<?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-28741111</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:26:32.643+05:30</updated><category term='future'/><category term='hmmf'/><category term='contd of sex buddy'/><title type='text'>jueey™</title><subtitle type='html'>the ultimate expression of life really.JUEEY,ya thts it. my thought for everythin "LIFE IS A JUEEY"-Dhananjai Hari. 
Mite be wonderin wat all this means
simple really jueey is like jam if u will ...err  weird but its tru no human being can hate jam or or jelly.if ya hate jam or jelly think of a funny shakable thing like santas tummy :)like iwas sayin jueey is actually joy but its spreadable hence the phrase jueey and i think life is to short so lets have  fun and long live rock and roll</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-1002346983053802922</id><published>2009-09-15T23:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:07:46.331+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm back..somewhat</title><content type='html'>wow looks like with mridus death my blog died too.. this is being done so that ..something happens a new creative spark ignites and maybe i  can still write.. to a new dawn ..hopefully not a false one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-1002346983053802922?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/1002346983053802922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=1002346983053802922' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1002346983053802922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1002346983053802922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-backsomewhat.html' title='I&apos;m back..somewhat'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-1121038906459504330</id><published>2008-09-25T01:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:13:32.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'>r.i.p Mridula</title><content type='html'>recentlyA friend died..&lt;br /&gt;i knew her.. but i guess i never kept in touch ... she was quite a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rather weird to write about her.. i used to sit next to her in class..&lt;br /&gt;creative .. high strung and smiling.. talking a lot.. and she remembered me when i didn't remember her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i could easily have kept in touch with her..but i didnt ..&lt;br /&gt; she was truly loved ..the mere fact that people who barely knew her had such a bad reaction to her loss, is proof in itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mridula i hope you are well now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-1121038906459504330?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/1121038906459504330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=1121038906459504330' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1121038906459504330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1121038906459504330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-mridula.html' title='r.i.p Mridula'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-5234129249060948169</id><published>2008-05-07T23:48:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:30:33.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the future holds me  in the cradle of new age.. age of Aquarius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;bits and peices of life altering conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;:p&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;my mums theory : im the only kid.she has no back ups as she  calls it..so..im not allowed to do some stuff&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;do u like soldier of fortune&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;haha!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;funny..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;yes..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;you know something .. you and i... we are proabably bastard  grand children of genghiz kahn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;ahem..why?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;and my dad keeps telling ppl we're realted..as in him an  G.khan/..bit random,...but he does.. :s theres a strange story i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;well most indians are actually decended from  mongolians.. and well at one point genghiz kahn...raped so many women while  plundering india of it beuty and wealth.. that we are his bastard children..  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;i have secret hopes and wishes in the same wavelength &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;and now its not so secret any more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;as whom?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;bugger me..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;us strange tonight..hehe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;as whom ?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;what do you mean..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;i have secret hopes and wishes in the same  wavelength &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;as whom&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;i think we have great potential to be  stranger..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; oh as me.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;whos we?&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;we would be us 2..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;wait i shall explain..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;do&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;i have hopes and dreams like that of genghiz  kahn&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;to go rape a mill females?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;to be strange looking and have an unpleasnt rep? :s&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;* frowns *&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;shall go out to different lands .. and shall  leave my mark..eventually when the world is really really really really really  old..and i m not alive ..everybody will be related to me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;why on earth?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;shall inherit my qualities.. and itll be the  dawn of a new more progressive age&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;hahahahhhaa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;aa h...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;o..now im laughing lots&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;monkeyy..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;why.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;awwh&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;no reason..no reason what so evr&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;its my way of contributing to the progress of  humanity..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;u really dont need to at such vast reaches&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;i just need to find similar thinking female  companions.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;  also..i should be wary of std's so itll be challenging..this is now my new life  aim&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;our country does enough for the world popn...without  u single handedly leavin g "ur mark" was it? :p&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;all for superiour human species..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;slutty females?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;hmm no..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;i believe my coll is abundantly overflowing with  em&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;no slutty females are useless in my quest for  new superiour human race..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;if u dont mind the national language all the time,  youre set&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;we-ll..to match ur mindset....they'll have to be reallly  open minded or realllly weird..or slutty&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;third option comes naturally to several females&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;mosquitoes!!!Aaarghh&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai: &lt;/span&gt;no ..useless..i need women who are in the  prime of the fertility... smart.. progressive.. and well they should be willing  to bear fruit with your truly..and i'l be busy spreading new world order.. while  at some point.. my philosphy of life wil spread&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaahahahhahhahhahahaaaa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;ROFL&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;hahahahahhahahahahahahahhahaaaa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;ne: &lt;/span&gt;hahahhahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;AAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAaaaa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;hehehehheeahaha&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;aaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other parts of the conversation have been deleted in order for the world to experience what it does not know.. .i cant show it to you..then you'll know whats happening.(and may rise to unnecessary   rebellion).stranger things are happening in the background and slowly the plan will be in motion..i would suspect you not to laugh at the plan..&lt;br /&gt;the person/object once known as ne... will forever after this remain in obscurity hidden behind the Clouds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i respect rebellions..my life is based on rebelions..it helps people grow.. but there is a time and place.. and it will be at end of the age... peace will arrive at gates of a new dawn..an age of the Aquarius..  peace progress and everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is Dhananajai&lt;br /&gt;Life Is A Jueey&lt;br /&gt;you are all my decendents..(when time is around the year 2600.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more abt the age of Aquarius:&lt;br /&gt;its just beautiful.. research for yourself.. it'll be time for all things peaceful..music will blossom.. progress in science.. and essentially the world and universe at large..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more from the present day and age (logged below for convenience -penned by some author)&lt;br /&gt;::::The key phrase for &lt;a href="http://www.astrology.com/sun_aquarius.html"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/a&gt; is "I Know," but that knowledge is not a righteous, superior or exclusionary knowledge. It's a sort of wisdom that draws people together, for Aquarians are, above all else, social animals. They crave interaction with large groups of people, thriving in humanitarian and social causes and in any situation where collective thought, innovation and cooperation are required. They tend to be eccentric and disdainful of tradition and -- while they love magic and believe in the esoteric arts -- prefer to discover knowledge through scientific experimentation and exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Technology is like a hobby for the Water Bearer. Aquarians stockpile all the new gadgets on the market and are at ease in front of a computer or connected to a cell phone. Sure, they're trendy -- they need to be at the forefront, in the midst of the social action, up on the hottest fads -- but they also truly love other people and believe strongly in the independent spirit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sociable, open-minded, innovative, eschewing of tradition, scientific and technologically driven. If we extract these qualities from the individual and apply them to the world, we can see what the Aquarian Age is all about. We will loosen the ties of tradition and forge ahead in a cooperative effort to improve human relations and also the relations between ourselves and our world. We will be respectful yet also playfully, intelligently rebellious. We will admire and encourage individuality and embrace differences rather than fear them. &lt;/p&gt;There's no way to know where the Age of Aquarius will lead us all. Who knows what the world will be like in the year 4000? As science proves that we are all one race -- that no matter our color or origin, we are all essentially the same beneath our skin -- we will also grow, change and learn to adapt to one another's cultural and individual differences. We have an opportunity to apply the most positive qualities of Aquarius -- intellectual openness, humanitarianism and compassion for the environment -- to making our world a more considerate, benevolent and accepting place:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/28741111-5234129249060948169?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/5234129249060948169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=5234129249060948169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/5234129249060948169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/5234129249060948169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2008/05/future-holds-me.html' title='the future holds me  in the cradle of new age.. age of Aquarius'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-8599072674649764939</id><published>2008-03-19T20:22:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:33:59.725+05:30</updated><title type='text'>manipal</title><content type='html'>o'neil :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErKTt_EUI/AAAAAAAAADk/mIb5E1S5bts/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 230px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErKTt_EUI/AAAAAAAAADk/mIb5E1S5bts/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468502544617794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErFjt_ESI/AAAAAAAAADU/0hYcA9Z3Dfg/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;bhav&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErFjt_ESI/AAAAAAAAADU/0hYcA9Z3Dfg/s320/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468420940239138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-Eq4Tt_ERI/AAAAAAAAADM/bRy9gWwpbXc/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;priya and me :) &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-Eq4Tt_ERI/AAAAAAAAADM/bRy9gWwpbXc/s320/DSC00344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468193306972434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErFjt_ETI/AAAAAAAAADc/QTn5g1RS7Hg/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;kiki ness &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErFjt_ETI/AAAAAAAAADc/QTn5g1RS7Hg/s320/DSC00354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468420940239154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my life..since i was old enough to start being the person ive become..&lt;br /&gt;ive always wanted something to happen like what happened in manipal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip..traveling..the sheer joy friends ..making new friends..trying new things..this is what life is about..adventure.. (bombay was fun as well..IRON MAIDEN BABY)&lt;br /&gt;this is what my life is about..&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget this trip.. i may not have any pictures about this trip..but my memory will serve me well till i become senile..&lt;br /&gt;this is what LIFE IS ABOUT.. A DREAM..A MOVIE..A REAL LIFE..MY LIFE.. it was everything i wanted it to be and more.. i miss it..i love it.. ill always cheerish it :)&lt;br /&gt;bahv and o'neil ..thanks mate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-8599072674649764939?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/8599072674649764939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=8599072674649764939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8599072674649764939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8599072674649764939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2008/03/manipal.html' title='manipal'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R-ErKTt_EUI/AAAAAAAAADk/mIb5E1S5bts/s72-c/DSC00351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-792164752017808087</id><published>2008-01-29T20:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:56:35.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the days prophet</title><content type='html'>and as the temples we all worship&lt;br /&gt;falls to the ground&lt;br /&gt;we all sink into a deep sea of pussy.&lt;br /&gt;it being the last stop of a dangerous&lt;br /&gt;and conservative nation&lt;br /&gt;a sea of ants march only to be crushed&lt;br /&gt;by the strong aroma of  soothing butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet up and down&lt;br /&gt;is in the presence of the wrathchild&lt;br /&gt;as the indians play in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;rattle in the sweet acid wild&lt;br /&gt;cooled by the vast beach and beautful naked sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grand is the day&lt;br /&gt;optimistic in its pessimistic premise&lt;br /&gt;a new age of the aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;liberal free and swimming in a wet  dream&lt;br /&gt;come with us&lt;br /&gt;spreading the water everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chubby and sahil they were witness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-792164752017808087?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/792164752017808087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=792164752017808087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/792164752017808087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/792164752017808087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-as-temples-we-all-worship-falls-to.html' title='the days prophet'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-587379348998761240</id><published>2008-01-14T01:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:21:54.893+05:30</updated><title type='text'>fb graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq9mZNHvI/AAAAAAAAADE/QSUBdIsXZJs/s1600-h/eccfc8ea47efb0a3b0b21b81ea7c33b6_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from  rt&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq9mZNHvI/AAAAAAAAADE/QSUBdIsXZJs/s1600-h/eccfc8ea47efb0a3b0b21b81ea7c33b6_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq9mZNHvI/AAAAAAAAADE/QSUBdIsXZJs/s320/eccfc8ea47efb0a3b0b21b81ea7c33b6_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050329989783282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to davey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq52ZNHuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OhdUGJcIcO8/s1600-h/e889bd1cdfb18eebdb286043408c2618_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq52ZNHuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OhdUGJcIcO8/s320/e889bd1cdfb18eebdb286043408c2618_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050265565273826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that bum arun&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq2WZNHtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2oUcPu-BEmc/s1600-h/e610b9a1c41ec34f8aa3966e303bfaf8_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pq2WZNHtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2oUcPu-BEmc/s320/e610b9a1c41ec34f8aa3966e303bfaf8_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050205435731666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from k bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqymZNHsI/AAAAAAAAACs/njuSD6lO9sA/s1600-h/c1760a47645e87cd45488dcecf603e7e_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqymZNHsI/AAAAAAAAACs/njuSD6lO9sA/s320/c1760a47645e87cd45488dcecf603e7e_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050141011222210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to rt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqvGZNHrI/AAAAAAAAACk/he6usTFXCHs/s1600-h/be76700bfc12bb13a60de9d386e2d6ae_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqvGZNHrI/AAAAAAAAACk/he6usTFXCHs/s320/be76700bfc12bb13a60de9d386e2d6ae_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050080881680050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqrWZNHqI/AAAAAAAAACc/t6N8CN5SOto/s1600-h/bd80dd9ed27eeed2b1a54b7a0a4ad04c_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqrWZNHqI/AAAAAAAAACc/t6N8CN5SOto/s320/bd80dd9ed27eeed2b1a54b7a0a4ad04c_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050016457170594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to vu ..this is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqnGZNHpI/AAAAAAAAACU/MZi0jayhIqo/s1600-h/260313398645753cb9eb42539ddb0ac1_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqnGZNHpI/AAAAAAAAACU/MZi0jayhIqo/s320/260313398645753cb9eb42539ddb0ac1_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155049943442726546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to tariq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqjGZNHoI/AAAAAAAAACM/GusqciWPilE/s1600-h/63c7deed73f3d592bae00aa461950156_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqjGZNHoI/AAAAAAAAACM/GusqciWPilE/s320/63c7deed73f3d592bae00aa461950156_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155049874723249794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to sitara..you cut my hair :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqfmZNHnI/AAAAAAAAACE/wy7XcBwUsSs/s1600-h/5b0f0b8603e0b11b4190926656cacd36_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqfmZNHnI/AAAAAAAAACE/wy7XcBwUsSs/s320/5b0f0b8603e0b11b4190926656cacd36_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155049814593707634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqbWZNHmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Axt9Fojgfz0/s1600-h/8f7f896ed6ff07ba90a2fd2143a57fd0_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqbWZNHmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Axt9Fojgfz0/s320/8f7f896ed6ff07ba90a2fd2143a57fd0_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155049741579263586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from davey ..awesome :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqRmZNHkI/AAAAAAAAABs/p_h7yWL_q_w/s1600-h/3e97490bb0f89f2de973a2a3ce7d8cf4_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R4pqRmZNHkI/AAAAAAAAABs/p_h7yWL_q_w/s320/3e97490bb0f89f2de973a2a3ce7d8cf4_315x147.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155049574075539010" 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/28741111-587379348998761240?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/587379348998761240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=587379348998761240' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/587379348998761240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/587379348998761240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2008/01/fb-graffiti.html' title='fb graffiti'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-3629278663818191451?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/3629278663818191451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=3629278663818191451' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/3629278663818191451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/3629278663818191451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/12/crazy-dude-what-trip.html' title='crazy dude .. what a &quot;trip&quot;'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R3ILj2ZNHjI/AAAAAAAAABk/X7XSNAyuOdo/s72-c/n568100253_1945411_5704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-1400638649162133130</id><published>2007-11-26T01:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:01:07.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>it could happen to any of us sometime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R0ryI1EZN1I/AAAAAAAAABc/BqbBJIVN6Qw/s1600-h/Arrows.gif"&gt;click on image .for  viewing "it could happen to any of us ..sometime" &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R0ryI1EZN1I/AAAAAAAAABc/BqbBJIVN6Qw/s320/Arrows.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137184558467856210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arbit,&lt;br /&gt;echoeos&lt;br /&gt;jerk it out&lt;br /&gt;tunnel vision&lt;br /&gt;rusty old boat&lt;br /&gt;let it rain&lt;br /&gt;summers end&lt;br /&gt;haha 8-0&lt;br /&gt;straight throught the telephone pole&lt;br /&gt;defunked&lt;br /&gt;defunked&lt;br /&gt;defunked..dare you steal that from me..ive been  aight bloggy..&lt;br /&gt;cousines home good fun.. havent touched books in while...not feeling creative ..but feeling very musical..not good combo not making new stuff... jus playing the same old jazz :D :D&lt;br /&gt;i want my defunked...arun you motherfucker..&lt;br /&gt;anyway thats all till now cya when feeling more creative ta ta...apparently im famous in my class..cause i havent attended it even for a day :D :P hehe forget day not even an hour&lt;br /&gt;well thats in manipa note to self...should go there sometime :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-1400638649162133130?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/1400638649162133130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=1400638649162133130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1400638649162133130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1400638649162133130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/11/arbit-echoeos-jerk-it-out-tunnel-vision.html' title='it could happen to any of us sometime'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/R0ryI1EZN1I/AAAAAAAAABc/BqbBJIVN6Qw/s72-c/Arrows.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-6071211088851479619</id><published>2007-10-30T21:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:37:10.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>take that time</title><content type='html'>and again after so long..i wipe the dust of my blog to write yet another arbit entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my life and ive had a long and rather wonderful life...friendships and romances never really strayed to my path...&lt;br /&gt;at least not as often as id liked at least on the romances bit...&lt;br /&gt; but ive been quite lucky with the other department...in scholo i had my friends..but no real best friend or anything like that..&lt;br /&gt; but in coll it started with me barely knowing any of them and yet speaking to them ive known them for ever&lt;br /&gt;yes as strange is it may seem i like coll....its not freedom i hoped for..its no libral...its rather right wing conservative and very very fond  of rice..&lt;br /&gt;but otherwise coll is a ball..&lt;br /&gt;and i think i might enjoy the next 4 years ..all be it i don't really like rice that often...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-6071211088851479619?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-8152797393369097485</id><published>2007-09-27T22:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:39:00.368+05:30</updated><title type='text'>its all so new ,and great complements to the vu</title><content type='html'>well college has finally started and its not bad...found a nice group to hang out with ..yeah things are looking up..&lt;br /&gt;well this post isnt really abt coll its abt randomness and how very enjoyable it can be ..&lt;br /&gt;how randomly you can make friends...never spoke to someone in person but nice it is to chat to the same person online..funny thing that is... its interesting..i dont think we ever devulged too much private information ..its all abt random topics ..and how rare it is too find jus to talk abt.total  randomness i say .its all new and great complements to the vu. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-8152797393369097485?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/8152797393369097485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=8152797393369097485' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8152797393369097485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8152797393369097485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-all-so-new-and-great-complements-to.html' title='its all so new ,and great complements to the vu'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-7148893558147270943</id><published>2007-08-30T01:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:44:44.419+05:30</updated><title type='text'>they are a changing</title><content type='html'>well i havent written any anti me posts in a long while...&lt;br /&gt;and thats partly becuase of feeling..or the general lack of it&lt;br /&gt;yes past couple of months..and i do mean months..i havent had any emotional experiences..not really anyway...i hoped that during this time in my life i would have things going for me..but my heart and my head has jus konked off..and bugger me if i didn't do anything about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now when i slowly re-enter the social idiocies society asks me to face in coll i wonder if i'm still the same guy..tho i may not have been emote-ing&lt;br /&gt;or feeling something...i have had many things happen to me (mostly things i did to myself)this summer...largly dull and pointless..&lt;br /&gt;i have inflicted myslef through a lot...i tested myself..tho i hate to admit it..i can be alone...i can take care of myself..i can do a lot...jus let me do it...&lt;br /&gt;but what i can do and what i want to do..and what my parents want me to do..seems to be a large conflict of interest..&lt;br /&gt;and the past few nights ..under the full moon...i sat on my balcony listening to music..and asking myself some questions ....&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'll ever be the same...i suddenly feel angry..little sad.. a little not me..&lt;br /&gt;but maybe this is a new me...my skin getting replaced..im not quite sure..but i do know one thing..liverpool is winning...&lt;br /&gt;and in my future...and as well as i know me...i think i might jus find some answers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vague and pointless...but it had to be done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-7148893558147270943?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/7148893558147270943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=7148893558147270943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/7148893558147270943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/7148893558147270943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/08/they-are-changing.html' title='they are a changing'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-3803228804933082893</id><published>2007-07-06T13:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:55:27.433+05:30</updated><title type='text'>roll away in the dew..it will ring my fire..and lose you weight</title><content type='html'>as i walked down the  very uncertain roads of chennai...&lt;br /&gt;i felt everything go by..it was beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;the sky bloomed and the extreme corner of this road i saw everything pass by..the sound of old cars..&lt;br /&gt;the radio playing at the stall be hind me..it was early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;so there it was..the vegetable i had been looking for...&lt;br /&gt;i walked towards my holy vegetable...but as it had tp be ...crowds of funny men and funny women decided to rush past in a furry...it was the immaculate description of chennais great and mind boggling vegetable markets..&lt;br /&gt;a touch of Grey kinna suits u anyway...thats all i had to say..&lt;br /&gt;i will get by..&lt;br /&gt;that song is so good..i don't why ppl listen to shit..common...the grateful dead jus makes u sway...&lt;br /&gt;sorry im listening o that song so....&lt;br /&gt;yes back to vegetable markets..yeah well these vegetable markets are filled with fish...im not lying...&lt;br /&gt;u can find fish ,chicken.mutton and obviously beef and other non wild animals..domesticated to death..quite litrelly..&lt;br /&gt;the magnolias grew on the river side...well don't imagine the kuom..bum...thing like the olden days..&lt;br /&gt;damn nobody shares my vision...and stupid d.n.a is dead...all of u are bums..cant think like i do..waste ..naiya kutty's&lt;br /&gt;why is no one retro they asked...me..i said who want st o living in the past...it s the past ..the future..is like the next best thing (yeah that was funny)&lt;br /&gt;the vegetable markets...&lt;br /&gt;it was filled with he aromas of old ladies..with sleepless breath and oddly enough very well worked out malnutritional men...&lt;br /&gt;the aroma of the fish was quite over powering..me being mallu...how does it matter...&lt;br /&gt;u know mallus and bengalis are so similar..we are nearly the same race,,we jus speak  different languages many letters apart..&lt;br /&gt;the friend of the devil i s  a friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;red people shake hands...the moon come out..we swim to it...&lt;br /&gt;the car is far awy...it looks like it s coming close.r..and the funny thing is that it s too fast to escape it...&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine my self ..sitting on the comp swaying to the music..and typing this article is tht wired or the "double mirrored on opposite sides."&lt;br /&gt;effect...alright im getting like..totally..and omg..i hate them dumb chicks...&lt;br /&gt;cant stand them..and ones who awww for nothing..u should all be hung.&lt;br /&gt;and the ones who are like.. yaeh ..someday...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;got to go luv...catch ya later..&lt;br /&gt;mwah..my blog..jueey....why are the u only one..&lt;br /&gt;im too nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-3803228804933082893?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/3803228804933082893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=3803228804933082893' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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someone elses life :this part is called does it matter</title><content type='html'>as the night set in .ever so slowly...i couldnt help but feel suffocated..the still of the night really made wanna breathe again&lt;br /&gt;freash.&lt;br /&gt;it was dark and cold night...i walked down..the flight of stairs in the abandoned building..not really abandoned it had been my home for more than a year now...a year is it..lost track of time....&lt;br /&gt;nothing worked..it was a  hell hole...&lt;br /&gt;in the past so many months ive learnt many things...&lt;br /&gt;how to steal ..how to kill and most importantly how not to feel any more...&lt;br /&gt;i strolled along the streets..the night was turning colder and my heart was racing jus tht much faster...&lt;br /&gt;there was this inexplicable lull of immaculate  noise...&lt;br /&gt;it was leading to something..something big...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-8246187303220859658?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/8246187303220859658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=8246187303220859658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8246187303220859658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/8246187303220859658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/06/stort-of-someone-elses-life-this-part.html' title='stort of someone elses life :this part is called does it matter'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-2029867478585837056</id><published>2007-06-21T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:45:28.649+05:30</updated><title type='text'>damn it</title><content type='html'>damn it damn it damn it&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry blog happy belated birthday..&lt;br /&gt;may 26th..damn so sorry i forgot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-2029867478585837056?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/2029867478585837056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=2029867478585837056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/2029867478585837056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/2029867478585837056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-it.html' title='damn it'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-9088804762125332597</id><published>2007-06-08T03:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:46:24.370+05:30</updated><title type='text'>buga boo</title><content type='html'>as my holidays moves along with painful ease..&lt;br /&gt;its finally hit me..and its hit me good..i need to get into college..yes ive already got manipal..but somehow i still feel incomplete ,like i could have done more...&lt;br /&gt;so loyola results await..xaviers yet to fill..time passes with simplicity..yet painfully&lt;br /&gt;not as  painfull as hitting a brick wall whilst travelling at break neck speeds&lt;br /&gt;painfull as it would be if your back itches and you couldnt reach it.not painful as if someone's heart to be broken.. its painful as in u just missed to 1 o clock train by a minute&lt;br /&gt;..everything is just drifting ,unconciously with great effort avoiding the cacophony of my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;its jus moving along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will remember these early days of june 2007 not for the beautiful breeze..or the aerosmith concert or my trip to bangalore..ill remember this early days of june 2007 for the time it took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the time it took..&lt;br /&gt;      the time it took...&lt;br /&gt;                          time...&lt;br /&gt;                                                 buggga boooooooo! :D today i pray for the best..the joys of others and their happinesses. heartbreaks of others..whilst my own uncompromising future being coldly calculated by the hands of those whom  i cannot see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-9088804762125332597?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-9186737445831682603</id><published>2007-05-17T04:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-17T05:11:50.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sometime eh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=473648411&amp;size=o"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=473648411&amp;amp;size=o" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my association with my well known habbit of nothingness grows, i have only a few things left on my mind..my new found  old talent of doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and the hope that i get in to a st.xaviers..blimmey their course is awesome&lt;br /&gt;i hope lfc win the champions league for the 6th time..that would really make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..as i shake the dust of my blog..long time..and this year the frequency hasnt been all that high but the quality of writing has improved i think. leaving all that aside..ive had plenty of time to dream ,to travel to experiment..but as it had to be, chennai is nothing but a pan of really hot smouldering people with insufferable case of "oh kaduvulai im dying" and and even more annoying auto drivers..things couldnt realy get more outgoing..&lt;br /&gt;so here it is i travel ...and the hopes that someday these travels will be real and not just in my head.i dream .i listen to good music.&lt;br /&gt;i dream&lt;br /&gt;is that so wrong..to want to go to amsterdam take in sights..the people..and lots of other things.. :D but its something i always  wanted ..even before the knowing..(everybody knows the knowing :D) with the fine flowers and women and the drugs...the rivers, the boats, the architecture...the hope that in Europe my dreams ..yes my dreams...that a fantasy will happen..somethings so unlikely that it can only take place in your head..&lt;br /&gt;so as i listen to my collection of allman brothers band..and my dream to someday make it to amsetrdam..listen to jazz..have a bit of drink...bit of smoke..a bit of beauty..&lt;br /&gt;and the fine taste of my dreams in my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;i think ill be eaternly happy..eternly...&lt;br /&gt;dreams huh!! dont we all ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-9186737445831682603?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/9186737445831682603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=9186737445831682603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/9186737445831682603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/9186737445831682603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-my-association-with-my-well-known.html' title='sometime eh!!'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-6629081987900307233</id><published>2007-04-24T02:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:24:21.031+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the million dollar question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Ri0mOrRymKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VBmlM2DbXhA/s1600-h/219px-Question_mark.svg.png"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Ri0mOrRymKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VBmlM2DbXhA/s1600-h/219px-Question_mark.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Ri0mOrRymKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VBmlM2DbXhA/s320/219px-Question_mark.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056739990184302754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Ri0mOrRymKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VBmlM2DbXhA/s1600-h/219px-Question_mark.svg.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of the great Question mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;characters &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;? - the great Question mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; - greater arrow gaurds&lt;br /&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;  - lesser arrow gaurds&lt;br /&gt;.......  - the dot people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by the Arrow Guards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the thing about the gr8 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark..was he was a BIG question himself quite literally&lt;br /&gt;nobody quite new what he was doing there  in fact his staggering curved presence was quite err lets just say staggering..&lt;br /&gt;and those Arrow Guards were quite amused&lt;br /&gt;in fact the gr8 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark never questioned the Arrow Guards on why they were amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for quite frankly he was question him self.so he couldn't get the really staggering picture..so what rite did he have to question the arrows that kept the question mark in fact a question and not an answer..in essence was it possible that the question mark was questioning his own questionability..his own authority??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"...."&lt;/span&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;didn't no what to to say to the arrow head cos they were always left hanging in fact the questions were thrown  at the giant question mark with the help of arrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly the gr8 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark didn't know the answers and left the dots quite like a bunch of silly marks on piece of paper just like this -&gt; .................&lt;br /&gt;nobody wanted to do what the gr8 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark did&lt;br /&gt;for every time some questioned why he was there ,,he would claim..i dunno..i'm just an arrow and old arrow sitting on a dot..the accumulation of questions wore him down..and hence he became a question mark&lt;br /&gt;the aging arrow without answers led to its own unanswered destruction ultimately forcing the next poor arrow to take over&lt;br /&gt;the problem was.why did the question mark become so gr8&lt;br /&gt;the answer was quite simple really..&lt;br /&gt;HE DIDN'T KNOW THE ANSWERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the questions how ever were quite reasonable&lt;br /&gt;like for what joy did question marks exist ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(contd of the previous..question..in fact scientists many years latter found out why the question mark exist .why it had become so gr8.the scientists how ever were displeased with their observations .forever destested the question mark..only to find out later that if they did there would be a great anarchy in the dot kingdom..ultimately they had to make  their peace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact what was noticed was..that the question mark was a glory hunter always stood at the back of the line but curiously enough he  hogged all the credit..no wonder the question mark became the gr8 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion mark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading this questionable posts and its darkest motives..you will be fore ever blessed if ud comment on it :P..&lt;br /&gt;this unintelligent and obscure peice of work was created when  a friend of mine and me were having a lousy conversation..so i had to make up this story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-6629081987900307233?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Rg7m6Svj4aI/AAAAAAAAABI/FvUmI4RMR7I/s320/I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048226121467027874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             ***warning i have mentioned random things here..***&lt;br /&gt;              its a far cry from sanity my life.. these past few days..&lt;br /&gt;     and in my blog is where i confess..that i love it..i have contemplated saving the world&lt;br /&gt;becoming a nice yellow lemon(to jump into a giant ocean of gin and tonic. only later figure out there isn't a ocean that big enough..so i &lt;span style=""&gt;settled&lt;/span&gt; for pretending to be a lemon jumping in and out of my apartments swimming pool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have done some wild and crazy things like contemplate getting into college..my future(do i have one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know and all the other stuff a school pass out KID/TEEN AGER/NEARLY A MAN  would do.   like start a blog with one of his aquarinest friends(ya candy u know what i'm talking about)&lt;br /&gt;b sides all that..i tickled my self yesterday saying the word buzzz..kavya (another aquarian..u see i have  a liking towars us aquarians..mostly because i am one )would know about that.&lt;br /&gt;i told a girl that its a good time to satisfy her boyfriend (poor ne,sorry about that)&lt;br /&gt;i told another girl that a guy liked her...knowing fully well that she probably didn't like him the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all bloggy(my blog for the readers) dearest i've bin doing nothing productive&lt;br /&gt;i've just bin dazzling hero of political incorrectness.&lt;br /&gt; i love top gear.(random yes..but they are brilliant)&lt;br /&gt;i've bin up for the past 5 days odd ...till correctly about 5 am&lt;br /&gt;listening to music..like sly and the family stone.thinking of ways to save the world..while conveniently talking to people over the internet..i have realized that my moms selfish reason to take me to kerala may not be all that bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats happening .but i have feeling that im not in control of it,it being everything..frankly i like not being in control of anything(not in leadership or football sorta off a way) but in life...&lt;br /&gt;i just like keep those sails open catch the free breeze  and never get to the point.*(in anything.you will notice as u read along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe tariq tomme once that i was born to screw up ..and i used to stick out my tounge every time       (just ask anyone who has chatted with me on yahoo)  but u know something&lt;br /&gt;in my life i know how i want the journey to be..i just have no clue were the bloody hell the destination is..u know ppl like sonali would understand that..she KNEW me well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but know i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;im back to being detached not really close to anyone..well there is sagar some mite say(MITE SAY)..but dunno he just isnt a girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys are the best...trust me ..to hang around have  good time..but i seem to have a cut off..there is only so much i cant do...i love being around guys..im a total bloke that way(the music we make,thanks arun..the jokes we crack..thanks everyone.the insane amounts of time we spent doing nothing.again thanks everyone)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls just seem to be girls wen i hang around them they ask me silly things like how their hair is?? and if the new nail polish is nice??(its okay priya u can keep on asking me ill be nice to you unless i really dont like it)..frankly in all those matters i am as useless as the wall ur leaning against wen ur doing nothing..but then again that same wall is giving u support..so basically im as useless as u wen ur doing nothing but standing on that wall&lt;br /&gt;      anyway..were was i..ya guys..i have awesome fun playing football..frankly it enough to keep me satisfied..i wouldn't need anything more emotionally..but this is a long post and i intend to make it longer..&lt;br /&gt;  well so  why cant i get close to a guy..partly because&lt;br /&gt;a)he is a guy..he doesnt have girl parts..like ovaries,breasts,and other such beautiful creations(equally bad wen they decide turn against  you) but at the same time..i dont     like        hanging around em now why   is that...answer&lt;br /&gt;cos they have girl parts like ovaries,breasts,and other such beautiful creations(equally awesome wen they decide to "turn on" you)hehe get the pun&lt;br /&gt;i basically wrote this whole post to put tht pun in :D&lt;br /&gt;well its 3 23 am(after editing and adding things)..it really isnt my fault i get mad around this time..frankly ive bin geting quite a wee bit  mad  lately&lt;br /&gt;oh i would also like to mention in this post.i got a new harp.its awesome..may the heavens bless us all.           i DHANANJA BLESS YOU ALL TO BLESS YOURSELVES LONG LIVE LIVERPOOL FC AND SATANISM,AND FEMALE BODY PARTS..MEN IN GENERAL.MUSIC my saviour.BRITISH HUMOR.LITTLE TINY DROPS OF SALIVA AND THE NUMBER 8.THE WORD BUZZ.LIFE IS A JUEEY!.BLOGGING.AGEING.MOVIES.BOOKS.THE SUPREME COURT.OUR LOUSY INDIAN TEAM(i hope they live).GOOD FRIENDS.GOOD TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;  PS.this is the first time im mentioning people so explictily in my blog.like in some of my friends posts..these arnt the ppl i love or any jazz like tht..these are the ppl.i jus happened to be talkin to these past days...&lt;br /&gt;sahil if u read this..man..its about time&lt;br /&gt;DAMN I NEED TO GET OUT MORE..ANYBODY WANNA GO FOR  A MOVIE OR A PLAY.OR FOR DINNER???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-8059087942376049604?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/8059087942376049604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Consists of Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ashwin Candade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 Consists of Dman(aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dhananjai Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Its our creative common..It is here were we share our passion for movies and film making&lt;br /&gt;but this is more or less our "critic" blog.. in a manner of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;It is here were we write our reviews to the movie we all love to hate..and hate to love..or plan and simply  hate/love.&lt;br /&gt;It is here were we recomend the movie you should "c" and maybe not "c"(a nice modification of hamlet don't you think ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are any movies you want us to review please leave us a message and we shall respond A.S.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;With love&lt;br /&gt;candy and dman&lt;br /&gt;ps..please feel free to comment and share your opinions on the movie..&lt;br /&gt;also maintain sanity dignity and respect.it is a public forum sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-5236777662807697613?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/5236777662807697613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=5236777662807697613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/5236777662807697613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RfupK0ivn8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XaPgocgoKf0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RfupK0ivn8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XaPgocgoKf0/s400/untitled.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042810211139559362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thing i did for fun..a gift to my blog&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-3626793713718800332?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/3626793713718800332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=3626793713718800332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-7047820603217517541</id><published>2007-02-26T01:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:48:08.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a bloggin shadow...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/ReHplmeuReI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QKVRJsgp-Qo/s1600-h/20060224203036_shadow_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/ReHplmeuReI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QKVRJsgp-Qo/s320/20060224203036_shadow_man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035562690570765794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;-woohoo thts me dancing away to glory)&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;A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT ME :- (A PAGE IN MY LIFE..FOR THAT U SHOULD KNOW WHO I AM)well im a shadow ..kinna 2-d yeah yeah dont laugh u dont realise how hard it is to be skinny and and flat..&lt;br /&gt;well i wlda done this at churrch but well tht bum dhananjai wld be there as welll&lt;br /&gt;i mean whats rong with tht guy...quite litrelly all he does is follow me around all day...i mean he starts were i end..u realy cant make out the difference between my end and his beginning.wat a bum he is...i think he quite attached to me... i dont blame him ..i mean look at me..im the cOOLest blaCk thing around..&lt;br /&gt;well diary this is wat i have to confess..&lt;br /&gt;im starting to get annoyed with mr.dhananjai...all he ever does is scream life is a jueey...&lt;br /&gt;even if he is in a dessert he'd be singing it frm the tallest branch of the tallest tree...im kinna getting annoyed...moreover he's always listenin to good music and stuff...seriously cld he be more lame...i mean were is all the hip hop and pop and all tht other rubbish stufff...&lt;br /&gt;he is always thinkin abt music..and i mean his board exams are in a couple days and he doesnt even bother to sit down and study...i mean rite now he is sitting on front of this giant light giving screeen makin silly noices on some tappin apparatus...of which i have not had the pleasure to meet...he always does tht leaves me out of conversations....he jus looks at me some times and realises tht ahh this is an opportunity to be mean..and jus goes and stands under some treee..&lt;br /&gt;i dont like  it...well rite now dear diary i have to go there is some other shadow in this room and he doesnt like me to much..askin me to bugger off...aye..ill be back..my black heart yearns to tell him off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-7047820603217517541?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/ReHplmeuReI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QKVRJsgp-Qo/s72-c/20060224203036_shadow_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-6215042820229644038</id><published>2007-01-16T20:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:31:42.622+05:30</updated><title type='text'>salty water blues!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RaznDHzmLTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iQZjdgUazss/s1600-h/DSC02600-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RaznDHzmLTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iQZjdgUazss/s320/DSC02600-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020641725432343858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(salty water blues.1.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Razm9nzmLSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QMRmZaQqUiQ/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/Razm9nzmLSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QMRmZaQqUiQ/s320/DSC02605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020641630943063330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(-&gt;thts the money we had .2. i took the foto yummy isnt it)&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;its lovely 7 friends guys..my favourite type of friends...jus roaming arnd eatin havin a good time..no money jus salty water blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butterflies  sailed on the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sounds of colour ate me alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reds were afray  indigo lapsed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see the sound of salty water blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;found the winds to blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my soul was bleeding out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i watched in the afterglow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;virgin sands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sing 'em  salty water blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sky moved sideways&lt;br /&gt;everything else seemed to die away&lt;br /&gt;all  was left was shades of Grey&lt;br /&gt;eyay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its the salty water blues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no hues jus salty water blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;restless joes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no mindless blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'em salty water blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7cats pranced on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pissing out gold and indigo hues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nuts and italian peach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sing 'em salty water blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..memories etched eh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RaznDHzmLTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iQZjdgUazss/s72-c/DSC02600-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-522799514041188779</id><published>2006-12-30T15:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:27:58.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its ok video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/aUUoEkGuAUw' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/aUUoEkGuAUw'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;junk yard groove ppl..this is one really cool band..and they are indian thts the best part..they are right up there with parikrama and moksha(may leon's soul rest in peace)..wow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-522799514041188779?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/522799514041188779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=522799514041188779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/522799514041188779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/522799514041188779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-ok-video.html' title='Its ok video'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-1872629344447216874</id><published>2006-12-29T14:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:43:00.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ig noble!!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;b&gt;Ig Nobel Prizes&lt;/b&gt; are a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parody" title="Parody"&gt;parody&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nobel_Prize" title="Nobel Prize"&gt;Nobel Prizes&lt;/a&gt;  for ten achievements that "first make people laugh, and then make them think."&lt;br /&gt;The name is a play on the word "&lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/ignoble" class="extiw" title="wikt:ignoble"&gt;ignoble&lt;/a&gt;" and the name "Nobel" after &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Nobel" title="Alfred Nobel"&gt;Alfred Nobel&lt;/a&gt;. The official pronunciation used during the ceremony is "ig no-BELL" (IPA: &lt;span title="Pronunciation in IPA" class="IPA"&gt;ɪg nəʊ bɛl&lt;/span&gt;) it is not pronounced like the word "ig-noble" (ig-NOH-buhl, IPA: &lt;span title="Pronunciation in IPA" class="IPA"&gt;/ɪgˈnoʊbəl/&lt;/span&gt;) — but this distinction eludes many people.&lt;br /&gt;..this is brilliant stuff..some of my favourite awards are..&lt;br /&gt;(dont bother readin the names the reason for the award is right after their names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ornithology&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Ivan_R._Schwab&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Ivan R. Schwab"&gt;Ivan R. Schwab&lt;/a&gt;, of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_California_Davis" title="University of California Davis"&gt;University of California Davis&lt;/a&gt;, and the late &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Philip_R.A._May&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Philip R.A. May"&gt;Philip R.A. May&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_California_Los_Angeles" title="University of California Los Angeles"&gt;University of California Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt;, for exploring and explaining why &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woodpecker" title="Woodpecker"&gt;woodpeckers&lt;/a&gt; don't get &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Headache" title="Headache"&gt;headaches&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medicine&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Francis_M._Fesmire&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Francis M. Fesmire"&gt;Francis M. Fesmire&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=University_of_Tennessee_College_of_Medicine&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="University of Tennessee College of Medicine"&gt;University of Tennessee College of Medicine&lt;/a&gt;, for his medical case report "Termination of Intractable Hiccups with Digital Rectal Massage"; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Majed_Odeh&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Majed Odeh"&gt;Majed Odeh&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Harry_Bassan&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Harry Bassan"&gt;Harry Bassan&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Arie_Oliven&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Arie Oliven"&gt;Arie Oliven&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Bnai_Zion_Medical_Center&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Bnai Zion Medical Center"&gt;Bnai Zion Medical Center&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haifa" title="Haifa"&gt;Haifa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Israel" title="Israel"&gt;Israel&lt;/a&gt;, for their subsequent medical case report also titled "Termination of Intractable Hiccups with Digital Rectal Massage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Literature&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Daniel_Oppenheimer&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Daniel Oppenheimer"&gt;Daniel Oppenheimer&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princeton_University" title="Princeton University"&gt;Princeton University&lt;/a&gt; for his report "Consequences of Erudite Vernacular Utilized Irrespective of Necessity: Problems with Using Long Words Needlessly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acoustics&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=D._Lynn_Halpern&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="D. Lynn Halpern"&gt;D. Lynn Halpern&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Harvard_Vanguard_Medical_Associates&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Harvard Vanguard Medical Associates"&gt;Harvard Vanguard Medical Associates&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandeis_University" title="Brandeis University"&gt;Brandeis University&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northwestern_University" title="Northwestern University"&gt;Northwestern University&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Randolph_Blake&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Randolph Blake"&gt;Randolph Blake&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanderbilt_University" title="Vanderbilt University"&gt;Vanderbilt University&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northwestern_University" title="Northwestern University"&gt;Northwestern University&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=James_Hillenbrand&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="James Hillenbrand"&gt;James Hillenbrand&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Michigan_University" title="Western Michigan University"&gt;Western Michigan University&lt;/a&gt; and Northwestern University for conducting experiments to learn why people dislike the sound of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fingernail" title="Fingernail"&gt;fingernails&lt;/a&gt; scraping on a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackboard" title="Blackboard"&gt;blackboard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Economics&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Gauri Nanda of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massachusetts_Institute_of_Technology" title="Massachusetts Institute of Technology"&gt;Massachusetts Institute of Technology&lt;/a&gt;, for inventing an alarm clock that runs away and hides, repeatedly, thus ensuring that people DO get out of bed, and thus theoretically adding many productive hours to the workday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daisuke_Inoue" title="Daisuke Inoue"&gt;Daisuke Inoue&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyogo" title="Hyogo"&gt;Hyogo Prefecture&lt;/a&gt;, Japan, for inventing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karaoke" title="Karaoke"&gt;karaoke&lt;/a&gt;, thereby providing an entirely new way for people to learn to tolerate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Economics&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Vatican" title="The Vatican"&gt;The Vatican&lt;/a&gt;, for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outsource" title="Outsource"&gt;outsourcing&lt;/a&gt; prayers to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Literature&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to The American Nudist Research Library of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kissimmee%2C_Florida" title="Kissimmee, Florida"&gt;Kissimmee, Florida&lt;/a&gt;, for preserving &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nudist" title="Nudist"&gt;nudist&lt;/a&gt; history so that everyone can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medicine&lt;/b&gt; - Presented jointly to Steven Stack of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wayne_State_University" title="Wayne State University"&gt;Wayne State University&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Detroit%2C_Michigan" title="Detroit, Michigan"&gt;Detroit, Michigan&lt;/a&gt;, and James Gundlach of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auburn_University" title="Auburn University"&gt;Auburn University&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auburn%2C_Alabama" title="Auburn, Alabama"&gt;Auburn, Alabama&lt;/a&gt;, for their published report "The Effect of Country Music on Suicide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lal_Bihari" title="Lal Bihari"&gt;Lal Bihari&lt;/a&gt;, of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uttar_Pradesh" title="Uttar Pradesh"&gt;Uttar Pradesh&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/India" title="India"&gt;India&lt;/a&gt;, for a triple accomplishment: First, for leading an active life even though he has been declared legally dead; second, for waging a lively posthumous campaign against bureaucratic inertia and greedy relatives; and third, for creating the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Association_of_the_Dead" title="Association of the Dead"&gt;Association of Dead People&lt;/a&gt;. Lal Bihari overcame the handicap of being dead, and managed to obtain a passport from the Indian government so that he could travel to Harvard to accept his Prize. However, the U.S. government refused to allow him into the country. His friend Madhu Kapoor therefore came to the Ig Nobel Ceremony and accepted the Prize on behalf of Lal Bihari. Several weeks later, the Prize was presented to Lal Bihari himself in a special ceremony in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medicine&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Chris McManus of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_College_London" title="University College London"&gt;University College London&lt;/a&gt;, for his excruciatingly balanced report, "Scrotal Asymmetry in Man and in Ancient Sculpture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physics&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Arnd Leike of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_Munich" title="University of Munich"&gt;University of Munich&lt;/a&gt;, for demonstrating that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beer" title="Beer"&gt;beer&lt;/a&gt; froth obeys the Mathematical Law of Exponential Decay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Public Health&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Chittaranjan Andrade and B.S. Srihari of the National Institute of Mental Health and Neurosciences, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bangalore" title="Bangalore"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/India" title="India"&gt;India&lt;/a&gt;, for their probing medical discovery that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nose_picking" title="Nose picking"&gt;nose picking&lt;/a&gt; is a common activity among &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adolescent" title="Adolescent"&gt;adolescents&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Astrophysics&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Dr. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Van_Impe" title="Jack Van Impe"&gt;Jack Van Impe&lt;/a&gt; and Rexella Van Impe of Jack Van Impe Ministries, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rochester_Hills%2C_Michigan" title="Rochester Hills, Michigan"&gt;Rochester Hills, Michigan&lt;/a&gt;, for their discovery that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_hole" title="Black hole"&gt;black holes&lt;/a&gt; fulfill all the technical requirements for the location of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hell" title="Hell"&gt;Hell&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Literature&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to John Richards of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston%2C_England" title="Boston, England"&gt;Boston, England&lt;/a&gt;, founder of &lt;a href="http://www.apostrophe.fsnet.co.uk/" class="external text" title="http://www.apostrophe.fsnet.co.uk/"&gt;The Apostrophe Protection Society&lt;/a&gt;, for his efforts to protect, promote, and defend the differences between the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plural" title="Plural"&gt;plural&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Possessive" title="Possessive"&gt;possessive&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Lawrence W. Sherman of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miami_University" title="Miami University"&gt;Miami University&lt;/a&gt;, Ohio, for his influential research report "An Ecological Study of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glee" title="Glee"&gt;Glee&lt;/a&gt; in Small Groups of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Preschool" title="Preschool"&gt;Preschool&lt;/a&gt; children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Royal_Navy" title="British Royal Navy"&gt;British Royal Navy&lt;/a&gt;, for ordering its sailors to stop using live &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannon" title="Cannon"&gt;cannon&lt;/a&gt; shells, and to instead just shout "Bang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Computer Science&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Chris Niswander of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tucson%2C_Arizona" title="Tucson, Arizona"&gt;Tucson, Arizona&lt;/a&gt;, for inventing &lt;a href="http://www.bitboost.com/pawsense/" class="external text" title="http://www.bitboost.com/pawsense/"&gt;PawSense&lt;/a&gt;, software that detects when a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat" title="Cat"&gt;cat&lt;/a&gt; is walking across your &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer_keyboard" title="Computer keyboard"&gt;computer keyboard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Literature&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Standards_Institution" title="British Standards Institution"&gt;British Standards Institution&lt;/a&gt; for its six-page specification (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BS_6008" title="BS 6008"&gt;BS 6008&lt;/a&gt;) of the proper way to make a cup of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tea" title="Tea"&gt;tea&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Safety Engineering&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Troy_Hurtubise" title="Troy Hurtubise"&gt;Troy Hurtubise&lt;/a&gt;, of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Bay%2C_Ontario" title="North Bay, Ontario"&gt;North Bay, Ontario&lt;/a&gt;, for developing and personally testing a suit of armor that is impervious to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grizzly_bears" title="Grizzly bears"&gt;grizzly bears&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to Harold Hillman of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_Surrey" title="University of Surrey"&gt;University of Surrey&lt;/a&gt;, England, for his report "The Possible Pain Experienced During Execution by Different Methods."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medicine&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=James_Johnston_%28tobacco%29&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="James Johnston (tobacco)"&gt;James Johnston&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R.J._Reynolds_Tobacco_Company" title="R.J. Reynolds Tobacco Company"&gt;R.J. Reynolds&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Joseph_Taddeo&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Joseph Taddeo"&gt;Joseph Taddeo&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/US_Smokeless_Tobacco" title="US Smokeless Tobacco"&gt;U.S. Tobacco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Andrew_Tisch&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Andrew Tisch"&gt;Andrew Tisch&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lorillard_Tobacco_Company" title="Lorillard Tobacco Company"&gt;Lorillard&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=William_Campbell_%28tobacco%29&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="William Campbell (tobacco)"&gt;William Campbell&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altria_Group" title="Altria Group"&gt;Philip Morris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Edward_A._Horrigan%2C_Jr.&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Edward A. Horrigan, Jr."&gt;Edward A. Horrigan&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liggett_Group" title="Liggett Group"&gt;Liggett Group&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Donald_S._Johnston&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Donald S. Johnston"&gt;Donald S. Johnston&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Tobacco_Company" title="American Tobacco Company"&gt;American Tobacco Company&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Thomas_E._Sandefur%2C_Jr.&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Thomas E. Sandefur, Jr."&gt;Thomas E. Sandefur, Jr.&lt;/a&gt;, chairman of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_%26_Williamson" title="Brown &amp;amp; Williamson"&gt;Brown and Williamson Tobacco Company&lt;/a&gt;, for their unshakable discovery, as testified to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Congress" title="United States Congress"&gt;U.S. Congress&lt;/a&gt;, that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicotine" title="Nicotine"&gt;nicotine&lt;/a&gt; is not addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt; - Presented to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politics_of_the_Republic_of_China" title="Politics of the Republic of China"&gt;Taiwan National Parliament&lt;/a&gt;, for demonstrating that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politicians" title="Politicians"&gt;politicians&lt;/a&gt; gain more by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legislative_violence" title="Legislative violence"&gt;punching, kicking and gouging each other&lt;/a&gt; than by waging war against other nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god these are hilarious and really does serve its purpose funny and then makes u think:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a list of all the people who have won these awards in their respective years and for what can be found in the flowing link&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Ig_Nobel_Prize_winners&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-1872629344447216874?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/1872629344447216874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=1872629344447216874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1872629344447216874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/1872629344447216874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/12/ig-noble.html' title='ig noble!!'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-6393831387114776420</id><published>2006-12-24T23:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:32:26.799+05:30</updated><title type='text'>story of someone elses life:day sixty seven</title><content type='html'>SIXty SEVen days..its bin sixty seven days since tht faithful nite..and now its 1Am  and i was on my way home..if u can call the abandoned school a home ..the cold cruel ice started to numb me..not tht it made much differnce ..and he fog was freezing and the ground slowly started to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RY69qqPQajI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ccufHZUK0Dk/s1600-h/329642787_ef96e40009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RY69qqPQajI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ccufHZUK0Dk/s320/329642787_ef96e40009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012151975900375602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; freeze..there was no one out...67 days its bin since i saw flickr of a soul in me 67 days its bin since i cld breathe the air like how a free man breaths. .my GOAl is wat kept me going...it was the only reason i was still in the hunt ..i was like and adrenaline junkie..tryin to get my hands on some &lt;b&gt;Epinephrine..its hard to live like this ....hOw dId it haPpen.wHy.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-6393831387114776420?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/6393831387114776420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=6393831387114776420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/6393831387114776420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/6393831387114776420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/12/story-of-someone-elses-lifeday-sixty.html' title='story of someone elses life:day sixty seven'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/RY69qqPQajI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ccufHZUK0Dk/s72-c/329642787_ef96e40009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-5317985655345133679</id><published>2006-12-22T20:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:20:55.162+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>white as snow</title><content type='html'>the struggles of 12th standard primarily jus sum upto to one single word jus one..&lt;br /&gt;college.sucks dont it..&lt;br /&gt;well it may not sum up everyhting..but in its essence..it does..i mean the only reason 12th is such a pain in the back side and on the neck(try getin tht bio text book of ours in to ur head ull know)&lt;br /&gt;well is ultimately get in to college then maybe a job and then a decnet life..tho this maynot particulary coincide with my intrests..it is the general opinion..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..the thing is college is jsu the next step..wat lies beyond  is AS WHITE AS SNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bank of snake milk(sahil),dinu(dinesh) , and  me rote somethin..we think in our funny little way tht .this is wat mite happen to us in say 10ish years time&lt;br /&gt;this list consists of students frm the bio class..lets see wat happens&lt;br /&gt;well first lets make some assumptions(everyone is happy and has  a job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dinesh-buried in a pile of books,working on sum new theory....we think he's gonna be this professor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;krithika -modern generally happy,but under heavy psychiatric treatment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;abhinaya-doctor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;same applies to sameep and bala(hehe bala mite start bips:P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baradwaj-mechanical eng for sure..he will surely have a very normal life..he stil plays footie like a god&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shiva-math prof,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swayambu-dunno but i think hell be fine..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;barat udaysuryan-defiantly  move out of the country study somethin(astro scientific gibbersih with arts)come back to India and do sumthin super important&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aditya nair-aimless even after ten years,(neutral consensus)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gilli-hardworking like his dad.some bio chemical stuff(still loves arguing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nari-eating beef,decent  job.still imitating sagar???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dhivya-no clue,none of us know her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;niru-hehe definetly married(a.v??or the girl he loves whatever married for sure)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shrudi-journalist(she says)....also under heavy psych treatment for her insecurities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ashna-awesome academics..but may not be interested in a carrier as such&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smithi-some entertaining job..lets hope she sticks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shweta-social activist:P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pooja-she'll study get awesome marks and then become a housewife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sagar-psychopath..good paying job,luxury of prime importance,our prediction may get married many times between 22-29 mite get divorced or kill spouse..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rajashree-blank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prithvi-eng with some musical thing on the side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dhanu-some happy happy joy joy job..hopefully gets paid..dunno watll happen..hope he fulfils his ambition(to lead a happy life)..random&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arijeet-:P no cahnce of normal life-&gt;he is benagali:P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VASANTHY MAM-VICE PRINCIPLE,SPECKS,WHITE HAIR,STILL THE SAME AWESOME TEACHER SHE IS..SHE'LL REMEMBER US..AND MITE BECOME THE BIO HEAD OF CBSE(we prayin for u mam)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some ppl for fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bishen ,bg-&gt;unless major circumstances like earth quake,death,tsunami,vrindha aunty interfering,they shall be married&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bishen-lawyer intern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bg-wife of lawyer intern ans sum humanities course&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;priya-still flinging arnd.playing to win,hard working ambitious,(fastest indian ..reached a hundred yet??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arun-dog eat dog life,advertising,still making decent music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;akshay-all tht food u eat is gonna get u ecoli or sumthin:P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;candy-something scientific(Aero)...still antisocial.hopefilly will find a girl (maybe hell open  up to her??)..hehe still creativly destructive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chubby-??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;manav-??????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tariq-still doin some design stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baba-advertising king:P..still awesome human being&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pati-will win atleast one pet show,pls join theatre some sane job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pl-hehe will start fake jeans company(P.Lee)hehe ..some eng related life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;v.k-after shixth attemp ..hehe still attemptin iit(touchpeice)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;govind-doing extreamly well in life..vedantha guru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hrushita-bruuey..hopfully becomes master cook...prob b.arch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten years frm today..i wonder if ill ever know how my amtes have turned out??&lt;br /&gt;the future definelty as white as snow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-5317985655345133679?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/5317985655345133679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-76430296904637634</id><published>2006-11-24T22:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:40:45.782+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contd of sex buddy'/><title type='text'>buddy??</title><content type='html'>as it seems frm the look of the recent posts..o jus seem content with ritin ...two lined posts...ahh well...it was a mood...but the thing is this post was ritten in a mood were the influx of testosterone was really high..i mean..there are somethings...tht a 16 yr old such as myself.....we can all dream cant we:D(in realtion with sex buddy)&lt;br /&gt;...but the thing is there is no logical way u can get hurt in this way..at least if u think logically..i mean its just physical..so unless the "significant other"decids to castrate u ..u really arent much danger...&lt;br /&gt;hurt ,pain,hate,,,they are emotionally realted...so why feell sumthin thts gonna let u down..wen the end cant be good...ive bin hurt...ive grown more detached each time..its hurts less...but then wats the point..i mean why go thru the whole thing if ur jus gonna get..detached... the thing is  wen u are in a skl "realtionship" there really isnt any meaning to it...heck i think most relationships lack meaning..but the truth and this sucks...men atleast the hetrosexual ones&lt;br /&gt;MEN like WOMEN..&lt;br /&gt;and women are frm a different planet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-76430296904637634?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/76430296904637634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-341896086270101917?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/341896086270101917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=341896086270101917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/341896086270101917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/341896086270101917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/11/sex-buddy.html' title='sex buddy!!!'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-3300636489946091282</id><published>2006-11-15T22:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:09:04.432+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmf'/><title type='text'>nicest guy!!</title><content type='html'>being nice doesnt get u anyware...&lt;br /&gt;to understand my highly irritable mood right now...is not understandable...i dont like this..i dont feel like talkin...and i have to many negative thots..i need to get rid of them                                 dhananjai hari: i can feel an antisocial mood comin on for me&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: ayoo&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari:&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: why?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ive bin expectin him&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: so whts gonna hapen?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: its abt time i think&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: why?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: dunno each one is different&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: why does he have to come?&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: why this time?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i treat them all as unique individuals&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: dunno ..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: it feels right i hope it hits me soon&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: and get ova with it.. i suppose&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: whats he gonna do to ya?&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: I'm very apprehensive of these guys&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: u make them sound evil..&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: like I'm kunjum scared of the angry furious dhanu&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: hehe i ve lost so many capabilities&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ,,,havnt bin angry in a long&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: time&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: cried no..not since germany lost the world cupin 2002&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: whoaaaa&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ive become tolerent ,... more understandin&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: dhanuuuu&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: and very passive toward  agression&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: I'm impressed&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: maybe too passive for my likin&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: yeah..isn't it kunjam unnatural?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: what&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ???&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: which..&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: not having any negative emotions?&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: I'm ur so happy&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: hehe im nearly close to being the most perfect human being on earth(hehe thts&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: i mean*&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: cocky me talkin)&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: im not always happy...&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: jus...not always sad&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: yeah,but never angry???&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: or really sad?&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ya weird ive bin angry....ive hit a fellow human being in the past 2 yrs...but not really intentionaly jus lost it tht day&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hahaha,the scales of ur emotions are tilted to the happy emotions!&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ive bin relaly sad....jus didnt last for too long...dont let it last for too long rather..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari:&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: =)&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i think happy...most of the time..i think..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: so,...wen i get down..i  always have jueey!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hehe&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: THE ONLY THING THT LOVES ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: juuuey forever&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: oh comon,lotsa ppl probably love you as much as u love them&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: yay&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i dont love anyone&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i wish i did..cld..will..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: .i hope soon tho..i really want to feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: ahh don't worry&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: will happen&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: u've got lots of love to give&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: someone's gonna come along&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: hmmmf&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i like satanism&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i have to become a part of it..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: dunno how..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: i went to their web site&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: change of suuuuubjectttt*sing song voice*&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: lol,like it that much?????&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: yes...&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: u have to take a test an all..cos theyw ant only distinguished..i mean suited individuals&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: who believe in the policies&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: choos choosy&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ..ya...&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: but its kk1!!i like their principles...i jus follow them...witout...&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: before i knew it..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: so this is like jus a conformation&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: so cool&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: I'm so happy my test led u to ur true  religion&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: hehe..yay&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: u really are quite suited to it&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: funny nah&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: why thank u!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: THE ULTIMATE GOOD GUY IS LED TO SATANISM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: hehe nice one&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: actually it just sounds scary&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: satanism i mean&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: ya...has nothin to do with him tho..&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: anton levey jus likes the word i suppose&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hehe*hug* ur one of the nicest peple  i know&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: dunno wat to say to tht&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: ah u dont have to say anything chil&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: d&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: k!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: hehe&lt;br /&gt;dhananjai hari: im off!!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM OKAY IM EDITING THIS ON THE 19th     OF NOVEMBER   &lt;br /&gt;thing is tht day when i posted this i was in a really bad mood...im not anymore and i suppose...i shld say somethin...i really do love being the nicest guy...for sum odd reason..it gives me happiness..the tthing is tht day..i thot wats the point..i  reallly felt cheated..tht day...but then i suppose good things happen to ppl ..and bad things...i jus really didnt no wat was happenin..and tht convo really doesnt say much...but it was somethin....i really really love beig a nice guy...and im sure some day itll get me some were...jus not on tht day:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-3300636489946091282?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/3300636489946091282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=3300636489946091282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/3300636489946091282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/3300636489946091282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/11/nicest-guy.html' title='nicest guy!!'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116282651981713636</id><published>2006-11-06T20:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:08.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>distracted</title><content type='html'>its true..i am highly distracted..i am always distracted and according to Vasanthy mam'.. "when are u not distracted"&lt;br /&gt;i am so distracted it s like i am concentrating on being distracted...simple things...rather any thing can distract me ...i mean here i am..doing something and even if i see the sight of something that resembles a football i have a strong urge to go kick it...now some would this is due to my love of football and other similar spherical objects but i think,..even though i love football i am generally nearly always but not always distracted...&lt;br /&gt;if i am studying i can figure out a hundred better things to do with that time..if i am doing some thing on the comp i can figure out maybe another 99 better things to do with that time...the infinite reaches of my "distractability" is well.....largely infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being distracted is the ability ,well the knack of being able to be highly focused or concentrated on a particular thing and miss completely&lt;br /&gt;...i suggest that any day is suitable for this..&lt;br /&gt;that first part is quite easy.as u can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;its simply requires  one not to give something  all of the required attention for a certain specific amount of time.but instead do not give it any attention at all..&lt;br /&gt;now u can see were the difficulty lies*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;being distracted is highly useful..&lt;br /&gt;it helps appreciate the simpler things in life..like Pink Floyd ..Led Zeppelin..Black   Sabbath ,,Iron Maiden .(NOTE:THE EFFORT IN CAPPING THOSE FIRST LETTERS):D ...simple things like ahhh flower..or oh.oh.oh how blue the sky is...and not thinking about certain people u wish u were thinking about ....&lt;br /&gt;being distracted..is in fact one of the most entertaining things in the world ..in fact it is SOMETIMES RATED more entertaining  than sex, or an intriguing  game of   "i hate u"..will u bitch about me behind my back???. &lt;br /&gt;--by some very oddly shaped things called homo sapient.(they are mad bunch of toons those humans .seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;being distracted rocks***&lt;br /&gt;POSTED IN THE INTEREST OF DISTRACTING EVERYONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;Dhanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE:THR R RDLY NY TYPOS IN T'IS PASSAGEE).(long live mozzilaaa)&lt;br /&gt;man i am going back to short hand this is too much work..besides it really isn't my style&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116282651981713636?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116282651981713636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116282651981713636' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116282651981713636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116231506172484808?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116231506172484808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116231506172484808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116231506172484808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116231506172484808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-little-meghna.html' title='for little meghna'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116219106109500410</id><published>2006-10-30T12:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:08.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>me..anti me wha ??who???u know..</title><content type='html'>well tht title didnt make much sense but thts exactly wat this blog is...&lt;br /&gt;its my anti me....&lt;br /&gt;yes my anti me&lt;br /&gt;i mean it hardly anythin like me...if two worlds of the same polarity eva collided then it wld metaphoricaly depict the situation if u met me and my blog...&lt;br /&gt;my blog tenderly and affectionalty name "jueey"&lt;br /&gt;well here is the big news my blog is soo not meeee (college girl style)&lt;br /&gt;..i mean in jueey ..i the anti me rite about his feelings and stuff(now im tryin to confuse u..rather he is( ahhhhh!!does this make sense???)&lt;br /&gt;well okay stickin to one form of tense now..&lt;br /&gt;well i dhananjai the master of jueey rites:&lt;br /&gt;i rite stuff in this blog stuff i neva tell ppl&lt;br /&gt;i hardly share my emotions ...im kinna selfish tht way..but id sahre a candy bar in an instant and mind u i love candy bars...&lt;br /&gt;but my emotions.hehe&lt;br /&gt;u really have to be like the best thing in the world to experience tht..and then i bore tht person to near and certain death so,,,thts wen things get ugly and well i kinna stop..its happend:P&lt;br /&gt;but its tru this blog has helped me tell stuff tht iwldnt tell normaly ..but then  i go around publishin my thoughts  in a nearly public background(i mean wat stops frm readin my blog unless it bores u)..&lt;br /&gt;so this blog is the anti me..the uncharacterstic mee..the more or less the deep dish side of me..cos normaly im jus light hearted..and dancin and foolin arnd ..&lt;br /&gt;but this blog errr yeesh so different ...so its my antti me..wonder if i will ever grow im still 5 foot 9 nearly 10 but still 9*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116219106109500410?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116219106109500410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116219106109500410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116219106109500410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116219106109500410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/meanti-me-wha-whou-know.html' title='me..anti me wha ??who???u know..'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116215615716271415</id><published>2006-10-30T02:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:08.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>h2g2</title><content type='html'>i love everythin abt it,,&lt;br /&gt;long live this work of genius,,,ma tribute to mister adams and his wrks&lt;br /&gt;may his soul rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;42.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116215615716271415?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116215615716271415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116215615716271415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116215615716271415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116215615716271415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/h2g2.html' title='h2g2'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116215555701009254</id><published>2006-10-30T02:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:08.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>field 4 position:D</title><content type='html'>life is a jueey it really is dunno wat id do without tht phrase its helpd me do so much wiht my life..it keeps me happy ,healthy and optimistic..i kow jueey is actually not a reall word but its betta than bein stuck in FIELD4  position ...lyin on ya bed and jus thinkin...abt certain things tht u wish u wernt thinkin abt /but for me its the second time and oddly enf im gettin betta at this...im takin it well..much to my very onwn surprisee hahahaha.ive gtrown as a human being..and yes i ahve grown otha wise as well..ive nearly 5 feet 10 inches yipty dooo..&lt;br /&gt;sometime u gota love em sometimes u jus gotta hate emm&lt;br /&gt;this post doesnt actually mean anythin in particular jus  a bunch of random thoughts tht meant somethin to me ,,for a while at least...so in memory of what happend i wanted to blog it ,,so 25 yrs later i can think and laught abt the whole thin.gloat maybe and basically enjoy the memory...life is a jueey..and sometimes u jus gotta hate the word "friend"&lt;br /&gt;ya really do...but u know wat...it s betta havin them in ya life than not...so if friends is all u get,,then thts all u can take and ..maybe cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;for one thin,,,ive grown,,,and my shell is nearly crackin...&lt;br /&gt;its bin gr8 ,,,leavin room only for betta things to come:D&lt;br /&gt;life is a jueey..&lt;br /&gt;Ritten Sincearly With No Thoughts In Mind&lt;br /&gt;And  Really Clueless And Lost ,,,,,But Gettin THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTICE HOW BEUTIFULLY "CAPITALIZED"  THE FIRST LETTER OF EVRY WORD IN THT PREVIOUS SENTENCE IS:D )&lt;br /&gt;dman &lt;br /&gt;dhanu,dhananjai&lt;br /&gt;and once known as snizzly bear&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;jus hope things go back to bein gr8&lt;br /&gt;YIPTY DOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116215555701009254?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116215555701009254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116215555701009254' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116215555701009254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best speech ever&lt;br /&gt;frm one of the best movies ever this the wordings itsbrilliant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116086079274439194?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116086079274439194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116086079274439194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116086079274439194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116086079274439194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/v-speech-best-speech-ever-frm-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116085801460177679</id><published>2006-10-15T02:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.829+05:30</updated><title type='text'>pillai .. his true form</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/PA140327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/PA140327.jpg" alt="" 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dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116085745332988414</id><published>2006-10-15T01:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.727+05:30</updated><title type='text'>somebody else's life part 2 :still not gettin anyware</title><content type='html'>i woke up . at last. dunno no how long i was out..a day . a week .there was no way of tellin&lt;br /&gt;cldnt remeber .  why was i nex t to this river. why was the river exactly the wrong shade of red. why was i iin this sudden shroud of misery ,darkness,anxt , and then a chilll ran over me..didnt know wat it was , green .i cld see the colour green yes.(it shld mean sumthin i figured) cld see it clearly  see it in the bright full moon sky,, neatly snuggled to the side of the tree ,green like a cats eyes..and then i found my self carin. cryin. it hit me like a bolt i was here before i had done this the river was red .. i knew why it because it was filled with the blood of the dead&lt;br /&gt;and it was in this river tht everythin wld fade to black .again and again.. shld have ..it didnt .. i remember everythin ..nothin was rite everythin was rong...obviously&lt;br /&gt;i loved her ..why did i do it&lt;br /&gt;.why did i kill ..her!! did i kill her?? and i thought to myself ..its time i had tht morphine ..&lt;br /&gt;my head was hurtin .. it was the only thin keepin me sane ...arghhhhh the pain.. i was spiralin...&lt;br /&gt;my head it was like ...&lt;br /&gt;close very close ,, my head was like a tea cup......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116085745332988414?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116085745332988414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116085745332988414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116085745332988414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116085745332988414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/somebody-elses-life-part-2-still-not.html' title='somebody else&apos;s life part 2 :still not gettin anyware'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116050161337766446</id><published>2006-10-10T22:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.652+05:30</updated><title type='text'>pillai!!!ahh my hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/the%20pillai%20lane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/the%20pillai%20lane.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/here%20we%20are%20showin%20our%20love%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/here%20we%20are%20showin%20our%20love%20again.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                         a cross of shekar and our sathya we get pillai&lt;br /&gt;charmin, the subject expert(physics ;he calls himself tht),and highly bisexual&lt;br /&gt;pillai sir is truly one of my favourite teachers&lt;br /&gt;he is the best&lt;br /&gt;long live is his class time antics ,the jokes he cracks and his notes god knows wat i wld a hve done without his notes&lt;br /&gt;more than the notes its the time we have in his class tht is reall cool&lt;br /&gt;he is always goin down once in a while to romance with his wife ..comes backsmellin of some fish tht his wife cooks&lt;br /&gt;(she cooks brilliantly we can smell it in class and all we wanna do is go to mehal:p)&lt;br /&gt;the best abt pillai sirs class is the fact tht we have a huge amt of fun weather it is after or durin&lt;br /&gt;or afta class&lt;br /&gt;like today my driver set the scene ..he kept blinkin the cars lights make the roads look like a bloddy disco and sharan and i kept dancin to all the "kuth"tht kept playin on the radio&lt;br /&gt;we bunk go try out all the cheap eatries in town ,,&lt;br /&gt;my !!!the places we find ..awesome&lt;br /&gt;once we replaced his marker witha  permanent variety and achieved the results exactly oposite of those tht he wanted ...man the time he spent tryin to rub it off(hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;his "realtionship"with bishen is even more spl thn the one he cherishes&lt;br /&gt;my pillai we salute to u&lt;br /&gt;if it werent fore the  tuweesday and thrushdays wld neva be the same:P&lt;br /&gt;long live pillai and the 8-30 to 9-30 batch&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116050161337766446?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116050161337766446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116050161337766446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116050161337766446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/116050161337766446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/10/pillaiahh-my-hero.html' title='pillai!!!ahh my hero'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-116031963504710729</id><published>2006-10-08T20:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.578+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The CVians at Reverbs 2006 - Western Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=1036305797564585043&amp;amp;hl=en" style="width:400px; height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr/&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;the song that rocked the culturals.. and has become an anthem.. ladies and gentlemen , 45 degrees !&lt;br /&gt;hey ppl this was the song tht i was talkin abt in the previous post and thanks to couple of guys i finally have the vedio&lt;br /&gt;...too bad the other song wasnt recorded a very nice one tht &lt;br /&gt;anyway enjoy i know i sure as hell did&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-116031963504710729?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/116031963504710729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=116031963504710729' title='4 Comments'/><link 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life part1</title><content type='html'>it close.. very close ..my head was like a  tea cup.. a torment of torrenting toughts .like a storm it was close.brewing  ever so slowly yet ever so dangerously  .arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !@#k damn the!#@4 ahhhhhhhhh. screamin not new in or to  my head .personally im gettin quiet tired&lt;br /&gt;of it.....&lt;br /&gt;there was nothin left to hang on to it was over.it was all over . the only thing tht made me realise tht this wasnt a dream is wen the i hit the ground .it felt clear ohh all so clear and evryting  jsu fit into place .like a million peace jig saw of the sky come togetther finaly it jus fell into place ..I FELL into place.rite were i belonged ..i already smelled like one of the dead ..haha it was all over .finaly.&lt;br /&gt;evrythin went black there was nothin more left foe me to hang on to ..and there it was tht last eyelid jus closin tick ...tick....tick&lt;br /&gt;i was done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115899588982771717?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/115899588982771717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=115899588982771717' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115899588982771717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115899588982771717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/09/story-of-somebody-elses-life-part1.html' title='story of somebody elses life part1'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115850984315259673</id><published>2006-09-17T21:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.422+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ya baby we sure rocked tht won!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/DSC00136.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/400/DSC00136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts us winnin aahh we did rock tht show&lt;br /&gt;   in my skl life there are few things tht ill truly treasure .... i mean im not outa skl yet but its not like i have all my life remainin  but this 1 is so spl to me and maybe a little more to arun sarkar .. but its spl all the same&lt;br /&gt;i mean ..sry back to what i was thikin of ..REVERBERATIONS 07     oh ya  shagooooooo!!(hehe ) we really won tht one we came first .numero uno. our skl was placed first and we sure as hell deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;with arun the star more or less(personal note in case i eva forget this chap{unlikely:})he wld a loved all tht attention:P&lt;br /&gt;any way we one the whole god damn thin it was so fuckin brill.&lt;br /&gt;evry event our name was in the top three&lt;br /&gt;and most of all the events i think ill neva forget mine and aruns performence in the western music event&lt;br /&gt;i mean it was the best ..2 of us on stage and banned frm doin the event (stupid princy )i bunked skl ..and we hadnt even registered for the evnt until like an hour before the event&lt;br /&gt;so here we are in the middle of the audi out side the gates lookin like a bunch of bohemian artsits in uniform jammin away on our guitars&lt;br /&gt;..and the judges givin us this  look and walkin in ..(we new the band unwind buddies)..so here we are thinkin of wat to do..i mean i was so rusty on the guitar and here we were keepin things on the siimple side of complicated .&lt;br /&gt;we played 2 songs and i cant believe the reception we got frm the crowd the first one was i brain child of aruns somethin we made a medley of jimi dear and extreme it souded good and man the crowd went wild for tht one woah baby shagooooooooooooooooooooo... the second was somethin iw as beggin arun to play for a while now  a chord progression tht our guitar tutor joshua taught us .. and  he used to make a song for his girl ..anyway tht came out even betta and the whole crowd was dancin to our tune ..man they treally loved us ..i really can t explain this experience in wrds u ahve to get into my head..&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh the elation of my mind everytime i think abt it ..feels incredible&lt;br /&gt;finally wen they anounced out names as the overall winners we all ra on stage and nearly knockd down ygb vikram and unikrishnan man we ad a balst ,,&lt;br /&gt;i stilll have the trophy hehe didnt bother returnin it to skl.. i thik i shld tho :P&lt;br /&gt;...shall take a pic of it and then do it . our batch 2006-07 rocks we are the masters of cults truly we also won orca  too bad we break up by the end of this yr ..who knows we mite neva eva be forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;oh our performence was shot on vedio by some nice bloke if i eva get my hands on it im gonan blog it babt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115850984315259673?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115846754141552101</id><published>2006-09-17T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.341+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;my god !!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/AbndgwfG22k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/AbndgwfG22k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;sheesh u know there are so many face less guitarists in the world but my lord if u can play like this guy ...my nobody will eva forget u...bein a guitarist myself woah baby this guy is amzin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115773417899885408</id><published>2006-09-08T22:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.247+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my little cuz vanni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/P8280017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/P8280017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin my cutie  !!! and god know s were she learned to do tht&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/P8300056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/P8300056.jpg" alt="" 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/28741111-115773417899885408?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/115773417899885408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=115773417899885408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115773417899885408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://youtube.com/v/ZqGSA4n3kMo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;you'll get super toned abs after watching this...u'll laugh SOO much!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: eeeeeeeeeeef you come today...NONO! it's tooo bad!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: ::&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: and EEEF you say say MAaarning!!&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: NONO!!that is not good..Daaaarlnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: WHAT did you say???&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;sona ranjit: its okay...you fix the time..tickticktciticktick&lt;br /&gt;wat ay song ..hilarious jus cant get over it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115472210835706957?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/115472210835706957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=115472210835706957' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115472210835706957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115472210835706957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/08/eef-you-come-today-youll-get-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115463048825619754</id><published>2006-08-04T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liars(part 1)&lt;br /&gt;liars ,liars,liars(chaos and screamin women)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the symphony of phony has begun&lt;br /&gt;take your seats ladies and gentle men&lt;br /&gt;forgive me&lt;br /&gt;its time to pay our respects to the execution of hypocracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying colts decieving frauds&lt;br /&gt;shake up a cold in black and white&lt;br /&gt;kill for money and destroy for gold&lt;br /&gt; this must end now&lt;br /&gt;youve reached the last stop&lt;br /&gt;see the belly of fire&lt;br /&gt;this is hell the last stop&lt;br /&gt;kill em all (hahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115463048825619754?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/115463048825619754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=115463048825619754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115463048825619754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115463048825619754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/08/liarspart-1-liars-liarsliarschaos-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115143264469460486</id><published>2006-06-27T23:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:07.002+05:30</updated><title type='text'>we need a revolution</title><content type='html'>(this was originally meant for cvians.com but i didnt have the patience to wait for tariqs reply so..)&lt;br /&gt;IM sick of all the puppets&lt;br /&gt;and  i mean tht quite litrelaly(sry  abt the spellins)&lt;br /&gt;its wat all our school leaders are.(sry no offence, but really face it , its wat u are)  and the fact tht we cldnt choose thos f***kin puppets makes this post filled with more resentment than ever b fore&lt;br /&gt;actually if i eva look back at this id laugh(i hope.. or look back dissapointed tht it didnt make an impact)&lt;br /&gt;but right now it is very dear to my heart and the fact is WE ARE IN THE 12TH  wat the f**k are we doin in skl.its all we seem to do we jus sit like mindless , motionless inanitmate objects&lt;br /&gt;listenin to sum usless teacher yappin on and on abt useless stuff tht we will actually neva use in our f**kin lives&lt;br /&gt;we need some first hand experience, we need to get  out thr and do sumthin&lt;br /&gt;we need to go for culturals evnts ,tounaments.. expose ourselves to the arts and sciences&lt;br /&gt;we a re kids aftaall&lt;br /&gt;think abt it&lt;br /&gt;they say"lets give the 9th and 10th guys a chance "i say screw u ..were was this opportunity wen we were int he 9 th and 10th(i went .. but b sides the point)&lt;br /&gt;fact of the matta is this is our last year we need to do as much as we can to actually trreasure it&lt;br /&gt;i say if our so called"puppets" cant do jack&lt;br /&gt;then it is up to us .. the students . the ppl . the students . the true body of the skl&lt;br /&gt;get them to know how we think ... rather how we shld be thinkin&lt;br /&gt;lets start a revolutioN&lt;br /&gt;ITS ABOUT TIME .&lt;br /&gt;wat has our skl done for us to remember to ACTUALLY  remember this crucial yr&lt;br /&gt;..Copyin the skl system of SBOA and DAV(with those stupid pointless weekly tests)&lt;br /&gt;and THEN WE call OURSELVES "THE  SKL WITH A F**KIN DIFFERNECE" I SAY FUCK U&lt;br /&gt;its abt time&lt;br /&gt;it s wat we need .its wat the  future of skl needs. it needs liberation&lt;br /&gt;OUR SKL needS a REVOLUTION&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115143264469460486?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-115056648179631859</id><published>2006-06-17T23:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:06.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the people passtime</title><content type='html'>life is al abt the simple thinks(and tht is not a spellin mistake)&lt;br /&gt;an aquarian  neva finds a way or time  to get bored. u are always doin sumthin&lt;br /&gt;for one aquarians generlly love to analyse ppl .more than tht it is awesome fun&lt;br /&gt;wen i first meet sumone its jus observin(unless im feelin oblivious to the wrld then evn if adrinna lima was in frnt of em i wldnt notice.............. but id propably be hinkkin of her:P) body language , character and general tone on life&lt;br /&gt;for instance if sumone  say the sentence"life is so borin" then tht person is  propably borin..and  so unimaginative and not doin sumthin abt it(ur givin off if err ..ur jus sake of sayin it)&lt;br /&gt;but ofcourse this is my head so wateva happens in thr be longs to me. since i dont like the idea of passin judgement on sumone until i actually know them welll enf ..i observe them and then decide if it is wrth it or not.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;( i do this to avoid bordom and keep my mind occupied .... rest of the time its all abt the present ...  my policy is to live and let live .. wateva is meant to happen wiilll happen u jus got to have sum contrl ova tht or jus totaly let go)its good fun analysin ppl , assesing(sry donno tht spellin) wat  they mean to u , how they can be useful in ur life, is wrth havin them arnd ,  are the gonna be  part of ur future or the present or will they be good memories after sumtime or  are they wrth discardin or to be used as toools   .any of these options will always impact ur life and knowin whom to have arnd is always important. it always makes chosin friends easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part abt all this&lt;br /&gt;is u can neva get bored ...after all its ya mind .. and wen alone with ya thoughts it can go wild&lt;br /&gt;make up stories abt thes pplwho may or may not mean anythin to u&lt;br /&gt;make it so real in ya  mind tht at one point u start feelin love anger hate and joy at different parts of ya stry&lt;br /&gt;for example once  i was thinkin of somethin sagar had said to me and then suddenly he was in my head so i started the sagar stry which ended up with me beatin the day lights out of him:P&lt;br /&gt;but of course in real life (he is going to the gym an alll makes me wonder if he is umm well neva mind) i wld neva do a thing like tht&lt;br /&gt;with such imagination and so many ppl to wonder abt . wat they are doin . wat they mite be thinkin .. wat is happenin . livin in ya own imagination ,, i always wonder  how life cld eva get borin???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-115056648179631859?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/115056648179631859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=115056648179631859' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115056648179631859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/115056648179631859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/06/people-passtime.html' title='the people passtime'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-114942872252413827</id><published>2006-06-04T19:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:06.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>detached!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/200/images.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel like the lady in sex and the city rittin down my emotions of the day(thanks to a friend i actually sat down for 2 episodes .not bad i must say)anyway wat ir eally wanted to rite abt is this feeling of detachment&lt;br /&gt;its brilliant really and i think its an aquarian thing jus ask candy:P&lt;br /&gt;detachment it is jus the emotion of being emotionless a feeling of no feeling .comfortably numb.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i cldnt care less if an ex was goin out with anyone it wldnt matta if  a best friend left town (thing abt being detached u tend not to have a best friend jus a couple of good friends) or if an aquiantice died (little extreme but its kinna tru)&lt;br /&gt;but uknow sumthin this s jus the upside of detachment .hehe the funny thing is tht it is also the downside&lt;br /&gt;but me bein optimist i guess i tend to look at the first option but im obliged to explaint he latter how eva tht is spelt (this whole blog is filled with spellin mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;it s this very detachment tht keeps u frm gettin close to anyone i guess it is a protective measure but its the truth fortunately im an optomist yay!&lt;br /&gt;it keeps u frm belongin to sumthin but always keeps u longin in a weird sense but tht is only on one of ur lonlier days but yet its tru&lt;br /&gt;one thin i aprreciate is the armed forces they must be the most detached ppl towards their families yet so attached to their country and for tht kudos my brothers in arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-114942872252413827?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/114942872252413827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=114942872252413827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/114942872252413827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/114942872252413827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/2006/06/detached_114942872252413827.html' title='detached!!'/><author><name>Dhananjai or dhanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17545331906352467933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dnp-t8TMRig/SNqZQZy7d1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uGHrqCOsC5s/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741111.post-114926886212852176</id><published>2006-06-02T22:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:41:06.595+05:30</updated><title type='text'>chennai seriously!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/1600/chennai1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3017/3049/320/chennai1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neva liked the name chennai eva since they changed it frm madras&lt;br /&gt;its neva bin the same sumthin doesnt click&lt;br /&gt;it was this posh thing madras . later with the help with one  of my more philsophical friends it got changed to madrascal&lt;br /&gt;chennai :thnk abt it chennai 32 for the olympics it jus doesnt fit howeva&lt;br /&gt;madras 36 sounds semi decent&lt;br /&gt;the name madrascal is so fit for this city i hope they dont change it this tho .(prefer it to chennai):)&lt;br /&gt;funny thin it still hasnt sunk in to half of madras ,tht this city is called chennai.&lt;br /&gt;i remember on a very faithful nite listenin to beautiful music parikrama and led zepplica they asked us if wanted the be addresd as the crowd off iit-madras or iit-chennai .i think i heard an uninimous reply of"iit-madras"it jus sent a feelin of  warmth acrss me(also the fact tht thr was 6500 ppl pushin me against the baricade)but still .. for those who b long to the era when chennai was madras i think itll always be madras to them.&lt;br /&gt;long live madrascal:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-114926886212852176?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/114926886212852176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=114926886212852176' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/114926886212852176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/114926886212852176'/><link 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alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woah !!&lt;br /&gt;tht is a big ball dont ya think&lt;br /&gt;funny this ball can do more than a huge parade of politicians and diplomats and all thos other tics&lt;br /&gt;. life in an 8 inch diameter im all for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28741111-114858222096374878?l=lifeisajueey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisajueey.blogspot.com/feeds/114858222096374878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28741111&amp;postID=114858222096374878' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28741111/posts/default/114858222096374878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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