter) British scientists Saturday celebrated their feat of tracing a living descendant of a 9,000-year-old skeleton and establishing the world's oldest known family tree. In an astonishing piece of detective work, they matched mitochondrial DNA material extracted from the tooth cavity of Britain's oldest complete skeleton with that of a 42-year-old history teacher, Adrian Targett. The genetic material showed without doubt that Targett is a direct descendant through his mother's line of the skeleton known as Cheddar Man, which was found in 1903 in caves in Cheddar Gorge in southwest England. "It is extraordinary that the DNA survives at all, but we were able to extract it and sequence it," said Bryan Sykes of Oxford University's Institute of Molecular Medicine. "They would have shared a common ancestor about 10,000 years ago, so they are related." Targett lives about a kilometer from the caves where Cheddar Man was found. Previous tests have shown that Cheddar Man suffered a violent death at the age of about 23 in 7150 B.C. The Oxford University team spent months analyzing samples from the skeleton before taking DNA swabs from about 20 local people whose families had lived in the Cheddar area for generations. Targett, who teaches modern history, said he took part only to make up the numbers. "I was astonished when the scientists said I was the descendant. Appropriately enough, I am a history teacher, but I have to admit I know next to nothing about Cheddar Man. I suppose I really should try to include him in my family tree," he said. Targett can now boast a lineage millennia older than that of Britain's royal family, which traces its heritage back to A.D. 829. The oldest previously recorded relative was the great-great-great-great-grandfather of Confucius, who lived in China in the eighth century B.C. Scientists said the odds of finding a match were not as enormous as might appear, because of the relatively small number of people who lived in Britain during the Stone Age. Sykes said the discovery strengthened the theory that the ancestors of modern-day Britons were hunter-gatherers rather than farmers. "There has been an idea that most modern European are descended from farmers that came in from the Middle East about 10,000 years ago, reaching Britain about 6,000 years ago," Sykes told British Broadcasting Corp. radio. "This kind of evidence shows that is probably not true, and that modern Britons are in fact descended from the earlier inhabitants like Cheddar Man who existed on hunting and gathering and who were not farmers." Scientists said they were hoping to use the same technique of sampling mitochondrial DNA to prove whether Neanderthals, who died out about 25,000 years ago, were linked to modern humans or were a completely different species. Professor Chris Stringer, a researcher at the Natural History Museum, said, "This work may finally let us end a 150-year-old argument which has existed since a Neanderthal man fossil was first found." Targett, an only child who has no children, was still coming to terms with the idea of having a Stone Age man as a relative. But his wife, Catherine, said, "Maybe this explains why he likes his steaks rare."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114553073337812361?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114553073337812361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114553073337812361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114553073337812361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114553073337812361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/descendant-of-stone-age-skeleton-found.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Descendant of Stone Age skeleton found&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114538197987362500</id><published>2006-04-18T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:09:39.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wish I was a Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/DSC00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/DSC00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was a bird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Ballants Thoughts, No crazy thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i wish i were a bird... i cld roam about freely...Have You ever noticed a Bird closely...there is a Majestic way they move...We human beings fight for food,power,space etc...but have you ever seen a bird fight for these things?.....They roam about so care-free devoid of ne tensions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the price of Real-Estates is sky-rocketing,being a bird I wouldn't have cared about it at all coz the whole SKY would be mine...BORN FREE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We being HUMAN BEINGS,we think that we are the smartest animal on earth so we encroach forests,rivers etc and we sy that we are well mannered, But i would say that have u ever seen a BIRD encroaching the space of human beings....so who is the well-mannered of all BIRD or HUMAN BEINGS?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the office at this wee hours, planning to go for a meeting and all my head stuffed with all the stupid works, being a BIRD now i would have slept on a branch of a TREE...isn't tht feels good?.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114538197987362500?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114538197987362500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114538197987362500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114538197987362500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114538197987362500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/wish-i-was-bird.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Wish I was a Bird&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114501825143963970</id><published>2006-04-14T17:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-14T18:07:31.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOVE THY ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/i-love-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/i-love-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in LOVE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say the loveliest word in the Dictionary is:::LOVE......whnever you hear this word somethin clings in your ears right?...itz like a sweet poison which kills people in the world in a positive way...Yes, Right you get killed by it...I will say it how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in Love...you never rise in Love..the biggest irony lies in this sentence itself...when you describe love in such a sweet way how can we say that you fall in LOVE...but we all FALL in LOVE.....This kills....You die to meet the person you love...you die to share your feelings with the person and ultimately when you share all the feelings you feel like you are in HEAVEN ...right?...This is virtual Dying in LOVE and it KILLS you.....VIRTUALLY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leave a person whom you LOVE coz you will die literally as the LIFE(whom you love) and the HEARTBEAT will stop ultimately......go into deeper meanings.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same thing happened wth me a few days back whn the person i LOVED the most left me...however i felt that my LIFE and my HEARTBEAT has started again today as i talked to her today after a two weeks long time...THIS IS LOVE.....You can't forget the person whom you love coz he/she is a part of you...How can you Forget yourself?....is it possible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never FALL in love always Rise in LOVE....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114501825143963970?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114501825143963970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114501825143963970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114501825143963970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114501825143963970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-thy-all.html' title='&lt;b&gt;LOVE THY ALL&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114484055775135164</id><published>2006-04-12T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-12T16:55:08.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CRIMINALS-By the People,For the People and of.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/politicians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/politicians.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMOCRACY-By the people, For the People and Of the people......but has democracy lost itz true ethos in the current world....may be the voting system still emphasises on the same ,however if the poeple to be elected are such that they are good for nothing,how can we think of a good and robust democracy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see the current list of the ministers in the LOk SABHA of India we will find atleast 30% of the politicians had previous crminal records.....not only criminal records they are academically and knowledge challenged people, who don't the ABC of politics....forget about managing their own constituency.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent increase of quota system in the PG courses shows very clearly that the only thing the ministers know is that how to increase their VOTE BANK without thinking of the long term impact on the country.....In the current corporate scenario where the economy of India is booming the step is a backward step to regress the economy of India and to progress the vote bank....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its high time that the ELECTION COMMISSION of India take this issues of Criminals in the PARLIAMENT or the time wouldn't be far enough when instead of Politicians we will have criminals in the parliament....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114484055775135164?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114484055775135164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114484055775135164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114484055775135164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114484055775135164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/criminals-by-peoplefor-people-and-of.html' title='&lt;b&gt;CRIMINALS-By the People,For the People and of.....&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114477971332859833</id><published>2006-04-11T23:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:51:53.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GO DEEP INSIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Deep-Blue-Resort-Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Deep-Blue-Resort-Beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick not Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise not dust from the ground; it will enter into your eyes. Sprinkle some water on it that it may settle down and lie under your feet. A wrongdoer who is sorry for his wrongdoings profits more than the one who has never done wrong.To delve into a matter which matters little, is like raising dust from the ground. It does not need courage to be bold and blunt, sharp and rude; one has only to be shameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick not flowers, for it will detain you in your progress on the path, and as you go, they will only fade away. Look at them, therefore, and admire their beauty, and as you proceed on your journey, they will greet you with smiles all along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we pluck a flower and remove it from the tree, it will shrivel up and lose its fragrance. The flower can give its fragrance only as long as it is on the tree. Similarly, if we leave our correct state, that flower within the innermost heart will fade. We must remain connected to the tree which is the heart. If we leave the heart behind, then the flower in our heart will perish. This is what will happen if we go in search of praise and honors and positions for the sake of our pride. Then we will be like the flower that was plucked from the tree; all the good that we have will dry up within us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114477971332859833?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114477971332859833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114477971332859833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114477971332859833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114477971332859833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/go-deep-inside.html' title='&lt;b&gt;GO DEEP INSIDE&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114476576532230296</id><published>2006-04-11T19:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:59:28.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BLEND OF ELEMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/earth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;Aries- Cardinal (leader)&lt;br /&gt;Leo- Fixed (organizer)&lt;br /&gt;Sagitarius- Mutable (communicator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIR SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;Libra- Cardinal (leader)&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius- Fixed (organizer)&lt;br /&gt;Gemini- Mutable (communicator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn- Cardinal (leader)&lt;br /&gt;Taurus- Fixed (organizer)&lt;br /&gt;Virgo- Mutable (communicator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATER SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;Cancer- Cardinal (leader)&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio- Fixed (organizer)&lt;br /&gt;Pisces- Mutable (communicator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE and FIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Fire meets Fire, the resulting higher and hotter flames may create a conflagration, which will either consume itself, and burn out - or light the darkness, and melt the ice and fear of negative thinking. The choice lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIR and AIR&lt;br /&gt;When Air meets Air, there is a complete freedom of movement, little or no restriction. Thisblend can result in glorious mental, emotional and spiritual uplifting.But Air becomes pollutedwithout the winds of change, and Air can be whipped into frenzy of tornado under certain conditionsThe choice lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH and EARTH&lt;br /&gt;When Earth meets Earth, this blend can build itself into a tall mountain of faith and strength- orcan instead become a dry desert, depending on which direction it takes.When agitated, the resultcan be earthquake, with volcanic repercussions.The choice lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATER and WATER&lt;br /&gt;When Water meets Water, there is no resistance, resulting in a continual stream of inspiration,flowing eventually into greater ocean of enlightenment- or on the negative side, it may trickle intostagnant inlet, where there is no escape.Water cools the thirst but, when out of control, bringsdestructive floods.The choice lies equaly with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE and AIR&lt;br /&gt;Air fans Fire, and causes it to burn more brightly, stimulating enthusiasm and excitement- orinciting passion and anger.Too much Fire can burn up the oxygen in Air, making it difficult to breathe- and too much Air, such as a strong wind, can cause a flame to flicker even more dimly.The choice lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE and EARTH&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious which is stronger and more enduring of the two elements.Eaath remains where it isunless moved by inner explotion, or through outside forces. Fire charts its own course, ever reachingtowards the heavens. Fire can scorch Earth but never completely destroy it.Earth will supportFire, forming a stable foundation for its flames; yet too much Earth can bury the brightest Fire.The choicelies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE and WATER&lt;br /&gt;A large Fire can dehydrate or dry out small amount of Water, with excessive heat.On the other hand,large quantities of Water can extinguish Fire, put out its flames. Therefore, Fire instinctively eitherfears or respects Water, and vice versa.Both subconsciously sense the danger- that each is capableof completely destoying the other. The choice lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH and AIR&lt;br /&gt;Earth contains Air and needs it, but Air neither contains Earth nor needs it.Earth is obligated to remainwhere it is, moving only through earthquake,volcanic or outside forces.Air has freed itself from suchrestrictions, moving above the Earth at whim, neither changing Earth nor long remaining. Earth isdetached from Air, seemingly unaware of its existence, until strong winds disturb the plants and flowers growing on its surface, rooted in its bosom. The outcome is determined by choice, which liesequally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH and WATER&lt;br /&gt;Water seeks a home, which it finds within the Earth, it penetrates Earth and moistening it, which isa blessing to the Earth- for it is Water's penetration alone that allows Earth to "mother" all forms of livingplants, trees and flowers. Without the Earth to moisten, Water's course is aimless and equally useless.But too much Water can turn Earth into mud or quicksand- and too little Water can be lost, can disappearwithin the mountainous masses of Earth. The outcome is determined by choice which lies equally with both individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIR and WATER&lt;br /&gt;Air penetrates Water.......stirs it, churns it into lashing waves......then moves away.........an infiltrationor attack over which Water has no control.When Water penetrates Air in the form of moisture, it causes Air to be heavy. But, in the process, it also brings to all of Nature the blessed relief of rain,magically changing Air into its own element, a transmutaion over which Air has no control. In the final analysis, there is no choice of outcome for either individual- only through Destiny's HigherWill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Linda Goodman's Love Signs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114476576532230296?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114476576532230296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114476576532230296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114476576532230296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114476576532230296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/blend-of-elements.html' title='&lt;b&gt;BLEND OF ELEMENTS&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114467454558414994</id><published>2006-04-10T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:39:06.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>STOP RESERVATIONS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Whatz the shit is this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Resource Development Minister Arjun Singh may claim that it's just a proposal, but UPA Government's attempts to increase reservations from the present 22.5 per cent to 49.5 per cent in prestigious educational institute's like Indian Institute's of Technology, Indian Institutes of Management and other institutes of higher education, is brewing up a storm. This is injustice to not only the deserving candidates but also an unhealthy partiality in genuine competition will result in long term impact of unbalanced and biased society at large. This is threat to INDIAN concept of balanced and equal opportunity to all. Instead of taking mileage out of cheap politics to kill real talent they could make education subsidized for needy one be it any cast of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that it will stop the BRAINY PEOPLE(like me!!!) from going to the premier institutions of INdia....The constitution of INDIA says that Equal Oppurtunity for All the cItizens....but it proves to be the bolt to the CONSTITUTION OF INDIA.....Now seeing the CORRUTION levels in India,every child's parents will try to make an OBC or ST or SC certificate for his children.....and giving bribe to the officials its possible in INDIA....and indirectly  add to the corrution levels among the officials....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the long term effect, the meritous students may commit suicide as well, which will deplete the talent pool of India....STOP UPA or this policy may kick you back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114467454558414994?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114467454558414994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114467454558414994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114467454558414994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114467454558414994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/stop-reservations.html' title='&lt;b&gt;STOP RESERVATIONS!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114451989962907142</id><published>2006-04-08T23:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:41:42.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Play With Words</title><content type='html'>Verbose----Do you knw wht does it mean?.....well exactly the meaning is that you have to play with your your words......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world of corporates you will be able to hear and see it everywhere-from HR managers to your DEADLY boss....They promise a lot but give hardly anything to you.....You make a fool out of your client or the people you deal with in your day to day life...i call it HYPOCRITES....when you can't do a thing for someone why do u make him believe that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest CON MAN i would say in any corporates are the HR managers...they promise you with lotz of things and make you believe that the company you are working for is a HEAVEN, however it turns out to be a real HELL when you survive  in that Company.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GOLDEN RULE----When people at your corporations saysomething that has "IF' or "BUT" or  "HOWEVER" you can be rest assured what ever you are said will not be implemented or not be done.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114451989962907142?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114451989962907142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114451989962907142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114451989962907142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114451989962907142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/play-with-words.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Play With Words&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114450066737709894</id><published>2006-04-08T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T18:21:07.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Catch It if You Can</title><content type='html'>Two Fundoo Quotes i found on the net:"First I was dying to finish high school and start college; then was dying to finish college and start working; then I was dying to marry and have children; then I was dying for my children to get old enough for school so I could return to work; and then I was dying to retire. Now I am dying and suddenly, I realize I forgot to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once the game is over, the King and the Pawn go back to the same box"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114450066737709894?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114450066737709894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114450066737709894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114450066737709894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114450066737709894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/catch-it-if-you-can.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Catch It if You Can&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114443646780583892</id><published>2006-04-08T00:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:31:07.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>System of Down</title><content type='html'>Hi frnds....my broadband connection is down...it will take some more days to go up...so u hav to wait for the days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114443646780583892?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114443646780583892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114443646780583892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114443646780583892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114443646780583892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/04/system-of-down.html' title='&lt;b&gt;System of Down&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114295529878785503</id><published>2006-03-21T20:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:17:12.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NJoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cigarette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end &amp;amp; a fool on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor's degree and a woman gains her master's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Committee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Office&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where divorce comes before marriage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curve that can set a lot of things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divorce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future tense of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lecture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An art of transferring information from the notes of the lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through "the minds of either".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compromise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;College&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where some pursue learning and others learn pursuing.PoliticianOne who shakes your hand before elections and your confidence after&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114295529878785503?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114295529878785503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114295529878785503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114295529878785503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114295529878785503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/njoy.html' title='&lt;b&gt;NJoy&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114274993654974526</id><published>2006-03-19T11:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-19T12:03:06.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'> Think IBM-Lenovo </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(09).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2809%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you must be aware that IBM has given itz "Thinkpad" and "Thinkcenter" brands to Lenovo.....&lt;br /&gt;IBM says in itz website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IBM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:::Lenovo has the leading position in the fastest growing market in the world. Their acquisition of IBM's PC business makes them the third largest PC supplier in the world. In addition, the people of ThinkPad notebooks and ThinkCentre desktops are now part of the Lenovo team -- the award-winning engineers, the manufacturing teams, the sales representatives, the business partners. In short, the people you know. The ones you count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wht does it mean? May be Lenovo has become the third largest PC supplier in the world, however acquisition of IBM's PC by Lenovo may hit IBM in the long term.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who believed in the brand of PCs by IBM will move to some other brands like HP Compaq or Toshiba or Dell......This will in turn decrease the consumer base of IBM and also Lenovo.....Since the consumers have a percetion that since Lenovo is a Chinese Brand it may decrease the quality of the products of PC parts to maximise on the profit......this aquisition may hit other IBM &amp;amp; Lenovo products as the consumers may stop believing in IBM and may not trust Lenovo completely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final outcome of the aquisition of IBM by Lenovo can only written with conviction after one or two fiscal years......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114274993654974526?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114274993654974526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114274993654974526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114274993654974526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114274993654974526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-ibm-lenovo.html' title='&lt;b&gt; Think IBM-Lenovo &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114260982056800875</id><published>2006-03-17T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:07:00.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty. He said, "No." She asked him if he would want to be with her forever, and he said, "No." She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied, "No." She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said, "You're not pretty you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away -- I would die."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114260982056800875?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114260982056800875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114260982056800875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114260982056800875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114260982056800875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/girl-asked-guy-if-he-thought-she-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114207275680420537</id><published>2006-03-11T15:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-11T15:55:56.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/flowers%20(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/flowers%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/flowers%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/flowers%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/flowers%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/flowers%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/flowers%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/flowers%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114207275680420537?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114207275680420537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114207275680420537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114207275680420537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114207275680420537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/flowers.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Flowers&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114191568330435619</id><published>2006-03-09T19:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:18:03.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two Species of Human Beings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/terrorists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/terrorists.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two species of Human Beings according to a recent survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't believe this right? Well the species are--Simple Human Beings and the Terrorists.....Simple Human beings is the Species who like peace and harmony and strive to make gud to this world and the Other Species Terrorists gets enjoyment from the Blood of the Other half of the Genre....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent attack at the Sankat Mochan Temple at Varanasi,India shows how much they enjoy the blood of the innocent people..... How on the earth they can kill other people to show their own stupid useless anger.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Terrorists have been killing innocents to prove their point time and again...if u remember the serial bOMb blasts in delhi before diwali is a burning example.......wht do the terrorists think they will achieve in killing people.....These are the acts of coward people disguised as braveness(stupid thinking)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modus operandi of the terrorists has always been luring young people who want fast money or they have some kind of grievences against their own Govt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Before writing more about this newly Discovered Species I will do a bit of research(not tht Hi-Fi) one and post in my upcoming articles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114191568330435619?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114191568330435619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114191568330435619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114191568330435619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114191568330435619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/two-species-of-human-beings.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Two Species of Human Beings&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114180876523648407</id><published>2006-03-08T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-08T14:36:05.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Marketing Strategy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/elephantis%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/elephantis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/elephantis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Can u seethe Hoarding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing- The Buzz world in the corporate world. You must have seen all types of Marketing Strategies being used by different companies to attract the consumer base and also to market their products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Marketing Department of a particular organization mainly use the Mass Media for their marketing strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today as i was coming from the office i saw a new Marketing Strategy. It was a hoarding on the back of an elephant in the city like Delhi. Can u Imagine? Though very interesting. I will try to use the same if it doesn't look funny in my organisation. Check out the picture for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does these type pf marketing helps.Surely it helps in a big City like delhi where it is really hard to see an elephant on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it help?....when people see such a huge animal on the road they get to see the Hoarding though not intentionally,and they come to know about the particular product.It helps the elephant also as it gets free food from the people surrounding it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114180876523648407?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114180876523648407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114180876523648407&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114180876523648407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114180876523648407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-marketing-strategy.html' title='&lt;b&gt;New Marketing Strategy&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114177469833604762</id><published>2006-03-08T05:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:08:18.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Few of My Clicked Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(18).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2818%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(17).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2817%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(13).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2813%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114177469833604762?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114177469833604762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114177469833604762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114177469833604762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114177469833604762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/few-of-my-clicked-pics.html' title='&lt;b&gt;A Few of My Clicked Pics&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114133194326746274</id><published>2006-03-03T01:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:09:03.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never Lie</title><content type='html'>Never lie.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114133194326746274?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114133194326746274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114133194326746274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114133194326746274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114133194326746274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/never-lie.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Never Lie&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114132363767814979</id><published>2006-03-02T23:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:50:37.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'> Good or Evil </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/image001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/image001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In black you can read the word GOOD, in white the word EVIL (inside each black letter is a white letter). It's all very filosophical too, because it visualises the concept that good can't exist whithout evil (or the absence of good is evil ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114132363767814979?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114132363767814979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114132363767814979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114132363767814979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114132363767814979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-or-evil.html' title='&lt;b&gt; Good or Evil &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114129438285622978</id><published>2006-03-02T15:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T15:43:02.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BUDGET-2006   DEMYSTIFIED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/pict_20051027PHT01938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/pict_20051027PHT01938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a economist or The Finance Minister who can find out all the Flaws or analyse the complete structure of India’s Economic Budget-2006. Well in this article, I will write down the ups and downs of the budget for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year the Budget is awaited for with lots of anticipation. This year Finance Minister P.Chidambaram declared the budget for India for the Fiscal Year 2006-07. Though this budget is an average budget with a high anticipation to take India’s GDP growth to 10%, it makes a hole in the pockets of the Common Man or the Middle Class to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Service Tax has been increased from 10% to 12%--- Well that directly means whatever services I am going to take, I will have to pay extra. The Biggest downside is that I will have to shell out more money to recharge my cell phone. When BSNL is launching IndiaOne plan this is a bolt from the blue for the middle class. I was rejoicing that I will be able to call all my relatives at just Rs1 per min but alas. Now even I go to watch a movie in my fav theatre PVR I will have to spend more for a single ticket, and keeping in mind the cost of the ticket is already sky-rocketing with a single ticket costing Rs.150. And also I have to pay more to withdraw from an ATM other than my Bank. Thanks FM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) All important Finished goods to cost more----Well I was planning to by an I-Pod. Now even if I go ahead to buy that I think I have to pay around Rs1500 more which will take the cost to around Rs16000. Even the cost of imported cell-phones will increase and thanks now I can sell out my phone and I will get a better price however again I have to shell out more money to buy a new one. Oh!!! A Vicious Circle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Duty on Packaged Software Increased----If I want to buy some Good software now then I have to search Pallika Bazaar or Nehru Place for the Pirated ones, coz the prices of Original software are already high and adding increased Duty on it will make them beyond reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114129438285622978?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114129438285622978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114129438285622978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114129438285622978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114129438285622978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/03/budget-2006-demystified.html' title='&lt;b&gt;BUDGET-2006   DEMYSTIFIED&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114114910289403929</id><published>2006-02-28T23:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:21:42.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wanna njoy privately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/sofitel_melbourne_urinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/sofitel_melbourne_urinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114114910289403929?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114114910289403929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114114910289403929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114114910289403929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114114910289403929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/wanna-njoy-privately.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Wanna njoy privately&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114098188993501737</id><published>2006-02-26T23:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:54:50.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>India's JUDICIARY a Crap or a Scapegoat ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/2006022214170102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/2006022214170102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India- The largest Democracy of the world with one of the oldest JUDICIARY system. But the greatest question lies " Has India's Juciary Failed?". The current Jessica Lal's case brings a sense of doubt in the mind of the citizens of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the real failure of India's Judiciary or there is something else ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see the JUDICIARY structure of India, it shows at the first instance that there are no flaws in it,however the case is something totally different. India's Judiciary consists of --&lt;br /&gt;a)The Supreme Court of India&lt;br /&gt;b) The High Courts&lt;br /&gt;c) and The Lower Courts&lt;br /&gt;A case starts from the lower court and if the verdict given is not justifiable then the case moves to the Higher Courts(including Supreme Court). The Criminal Laws of India gives a high importance to the Eye-Witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the current scenario, a case which has created a hue and cry in the Judiciary is the "Jessica Lal's murder case" at the Olive bar. The killers have been acquited due to lack of eye-witnesses and enough evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is the JUDICIARY of India is to be blamed for this ? I don't think so. The Judge gave all the verdict keeping in all the evidences that have been shown in the court.....then where lies the PROBLEM?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest PROBLEM lies with the CORRUPTION at Lower levels like the POLICE and the Investigative agencies who collects evidences for a particular case. Taking the example of Jessica Lal's case , the evidences were either deleted or changed or supressed by the Corrupt Police Officials. The TWO GUN THEORY put forward in this example shows the real corruption at the lower levels.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why te JUDICIARY of India is made the SCAPEGOAT?....there are though some minute problems with the JUDICIARY.....there is no EYE-WITNESS protection plan which can safe guard the eye-witnesses from the evil people of the society who wants to change the course of a case.....and also " JUSTICE DELAYED IS JUSTICE DENIED".......there is no time-frame to give the verdict of a case...in this case the verdict delays and sometimes by the time a verdict is given the accussed is dead as a duck........some cases drag for around even 20 odd years.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if some of the changes are made to the JUDICIARY and above all CORRUPTION is curbed at the lower level , the citizens of India will start Trusting the Judiciary of India&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114098188993501737?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114098188993501737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114098188993501737&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114098188993501737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114098188993501737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/indias-judiciary-crap-or-scapegoat.html' title='&lt;b&gt;India&apos;s JUDICIARY a Crap or a Scapegoat ?&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114089242292829672</id><published>2006-02-25T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:03:42.973+05:30</updated><title type='text'> DON'T KILL </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Don"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Don%27t%20kill%20me%20brother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have u killed a small ant just because of fun? or hunted down an innocent frog just to show your chivalry?........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today i killed a small ant just because of i felt doing so...and i m have a grave feeeling of guilt......every organism however small has the right to survive(except viruses).....every one in this world is a part of a very delicate ecosystem.....however a small organism has the right to survive in this world......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as human beings we should protect every organsim....for them we are giants and we misuse the power for being the most superior organism.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wld we feel someday if some Giant animal starts killing us.....itz so heartening to see the poaching of Majestic Tigers and exotic birds just for some monetery gain or to hang them on our walls to show them up.......Hve u ever thght that if your skin is being hanged or wore around as a cloak by some other animals?......how would u feel?......very disgusting right?......itz the same feeling that the animals have, may b they are less expressive than us and don't have the power of speech to voice agianst us......being a wildlife Enthuastic and spending a lot of time with the wild animals in the jungles, i started feeling that itz so lovely to see the beautiful animals in the jungles......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help &lt;a href="www.peta.org"&gt;"PETA"&lt;/a&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only animals,itz so sad to see that PEOPLE killing PEOPLE......wht fun do we have in killing other people?......they are the psychotic person who do so......just because a particular person or a nation has more power doesn't mean that they will start showing off by killing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the buliding blocks of the future generation....wht examples are we setting for them?......have you ever thght wht will happen to the world if everyone starts practicing "AN EYE FOR AN EYE".....itz so senseless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peoples of the world help to make the WORLD a place free of killers( poachers included).......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114089242292829672?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114089242292829672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114089242292829672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114089242292829672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114089242292829672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-kill.html' title='&lt;b&gt; DON&apos;T KILL &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114054090098136917</id><published>2006-02-21T22:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:25:00.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ShowLetter7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/ShowLetter7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ShowLetter.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/ShowLetter.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114054090098136917?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114054090098136917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114054090098136917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114054090098136917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114054090098136917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/funny.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Funny&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-114044256631769312</id><published>2006-02-20T18:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:06:06.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FEW JEWELLERY of NIZAM of HYDERBAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2811%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(04).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2804%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(13).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2813%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(03).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2803%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(01).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2801%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(02).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2802%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(02).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2802%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(05).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2805%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(06).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2806%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(08).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2808%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(09).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2809%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(10).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2810%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(12).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2812%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(14).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2814%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2820%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2821%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2823%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2824%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2817%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(18).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2818%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(15).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2815%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(16).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2816%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-114044256631769312?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/114044256631769312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=114044256631769312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114044256631769312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/114044256631769312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/few-jewellery-of-nizam-of-hyderbad.html' title='&lt;b&gt;FEW JEWELLERY of NIZAM of HYDERBAD&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113977397813334850</id><published>2006-02-13T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-13T01:23:00.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabadi BLUES!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(02).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2802%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Hussein Sagar Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2813%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2814%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(09).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2809%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Click!!!(08).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Click%21%21%21%2808%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pics of Charminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi frndz...&lt;br /&gt;well just sitting at the airport of Hyderbad......came for a brief visit here for two days.......didn't hav my cam so had my cell handy...thght to post the few pics tht i hav taken.....&lt;br /&gt;Well write about the visit l8r......&lt;br /&gt;cya guyz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113977397813334850?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113977397813334850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113977397813334850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113977397813334850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113977397813334850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/hyderabadi-blues.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Hyderabadi BLUES!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113882053102896765</id><published>2006-02-02T00:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:32:11.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EXTRA MONEY SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/dollars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/dollars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Money Honey.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What so abnoxious about money?......must be kind of a drug which gives a high to have it...isn't it?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Sucks.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you rove your eyes around you , you will see that people are mad about money....the only thing on the minds of people is money....they just want to have it by any means.....forgetting how they earn it....they forget the way they earn ethical or unethical just have it by any means.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my prepartion for MBA i haven't seen a person who has said that they want to do MBA for their self-satisfaction or growth...they just want to do MBA coz it will give them more money....huh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is money so important in todays life that people forget about their sentiments with their peers or family?......They just want to have money and flaunt it.....as if having a big-balance is a sure way to heaven.....they forget that a the end of their life they are going to leave all that behind....people don't spend on poor or welfare and flaunt their bank balance......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the use of such money which is of no ones use.......only having a great bank balance doesn't make one sofisticated....you will see a lot of these people who have loads of money without any kind of ethos or sofistication.......they believe that money automatically brings sofistication.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers fight for money, countries fight for money, gals try to find husbands with a hefty bank balance, officials take bribe(money) for doing a simple work .....IT SUCKS!!!!!.......in the high of smell for money they forget the emotional attachment and the reason they have come to the world....the reason to serve......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having money is a kind of vicious circle which never ends.....you want more and more money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please world learn to live life to the fullest without running for money.....please do it you will enjoy much more......&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113882053102896765?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113882053102896765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113882053102896765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113882053102896765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113882053102896765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/02/extra-money-sucks.html' title='&lt;b&gt;EXTRA MONEY SUCKS&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113869767572659480</id><published>2006-01-31T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-31T14:24:35.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE- A PROBLEMATIC PUZZLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/allround_musiker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/allround_musiker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many times has it happened to you that you are standing at the cross roads and ur in decisive about taking a left or a right turn which will ultimately take you to your destination ?&lt;/p&gt;This is life...indecisiveness is thy name of life.....at every point of your life you will see that you have a decision to take.....choices to made....LIFE IS ALL ABOUT CHOICES......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make a wrong choice in your life and you are screwed for the whole life.....sometimes don't we feel choked making choices about our college, love, job, etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make your life so much cluttered with decisions when you can make it problem free....well i have thought about few techniques which can be beneficial to take decisions in your life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you are indecisive about nething......write down positive and negative points on a piece of paper and find out if positives are more than negatives....well if this is the case then you already have a decision...and vice versa......isn't that great !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Talk to your close friends or your parents and try to find out a solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try out these simple steps and make your life more clutter free.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113869767572659480?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113869767572659480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113869767572659480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113869767572659480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113869767572659480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-problematic-puzzle.html' title='&lt;b&gt;LIFE- A PROBLEMATIC PUZZLE&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113820480615027077</id><published>2006-01-25T21:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:30:06.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TWEETY--- I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶´´¶´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶´¶¶´¶¶&lt;br /&gt; ´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt; ´´´´´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶´¶&lt;br /&gt;´¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´¶´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶´¶´´´´´´´´´´´¶´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´¶´´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´¶´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´´´´¶¶´´¶´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶´¶´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶¶´´´´´´´¶´´´´´¶´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´¶¶´´´´´´¶´´´´¶´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´¶´´´´´´¶´´´¶´´´´´¶´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´¶´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´´´´´¶´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´¶¶¶´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´¶¶¶´´´´´¶¶´´´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´´´´´¶¶´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶´&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´´´¶¶´´´´´´¶¶´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´´´´¶´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´´´´´´¶´´¶¶´´´´´¶´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶´¶´´´´´´´¶´´¶´&lt;br /&gt; ´´¶¶´´´¶¶¶¶´¶´´´´´´¶´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶¶´´´´´´¶¶¶¶´´´´´¶´¶¶´´´´´¶¶&lt;br /&gt;´´¶´´´´´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´¶¶´´´´´´´´´¶´´´¶´´´´´´´´´´¶&lt;br /&gt;´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113820480615027077?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113820480615027077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113820480615027077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113820480615027077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113820480615027077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/tweety-i-love-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;TWEETY--- I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113810801442698053</id><published>2006-01-24T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:36:54.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BREATH TAKING PHOTO !!! </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ShowLetter67.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/400/ShowLetter67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113810801442698053?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113810801442698053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113810801442698053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113810801442698053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113810801442698053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/breath-taking-photo.html' title='&lt;b&gt;BREATH TAKING PHOTO !!! &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113795026377826466</id><published>2006-01-22T22:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:47:43.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IS.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/love_is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/love_is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this:&lt;br /&gt;"You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love...they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and don't expect.&lt;br /&gt;Advise, but don't order.&lt;br /&gt;Ask, but never demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing thought... Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113795026377826466?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113795026377826466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113795026377826466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113795026377826466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113795026377826466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-is.html' title='&lt;b&gt;LOVE IS.......&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113792848579026279</id><published>2006-01-22T16:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:44:45.803+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TO MY MOM--Who is No More</title><content type='html'>Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way through night and day&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the door there's peace&lt;br /&gt; I'm sureAnd I know there'll be no more tears in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;if I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113792848579026279?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113792848579026279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113792848579026279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113792848579026279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113792848579026279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-my-mom-who-is-no-more.html' title='&lt;b&gt;TO MY MOM--Who is No More&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113742159904564610</id><published>2006-01-16T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:56:39.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AUTO EXPO INDIA-2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(43).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2843%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(50).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2850%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(49).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2849%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(39).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2839%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(37).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2837%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(36).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2836%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(34).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2834%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(33).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2833%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(32).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2832%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(31).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2831%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(30).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2830%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(29).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2829%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(27).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2827%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(28).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2828%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(26).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2826%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2823%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(24).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2824%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2825%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2815%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2820%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(19).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2819%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2818%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2816%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2817%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2814%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2811%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(09).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2809%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(08).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2808%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(04).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2804%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(01).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2801%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(02).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2802%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113742159904564610?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113742159904564610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113742159904564610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113742159904564610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113742159904564610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/auto-expo-india-2006.html' title='&lt;b&gt;AUTO EXPO INDIA-2006&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113731374566038806</id><published>2006-01-15T13:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-15T13:59:05.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>when there is no petrol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ShowLetter5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/ShowLetter5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113731374566038806?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113731374566038806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113731374566038806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113731374566038806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113731374566038806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-there-is-no-petrol_15.html' title='&lt;b&gt;when there is no petrol&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113723769059541874</id><published>2006-01-14T16:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:51:30.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DEDICATED TO MY DARLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/my-love-fountain-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/my-love-fountain-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;to see the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear a robin sing&lt;br /&gt;on the first day of spring&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see a red rose on the bush&lt;br /&gt;where it grows&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel the summer heat on the sand&lt;br /&gt;beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit on a beach another world&lt;br /&gt;just out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see the colored leaves fall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;from a light breeze&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look to the night sky and see the sparkle&lt;br /&gt;like in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the snow is coming down to&lt;br /&gt;softly blanket the ground&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to bed at night as&lt;br /&gt;I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm old and near death and&lt;br /&gt;I draw my last breath&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113723769059541874?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113723769059541874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113723769059541874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113723769059541874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113723769059541874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/dedicated-to-my-darling.html' title='&lt;b&gt;DEDICATED TO MY DARLING&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113714230883401613</id><published>2006-01-13T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:56:18.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'> 13TH- The FRIDAY,2005 </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/FRIDAY%20THE%2013TH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/400/FRIDAY%20THE%2013TH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction :&lt;br /&gt;The fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskavedekatriaphobia or paraskevidekatriaphobia. Today, it even has its own dedicated phobia, called triskaidekaphobia, meaning fear of the number 13. Fear of this day traces its origins to ancient, separate incidents of bad luck with both the number 13 and Friday. There is a Norse myth about 12 Gods having a dinner party in Valhalla. Loki, a naughty God, gate-crashed and angered Hoder, the blind God of darkness to shoot Balder, the God of joy and gladness, who died. There is also the biblical reference. The Last Supper was held on a Friday and Judas was the 13th guest. Also Jaques de Molay, Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and 60 of his knights were arrested on Friday the 13. Several Templars were tortured and then executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we celebrate Friday The 13th because we are worried about it maximum people believe that Friday The 13th to be unlucky due to our superstitions. Many of us make jokes about Friday The 13th and only kidding instruct loved ones to exercise greater care on that day, but those who suffer from a fear of the number thirteen or a fear of Friday The 13th may genuinely feel limited by the believed potential for ill luck connected with the date. So keep yourself out of catastrophe by not walking under open ladders, keep black cats from crossing your path or don't break a mirror. And celebrate this day with your friends and family members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113714230883401613?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113714230883401613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113714230883401613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113714230883401613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113714230883401613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/13th-friday2005.html' title='&lt;b&gt; 13TH- The FRIDAY,2005 &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113688936604017787</id><published>2006-01-10T15:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:06:06.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were....&lt;br /&gt;If I were a beginning, I would be: The first rays of the SUN in the morning&lt;br /&gt;If I were a month, I would be: February (Romantic Season) n also my Birth Month&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week, I would be: Sunday (jst chilled out)&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of day, I would be: a romantic night wth stars above the sky&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet, I would be: Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;If I were a season, I would be: winter.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal, I would be: Dolphin(the most intelligent of sea animals)&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction, I would be: North&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture, I would be: A BED&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sin, I would be: Disgusted&lt;br /&gt;If I were a liquid, I would be: Red Wine&lt;br /&gt;If I were a gem, I would be: Diamond&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I would be: the Mapple.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tool, I would be a: Hammer&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower/plant, I would be: A Tulip&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I would be:Chilly Winter&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I would be: Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;If I were an animal, I would be: A Horse&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion, I would be: Happy n Gay(pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;If I were a vegetable, I would be: a Onion&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sound, I would be: Rain Drops Falling On A Puddle of Water.&lt;br /&gt;If I were an element, I would be: Sodium&lt;br /&gt;If I were a car, I would be: Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a song, I would be: "…Panchi nadiya pawan ke......” (Refugee)&lt;br /&gt;If I were a food, I would be: Butter Naan.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a place, I would be: My Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;If I were a material, I would be: Cloth&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I would be: Sweet&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I would be: The Smell of Earth After The Rain.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part, I would be: The Heart&lt;br /&gt;If I were a subject in school, I would be: Biology.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a shape, I would be: Round&lt;br /&gt;If I were a color, I would be: Black.(dignified)&lt;br /&gt;If I were an artist, I would be: Playing the Guitar&lt;br /&gt;If I were a watch, I would be: Never b Right.&lt;br /&gt;If I were God, I would be: Surprised!&lt;br /&gt;If I were a formula, I would be: a^2 - b^2=&lt;br /&gt;If I were a theory, I would be: Easy to Prove but Difficult to Implement&lt;br /&gt;If I were an electronic equipment, I would be:The Idiot Box&lt;br /&gt;If I were a movie, I would be: Troy&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cartoon, I would be: Tintin&lt;br /&gt;If I were an explorer, I would be: Indiana Jones.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scientist, I would be: Not interested&lt;br /&gt;If I were a relation, I would be: Mother and Son&lt;br /&gt;If I were alone, I would be: myself.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a hobby, I would be: Travelling.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a habit, I would be: the Lazziest&lt;br /&gt;If I were you, I would be: having no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113688936604017787?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113688936604017787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113688936604017787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113688936604017787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113688936604017787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/about-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;ABOUT ME&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113688173144024213</id><published>2006-01-10T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:58:51.453+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RAPIST SHOULD BE GIVEN DEATH SENTENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/rape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/rape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rape: - The dictionary and the legal meaning of rape is “The crime of forcing a woman to submit to sexual intercourse against her will”…..It’s been the topic of discussion in the INDIAN assembly as well as daily basis whether the rapists should be given a death sentence or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to ask the general public that is rape or raping a gal is so heinous crime that the rapist should not be spared his life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according to me RAPE is a big crime but also not so big that the rapist should be given a death sentence….well he can be given a rigorous life imprisonment as this is a justifiable punishment….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let us find out why shouldn’t death sentence be given to a rapist? There are many social as well as legal and ethical implications behind this according to me…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First if a RAPIST rapes he is not killing a person practically…..literally the people of the society may claim that rapes literally kills a person, however it depends upon the perspective of a gal and her society how they see it…..why should a gal who is being raped, literally kill her??....is there any fault in the gal? NO not at all….. its the mindset of the people in India that makes the raped gal feel dejected and humiliated to such an extent that she commits suicide…..The people in the Indian society thinks and believes that a girl needs to be virgin(sacred) before marriage…. And this in turn helps to aggravate the sufferings of a raped girl….There had been incidences in the society that even a raped gal is leading a normal and healthy life….So raping a gal doesn’t take her life so why take the life of RAPIST….according to the laws of India only death sentence can be given in extreme cases like murder…..and that too in a very selective way…coz AN EYE FOR AN EYE WILL MAKE THE WHOLE WORLD BLIND……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If after all this legal law is passed where in a rapist is given a death sentence then this law may be misused by girls or women to sort out personal enmity against men….it may be very much possible that a particular person may be seduced by a gal and later the gal claims to be raped by so and so person….so is this justice?....coz there is no medically proven method which can 100% assure whether the sexual intercourse was by mutual consent or a RAPE….in this case such law can be misused….if a person is given death sentence wrongly then there is not a bigger SHAME for the judicial body of India…..so why take a chance…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also argued that giving a death sentence to a rapist will stop rapes but I would like to ask you whether giving a death sentence in case of MURDER has stopped MURDER?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law of life imprisonment may be implemented if proven and the death sentence should be kept for much more heinous crimes like murder……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113688173144024213?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113688173144024213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113688173144024213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113688173144024213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113688173144024213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/rapist-should-be-given-death-sentence.html' title='&lt;b&gt;RAPIST SHOULD BE GIVEN DEATH SENTENCE&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113672992750112118</id><published>2006-01-08T19:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:48:47.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS STILL THERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/SCRITTA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/SCRITTA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&lt;br /&gt;The school reopened in June,&lt;br /&gt;And we settled in our new desks and&lt;br /&gt;benches!&lt;br /&gt;When we queued up in book depot,&lt;br /&gt;And got our new books&lt;br /&gt;and notes!&lt;br /&gt;When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet&lt;br /&gt;managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.&lt;br /&gt;We learnt writing with&lt;br /&gt;slates and pencils, and&lt;br /&gt;Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!&lt;br /&gt;When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to&lt;br /&gt;Color pencils and finally sketch pens!&lt;br /&gt;When we started calculating&lt;br /&gt;first with tables and then with&lt;br /&gt;Clarke's tables and advanced to&lt;br /&gt;Calculators and computers!&lt;br /&gt;When we chased one another in the&lt;br /&gt;corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in sweat!&lt;br /&gt;When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,&lt;br /&gt;Playgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;under the trees and even in cycle sheds!&lt;br /&gt;When a single P.E. period in the week's Time Table,&lt;br /&gt;Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!&lt;br /&gt;When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,&lt;br /&gt;And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!&lt;br /&gt;When few played&lt;br /&gt;"kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,&lt;br /&gt;While others simply played&lt;br /&gt;"book cricket" in the&lt;br /&gt;Confines of classroom!&lt;br /&gt;Of fights but no conspiracies,&lt;br /&gt;Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!&lt;br /&gt;When we used to&lt;br /&gt;watch Live Cricket telecast,&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!&lt;br /&gt;When few rushed at 1:30pm to&lt;br /&gt;"Conquer" window seats in our School bus!&lt;br /&gt;While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint",&lt;br /&gt;"kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock! Gone are the days&lt;br /&gt;Of Sports Day,&lt;br /&gt;and the annual School Day ,&lt;br /&gt;And the one-month long&lt;br /&gt;preparations for them.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly,&lt;br /&gt;Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed holidays after them!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Of tenth and twelfth standards, when&lt;br /&gt;We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!&lt;br /&gt;We learnt,&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed, We played, We won, We lost,&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, We cried, We fought, We thought.&lt;br /&gt;With so much fun in them, so many friends,&lt;br /&gt;So much experience, all this and more!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days When we used&lt;br /&gt;to talk for hours with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days When we played games on the road!&lt;br /&gt;Now we Code on the road with laptop!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days When we saw stars&lt;br /&gt;Shining at Night!&lt;br /&gt;Now we see stars when our code doesn't&lt;br /&gt;Work!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!&lt;br /&gt;Now we chat in chat rooms.....!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Where we&lt;br /&gt;studied just to pass!&lt;br /&gt;Now we study to save our job!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!&lt;br /&gt;Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Where we shouted on the road! Now we don't shout even at home&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days Where we got lectures from all!&lt;br /&gt;Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days&lt;br /&gt;But not the memories, which will be&lt;br /&gt;Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever and ever .....&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the Days…. But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!! NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,&lt;br /&gt;DONT FORGET TO&lt;br /&gt;LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL&lt;br /&gt;EXISTS…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113672992750112118?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113672992750112118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113672992750112118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113672992750112118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113672992750112118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-still-there.html' title='&lt;b&gt;LIFE IS STILL THERE&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113638960776022827</id><published>2006-01-04T21:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:16:47.770+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MEN ARE FROM MARS N WOMEN ARE FROM VENUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/practice%20and%20prevalence%20of%20dry%20sex%20among%20men%20and%20women%20in%20South%20Africa%20a%20risk%20factor%20for%20sexually%20transmitted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/practice%20and%20prevalence%20of%20dry%20sex%20among%20men%20and%20women%20in%20South%20Africa%20a%20risk%20factor%20for%20sexually%20transmitted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpts from HER &amp; HIS diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER DIARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.&lt;br /&gt;He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I told him that I loved him, but he simply smiled and kept driving.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say, "I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant and absent.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I started crying and cried until I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS DIARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today India lost the cricket match again. DAMM IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113638960776022827?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113638960776022827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113638960776022827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113638960776022827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113638960776022827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/men-are-from-mars-n-women-are-from.html' title='&lt;b&gt;MEN ARE FROM MARS N WOMEN ARE FROM VENUS&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113631034867869925</id><published>2006-01-03T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:15:48.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>P2P-Enabling Open Information Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/P2P-Kad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/P2P-Kad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the latest buzz word in the internet world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what this P2P is all about?...P2P the full form is ---Peer to Peer. This is a kind of network where the computers or rather called as nodes are connected with each other via a server. In this type of network computers can share all kinds of resources with each other. With this help of this technology various computers can share many types of files irrespective of their geographical distances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This technology P2P is being used by various vendors to help internet users connect to each other to share songs, videos,programs and other stuffs. This is currently the buzz word of the internet world.An internet user can search for various songs r videos r data which he wants to obtain and the P2P program searches all the nodes(computers) which are alive(online) at that point of time. The user can select the files which he wants to download and get it on his computer within seconds, depending on the speed of his internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if a person in India wants a particular song of BRYAN ADAMS he can search using any of the softwares and he can download the song from an online computer which is in Alaska even. Isn't that great....yup it is!!!! and absolutely free of cost......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many such softwares which provides such sharing examples are : LIMEWIRE, MORPHEUS,EDONKEY....you can download these softwares from &lt;a href="http://www.download.com"&gt;www.download.com&lt;/a&gt; .....just serach for this softwares on &lt;a href="http://www.download.com"&gt;www.download.com&lt;/a&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WORD OF CAUTION:::&lt;/u&gt; It sounds really interesting to download your desired programs at free of cost right but its not as safe as it sounds for a novice user of computer....but i am letting you know a few tricks that will helpyou to download these safely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)when you are using these softwares make a seperate folder(preferably on desktop) for only sharing with these particular programs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Don't share any of your important documents or any personal files(like pictures etc) as they can be misused.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)While using these programs only keep the meant folder in sharing mode and don't keep nethin under sharing mode.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember these few things and happy sharing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113631034867869925?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113631034867869925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113631034867869925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113631034867869925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113631034867869925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2006/01/p2p-enabling-open-information-sharing.html' title='&lt;b&gt;P2P-Enabling Open Information Sharing&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113588346297928394</id><published>2005-12-30T00:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:41:03.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>US soldiers----WAKE UP!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/37-iraq3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/37-iraq3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death, adversities, molestation , hunger ,hatred ,explosions ,corrupt politicians ,political turmoil----what do these words remind u of ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some country where the war against a so called dictator is going on for the last two years for a SINGLE MAN'S interest. Yes ur right i m talkin of the present scenario in IRAQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a phrase WMD (Weapons of Mass Destructions)....and the starter the president of one of the largest economy GEORGE W BUSH.....He declared to the world that IRAQ and the so called a terroist dictator SADDAM HUSSEIN possess them....all rubbish...and George Bush started a long term war for the cause of the world!!(pun intended) only to make the people know that its not for the world but for personal interest......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask the brave US soldiers in IRAQ---whom are they dying for?...a hypocrate...who says something and does something?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why disturb the whole political scenario of IRAQ for personal interest...what right has GEORGE BUSH got to decide what is good for the citizens of other country and who is the right person to lead the country?.....is this the born right or a self proclaimed right just because he is the PRES of USA and UN is under his control....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the people of IRAQ are so distressed under SADDAM why didn't they try to overrule him in the last 20years...probably atleast they are content that they are not slaves of US....if they really didn't want SADDAM a populations of millions is sufficient to over rule him...isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they have done with TALIBANS is fine but why with IRAQ....the terrorist took birth from the muslims countries of the middle east and atleast not from IRAQ in large numbers.....after the occupation of US in IRAQ the situation has worsened there....Explosions in cars,human bombs etc are a common place now..atleast it was not so before.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If US has the ability to destroy some rule they should also have the ability to restore a BETTER RULING POWER.....however its not the case....more than two years still not a stable government has been established in IRAQ....WHY?????......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGE W BUSH knew the real fact underlying the war -not the WMDs but the OIL-WELLS.....he sends a million soldiers to die in a unknown land just for MONEY....is money so important to him than the lives and families of the Innocent soldiers ?.......&lt;br /&gt;George Bush is the real dictator and not Saddam who is dictating his rules on IRAQ and UN....he should be born in the era of Napolean....atleast in that ways he could be remembered in the history.....what the citizens nd the soldiers are going to teach their children about?...about a person who loved blood of the innocents than love.....who mde their fathers to die for his sole interest....huh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real Hypocrate and the Killer- GEORGE W BUSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US soldiers stop this war and why die for such a person like GEORGE W BUSH?.......Atleast the Dead Iraqi soldiers are MARTRYS who died to save their country from a foreign power...but US soldiers won't be even remembered as MARTRYS.......so why die???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113588346297928394?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113588346297928394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113588346297928394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113588346297928394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113588346297928394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/us-soldiers-wake-up.html' title='&lt;b&gt;US soldiers----WAKE UP!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113585078021211114</id><published>2005-12-29T15:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:36:20.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FAGS KILL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ShowLetter6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/ShowLetter6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113585078021211114?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113585078021211114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113585078021211114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113585078021211114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113585078021211114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/fags-kill.html' title='&lt;b&gt;FAGS KILL&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113575763417043693</id><published>2005-12-28T13:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-28T13:43:54.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Voodoo%20Child%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Voodoo%20Child%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                VOODOO---THE POWERFUL MAGIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              “ Om Bhur Bhuvasya Tatsya Viturvarnenya Vargodevasya&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Dhi mahi dhiyoyo naha prachodayaat ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     (The Gayatri Mantra in SANSKRIT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hymns, spiritualism, the cycle of birth and death, re-birth, incarnation, the good and the evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the world all bind into something called as VOODOO—The Black Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India, the magical land is always mesmerized with the power of magic from its eternal past. The lands of spiritualism where people believe in re-birth ,life after death etc. Voodoo still exists. Even in these days you can find the people who practice this forbidden art in the dark corners away from all the hustle and bustle of the society. These people are called AGHORS in India. They lead a life of a ghost and believe in magical powers. They practice black magic for betterment as well as for many bad reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aghors live in the crematoriums where they find it easy to practice this forbidden art. Their art consists of dead bodies, skulls, bones of dead human beings. They even feed on the flesh of dead or half burnt human beings at the crematorium. They believe that the flesh of a dead gives them the power to practice their art of black magic. Aghors wear mainly Red color dresses (to color of blood, Goddess KALI) and a garland of skulls of dead human beings. They practice the art which even a modern day man can’t think of. But does this art help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to meet an AGHOR in the recent past and got the opportunity to interact with such a DEADLY human being. They sometimes dig out the dead from their peaceful grave to perform the black magic. They think that they are the ruler of the world and can do anything with the life of a person. For AGHORS playing with a life is a CHILD’S PLAY. They believe they have the power to take you to the heights as well to the depths of your ultimate aim. They drink and smoke. What do they drink? Sometimes blood of animals and as well as liquor. They believe by doing this they will be able to make the deity happy and gain more magical powers. They make merry and sometimes also kill small children to make their deity happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AGHORS believe that after a person is dead his/her soul roams about freely for 13 odd days to find a body and this is taken as an opportunity by the Aghors to play with the body and soul of a person who has died recently. Their mystical powers lie in the dead. Aghors practice their black magic in the night wherein they believe is the ultimate time to interact with the souls. They claim that they are able to interact with a soul and they have the powers to make a soul work according to their will. But are these claims TRUE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and the believers only know if the power of the AGHORS exist or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113575763417043693?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113575763417043693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113575763417043693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113575763417043693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113575763417043693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/voodoo-powerful-magic-om-bhur-bhuvasya.html' title=''/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113525885093761001</id><published>2005-12-22T19:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:10:50.946+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOVE UNTO DEATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future doesn't seem too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so they went their own ways there and then... Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all the hard work and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company ... You never fail until you stop trying. One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize they were his girl's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same any more; he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He made it! What he saw next confused him, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and so he got out of his car and followed...and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone and he saw his paper cranes right beside her... Her parents saw him. He asked them why this had happened. They explained,she did not leave for France at all. She was ill with cancer. She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle... therefore she had chosen to leave him. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again...he can take some of those back with him... Once you have loved, you will always love. For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever. The guy just wept...The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside her knowing you can't have her, see her or be with her ever again.........hope you understand. Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person who you thought meant nothing to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113525885093761001?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113525885093761001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113525885093761001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113525885093761001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113525885093761001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-unto-death.html' title='&lt;b&gt;LOVE UNTO DEATH&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113481422969269507</id><published>2005-12-17T15:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-17T15:40:29.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blog--A New Era of Journalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/edblogger0301.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/edblogger0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog---The recent techno word in the world of internet. Well so what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog is a space almost like a website which is hosted by some sites and given away to people to rant about anything they wish. And yes itz absolutely free and irz almost like a personal site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent months there had been an upsurge of these blogs also called as BLOGOSPHERE, where people rant about their personal lives, against their govt, against terrorism and also updating their blogs with the latest news as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what role can BLOGS play in the field of journalism.The best example can be of the blogs of the soldiers at the front in IRAQ. If u do a google search u can come up with such blogs of American soldiers in IRAQ wherein they post the latest and the true version of the war against SADDAM and TERRORISM in IRAQ all unadultrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs can be used to post the views of the citizens of a country raising their voice against their GOVERNMENT or any kind of corruption in their country.The recent history have seen many such blogs which have actually raised a voice against many evil things of a particular GOVT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the latest being the banning of personal blogs of the students of a AMERICAN UNIVERSITY, where the students wrote against their university and the AMERICAN govt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the power of BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs can also be used to post the latest happenings of a particular place in concern by a journalist to his news agent in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well keep on blogging and let the world know the power of blogs. The sites where you can create ur blogs are &lt;a href="http://blogspot.com"&gt;http://blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.rediffblogs.com"&gt;http://www.rediffblogs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113481422969269507?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113481422969269507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113481422969269507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113481422969269507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113481422969269507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-new-era-of-journalism.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Blog--A New Era of Journalism&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113439262063830911</id><published>2005-12-12T18:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:33:40.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cute but Disturbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/kitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   (The kittens cuddling in the night)&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/Image(03).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/Image%2803%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Sarah and her family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the jungle world of my backyard,where a big fat cat(i Named it SARAH) has given birth to three lovely cute lookin kittens ....but they look really lovely when they are miles away from u n not in your backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the birth of those kittens my life has really been a sort of hell,well hell in my paradise home....at wee hours in the night SARAH with her three kittens comes near my door and starts scratchin the door.....as if deliberately to disturb me or wake me up from sleep.....every other day i see CAT shit lyin near my door(yuck!!!!) and i have to clean it..well i would say not a real nice experience in the morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day SARAH killed a sweet n innocent PIGEON....i opened the door of my backyard aat 7:00pm to enjoy the nature and they were having a nice dinner in front of my door.....and again as usual i shooed them away n had to clean the utter nuisance by myself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the struggle, to live a peaceful life continues between me and SARAH's family..well letz c who wins...SURVIVAL of The FITTEST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113439262063830911?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113439262063830911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113439262063830911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113439262063830911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113439262063830911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/cute-but-disturbing.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Cute but Disturbing&lt;b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113420702517429137</id><published>2005-12-10T14:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-10T15:00:25.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'>OLD PEOPLE-The Building Blocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/oldpeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/400/oldpeople.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old People-Not the past of our society but the Future of our Present generation…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz so heartening to see that the present generation –called as the GENERATION XYZ neglects the old people. They think that the old people are good for nothing and they are burden to their growth and their fast way of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s world is full of Old-age homes. The present generation believes in keeping their parents and grand-parents in the old age homes rather than taking care of them at homes.Itz so heartening to see the old people at the old age homes and sharing their thoughts about children and their lives to each other. The present generation thinks that the old age homes can take care of them efficiently than them. The old people wait in the old age homes n wait for their end of lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it for this that our old parents nurture n bring up their children in the best possible way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WORD of CAUTION---The senior citizens are not good for nothing but they are the structural pillars of the present generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to ask the present generation How would they feel if their children also sent them to the old age homes when they grow old as if discarding an old piece of furniture which is of no use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to learn from these senior citizens (the old people).They have seen the world for more number of years than we have seen. They have experienced a lot than we have.They know how to lead a balanced life.But who will make understand the present generation that the older generation are a store house of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should try to keep our old parents happy as much as we can as this will benefit us. We can learn the life surviving skills from them and will ultimately help us to build a stronger generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear frnz plz don’t send ur old parents to old-age homes and instead keep them home n nurture them and try to fertilize ur life with the knowledge of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113420702517429137?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113420702517429137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113420702517429137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113420702517429137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113420702517429137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/old-people-building-blocks.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;OLD PEOPLE-The Building Blocks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113420091260847926</id><published>2005-12-10T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:18:32.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NEW CARNIVORE DISCOVERED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/newcarnivore_zoom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/newcarnivore_zoom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshot of a New Species?One of two photographs of the mysterious animal, taken at night by an automated camera on Indonesian Borneo in 2003. WWF ecologist Stephan Wulffraat, who discovered the creature, believes it lives in trees during the day and comes down at night to hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers from the World Wildlife Fund for Nature (WWF) may have made the extremely rare discovery of a new species of mammal in the dense forests of central Borneo, the organization said Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal discovered is larger than a cat and neither the Bornean Forest officials nor the naatives could recognize the animal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113420091260847926?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113420091260847926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113420091260847926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113420091260847926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113420091260847926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-carnivore-discovered.html' title='&lt;b&gt;NEW CARNIVORE DISCOVERED&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113370291968945287</id><published>2005-12-04T18:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:58:39.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DIGITAL FORTRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/0312335164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/0312335164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first words which comes to my mind after reading this book---"A Best Seller". Truly really meant for geeks and novices to the world of computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed reading Dan Brown's Digital Fortress in sharp two days. An amazing story with real facts and figures. The story starts with briefing about NSA( National Security Agency) of United States how it functions and what it is meant for i.e.national security in the fields of documents of national concern and computer field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is about, the zeal of NSA to read all the electronic data transfers i.e. e-mails,phone messages etc. In a try to become the world powerful resource holder it makes a device for decrytion of messages of e-mails, a true gigantic machine with 3 million processors called TRANSLTR. But the possesion of TRANSLTR is not disclosed to the general public.TRANSLTR was true marvel which was able to decrypt any encrypted messages with hours (the maximum 3 hrs). It was thought that there was no encrytion algorithm which TRANSLTR can't break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ex-employeee called Ensei Tankado sees the TRANSLTR as a public privacy infringement and thinks of giving a challenge to NSA and the director Mr.Strathmore. He builts a program and puts it on the internet as a encrytion key which can't be decrypted. And Tankando warns NSA that if they didn't disclose to the public that they can infringe their personal space by reading personal mails he will distribute this program to everyone on this planet and NSA's TRANSLTR will become rendered unusable as this program can't be decrypted by TRANSLTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to curiosity Mr.STRATHMORE, the director bypasses the firewall and put this code into TRANSLTR to decrypt.But the TRANSLTR couldn't break the code after long hours. So NSA calls their head crytographer Susan Fletcher to decrypt it and suddenly they find the program as a deadly virus which will expose the ULTRASENSITIVE DOCUMENTS of the United States to the world.But this virus can only be stopped with a pass-key which is only known to Mr.ENSEI TANKADO who is the builder of the program.In the maen time he is killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the ultrasensitive documents be exposed to the world? How SUsan Fletcher and NSA will stop the virus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the book absolutely awesome and a master piece. I JUST LOVE READING DAN BROWN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113370291968945287?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113370291968945287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113370291968945287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113370291968945287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113370291968945287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/digital-fortress.html' title='&lt;b&gt;DIGITAL FORTRESS&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113345784595376234</id><published>2005-12-01T22:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:54:05.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BRING BACK GANGULY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/ind1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/ind1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring Back Sourav Ganguly in the Indian Cricket Team....Bring Him back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sarcasm with sourav ganguly called as dada lovingly or the prince of kolkata.....thrown out of the ODI...shown as a bad performer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone thought about the contributions he has made to make TEAM INDIA......we are all basking in the victories of Sri-Lankan Tour and South africa's tour to India.....all the people are praising Rahul Dravid(The WALL) and Greg Chapell(The ASSHOLE as i call him) for the victories but did anyone think who was behind makin the TEAM INDIA a success...Sourav Ganguly and John Wright......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team, Ganguly made by selecting youngsters from different parts of the country are performing now....but the greatest sarcasm...GANGULY(dada) Dethroned from a captain.....No doubt Dravid is one of the great players in the history of cricket but why Ganguly being diplomatically thrown out from the Team.....jst because of not playing well.....NO, the secrets are deep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not Sachin Tendulkar kept away from ODI.....he is also not a great performer...look at his statistics in last 10 ODI......Dismall.....itz a shame for the Greatest Player of the decade....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganguly was a captain to helped TEAM INDIA to win a victory on the foreign soil in test match after nearly two decades.....He brought the fighting spirit in TEAM INDIA.....He showed a great sportsman spirit on the field...a perfect captain....no INDIANS, who love cricket has seen a captain like him in Decades.....after all a success rate of more than 50%.....but now shown as unsuccessful....huh!!!!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather say that Greg Chappell is the nastiest and worst coach that the INDIAN CRICKET fraternity has seen.....he places his paws against his rivals as if itz a game of CHESS and not CRICKET......he should go to the Kindergarten and learn a few lessons from the kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRING BACK GANGULY......Go AWAY GREG.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113345784595376234?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113345784595376234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113345784595376234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113345784595376234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113345784595376234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/bring-back-ganguly.html' title='&lt;b&gt;BRING BACK GANGULY&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113338162450219247</id><published>2005-12-01T01:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-01T01:43:44.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my CUTE creatures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/cat1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/cat1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113338162450219247?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113338162450219247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113338162450219247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113338162450219247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113338162450219247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-cute-creatures.html' title='&lt;b&gt;my CUTE creatures&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113320042087406266</id><published>2005-11-28T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:23:40.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MURPHY'S LAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/3874042-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/3874042-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murphy's computers laws&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any given program, when running, is obsolete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any given program costs more and takes longer each time it is run. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If a program is useful, it will have to be changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a program is useless, it will have to be documented. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any given program will expand to fill all the available memory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The value of a program is inversely proportional to the weight of its output. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Program complexity grows until it exceeds the capability of the programmer who must maintain it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every non- trivial program has at least one bugCorollary 1 - A sufficient condition for program triviality is that it have no bugs.Corollary 2 - At least one bug will be observed after the author leaves the organization. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bugs will appear in one part of a working program when another 'unrelated' part is modified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The subtlest bugs cause the greatest damage and problems.Corollary - A subtle bug will modify storage thereby masquerading as some other problem. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lulled into Security LawA 'debugged' program that crashes will wipe out source files on storage devices when there is the least available backup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A hardware failure will cause system software to crash, and the customer engineer will blame the programmer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A system software crash will cause hardware to act strangely and the programmers will blame the customer engineer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Undetectable errors are infinite in variety, in contrast to detectable errors, which by definition are limited. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adding manpower to a late software project makes it later&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make it possible for programmers to write programs in English, and you will find that programmers can not write in English. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The documented interfaces between standard software modules will have undocumented quirks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The probability of a hardware failure disappearing is inversely proportional to the distance between the computer and the customer engineer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A working program is one that has only unobserved bugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter how many resources you have, it is never enough. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any cool program always requires more memory than you have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you finally buy enough memory, you will not have enough disk space. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disks are always full. It is futile to try to get more disk space. Data expands to fill any void&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a program actually fits in memory and has enough disk space, it is guaranteed to crash. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If such a program has not crashed yet, it is waiting for a critical moment before it crashes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter how good of a deal you get on computer components, the price will always drop immediately after the purchase. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All components become obsolete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The speed with which components become obsolete is directly proportional to the price of the component. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Software bugs are impossible to detect by anybody except the end user. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The maintenance engineer will never have seen a model quite like yours before. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is axiomatic that any spares required will have just been discontinued and will be no longer in stock&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any VDU, from the cheapest to the most expensive, will protect a twenty cent fuse by blowing first. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any manufacturer making his warranties dependent upon the device being earthed will only supply power cabling with two wires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a circuit requires n components, then there will be only n - 1 components in locally-held stocks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A failure in a device will never appear until it has passed final inspection.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adding manpower to a late software project makes it later. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A program generator creates programs that are more buggy than the program generator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113320042087406266?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113320042087406266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113320042087406266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113320042087406266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113320042087406266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/11/murphys-law.html' title='&lt;b&gt;MURPHY&apos;S LAW&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113316053233412428</id><published>2005-11-28T12:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:18:52.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/IMG_0052-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/IMG_0052-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart is on your path &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every journey taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will find its way at last &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Solitude becomes you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quietness divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mind is gently speaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Words I need to find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Capture dreams in journey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; For when you will return &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hearts will have great meaning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In beauty you have learned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You fill my life with happiness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You give me all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need Journey love forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This road will be our dream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This path that we have taken &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It never will subside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what the destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am your spirit bride &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each night before I close my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look out to the sea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know your spirit saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our love will always be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gathered in my treasures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This destiny divine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have given special gift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of journeys through lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113316053233412428?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113316053233412428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113316053233412428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113316053233412428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113316053233412428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-not-alone.html' title='&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Alone&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672425.post-113299718421478805</id><published>2005-11-26T14:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:51:22.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'>REALLY TOUCHING.....YOU WILL CRY.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/eu04271.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/320/eu04271.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."&lt;br /&gt;Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally walked out of Children's mercyHospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet! , when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed with Love from:&lt;br /&gt;God, Jesus &amp;amp;Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672425-113299718421478805?l=life4some.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/feeds/113299718421478805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672425&amp;postID=113299718421478805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113299718421478805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672425/posts/default/113299718421478805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life4some.blogspot.com/2005/11/really-touchingyou-will-cry.html' title='&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALLY TOUCHING.....YOU WILL CRY.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>tanayesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527004797117136980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3521/1833/1600/shadow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
