<?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-25301532</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:26:15.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am.....</title><subtitle type='html'>This is me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.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-25301532.post-5448063886329085196</id><published>2009-03-09T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:02:46.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And...</title><content type='html'>So we met the third time already or fourth may be. And i like to start off as if i've already bragged about all this. But then its strange 'coz 1) its not been xpected. 2) its charming in its own particular ways. Charming to the extent that it makes me smile, like for no particular reason at all. Its a kinda commitment without actually having one, yet atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like abhishek in this one.(while its so much supposed to be like hrithik in the same one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uJaNSl9j-c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uJaNSl9j-c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a1d9c8b218674b3e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da1d9c8b218674b3e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D342723CF3CDDE879A1C42E7E44A03321FB089C41.55BC1345AC0EE3B3184F8FC71C3B88BE2ABFF94E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da1d9c8b218674b3e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DegjvI4DYaoRetkI8vZ5A5MOZj_w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da1d9c8b218674b3e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D342723CF3CDDE879A1C42E7E44A03321FB089C41.55BC1345AC0EE3B3184F8FC71C3B88BE2ABFF94E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da1d9c8b218674b3e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DegjvI4DYaoRetkI8vZ5A5MOZj_w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it happen dat i so wanna be like frens but cant be? Why would silence jus overtake when its not even not supposed to ride? why cant we be like we've been schoolbuddies? how much time will it take for that matter? why cant i hold her hand? why cant i tell her dat i've already been missing her? Why ,how and what in the world makes me feel kinda shy, not exactly but still, when i simply see no reason for it or even am I? Why m i kinda scared, well not exactly bt still? May b i m js concerned i dont make her feel conscious or smthing and js let her be. Should i make her read this?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;All i know is i m having fun.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-5448063886329085196?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a1d9c8b218674b3e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/5448063886329085196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=5448063886329085196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5448063886329085196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5448063886329085196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2009/03/and.html' title='And...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8390590157629213860</id><published>2008-12-31T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:12:56.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insult...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;insult&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;–verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;1. to treat or speak to insolently or with contemptuous rudeness; affront.&lt;br /&gt;2. to affect as an affront; offend or demean.&lt;br /&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;3.an insolent or contemptuously rude action or remark; affront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now understanding that insult is a very common word, the question here remains, how could one ever insult a missed call or a sms.??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals i tell u....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-8390590157629213860?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8390590157629213860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8390590157629213860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8390590157629213860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8390590157629213860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/insult.html' title='Insult...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-4400908989751803691</id><published>2008-12-31T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:15:23.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6CTz93LI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OIq10WfwHcM/s1600-h/400_F_7973703_SKSolqmDWhBlmmzOihDPCzWi1Fo2uiPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299745041604795570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6CTz93LI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OIq10WfwHcM/s200/400_F_7973703_SKSolqmDWhBlmmzOihDPCzWi1Fo2uiPC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So its here.. the next one ... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2009"&gt;2009&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What so special about it, well nothing as such. Its more like just another 'new year'. But then the fact remains new years in themselves are too special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are so many things i come up with to be done up with in the next 52 odd weeks - Things long pending, things long thought off, and offcourse some out-of-the-way stuff i'd wanna do for the sake of them...&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna write each one of them right here, but on second thoughts, i 'd rather actually do all the stuff at different time of the year that is, and write back @ it that i was gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hate to admit - i seriously dont have some good concreate plan like i had the last few years now, for this one. Still worse i just cant one good reason why theres no plan as yet at all...?&lt;br /&gt;I guess this 'new year' aint too special except that its new specifically after most of us have seen The Millenium year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the year to come, 2009, sure is gonna be special in its own different charming ways....&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things to look forward, for sure. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6NwDPtSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vI6idUCoBuk/s1600-h/ist2_4927064-happy-new-year-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299745238163633442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6NwDPtSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vI6idUCoBuk/s200/ist2_4927064-happy-new-year-2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New thing this year, will start trying to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;write in hindi...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here to the coming years and the moments therein...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lamhe beetate hai, beet te hai kal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;kal ki kai ladio se beet jaate hai kai se vo pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ki sambhaal rakhna unhe yun amaanat sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aur jataate vo mol apne beet jaane ke baad hi sahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ehsaas ye dilate ke vo fir nahi aayenge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;par bhejenge apne se hi kisi aur ko&lt;br /&gt;Vo koi aur jo bas agle hi pal nahi rahenge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;rahni hai bas bin pure hue vaade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;atal se iraade aur anginat si yaade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yaade jo samete hai apni hi si zindagi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Zindagi jo lagti hai khwab si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Khwab jo hai hamesha se tute se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Is ummeed me ke bas agla hi pal unhe pure karne ki khabar le kar aayega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx8YBWjNTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r4JUL-23GG4/s1600-h/Happy_New_Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299747613629953330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx8YBWjNTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r4JUL-23GG4/s200/Happy_New_Year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Intezaar hai muje har us agle pal ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;jo layega mere liye ye khabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;aur layega har khushi jo maine kabhi b chahi ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;apne lie, apne apno ke lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;chahi hai har vo chahat jo puri honi hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;aaj nahi to kal, is nahi to agle pal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Jaane kyun dil chahta hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;vo pal bas yahi ho,ya iske baad vala hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;intezaar se oob sa gaya, khushio ke khwabon me doob sa gaya,&lt;br /&gt;paar karta hua har manzar har vaar, har mahina har saal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ek gaya ek aaya, laakar ummeed kuch aise nayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6TDggdII/AAAAAAAAAHU/U8Q-ktXx-XQ/s1600-h/untitled+0.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299745329285985410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6TDggdII/AAAAAAAAAHU/U8Q-ktXx-XQ/s200/untitled+0.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;kya khas hai is vale me siva iske ke vo hai abi bas naya sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;kiya jab pura ek aur saal, to chahe bas yehi ki vo pal bas yahi ho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ya iske baad vala hi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ya fir ye ke sula de mujhe zindagi kuch is tarah se ki le aaye bhor hi us pal ki khabar maddham si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aur kar de samay ki chaal tab tak bas tham si, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya kuch aisi kam si, ke ehsaas hi na ho us pal ki gairmauzudgi ya uske intezaar ka...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year,&lt;br /&gt;Himanshu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-4400908989751803691?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/4400908989751803691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=4400908989751803691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/4400908989751803691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/4400908989751803691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SYx6CTz93LI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OIq10WfwHcM/s72-c/400_F_7973703_SKSolqmDWhBlmmzOihDPCzWi1Fo2uiPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-470906794165860191</id><published>2008-12-29T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:45:19.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Questions Unanswered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViZql6v9xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jPWyy4gJkuc/s1600-h/question-mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285143119731357458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViZql6v9xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jPWyy4gJkuc/s200/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder just why and how would one even think of coming of a question that would also equally apply to onself and at the sametime have the self-presumed uninformed liberty of almost not wanting to answer that one once answered. Something like - when u not wearing the seatbelt, the traffic guy in the car next to you would ask you why you have not done it, while he himself seats beltless too. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViaEcOBxdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nymi4egj9cY/s1600-h/unanswered-questions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285143563804460498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViaEcOBxdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nymi4egj9cY/s200/unanswered-questions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this case the traffic guy has kinda got the right since its his duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean you sure have the right to ask but then if one doesnt want to answer something one could atleast be sweet, may be even for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And essentially, once pass '!', when we face a '?' there could be a '.' or a ',' but then wat would '....' mean in itself when it actually need be precisely meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still yet, Lemme take it on me. I was not the best of me to be so much logical n all when all i cud've done is be simple, sweet and romantic to answer. I js could've told the nicest words that mayb would've answerd all the questions ever or may be jst said - what you know, or wanna know and want me to say. (but somepart of me beleived we're beyond it, which also makes me thnk is not so romantic to beleive.) But then i did convey this immediately, didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViaNkGEA0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/su6f9MInSKo/s1600-h/UnansweredQuestions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285143720537359170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViaNkGEA0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/su6f9MInSKo/s200/UnansweredQuestions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life itself has been askin too many things now since forever. Why 'd you jus want to add to it rather then helping? Or are you actually trying to help, either way that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also when one does ask smthing theres a certain urge to get the answer. And esp when one asks it thrice, a try to divert from the topic altogether is not wat is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess thats exactly where it takes again, Xpectations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why? n the n why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-470906794165860191?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/470906794165860191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=470906794165860191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/470906794165860191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/470906794165860191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/questions-unanswered.html' title='The Questions Unanswered...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SViZql6v9xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jPWyy4gJkuc/s72-c/question-mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-9208471794020594141</id><published>2008-12-29T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:43:21.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared...</title><content type='html'>Have u ever been scared to lose something you want. I mean still dont even own it for sure and yet already are scared to lose..?!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wanted somthing so much that you're scared that the desire could js become a hindrance in the process itself while &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SXNn4SvuBgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wSmGBtobL1I/s1600-h/crying-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292688203892786690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SXNn4SvuBgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wSmGBtobL1I/s200/crying-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its still being worked upon. Trust me, u hate it whn come across something like dat happens. Kinda Wait and watch, worst par&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/forever.net/rootpix/Scared-of-Peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t, u aint sure if the watch is worth the wait.I mean sure the wait is worth it but then it all depends upon where and where does not the 'it' take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, trying to achieve the favourable 'it' would risk the fact that the ongoing favrourable thing get hindered, may be leavin it not-so-favourable(although there could not be anything like not-so-favourable) and there by it becomes logical to leave to the way it is with time. But i really wished logic could always work Or may be for my own reasons i wish logic wont work always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonlitsurf.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/worried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://moonlitsurf.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/worried.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess thats how it is - you want something,and want something in a certain way. And like it or not, that exactly could scare you. Whats needed is just to go beyond it, either with time, determination or with courage or with a lil bit of all, most importantly MUTUTALLY, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-9208471794020594141?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/9208471794020594141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=9208471794020594141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/9208471794020594141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/9208471794020594141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/scared.html' title='Scared...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SXNn4SvuBgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wSmGBtobL1I/s72-c/crying-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-7010362293797143596</id><published>2008-12-19T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:12:51.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken for granted...</title><content type='html'>I wonder how can it be easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like something that has happend, something that has happened which was not supposed to be, or somthing that was supposed or thought to be happening didnt happen. How much the whole thing would affect one? Or is it that someone would just be smart enough to show that i doesnt affect?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-7010362293797143596?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/7010362293797143596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=7010362293797143596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7010362293797143596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7010362293797143596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/taken-for-granted.html' title='Taken for granted...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8164909180445674789</id><published>2008-12-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:28:26.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/12/2008 ... My today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvNZFqNa4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ErLHLA_w_iI/s1600-h/getimage.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281540818921679746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvNZFqNa4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ErLHLA_w_iI/s200/getimage.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvKebKOgVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Is1vim4U85E/s1600-h/getimage.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;@ LIBRA&lt;/u&gt; -A sudden infatuation or an impulse to break free or make radical changes in current relationship is likely. You will be alert and on your toes now. You need to communicate something so important so pay attention to what you are saying. You should take all of this energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvMY8L22LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uWn1zm2GRWA/s1600-h/horroscope.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281539716866824370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvMY8L22LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uWn1zm2GRWA/s200/horroscope.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also &lt;a href="http://astrospeak.indiatimes.com/numroshow2.cms?msid=121233212&amp;amp;contenttype=1&amp;amp;popup=1&amp;amp;arc=1&amp;amp;sunsign=7&amp;amp;timetype=1&amp;amp;astroid=1&amp;amp;B1=Go"&gt;Check This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I m not a strong beleiver of all this. But then someone read this one to me. And i found it, ummm, well whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like to beleive i m not a follower of all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-8164909180445674789?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8164909180445674789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8164909180445674789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8164909180445674789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8164909180445674789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/19122008-my-today.html' title='19/12/2008 ... My today...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvNZFqNa4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ErLHLA_w_iI/s72-c/getimage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-1082629578068906694</id><published>2008-12-17T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T06:02:23.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes wet, Smiling yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.womenlifestyle.com/images/r_crying_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://www.womenlifestyle.com/images/r_crying_kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Begin with talks that would take us nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;But were important for js being there.&lt;br /&gt;Missing without even actually knowing,&lt;br /&gt;No bothers wat more lifes got for showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking each other to do things&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like life finally got its own wings,&lt;br /&gt;Having ones own share in the stuff of other one-&lt;br /&gt;Having stuff to share and then sharing the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listenin to tracks full of romance ,&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin if its at all worth a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a chance and fearing not&lt;br /&gt;Just Can't help it was wat we'd thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with each other like the best of a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvCE5-y47I/AAAAAAAAAE4/WmenMdqL__E/s1600-h/I_try_not_to_cry____01_by_SpookyEatMeToast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281528377561506738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvCE5-y47I/AAAAAAAAAE4/WmenMdqL__E/s200/I_try_not_to_cry____01_by_SpookyEatMeToast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wondering if its the right time to extend.&lt;br /&gt;Now leaving it with things that can't be mend&lt;br /&gt;Never thought the road would lead to such a bend&lt;br /&gt;'Coz the end began before the beginning could end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2008/07/01-07/Crying_Child.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With nothing at all while it all started ,&lt;br /&gt;But so many meaningful somethings it leaves us parted.&lt;br /&gt;Where am i going has never worried me&lt;br /&gt;Going i guess remains the basic key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the truth remains its all stopped&lt;br /&gt;The bestest ideas have now dropped&lt;br /&gt;Priorities that had always topped&lt;br /&gt;Now look like plans that jst might've flopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days became long and nights trying,&lt;br /&gt;Wish to see life as if it could be gone flying,&lt;br /&gt;About the things to come scared,&lt;br /&gt;Still having a hitch if it should be dared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i ask more, Or am i being wrong&lt;br /&gt;Is it the time or should be waited long&lt;br /&gt;While the reason to smile not even began yet &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUu_atqNC3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/7nO0urLcZkU/s1600-h/88.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281525453676153714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUu_atqNC3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/7nO0urLcZkU/s200/88.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happend and cant help getting my eyes wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that's left has gone away And there's nothing there for you to prove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me back my point of view Cause I just can't think for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can hardly hear you say What should I do, well you choose &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, look what you've doneYou've made a fool of everyone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well, it seems like such fun Until you lose what you had won. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-1082629578068906694?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/1082629578068906694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=1082629578068906694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1082629578068906694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1082629578068906694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/smiling-yet-eyes-wet.html' title='Eyes wet, Smiling yet...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUvCE5-y47I/AAAAAAAAAE4/WmenMdqL__E/s72-c/I_try_not_to_cry____01_by_SpookyEatMeToast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-3372658862459431631</id><published>2008-12-17T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:25:27.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   [wont, wawnt] –verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;1.to feel a need or a desire for; wish for&lt;br /&gt;2.to wish, need, crave, demand, or desire&lt;br /&gt;3.to be without or be deficient in&lt;br /&gt;4.to feel inclined; wish; like&lt;br /&gt;5.something wanted or needed; necessity: My wants are few.&lt;br /&gt;6.something desired, demanded, or required&lt;br /&gt;7.the state of being without something desired or needed; need: to be in want of an assistant.&lt;br /&gt;8.a sense of lack or need of something: to feel a vague want. —Idiom&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280845249747465202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUlUxokBs_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NUhsBGECaaU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its simple but then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when someone so much wants something yet doesnt want to show the actual want of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant one just know what one wants and how much? Is it just ego or they are scared or they are being unmodest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish life were simpler and the species of opposite sex were more resolved in general. I mean they kind of confine a wall and then complain they are trapped.?!! And just why would they want someone else to work for their wants and not even help the other one even when the other one is asking for help? Leaves the other one helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me clueless...&lt;br /&gt;I hope i m clear @ wat i just wrote.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUlVV6mNeEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iioZSJvD3dk/s1600-h/00055ayb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280845873063753794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUlVV6mNeEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iioZSJvD3dk/s200/00055ayb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-3372658862459431631?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/3372658862459431631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=3372658862459431631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3372658862459431631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3372658862459431631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/want.html' title='Want...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SUlUxokBs_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NUhsBGECaaU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-3146645502790849017</id><published>2008-12-05T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:40:28.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/STl4-R8J6vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sXhShpZQjTM/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Footprints on the Road to Nowhere&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276382231103927970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/STl5rwgh9qI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XJr2oIZFJrc/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; (Thanks. The above inspired the following...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Since the outbreak i've already been moving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Time is less is what lifes been proving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;While being ahead was on the mount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;How much i wished moving was all dat would count,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The sun on the top ahead of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Following It was the authentic key,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;giving a view however interesting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Neither tiring nor resting.&lt;a href="http://bytheblood.org/footprints_in_sand_wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://bytheblood.org/footprints_in_sand_wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Ahead of times, going all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Happy by myself, nothing to moan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Through each hill, forest and meadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;the only one with me is the shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/STl6ndAReMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SHYFShLwQUM/s1600-h/1456972-1-take-nothing-but-photos-leave-nothing-but-footprints.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandandsoul.com/Images/Footprints%20in%20sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://www.sandandsoul.com/Images/Footprints%20in%20sand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out i m and all ready to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wanna move ahead is all i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Cant rest here, cant stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wonder wat i m doing is just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaving footprints on the road to nowhere...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-3146645502790849017?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/3146645502790849017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=3146645502790849017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3146645502790849017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3146645502790849017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/footprints-on-road-to-nowhere.html' title=''/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/STl5rwgh9qI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XJr2oIZFJrc/s72-c/DSC01901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-1073418021342219559</id><published>2008-12-05T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:39:48.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>@tenses..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.printfection.com/14/60448/MMMM4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://img.printfection.com/14/60448/MMMM4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In order to have a present perfect you might have to have a past tense.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mothersover40.com/files/past_perfect_present_tense_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://www.mothersover40.com/files/past_perfect_present_tense_book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;           Not to have a present tense you ought to have a past perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Himanshu, well said that is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-1073418021342219559?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/1073418021342219559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=1073418021342219559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1073418021342219559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1073418021342219559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/tenses.html' title='@tenses..'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-3270708962875587128</id><published>2008-12-02T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:12:51.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All you say is nothing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I come across this doubt&lt;br /&gt;There I wanna know about that&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden this thing comes across my mind,&lt;br /&gt;should I just ask, or should I just by myself find,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things don’t go the way we want&lt;br /&gt;But then may be it’s the worth we rely upon that decides, &lt;a href="http://www.wosound.com/images/nothing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://www.wosound.com/images/nothing3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do the plan, it happens the other way,&lt;br /&gt;We cant be right, however perfect be it may,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifes strange, living stranger;&lt;br /&gt;When you want, it may not be any longer,&lt;br /&gt;I really wish time could be held much more stronger,&lt;br /&gt;And each moment could we all equally ponder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it just doesn’t work like that,&lt;br /&gt;Call it good, may be too bad,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever u wanna ask about very significant something&lt;br /&gt;All you get is too much but nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Himanshu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thnx '&lt;em&gt;Tulip&lt;/em&gt;' for actually and absolutely unknowingly gettin the above inspired out of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this ones been my fastest composition yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; :But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-3270708962875587128?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/3270708962875587128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=3270708962875587128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3270708962875587128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/3270708962875587128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothing.html' title='Nothing...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-7124238520714424622</id><published>2008-12-02T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:49:57.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing the bag..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Preface: &lt;/em&gt;While leaving @ somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N: You forgot to carry your bag, himanshu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P:Not carry, he forgot to wear it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically i love me and one of the materialistically known yet true proof of this is that i like to spend for me.(like i already wrote about my slogan'd Tees). The peculiar thing may be more than with me rather than with the bag was( and more so, has been) that i almost kinda '&lt;em&gt;Wear the bag..&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, I've always been a big fan of acessories and merchandise. I mean i have got like quite a few types of neckpieces, necklaces, pendants, stones, bracelets, ear-rings(yeah those too), wrist-belts, gloves, watches, belts, shoes etc.. and so on. There has been a time that the moment i spot smthin gud in a movie, play or someone in real, I d try and find out where would i be able to find it an all.(or may be it would js come across me in the next store or so..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, lets just concentrate on one of these - Bags. Knowing the no. of bags one of my college friends' has got and the kind of 'bag-fetish' she'd be, I think i dont score a lot on the bag 'department'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then if i think of it, some good time back, I proudly recall dt one of my earliest exclusive priced possession was this yellow-steel grey coloured shoulder strapped side-bag.&lt;a href="http://solarek.com/airwear/images/solarek_jfk_bag_man_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" alt="" src="http://solarek.com/airwear/images/solarek_jfk_bag_man_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was selected from Westside, at the then newly open Center-Stage Mall, Noida. For a beginner spender it was a quite a deal. But then wat the heck, one look and and i was like - i m game for it.&lt;br /&gt;The strangest thing about most of my possessions is that there were not so much a necessity when obtained but then offcourse were utilised to the optimum. The same thing goes with this one. So 95% of reason to buy this was the plain fact that - 'I liked it.' It was good. It ws kinda bright yellow on the basic steel-grey colour. May be it did or js that i liked to beleive that i gave the kinda look Saif had in Hum-Tum. It was a perfect casual + office kinda bag with enough compartments and space to keep you your glares while u dont mess with those folders n files. It even had these vertical slits for placing pens, diaries, keys etc. All n all it ws a gr8 package. I d carry it all over to work n otherwise(even ran on a tread-mill with it!). It was almost like my wallet. Remained next to my skin albeit the shirt. I loved carrying it all around and utilising at the least thought ocassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-7124238520714424622?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/7124238520714424622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=7124238520714424622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7124238520714424622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7124238520714424622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/wearing-bag.html' title='Wearing the bag..'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-560815905462945794</id><published>2008-12-01T12:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:23:38.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; /mɪs/ &lt;a href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj33/ThrillaNVanilla/missing-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj33/ThrillaNVanilla/missing-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;–&lt;em&gt;verb&lt;/em&gt; (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;1.to fail to be present at or for&lt;br /&gt;2.to notice the absence or loss of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.to regret the absence or loss of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. feel or suffer from the lack of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wats the whole thing about missing? Well you could say and beleive its magical, and could be tragically magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There just could be a time when you actually meet, talk to and be with a certain person and yet actually miss him/her. I guess if u've spent some sensible years in life, you'd know wat i m talking bout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then thats not we gonna discuss here yet. Lemme straight come to what made me write this post...So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever missed someone you've never met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Something like 'Miss you - Stranger'. Yeah gr8 - i guess would be the reaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If u havent yet done that, trust me, more than the person you are not missing, you are missing this awesome feeling in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg277/jlhs1202_bucket/Missing_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg277/jlhs1202_bucket/Missing_You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It sounds stupidly strange but u gotta be fortunate to have gone through it.( Also reminds me something from A lot like love - &lt;em&gt;'Honestly, if you're not willing to sound stupid you don't deserve to be in love. ')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be an aweful yet awesome kinda feelin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-560815905462945794?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/560815905462945794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=560815905462945794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/560815905462945794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/560815905462945794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing.html' title='Missing...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8501000922406939734</id><published>2008-12-01T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:55:18.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote...what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.willamettevalleynorml.org/gallery/USam_VoteL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://www.willamettevalleynorml.org/gallery/USam_VoteL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (vōt) n.&lt;br /&gt;-A formal expression of preference for a candidate for office or for a proposed resolution of an issue.&lt;br /&gt;-the right to such expression: to give women the vote.&lt;br /&gt;-The decision reached by voting, as by a majority of ballots cast&lt;br /&gt;-a collective expression of will as inferred from a number of votes.&lt;br /&gt;-an expression, as of some judgment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/images/2007/07/27/your_vote_counts_button_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So there is this whole concept of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Democracy"&gt;democracy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;em&gt;For the people, by the people, to the people&lt;/em&gt; -amont 'We the people'. So we got the constitutional rights and duties. The most important among all to exercise - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Right_to_vote"&gt;Right to Vote.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ftloveblog70.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/voting-day-11022004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://ftloveblog70.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/voting-day-11022004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are these rest of the countries wherein you dont know whos gonna rule u and worst - U got no choice either. So in fact it is a matter of pride and superiority for one to be actually able to allowed to be judgemental enough to chose the one whose gonna 'rule' not only him/her but also his/her fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats absolutely and necessarily logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then the whole all-so-good n positive logic goes for a toss at times. How ? Well few of us quite dont like the liberty, may be considering it just could be a responsibility altogether. So there could be real 'educated' youth from 'decent' families who wont even know when is the voting day gonna b. Not that they would forget when is the next James Bond release or when is some clumsy tele-serial's last episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sokwanele.com/system/files/Vote+T-Shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also among the movies, check out Kathleen kelly in you've got mail confessing that she's so not interested in politics dat she went for a manicure on the holiday during the general elections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fufustew.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://fufustew.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/vote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.jaagore.com/"&gt;jaago re campaign&lt;/a&gt; does gud work at 'waking' people up enough to vote... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check this:  &lt;a href="http://www.jaagore.com/"&gt;http://www.jaagore.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0a3570ccc38de24" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0a3570ccc38de24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77568E53A896B9463E2E573F4901469F8CEB5E70.14F39173814C7C574C92FCC962B02205988FCD7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0a3570ccc38de24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBqTDQbtI2P_Kgr3yystADQ0bncQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0a3570ccc38de24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77568E53A896B9463E2E573F4901469F8CEB5E70.14F39173814C7C574C92FCC962B02205988FCD7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0a3570ccc38de24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBqTDQbtI2P_Kgr3yystADQ0bncQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-8501000922406939734?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d0a3570ccc38de24&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8501000922406939734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8501000922406939734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8501000922406939734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8501000922406939734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/votewhat.html' title='Vote...what?'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8834971236290230409</id><published>2008-12-01T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:12:01.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Himanshu = Library...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cooperativeindividualism.org/library-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://www.cooperativeindividualism.org/library-books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A best book is equal to hundred good friends&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;a loving friend like you is more than a library...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats @ himanshu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Courtesy a not-so-old friend .... Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-8834971236290230409?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8834971236290230409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8834971236290230409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8834971236290230409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8834971236290230409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/12/himanshu-library.html' title='Himanshu = Library...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-6090447450819788962</id><published>2008-11-28T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:54:55.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nofatclips.com/02007/10/15/puppet/whatif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://nofatclips.com/02007/10/15/puppet/whatif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seen '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaane_Tu_Ya_Jaane_Na"&gt;Jaane Tu ya Jane Na&lt;/a&gt;'. Remember the game 'whats this?' which Manjari aka &lt;em&gt;Meghna &lt;/em&gt;enjoys all thru the movie. This ones so much like dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, If one actually write about - 'What if..?' It could end up consuming Mbs and Mbs of blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;Not that they are gonna complain anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lemme jst come to the point here i mean. Wat actually made me think of this topic and think of writing @ it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jst the thot... What if something that has happened to me or is happening were not to happen like d way it is or not to happen at all? Would it make a difference? would it then make a difference to me? or to the ongoings of my life? Or to someone else's life?&lt;br /&gt;... Difficult question m sure... but then i really wonder wats the answer and still more how exactly one could find it...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-6090447450819788962?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/6090447450819788962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=6090447450819788962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/6090447450819788962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/6090447450819788962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-if.html' title='What if...?'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-1645978150075999243</id><published>2008-11-28T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:41:47.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u45/Hellumpie/FallingInLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u45/Hellumpie/FallingInLove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 's been long since I've done that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thots... Actually done that now...&lt;br /&gt;But then yet havent confessed it this time... rather not expressed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it does take lots of guts to actually express it, but the the the fact remains that havent confessed to myself also yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just too scared?!! ... Well nope!  May b. Scared of obvious rejection...?&lt;br /&gt;Life's just tough i guess. It doesnt want us to get all the things the way they should be and wants us to take up the challenge in its own different way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, for now, this is to my life - &lt;em&gt;Quit playin' games wid my heart&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i like keep listenin to &lt;em&gt;' khabar nahi' &lt;/em&gt;from Dostana...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-1645978150075999243?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/1645978150075999243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=1645978150075999243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1645978150075999243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1645978150075999243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-love.html' title='In Love...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-1808453307032898398</id><published>2008-11-19T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:34:32.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Himanshu...?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.abcteach.com/free/a/afraid_rgb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://www.abcteach.com/free/a/afraid_rgb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Pls dont get baffled at the title of this post...)&lt;br /&gt;Back at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my subordinates was supposed to do some work in a certain manner but did it the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Why did you do it this way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subordinage: I didn know which way to do it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: If you dont know then always ask me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sub.: I was goin to but then I was afraid to ask..?!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me laughed : Well you gotta be courageous then..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats unpleasant is that the kinda gud guy i m or may be i like to beleive i m, i really dont want anyone at all to be afraid of Himanshu. Not some colleague and that too of the opposite sex. May be the kinda firin that the other guy received made her say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then do something himanshu. Highly unacceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-1808453307032898398?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/1808453307032898398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=1808453307032898398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1808453307032898398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1808453307032898398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary-himanshu.html' title='Scary Himanshu...?!!'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8616005346150219337</id><published>2008-11-16T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:08:03.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposed...</title><content type='html'>Although love leaves less logic(notice the alliteration), lets start logically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;propose -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [pruh-pohz] –&lt;em&gt;verb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;to offer or suggest (a matter, subject, case, etc.) for consideration, acceptance, or action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;to offer (a toast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;to present to the mind or attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;to make an offer or suggestion, esp. of marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the perusal lets just consider the 4th meaning which is now considered the most used thing for a 'proposal'. While saying &lt;a href="http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/10/falling-in-love.html"&gt;'I love you' &lt;/a&gt;is an absolutely uplifting feelin' wats equally or may be all-the-more amazing is proposing!. &lt;&lt;===This statement could be very debatable! Its like kinda -Will you love to marry or marry to love?!! Whatever, we not gonna go into all dat. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.greenvilledailyphoto.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/20071228_proposal_900x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Why would proposing come in the picture? In ancient &lt;a title="India" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/India"&gt;India&lt;/a&gt;, was a practice of choosing a life partner, among a list of suitors by a girl of marriageable age. What we known as &lt;em&gt;Swayamvara.&lt;/em&gt; This primarily held true for royal families (eg Sitaji &amp;amp; Draupadi n many more). Even in Greek mythology they had this gladiator fight for the endowing the royal honour with the most courageos in town in the form of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change. They should, for something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So picture now, with no royal families virtually left and the kinda freedom both the genders have now, positively, proposing becomes quite common yet equally important/necessary for the concerned couple. Considering the actual bonding wats equally important is the involvment of the family ppl in the act of a proposal or maybe atleast in the proceedings. But then lets just leave that for the meantime bearing in mind the all-so-wonderful fantastic world someone in love would live in. (Or on second thoughts if you are being quite realistic are'nt you in love? confusing i know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now wats all so gr8 about it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://indiatugofwar.pbwiki.com/f/Proposal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well trust me - just do it and do it whole-heartedly and you would know. I beleive proposing is, in the most positive sense, 'giving up' and doing it with the utmost bliss for the ultimate bliss. Its like saying - &lt;em&gt;'I m yours, you like it or not. Well, please like it!!!&lt;/em&gt; '. It could be so very much enlighteningly spine-chilling. Just the thought of a genuine proposal either getting or making one, could make one forget everythin n smile with the ultimate ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cant help writing @ it w r t &lt;a href="http://movies-himanshu249.blogspot.com/"&gt;movies.&lt;/a&gt; I beleive some of my most fav movies have gotten the best proposals(or is dat the reasons they r my fav ones). Like(and i luv this part...) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/09/pyar-ke-side-effects-refreshing.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pyaar ke Side Effects&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Az5KNShyvHw"&gt;Mallika asking for it from Rahul bose &lt;/a&gt;for forever and ever and justifying that 2006 is good enough an age for a gal to pop the question. Not-so-good all this happen during an important India-Pakistan Match. &lt;u&gt;Conclusion&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;em&gt;'Pyar ka sabse bada side-effect - Shaadi.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Hfk8Mt-I4rs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kal ho na ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Saif saying it to Preity&lt;/a&gt; asking her to think and that he'll wait forever. Expressing without actually saying. Very good. Perfect example of wanting it and wanting it done. And Saifs further proposal to Naina wherein he actually pops the quesiton too is mesmerising and somethin no-one could deny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=q83tUHljQB8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;: Perfect example of simplicity and how in love silence speaks.Picture this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;[Jenny turns and looks at him] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: I'd make a good husband, Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000705/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jenny Curran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: You would, Forrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: ...But you won't marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000705/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jenny Curran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: [sadly] ... You don't wanna marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Why don't you love me, Jenny?&lt;br /&gt;[Jenny says nothing] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: I'm not a smart man... but I know what love is. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.plonkiton.co.uk/img/marry/marry001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=H0AlSn6nSK0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Lot like love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=H0AlSn6nSK0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Aston kutcher tries a not-so-confident Bon Jovi &lt;/a&gt;to woo Amanda Peet followed by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005110/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oliver Martin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Emily, I'm flat broke. I don't have a job. I don't have a plan. And I know, I know I'm probably six years too late, but will you give me strike one back? ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A perfect example of this is me, please love me, albeit late. Very hip and upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=kK25fTbiDlk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've got mail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=kK25fTbiDlk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;You gotta see this one&lt;/a&gt;. Verry smart and elegant. A&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=SPA8v06EsIY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;nd the finale scene&lt;/a&gt;. Another obvious yet twisted example of xpressing it all without sayin it at all... &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Timing is everything. He waited until you were primed. Until you knew there was no other man you could ever love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Sometimes I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: What? [they stop]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: If I hadn't been FoxBooks and you hadn't been the Shop Around the Corner... and you and I had, just you know, met... Yeah. I would have asked for your phone number and I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling and asking, "How about coffee, drinks, dinner, a movie, for as long as we both shall live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: And you and I would have never been at war. And the only things we would've fought about would be what video to rent on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Well, who fights about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Well, some people. Not us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: We would never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: ...if only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: I should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Well let me ask you something. How can you forgive this guy for standing you up and not forgive me for this tiny little thing like putting you out of business. [Kathleen shakes her head no]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Oh how I wish you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000212/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kathleen Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: I really have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Yeah, well, you don't wanna be late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://home.socal.rr.com/narang/ajuurashu_files/proposal_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=1biR9t9DxC8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hum Tum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; [Karan is trying to convince Rhea to have an arranged marriage by acting out an "interview" with a potential husband] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Now, what about children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: What about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: No, I'm not asking you. Don't you want to ask me if I like children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Oh yes, of course! So, do you like children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Very much! First, I want a girl, beautiful and intelligent, just like you. I'm going to be a very good daddy. If any boy like me comes in front of her, I'll tear his head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: [laughs] And you think if you do this, it will make you a good father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Listen, you're going to be such a good mother that it won't matter if I spoil the children a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: I see. So I do all the work and you do all the spoiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Yes! See, if you look at it from my point of view, we're the perfect marriage. All we need to complete the family photo is a little dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: And we'll call the dog Tommie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: That's a stupid name... ok, the dog's name will be Tommie, But on one condition - you do all the walking and feeding of Tommie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: All I'm going to do is sit at the table and feed him little bits off my plate, saying "Here, Tommie, eat, eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: So after the wedding, what are you going to do besides spoil the kids and Tommie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: What else is there to do? I'm just going to kick back and enjoy my life with the kids and Tommie. [Rhea stares at him]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Oh yes, and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: So I come after the kids and Tommie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: No, Rhea, that was a mistake. I meant with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: So I come after the kids and Tommie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: No. Rhea, that- I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611552/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rhea Prakash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: If you put my name after the kids and Tommie, I'll cut you up into little, little, little, little, little pieces and feed them to Tommie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Ok, ma'am, ok, I'm sorry! [takes her face in his hands]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: From now on, the kids and Tommie come second. The only person I love in this world is you. [stare at each other, then quickly move away]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0451307/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karan Kapoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: [nervously laughing] See how easy arranged marriages are?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then they avoid each others presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Off the movies...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call it sure-shot'edness or fear of rejection (if theres a word like dat) its very important to know the exact time when you think you really should go for it. (yeah love is game with rules of its own na..) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.diamondcoachlimo.com/images/proposal.gif" border="0" /&gt;So wats the best possible reaction to a proposal or to a proposal's reaction?&lt;br /&gt;Well the true answer here is - it depends. It truly does on so many factors like the time, the person, situation, form, mood n so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets js consider all is jst against the one who has proposed, the best that could be done is appreciate it and appreciate the effort and the courage. I mean getting a proposal is like the best complement. Its the ultimate and most extreme form of acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts, is it legitimate for the proposer to be one, inspite of knowin dat its just not gonna work. Just consider the spirit behind the thought - &lt;em&gt;'I m so much positively in awe of something that i just cant help express it.'.&lt;/em&gt; True feelings need no reasoning. Somethin like emotions are the worst enemies of logic. But then one need to be considerate if and if at all its gonna bother the proposed person. My logic - &lt;strong&gt;The biggest obstacle to love is the secret fear of not being worthy to do it&lt;/strong&gt;. Something wat &lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ey6w2R6h5RY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Saif xpresses in Hum-tum&lt;/a&gt;. I know its difficult and evn i cant follow it all the time but then - Just do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://peacebecomesme.com/wp-content/never-be-afraid.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like it or not - &lt;em&gt;The best things in life are the most difficult ones.&lt;/em&gt; Proposing someone sure is one of the best things you could do. So is reacting to a proposal whicever way it be. Like few years back i asked this friend of mine if i should do it and if its important and off came the reply its the most important thing you gonna do dude!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proposing sure is difficult and m sure most of u ppl would agree to without any reasoning. Its kinda like submitting yourself with all self-respect and self-pride yet smiling and with so much happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reaction to a proposal either could be yes or no. &lt;u&gt;YES&lt;/u&gt;- Wow. Nothing like dat. &lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt; -Gud you still got some more time to find The One. But wats the most annoying phase is waiting for a reply. I mean its either this or that way. Add to it, you may not even know when u gonna get some reply or if at all you gonna get it or not. Too bad to happen with something as awesome as love. Not expected, not from you now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly heres an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;awesome video&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of a proposal. Just look at the smile in the guys face and the awe in the gals eyes. &lt;em&gt;Its something like kheenche mujhe koi dor teri or&lt;/em&gt;... Truly touching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4692ef2e6a5cbab9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4692ef2e6a5cbab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D361E6816EABE2699902D084BC552F88F647DA5C9.4EBFE3913045851791EF84CA94B449376E95F13B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4692ef2e6a5cbab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_LtcQUuZKv1-jQh7bYo8VSaef9I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4692ef2e6a5cbab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329986656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D361E6816EABE2699902D084BC552F88F647DA5C9.4EBFE3913045851791EF84CA94B449376E95F13B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4692ef2e6a5cbab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_LtcQUuZKv1-jQh7bYo8VSaef9I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-8616005346150219337?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8616005346150219337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8616005346150219337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8616005346150219337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8616005346150219337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/proposed.html' title='Proposed...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-5932955608294570022</id><published>2008-11-11T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:15:18.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;rude'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;/rud/ –adjective&lt;br /&gt;discourteous or impolite, esp. in a deliberate way.&lt;br /&gt;;rough in manners or behavior; unmannerly;&lt;br /&gt;;rough, harsh, or ungentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackmarketmagazine.com/RudeLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://blackmarketmagazine.com/RudeLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on an apparently not-so-serious yet important talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me&lt;/u&gt;(on a certain answer, rather when i didn receive the answer): &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you be so rude?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ABC&lt;/u&gt;(in an-I-dunno which state of mind):&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me&lt;/u&gt;(reluctantly):&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Are you sure? Think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ABC&lt;/u&gt;(not really but apparently regretfully):&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I was'nt rude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me&lt;/u&gt;( :-)with a smile of accomplishment): &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gud dat you thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ABC&lt;/u&gt;( astonishingly and just out of the blues.) :&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;K Shut up now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..?!! What do I interpret...&lt;br /&gt;Was is the situation or it was just the infused confusion that needed be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for however rude it may sound, i m sure gonna show this one to you and get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smilin',&lt;br /&gt;- himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;you too do the same ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-5932955608294570022?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/5932955608294570022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=5932955608294570022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5932955608294570022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5932955608294570022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/rude.html' title='Rude...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-1888857272166379234</id><published>2008-11-11T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:22:43.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jst happened today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends asked me to do something.&lt;br /&gt;I told about the hindrances that might be there in doing dat thing..&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;- 'Its nt dat necessary dear..'&lt;br /&gt;Me(kinda not liking the confusion) -'Nthings necessary in life'.&lt;a href="http://ericblackink.minnpost.com/wp-content/uploads/questionmarkbywiki.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://ericblackink.minnpost.com/wp-content/uploads/questionmarkbywiki.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i wonder Wat really is necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accd. to the dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nec·es·sar·y&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;(něs'ĭ-sěr'ē) adj. - &lt;/em&gt;Unavoidably determined by prior conditions or circumstances; &lt;a href="http://sonoranalliance.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/ThumbsDown.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inevitable: Logically inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/kunaljanu/CSS/605480_thumbs_up_with_clipping_path%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://www.freewebs.com/kunaljanu/CSS/605480_thumbs_up_with_clipping_path%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well the plain answer that comes back from within me is that its just necessary to do everything before it actually becomes necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-1888857272166379234?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/1888857272166379234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=1888857272166379234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1888857272166379234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/1888857272166379234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/necessary.html' title='Necessary...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-6764611952271383207</id><published>2008-11-11T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:21:56.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Himanshu can...</title><content type='html'>So President Barack Obama is the next best thing happened to The US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Fe751kMBwms"&gt;Check the video of his awesome speech &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the confidence and luv the way the audience joins with O-BA-MA, WE-WNT-CHANGE and YES-V-CAN. Absolute People-power&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009592168996850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SRu60B6VX_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wOFx5fNpFYI/s200/yeswecan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Obama enlightened the US and hence rest of the world with the magic of patent three words :&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yes_We_Can"&gt;Yes We can.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me wonder we sure can. But then wat can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an absolutely selfish note, I ended thinkin of wat can I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The consequence is the following...(the above is a complete fake story but then it does sound somwat intellectual na..;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Himanshu can...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than belong,&lt;br /&gt;...Participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than beleive,&lt;br /&gt;...Practice. &lt;a href="http://www.marion.ohio-state.edu/ican/images/I-CAN-Apple-Logo_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://www.marion.ohio-state.edu/ican/images/I-CAN-Apple-Logo_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than practise,&lt;br /&gt;...Perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than watch,&lt;br /&gt;...Observe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than forgive,&lt;br /&gt;...Forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than approve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...Agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than agree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...Accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than teach,&lt;br /&gt;...Inspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/5156/postercopyxy2dx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mikemanuel.org/images/Be%20All%20You%20Can%20Be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://www.mikemanuel.org/images/Be%20All%20You%20Can%20Be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than care,&lt;br /&gt;... Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than exhibit,&lt;br /&gt;...adopt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than sleep,&lt;br /&gt;...dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than dream,&lt;br /&gt;...Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than doubt,&lt;br /&gt;...Judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than call,&lt;br /&gt;...Meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/turnerprize/2006/images/marktitchner_ifyoucandreamit.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/turnerprize/2006/images/marktitchner_ifyoucandreamit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than give,&lt;br /&gt;...Serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;More than can,&lt;br /&gt;...Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than like,&lt;br /&gt;...Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than love,&lt;br /&gt;...Adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than write,&lt;br /&gt;...Blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;/p&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/25301532-6764611952271383207?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/6764611952271383207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=6764611952271383207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/6764611952271383207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/6764611952271383207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/himanshu-can.html' title='Himanshu can...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SRu60B6VX_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wOFx5fNpFYI/s72-c/yeswecan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-8011910797135747543</id><published>2008-11-11T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:43:05.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SRmpOA392SI/AAAAAAAAADI/dW068eAr0qE/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267427297404508450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SRmpOA392SI/AAAAAAAAADI/dW068eAr0qE/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XYZ : Dont try to be oversmart. Ok!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Himanshu : I m not. M jst being smart! Rest is just me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000158/"&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/a&gt;: I'm not a smart man... but I know what love is. &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/25301532-8011910797135747543?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/8011910797135747543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=8011910797135747543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8011910797135747543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/8011910797135747543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/smart.html' title='Smart...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SRmpOA392SI/AAAAAAAAADI/dW068eAr0qE/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-7316610720497934045</id><published>2008-11-04T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:42:39.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51SAQMRHHGL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51SAQMRHHGL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedoflifefilms.com/images/speedoflifelogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Moving at the speed of life, We are bound to crash into each other..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inspired &amp;amp; exemplified from : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/crash-do-watch-it.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-7316610720497934045?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/7316610720497934045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=7316610720497934045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7316610720497934045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/7316610720497934045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-4345309150300537511</id><published>2008-11-01T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T03:45:52.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy for nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263636489746624834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SQwxf94hsUI/AAAAAAAAACE/y7R9RvxgpwE/s200/abenchpass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday i avoided that,&lt;br /&gt;Today i was doing this,&lt;br /&gt;Then there was so much planning&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow was full of thngs-to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt reply an important mail,&lt;br /&gt;Didn call up n 'ol friend,&lt;br /&gt;'Coz time i think i coundt avail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Still on the harbour i kept adjustin the sail... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I controlled from msg'ing a not so ol&lt;br /&gt;frend who didn reply my previous one,&lt;br /&gt;Is it time or petty ego-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'coz it was not a serious one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procrastinatin teachin someone sumthin important,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mchenrycountyblog.com/uploaded_images/T-Shirt-Not%20Now,%20I"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avoiding this potential employment contender,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SSFY-e1TUBI/AAAAAAAAADw/8vnb5fUmUNk/s1600-h/busy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269590869451952146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SSFY-e1TUBI/AAAAAAAAADw/8vnb5fUmUNk/s200/busy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There 's this significant accounting thing, &lt;a href="http://www.motivateme.info/storage/busy-doing-nothing.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there no time or i jst dislike it!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They say i m here for a purpose..&lt;br /&gt;I hope i m serving it good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wish life wasn't like circus&lt;br /&gt;One thing at a time had have i would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We know all of us got smthng to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;though it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Coz even if we dont go for it ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we sure gotta go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And then all of a sudden u ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'bout a good 'ol sumthing&lt;br /&gt;I once thought was sure The Thing i was here for,&lt;br /&gt;An although I counter reply skilfully,,&lt;br /&gt;All i kno is I've been is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUSY FOR NOTHING.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;HIMANSHU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Thanks Shubhi for givin me the wonderful phrase .. &lt;em&gt;'busy 4 nothing&lt;/em&gt;...'.Apparently this ones the first post i've composed n posted entirely frm my lappy...Yay!!&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/25301532-4345309150300537511?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/4345309150300537511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=4345309150300537511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/4345309150300537511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/4345309150300537511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-i-avoided-that-today-i-was.html' title='Busy for nothing...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SQwxf94hsUI/AAAAAAAAACE/y7R9RvxgpwE/s72-c/abenchpass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-5177819779349936771</id><published>2008-10-17T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:58:08.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Describe Himanshu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarasotamiddleschool.com/assets/images/Describe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="120" alt="" src="http://www.sarasotamiddleschool.com/assets/images/Describe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H i m a n s h u &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Calm, Caring, Knowledgable, silly(?!!hmm ye whtever), Trustworthy and (on-demand) observant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Thats courtesy... one of my frens. Offcourse she belongs to the opposite sex. From wat she thnks, few of u might jus guess dat we know each other since sometime only, jst kiddin!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;But then shes always right ... atleast she and 'her wish' wants to beleive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well thanks gal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(and also thanks for helping me figure out from you that i m not 'silly' actually).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Btw and equally impotantly u dont get words to describe me... u can always and please visit my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=him@nshu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johari Window - HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its obvious and self-explanatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;(Like i'd end up an official mail,) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kindly do the needful....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Himanshu, being a human-being, has the urge to know good about himself.;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Saying true good things is an angels job.(c i m callin U an angel:) ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADD:&lt;/u&gt; Oh I luvd it the other day whn she said in the typical hindi and luvliest voice&lt;em&gt; - write na jst write write (org.: likho na bas likho likho)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADD MORE&lt;/u&gt; : further xplanation... when she told me write more.. she was jst taunting me for not doing something else as often and more...Gosh i js dont understand gal...And see how much optimistic himanshu is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-5177819779349936771?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/5177819779349936771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=5177819779349936771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5177819779349936771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/5177819779349936771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2008/10/describe-himanshu.html' title='Describe Himanshu...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-116161572752272995</id><published>2006-10-23T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:22:26.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love</title><content type='html'>For me its not a new thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Well, on second thoughts, not really. I have been 'infatuated' so many times. What we call crushes u kno. But then i guess time and lord dont want these crushes to be uncrushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the difference, i beleive&lt;br /&gt;1) its just the time and energy you want to/are able to spend on love and crush that differs.&lt;br /&gt;2) Its also a gut-feeling(and it depends how long that feeling strives.)&lt;br /&gt;3) Love grows, crush for sure will not.&lt;br /&gt;And 4)i dont know what - love is the loveliest mysterious things of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 545px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.icezworld.com/Falling%20in%20Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But i did do it seriously, recently, and i have enough courage to admit it here atleast. May be an aftereffect of breakup or i-dont-know-what frankly I m very afraid to fall in love. Not that i dont wanna do it but i gotta do it very carefully. I so much kept avoiding it or even admitting to myself about it with all kinds of excuses i could ever think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never came to know that it was happening to me. It was absolutely unplanned and unforeseen as usual. It was difficult not to be captivated by its magic. Its and amazing feeling and more amazingly u know it and that it might ruin stuff but u dont wanna do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;the problem with someone like me falling in love is that i make it obvious, cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;I kept listening to the same mushy-gushy sweet fav tracks(esp. &lt;em&gt;kuchh to hua hai&lt;/em&gt; frm KHNH) of mine. Kept watching the same scenes from the same good 'ol movies like a fool. Kept talking to my buddies about the same thing directly or indirectly. Kinda kept going round and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261189781375703314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SQOAOy7QWRI/AAAAAAAAABk/PWm_hfAZSvE/s200/ATgAAADzyRseFkLdSkoOrpdBCtiXeeUQkXHxDlpQ2Un-RmlwtkHnXQSIGHo2bL0n183IwHygLsb-ik2mvCZh3H7UH1VVAJtU9VAhnC6M45qUm_amACCl4W9aEa9BrQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Every movie i saw id think 'See thats me'. Well i've been doing it all the time since i remmeber watching movies, but not with every single movie. (Pretty confused on this point.) But yea may be its the charm of loving myself otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really sound and think i m so stupid for what i 've been doing and m also sure i just might do it again and again. Reminds me of the something from my fav movies 'A lot like love' : 'Seriously you should not fall in love if you r not willing to sound stupid.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;True or not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes i wonder whats true love and whats not. They say true love lasts forever. Well, Love always lasts forever. I wonder if its ok to fall in love more than once in a lifetime. Well the answer is - u got no choice. And there should be no feeling of guilt involved in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying ' I love You'&lt;br /&gt;Its an amazingly uplifting feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-116161572752272995?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/116161572752272995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=116161572752272995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/116161572752272995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/116161572752272995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/10/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling in love'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/SQOAOy7QWRI/AAAAAAAAABk/PWm_hfAZSvE/s72-c/ATgAAADzyRseFkLdSkoOrpdBCtiXeeUQkXHxDlpQ2Un-RmlwtkHnXQSIGHo2bL0n183IwHygLsb-ik2mvCZh3H7UH1VVAJtU9VAhnC6M45qUm_amACCl4W9aEa9BrQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-116161406447893048</id><published>2006-10-23T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:38.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish ya all &lt;a href="http://www.goglogo.com/s.asp?lo=Wish%20you%20n%20your%20family%20a%20Happy%20%20%20Diwali%20-%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20himanshu"&gt;Happy Diwali&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, accd. to the Gujrati/Hindu Calender, the day next to Diwali is a new year day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy New Year too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Good One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-116161406447893048?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/116161406447893048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-116161350352458080</id><published>2006-10-23T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:38.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got to write</title><content type='html'>I have been avoiding this since long now.&lt;br /&gt;I have been avoiding lotsa things for that matter since long now...&lt;br /&gt;I m gonna prepare a list of all these , i've decided,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme try it here itself, now.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta,&lt;br /&gt;- get my bikes' number plate painted.&lt;br /&gt;- Think seriously about my future and what all i wanna do, and how m i gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;- join a health club and become all the more fit.&lt;br /&gt;- Become more professional, ummm i think career-oriented is the word.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy/ arrange for a laptop&lt;br /&gt;- Save - money and time&lt;br /&gt;- Become a bit more religious rather i'd say spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;- understand few petty facts of life easily and digest them easily and soon.&lt;br /&gt;- go out on tour with my good ol' college mate.&lt;br /&gt;- Spend less time on things that arent gonna work at all.&lt;br /&gt;- Stop keep falling in love, although i love it.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch and review movies frequently.&lt;br /&gt;- Spend less money on clothes, its gonna be difficult to do that.&lt;br /&gt;- Start writing my diary again.&lt;br /&gt;- Arrange for a cot to sleep at where i m staying.&lt;br /&gt;- Start searching for an appartment to buy.&lt;br /&gt;- Strart making use of the handycam to make small movies/documentaries.&lt;br /&gt;- Write more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-116161350352458080?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-116028996804570356</id><published>2006-10-07T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:38.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You remain silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I remain silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Let life speak through silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie : &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0308417/"&gt;Is raat ki subah nahi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/songs/get_song_Chup%20Tum%20Raho%20Chup%20Ham%20Rahe.html"&gt;Original composition&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chup tum raho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chup hum rahe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;khamoshi ko khamoshi se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zindagi ko zindagi se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baat karne do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-116028996804570356?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/116028996804570356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=116028996804570356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I m too good for having to lie to impress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Atleast good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst that,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115840365737851083?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115840365737851083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115840365737851083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115840365737851083'/><link rel='self' 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helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Himanshu&amp;gender=m"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Himanshu!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Himanshuology is the study of himanshu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Himanshuolatry is the mindless worship of himanshu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the annual Australian himanshu crop was laid end to end, it would stretch around the world seven times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neil Armstrong first stepped on himanshu with his left foot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Without himanshu, we would have to pollinate apple trees by hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Himanshu will often glow under UV light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average human spends about 30 days during their life in himanshu!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you drop himanshu from more than three metres above ground level, he will always land feet-first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peanuts and himanshu are beans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Himanshu is the sacred animal of Thailand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Himanshu!'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115488076829133825</id><published>2006-08-06T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:37.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friendship day</title><content type='html'>Aint it ironical that we need a special day to appreciate the charm of friendship?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am i being too critically sarcastic bout it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115488076829133825?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115419298506079073</id><published>2006-07-29T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:36.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I aint no debator...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gryphonsmoon.com/cat/express-yourself/pix/category.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px" height="109" alt="" src="http://www.gryphonsmoon.com/cat/express-yourself/pix/category.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Just like to express myself well and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everytime i do that, they think i m debating. !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115419298506079073?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115419298506079073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115419298506079073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115419298506079073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115419298506079073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-aint-no-debator.html' title='I aint no debator...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115245696202043412</id><published>2006-07-09T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:36.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And my 'Brazilname' is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/320/Tee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/1600/name.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chauhinho" ... it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/320/name.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very strange i know.&lt;br /&gt;I just thankd God again that i m born here in India and not particularly in brazil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS&lt;/u&gt;: Get ur own brazillian T-shirt/name &lt;a href="http://www.lalvani.plus.com/brazil.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img15.imagevenue.com/img.php?image=42486_name_440lo.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115245696202043412?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115245696202043412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115245696202043412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115245696202043412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115245696202043412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-my-brazilname-is.html' title='And my &apos;Brazilname&apos; is...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115099030928428672</id><published>2006-06-22T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am someone who...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img159.imagevenue.com/img.php?loc=loc259&amp;image=31312_angel.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;sees like a child, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/1600/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/200/angel.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives like a saint,&lt;br /&gt;Feels like an angel, never mind the broken wings &lt;a href="http://img159.imagevenue.com/img.php?loc=loc259&amp;amp;image=31312_angel.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Speaks like a picture,&lt;br /&gt;Works like there is no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Cries like the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles like wants you to fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;Loves like wants to make u smile,&lt;br /&gt;Shines like the stars,&lt;br /&gt;As long as the fire remains…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Original words by &lt;a href="http://asiastar-hp.hp.infoseek.co.jp/english/stefsun.shtml"&gt;Stef Sun&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customized, valued and capitalized by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/21642292"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;himanshu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115099030928428672?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115099030928428672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115099030928428672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115099030928428672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115099030928428672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-someone-who.html' title='I am someone who...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115055685512092724</id><published>2006-06-17T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:36.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What colour my blog should be???</title><content type='html'>Check this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Blog Should Be Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/purple.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything.You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey.You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i should seriously consider this ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115055685512092724?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115055685512092724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115055685512092724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115055685512092724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115055685512092724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-colour-my-blog-should-be.html' title='What colour my blog should be???'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-115055156808818489</id><published>2006-06-17T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:36.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I bought the bike finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://diary-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/17606-i-got-my-bike.html"&gt;17/6/06&lt;/a&gt;, 5:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup shes here... my new Bajaj Pulsar.&lt;br /&gt;Found (time to get) her, finally.&lt;br /&gt;Its a not an inexpensive bi*ch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting by ImageVenue.com" src="http://img134.imagevenue.com/loc203/th_52297_pulsar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Going places' would become much easier now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m happy. Not very excited or ecstatic or something. Happy enough for a smile. Cold maybe -for first, i aint that much into these beauties on wheels(hv been pretty busy with these legged ones ;) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from the himanshu i know i expect something in more(read 4) wheels(which should be the case in not too much of time). but offcourse i m lagging on time as far as that is concerned for obvious reasons i m aware of.But then thats no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More so i think i am more of a car-guy than a biker. Like Leonardo DiCaprio says “ I couldn't deal with playing a character who rides motorcycles and has a leather jacket and is a tough kid, y'know? ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mobike is kinda need. Its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the specs &lt;a href="http://www.motosindia.com/bajaj-pulsar.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, ive just gotten it and came to know about another coloured thing in this one called 'fear the black' model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img138.imagevenue.com/img.php?loc=loc118&amp;amp;image=52300_ftbpulsar.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting by imagevenue.com" src="http://img138.imagevenue.com/loc118/th_52300_ftbpulsar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be i'd ask the dealer to change mine one for a &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'fear the black'&lt;/span&gt;.Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addendum&lt;/em&gt;: 20/6/06&lt;br /&gt;Found out that this 'fear the black' one comes only in 180cc. Now that one gives shitty average and is not gud enough for indian roads/traffic. And mine is not bad at all - Alloyed magwheels,disc-breaks,fully acessorised,dual horn,self-start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i m happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I'd rather be riding my motorcycle thinking about God than sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle '.Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-115055156808818489?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/115055156808818489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=115055156808818489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115055156808818489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/115055156808818489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-bought-bike-finally.html' title='I bought the bike finally'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114950125361630597</id><published>2006-06-05T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:52:07.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My collection of slogan'd T-shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ive gotten few of these... &lt;a href="http://img131.imagevenue.com/img.php?image=93614_t_shirt_red11_448lo.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imagevenue.com/loc448/th_93614_t_shirt_red11_448lo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img135.imagevenue.com/img.php?image=93607_t_shirt_red_309lo.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Update : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17/8/2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"FOR THE OPTIMIST, THE GLASS IS HALF FILLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FOR THE PESSIMIST THE GLASS IS HALF EMPTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FOR THE ENGINEER THE GLASS IS TWICE SMALL AS IT OUGHT TO BE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Background(T-shirt): Steel Grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;White Font : black &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brand: Unknown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@where: Globus, &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/storelocator.html"&gt;Ahmedabad.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When: yesterday, 16/8/08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; etc: just went there to roam around... couldn't help my urge to shop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UPDATE:on 11/6/06,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" MORE YOU COMPLAIN, THE LONGER GOD LETS YOU LIVE "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/new/n/"&gt;Westsite&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/storelocator.html"&gt;Ahmedabad.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yesterday, 10/6/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;etc:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hd gone ther lukin for linen pants. Cudnt find one tht wud fit me gud. Bt my eyes caught hold of this. N i find the thing it says true... so i hav it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'This is not the life i ordered'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Background(T-shirt):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Font &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brand:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/new/n/"&gt;Westsite&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/storelocator.html"&gt;Ahmedabad.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My vist to ahmedabd frm rajkot, around may 21st '06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This one is poly-cotton cloth. Well this one exactly aint like me at present.. bt coupla yrs back may be it suited me fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Over educated, Under employed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Font colour:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Tantra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@where :&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://in.rediff.com/money/2005/may/31piramyd.htm"&gt;Pyramid, Ahmedabad. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jan '06 , shoppin with bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Evn this one doesn suit me perfectly... i mean i kinda like work. It wud hv suited me perfect in my job previous to this one. (and offcourse whn i ws doin nthing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Love is the only thing that increases by giving it away'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dark blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font colour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Comic Sans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@Where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wcities.com/en/record/62,319727/684/record.html"&gt;Sarojininagar market, Delhi &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sum time summer 2004, my stay in delhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Hvnt wore this one lotsa time... bt ya i bot it only due to its slogan-value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Planet M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@Where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Planet M@ &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/pq2/csm0/"&gt;Center stage mall, Noida. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jan '06. Last visit to delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The moment i saw this one there.. i calld one of my frend n askd if he also wnts a piece. (bought a white one for him). This one does suit me. Yea, upto a gud enuf extent. Frankly I havnt tried it yet. its still packd new n fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'My indecision is final'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dark maroonish-pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font colour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;White &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Planet M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@Where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Planet M@ &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/pq2/csm0/"&gt;Center stage mall, Noida. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Jan '06. Last visit to delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;etc:&lt;/em&gt; bot it along with the above one. I ws particularly lukin for this colour. Its the same colour tht Maddy wears twice(once a shirt n thn a T) in 'Zara Zara...' in RHTDM. Evn the write-up on this one is kinda funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'No Girlfriend, No Tension'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;White &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;a href="http://www.wcities.com/en/record/62,319640/684/record.html"&gt;Janpath market, CP Delhi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jan '06, last visit to delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hd calld the same friend(ok he is hiren) as soon as i located this one. (bot a dark blue one for him). This one does suit me or atleast there hv always been times on n off whn it does. Its true also i beleive. (like one of my frend says' Never persue a gal, u end up being a sucker')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'1f y0u c4n r34d th15, y0u g0tt4 g3t g01ng'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dark blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;a href="http://in.rediff.com/money/2005/may/31piramyd.htm"&gt;Pyramid, Ahmedabad &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jan '06, shopping with my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this one is kinda different, fullsleeaved one. Bought it whn hd gone shoppin with my Bro. Js bot it as like the T's colour n the cool way its got the slogan written there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'I was so surpised when i was born, I did not talk for a year and a half'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Background(T-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Font colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;@where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/new/n/"&gt;Westsite&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mywestside.com/storelocator.html"&gt;Ahmedabad.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; around 21st june '06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bought it for its humourous n cute slogan. Also i ws lukin for certain light colours for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Himanshu, thou art such a shoppoholic '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114950125361630597?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114950125361630597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114950125361630597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114950125361630597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114950125361630597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-collection-of-slogand-t-shirts.html' title='My collection of slogan&apos;d T-shirts'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114944749410265396</id><published>2006-06-04T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:35.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not my fault...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;It’s not my fault that I don’t look like a kid when I still am one and behave like one!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.geekjive.com/blog/images/helpless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand" height="97" alt="" src="http://www.geekjive.com/blog/images/helpless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jst cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this much to say.&lt;br /&gt;(tho this is nt exactlty completely my creation) Its comfortably accurate on me and worth n entire post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta dance like nobody's watching,&lt;br /&gt;dream like you will live forever,&lt;br /&gt;live like you're going to die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and love like it's never going to hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114944749410265396?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114944749410265396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114944749410265396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114944749410265396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114944749410265396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-not-my-fault.html' title='Its not my fault...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114848474350071516</id><published>2006-05-24T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:35.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This song is quite like me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mag4you.com/music/lucky-ali.asp?bhcp=1#download"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; song sure is pleasant n soothing. U shud chk out the video as well.. its nice too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/songs/get_song_Nahi%20Rakhta%20Dil%20Mein.html"&gt;Here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi Song Title: Nahi Rakhta Dil Mein&lt;br /&gt;Hindi Movie/Album Name: &lt;a title="Lyrics of hindi movie 'SIFAR'" href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/songs/get_movie_song_SIFAR.html"&gt;SIFAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer(s): LUCKY ALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahi rakhta dil mein kuch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rakhta hoon zubaan par,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;samjhe na apne bhi kabhi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kah nahi sakta main kya,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sahtaa hoon chupa kar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aesi aadat hai meri. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabhi to hain jinse milta hoon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sahi jo hai inse kahta hoon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jo samajhta hoon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maine dekha nahi rang dil aaya hai sirf adaa par, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aesi chahat hai meri. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baharon ke ghere se laaya main dil sajaa kar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aesi sohbat hai meri. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saye mein chaye rehta hu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aankein bichaye rehta hu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jinse milta hu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kitno ko dekha hain hamne yaha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuch sikha hain hamne unse naya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pehle phursat thi ab hasratein samakar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aaisi uljhan hain meri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khud chalkar rukta hu jaha jis jagah par &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aaisi sarhad hain meri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kahne se bhi main darta hoon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apno ki dhun mein rahta hoon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kar kya sakta Hoon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De sakta hoon main thoda pyar yahan par, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jitni haisiyat hai meri. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reh jaaun sabke dil mein dil ko basakar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek aaisi niyat hain meri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ho jaye to bhi razi hoon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kho jaau to main baaki hoon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yun samajhta hoon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raste na badle na badla jahan, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phir kyon badalte kadam hain yahan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;I m seriously lukin for the theme music of kal ho na ho( i mean the music).&lt;br /&gt;Another trivia: Lucky ali's real name: 'Maqsood Mehmood Ali'. Hes the son of the gud-ol' comedian/actor mehmood. (mor bout him is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucky_Ali"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-lucky-ali.html"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114848474350071516?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114848474350071516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114848474350071516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114848474350071516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114848474350071516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-song-is-quite-like-me.html' title='This song is quite like me...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114743075304270606</id><published>2006-05-12T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:34.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love me:</title><content type='html'>(If u thnk this topic is so very uncool and boring,congrats uve been so very lucky. Otherwise, if u thnk it nthing new, get this: I'm simply reminding you of what you already know, as I m a reflection of you, or atleast tryin/wantin' to be one thru the following')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. Sure i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv me so much that if I were a gal I wud hav marrid himanshu(nw this is kinda closed loop paradox… like it cud be in case of timetravel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ws a time whn i didn kno wht this(luving oneself) wud actually mean.. i ws like.. ye i do.... whtever luvin onself means.. i luv myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres been a phase where i didn exactly feel like doin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thres been another one wherein i ws lukin so much fwd to luv myself bt didn exactly kno hw to go bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i kno i luv me. n i like it so much. I like myself all the more for doing it. i luv the fact tht i luv myself and kno exactly wht i mean ... its such a pleasure, infact fun, being me. The more I love me I love myself more.(whoa, wht all r u typin dude?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thnk there r js 2 kinda ppl on this planet. those who live and those who kno how to live... i m so glad that right now,i beleive, i m among the later ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme jst present ' HIMANSHU'S THEORY OF LOVING ONESELF'&lt;br /&gt;( i dunno where did i come to that frm )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wht is loving oneself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himanshu : I hav givn up the futile and endless search for a source of love outside of me, based on or drawn from external people or things. Self-love has meant discovering the limitless Source of love within me. I am no longer dependent upon externals to supply an unhealthy neediness for love, worth, or validation. I m me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I define love broadly as unconditional acceptance and nurturing of myself and others.)&lt;br /&gt;Simpler terms: Its all about feeling gud about being. Better ways to talk with the innerself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why/hw to come upon love oneself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gr8est stoppage to love is the secret fear of considerin oneself nt worthy enuf for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, part of what drove ones neediness for love cud be shame/blame/disgrace/guilt/self-disgust/bad-conscious. Ones ths shame grow from the acute awareness of their neediness. One uknowingly become hard/harsh on self, which js adds to the anxiety. Because they were ashamed, therefore did not perceive oneself as being a lovable or worthwhile person. This shame, in turn, resulted in low self-esteem and deeper shame. (kinda gettin addictd to sadness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One yearns to get cuddled n luvd. U bcome anxious as u cant conclude how u dont love urself?.&lt;br /&gt;Start broodin hw u create a lonely life for urself. N evn get inclined to thnk if its cause n effice. U start worring on karma n hence self-confidence goes for a toss. One wud wnt a radical shift in life, quit doin thngs tht've been hurting. B then u get worried that u dont move or shift smthing dramatically n purposelessly. One,almost unconsciously, start desperately to luk for smthin tht wud heal n start wonderin 'Am I really a healer?'.(or evn worth it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A significant breakthrough occurs when one finally admits his/her shame about these feelings of low self-worth (to another person at times and mor importantly to themselves). Admitting the shame liberates from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, one wud hav to work very hard to deny both my shame and my low self-worth, because they desperately wanted to deny that low self-worth was one of my core issues. Because of the denial, my shame and my low self-worth persisted and even grew —one feeding endlessly on the other. By denying my shame and my low self-worth, I remained bound to it/slaved by it. By admitting my shame and my low self-worth, and more importantly, accepting both as a part of myself, I released myself from the shame, freed myself to accept myself unconditionally, and gave myself permission to start loving and esteeming every bit tht is me/all of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time, continued belief in myself as a lovable/worthwhile person no longer depends upon an external source or upon external affirmation. I kno i no longer "need" another person to constantly affirm my worth or relieve my shame by loving me (i.e., since no one loves me, I must not be worth it, wht the heck). I can give myself all the positiveness and love I need. Since my need for love and external affirmation is no longer an issue, the shame associated with my low self-worth is gone altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets use an analogy, it's just as if I had an empty account in my "love" bank. I was stupidly waiting and longing for someone else to make the needed deposits, unaware that I could have been making huge deposits for myself all along. Now I have an abundance of love mor than enuf for myself and gud enuf to give away. This account keeps on renderin the interest in a compound way- thru my own deposits and thru the investments I make in others. Because I have love to give away, I am truly a love-able person. I am no longer needy, at least not jst that; I am healthy, and thus, even more lovable. By embracing and accepting my shame and my low self-worth, if at-all, I empowered myself to change.To change something u gotta accept/admit it first or atleast have the guts for the same whenever required. I have an infinite Source and reserve of love and self-esteem for myself and i luv the fact that i can share it as/when required. I love me and that makes me feel strong, strong enuf to the xtent that I cud be a suportive system to others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aint it being selfish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ye right, it is. bt then at times u gotta stop carin'. being urself wud be amusin enuf to evn care bout it the otherway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(bad answer i kno... read on thn)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of learning self-love(and hence love in general) is this—the more love I give myself, the more love I have to give away. The love account is never depleted. I can now give healthy love from the abundance of my own love and my own wholeness. True recovery is about giving pure, healthy, unconditional love, not getting love.The love circle is xpanding frm the center as soon as and as much as i keep expanding the periphery. My life is now characterized by an ever-expanding circle of love, rather than a downward spiral deeper into shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am a lovable and worthwhile person! Now I truly believe it and can affirm it to others. Equally important, I now have an abundance of genuine self-love, which I can draw upon and give away love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, all this healthy self-love unlocks the door to true self-esteem. Self-esteem and self-love are co-requisite. Because I am able to love myself and others unconditionally, I esteem myself; I hold myself in high regard; I value myself, the I that I am . I m sumthing. and i luv the fact so much that i m sumthing and that i kno it. This fact of being sumthing is so very important than lots of anythings happening to us/our life. I perceive myself as an able-to-give-love, worthwhile person, and this very fact makes me luv myself and ppl luv me . The abundance of my self-love is the clean, healthy gift of unconditional love I can now bring to all my relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read the followin' :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep at the centre of my being,there is an infinite well of love.&lt;br /&gt;I now allow this love to flow to the surface.It fils my heart, my body, my mind, my consciousnes,&lt;br /&gt;my very being, and radiates out from me in all directions and returns to me mutliplied.&lt;br /&gt;The more love I use and give, the more I have to give.&lt;br /&gt;The supply is endless.&lt;br /&gt;The use of love makes me feel good,it is an expression of my inner joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to go about it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wouldn't have ever created a life wherein u have to overcome so much tht you didn't have the power, desire, divine support, and ability to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Chose to take better care of urself - work out, meditate, practise yoga. etc.&lt;br /&gt;Start doin wht u like, dedicate mor time to hobbies etc. join sum hobby club-classes if requird.&lt;br /&gt;(nw mayb its js the case with me,bt lately) I beleive shoppin is a therapy. (very materialistic bt) its kinda u feel happy that u possess the stuff u like of all other; that u hav a choice n the liberty to assert/announce it. Shoppin, if u r resourceful enuf, cud become a gr8 healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advantages:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the issues w r t honour n ethics in relationships get clear. ur wnt of being honourd wud get nurtured. u enter the healin arena and start healin urself. U mak it a wonderful commitement to urself to always remain happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hw does himanshu luv himself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(gettin' uploaded/updated soon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114743075304270606?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114743075304270606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114743075304270606&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114743075304270606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114743075304270606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-me.html' title='I love me:'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114716295999834646</id><published>2006-05-09T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:34.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hw much I wish....</title><content type='html'>This one is kinda... &lt;em&gt;bas itna sa khwab hai.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 110px" height="110" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/2977/logo8vj.gif" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O'may be ... &lt;em&gt;Dil chahta hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="305" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/9650/wish0gz.gif" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(1) {Wishes = wants} &lt;-- is incorrect and (2) U gotta be really avant-garde enuf to conclude &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;which one r the actual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(read on)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bloggin wud pay me&lt;br /&gt;- i will hav dimples&lt;br /&gt;- to hav another pair of canvas shoes&lt;br /&gt;- i knew who the heck discovered tobacoo?&lt;br /&gt;- to mak a movie sumtime soon&lt;br /&gt;- everyone wud use a bicycle&lt;br /&gt;- Einstien were alive for me to meet him&lt;br /&gt;- i discover i m truman as in 'The Truman Show'&lt;br /&gt;- i knew hw wud i luk with my forehead nt expanding&lt;br /&gt;- ppl start likin/luvin/toleratin each other&lt;br /&gt;- sanjeev kumar cud still live/work/act&lt;br /&gt;- there were discothques @ where i m.&lt;br /&gt;- i was mor photogenic&lt;br /&gt;- i knew wht the heaven made God send me here&lt;br /&gt;- everyone knos the caliber of smile&lt;br /&gt;- to hav a wide-strapped wrist watch/band(like saif's got in salaam namaste) soon&lt;br /&gt;- love were not abused&lt;br /&gt;- my dvd-players'(,its broke for now) lens gets replaced soon&lt;br /&gt;- work ws fun always.&lt;br /&gt;- AB shud live forever&lt;br /&gt;- to hav a laptop&lt;br /&gt;- my college-times were nt as bad&lt;br /&gt;- there ws nthin like first love&lt;br /&gt;- sardar patel was the first PM.&lt;br /&gt;- amisha patel was in my class&lt;br /&gt;- I knew hw does it feel to be an arts grad&lt;br /&gt;- hollywood was called 'Humbai' , after Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;- i cud do part-time VJ'ing&lt;br /&gt;- romance ws nt so cliched&lt;br /&gt;- i cud write as gud as javed (akhtar) sa'ab&lt;br /&gt;- there was no pakistan&lt;br /&gt;- the education system keeps on improving&lt;br /&gt;- i knew where Priyanka Suri is?&lt;br /&gt;- to go to the mars via moon&lt;br /&gt;- to hav a red swift in the nxt 9 months&lt;br /&gt;- to hav a xtensive collection of clothes/wathces/sun-glasses/accessories&lt;br /&gt;- gujrati customer service gets outsourced to the Sacramento and punjabbi to Glasglow&lt;br /&gt;- i'd hav discoverd gravity&lt;br /&gt;- My CQ(Cool Quoteint) keeps on increasin'.&lt;br /&gt;- i knew why ECom engineerin happend to me.&lt;br /&gt;- i had my room as cool as saifs in DCH&lt;br /&gt;- it doesn get this hot in summers&lt;br /&gt;- madhuri was still there in movies&lt;br /&gt;- the plot of terminator/matrix doent become a reality&lt;br /&gt;- to meet God&lt;br /&gt;- Forrest Gump was a real person i cud meet&lt;br /&gt;- pollution becomes a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;- aish starts talkin bout her n salmaan&lt;br /&gt;- ahmedabad ws as cool as delhi/pune&lt;br /&gt;- spice-girls get together again&lt;br /&gt;- oscars were not this hyped&lt;br /&gt;- i knew if death is the end&lt;br /&gt;- i knew whts it with bitin nails?&lt;br /&gt;- to launch Aryan Shahrukh khan&lt;br /&gt;- i could control weather&lt;br /&gt;- i rememer my prev birth&lt;br /&gt;- gujratis were bit mor professional&lt;br /&gt;- steven spielberg comes to mumbai to collect best foreign film award.&lt;br /&gt;- to talk to hanuman, i thnk hes the super-dad of all superheroes&lt;br /&gt;- penelope cruz, salma hayek, jackie-chan were indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ppl comment/feedbak on my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114716295999834646?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114716295999834646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114716295999834646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114716295999834646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114716295999834646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/05/hw-much-i-wish.html' title='Hw much I wish....'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114675521372241913</id><published>2006-05-04T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:34.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bro:</title><content type='html'>( So it’s my brother’s birthday tomorrow 5th may.&lt;br /&gt;I really cant figure out wht to gift 'coz of the geographical distance and evn otherwise(like a normal guy i m not too gud at giftin/chosin gifts)&lt;br /&gt;Js thot of transmittin' my innermost wishes thru this blog thing of mine )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Wish u a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2641/320/fbbro.0.gif" width="272" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No matter how far apart we are,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we are united with sincere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blessing and yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img513.imageshack.us/my.php?image=untitled2br.jpg"&gt;Heres&lt;/a&gt; a potential birthday card &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="290" alt="" src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/7103/untitled2br.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img452.imageshack.us/my.php?image=hbb001inside0nu.jpg"&gt;(inside)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img452.imageshack.us/img452/3985/hbb001inside0nu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img253.imageshack.us/my.php?image=schuyler20and20arthur20grossgr.jpg"&gt;then&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/8524/schuyler20and20arthur20grossgr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n &lt;a href="http://img189.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc05774a7321778wu.jpg"&gt;now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://img189.imageshack.us/img189/3436/dsc05774a7321778wu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish i had a ynger brother like me, bt m not sure if u wud've as gud n elder bro as u.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kno being the elder one is difficult&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="118" alt="" src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/5245/brothers3ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bt get this, being the &lt;a href="http://img358.imageshack.us/my.php?image=photo0kt.jpg"&gt;ynger&lt;/a&gt; is no picnic &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://img358.imageshack.us/img358/4936/photo0kt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Enuf of all the useless talks...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bring on the &lt;a href="http://img267.imageshack.us/my.php?image=chocolatecakewithsliceoutofit5.jpg"&gt;cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="119" alt="" src="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/2465/chocolatecakewithsliceoutofit5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS&lt;/u&gt;: i think i told u this b4- one thing that i ws happy whn u left for the US ws that i m gonna get the entire room n cud evn use ur closet/wardrobe ;)... i ws js tryin to be like me, like a ynger bro :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114675521372241913?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114675521372241913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114675521372241913&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114675521372241913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114675521372241913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-bro.html' title='Happy Birthday Bro:'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114642199868502383</id><published>2006-04-30T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:34.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>himanshu@random:</title><content type='html'>All 'bout me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/3643/don27tlabelme8ue.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;himanshu &lt;em&gt;(He'e-m&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n-shu') &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ec(electronics n communication) engineer(cant help it)&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;luvs his family&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wnts to be the hottest cool guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is losin hair frm the forhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes to shop for clothes-acessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes watchin movies&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks his elder bro is too cool&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beleives in karma&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blogs, eats, sleeps n evn works&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnk bollywood rocks&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;luvs his country&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;has nt seet snow yet&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ loves smiling faces&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesn tak life too seriously, anymor&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hs got a new pair of cool canvas shoes&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hs had a breakup&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes listenin all diff kind of gud music&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes to call himself an ECom engineer(rather than ec engineer, that is)&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes to be positive to the required extent n amount&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;lukin&lt;/a&gt; for a wide-strap belted watch&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks mom is the most beautiful woman in the universe&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes to beleive he walks real fast&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is tryin to gro hair&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thinks yash chopra is a gr8 romantic director&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks outsourcing rocks&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wishes he had perky ears&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lukin fwd to buy another pair of canvas shoes&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like the movie hum-tum a lot&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has not done a facial yet&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesnt beleive in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;likes to beleive hes got a sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beleives in gals&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ doesnt kno where life is takin him&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks tom hanks is one of the gr8est actor ever&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beleives in the potential of a smile&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wishes he wud hav learnt to play guitar&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks gujrati movies suck&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ 'cOOL is a state of mind'&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is normal&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'aishwarya is gorgues'&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wonders hw n why ppl hav dimples&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thinks puja bhatt lukd cute durin her early fame days&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesnt like to wear typical shuny black shoes and nt black socks atleast&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is workin n prayin hard to get dimples(atleast my kids wud get it)&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beleives in the virtue of jaadu ki jhappi&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ hs recently started likin beer&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ thnks irfaan and dhoni r the best thing to happn to indian cricket in recent times&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ hs got the right ear smaller than left one&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ doesnt kno where is he headin&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ like to carry his yellow bag&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thnks he wud/shud make a movie sumtime&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ likes to beleiv he aint afraid of anything&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ thnks rani mukherjee is the nxt big actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\/@/\ thinks kalaam is the coolest guy to happen to indian politics&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ likes enrique iglesias's music n physic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\/@/\ misses madhuri on screen&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ wants to hav abs asap&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ thnks a red maruti swift is the latest hot thng in four wheels&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ wears a fluroscent green livestrong wrist-band&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ thnks farhaan akhtar is the coolest among the new directors&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ thnks call-centers r a lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ likes the idea of being in love forever&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ 'five-point-someone is a gr8 book'&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ cherishes his collection of dvds&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ 'SRK can never be the next AB'&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\&lt;/a&gt; doesn like a typical formal way of grooming&lt;br /&gt;\/@/\ 'one night@ the call center cud've been better'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;\/@/\ likes to keep updatin his blog......&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114642199868502383?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114642199868502383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114642199868502383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114642199868502383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114642199868502383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/himanshurandom.html' title='himanshu@random:'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114587850816599248</id><published>2006-04-24T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:33.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Himanshu:</title><content type='html'>(The followin is Ctrl C+Ctrl V +edited frm among my mails)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time is it? (right here right nw: 12:15 pm IST, 24/4/06)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name as it appears on your birth certificate:Himanshu Harshadray Chauhan(... englis bolta hai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicknames: hemu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Parent's names: Harshadray H Chauhan, Dipti H Chauhan- the most lovable ever in the universe.Mom, dad... i owe u a lot... i luv ya. Thanx. btw, &lt;a href="http://epaperdaily.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQS8yMDA2LzAzLzAyI0FkMDAzMTk=&amp;Mode=G&amp;amp;Locale=english-skin-custom" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; they r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Number of candles that appeared on your lastbirthday cake?, (Well frankly Dad beleives one shud light candles rather than blowin em of.) - i dont rememba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When is your birthday? 24th Sept.(i don care where that puts me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Pets: none.i m gud enuf to tak care of myself n gud enuf js for that, yea i hd a gf once. ( and dont ask me mor bout this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Height:5''9'' ( i like to beleive i m still growin')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Eye color: blak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair color: blak(well mor or less) i got em colourd recently, he showd me 10 shades betn blak n brown in the Loreal manual, n i chose the 3rd frm the blak side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Piercings: eeeewww (i dont like the idea of gettin punctured by someone and payin for the same..... all my apertures are natural)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Tattoos: nop either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How much do you love your job: i m writin this frm @ work, i listen sum gud music here.I luv my job(wt the heck u mean hw much?!!).it keeps me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Birthplace: rajkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hometown: ahmedabad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Ever been in love? i beleive every sensible livin being wud do that. I wanna sound sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been to Africa? nt really, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Been toilet-papering? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Loved somebody so much it made you cry? yea. been there done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Car accident? none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Croutons or Bacon Bits: croutons for i ask for mor of em with soups everytime(or is it breadcrumbs) and i js came to kno whts bacon bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. 2 doors or 4 (on a car): Guess id prefer one with jst a pair(kinda wht saif drives in salaam namaste) or else they've Limos with &lt;a href="http://www.lethlimos.com/coverpic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;3 pairs&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.crescentcitylimousines.com/images/Benz_Picture.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;evn mor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Sprite or 7 Up: Sprite, anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite Movie: Cant thnk of js one here bt for the sake of it - kabhi kabhi/Forrest Gump. (On second thots i cant be unfair to the other ones...) a lot like luv, you've got mail, shawshanks redemption,MI-1/2,Matrix kal ho na ho, lamhe, satya, jhankar beats, khatta-meetha ... bla bla.. etc etc.(Chk &lt;a href="http://movies-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-ones-quite-obvious-but-still.html" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite Holiday: yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite Day of the week: none specifically bt recetly i've started likin saturday coz its non-officially/casual workin day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite Word or phrase: i dunno why i keep usin: ye, yea, yeah, yup, oka, later, nt yet,nvm, whtever,wht the heck(dts hell + f ) n dialogues/refrences frm diff movis@ diff times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite toothpaste: colgate(whts dt for anyways?!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite Restaurant: cnt think of a single name here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite Flowers: Red roses( well actually i like all of em gals, bring em on ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite drink: water.frooty, nimbu-sharbat, perfectly prepared rose/khas sharbet. Recently found i cud nt only bear up beer bt also njoi it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite perfume: keep changin 'ém, right nw 've got a park avenue, happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Sport to watch: Cricket or evn soccer/football(used to be a wwf fan durin my school-times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Preferred Type of Ice: (wht r the diff types anyways) cubes-perfect for drinks. Also i luv crushed form as in gola/chuski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Best friend and why: God, i kno hes always gonna b wid me, evn whn i m nt here anymor :)(Btw, &lt;a href="http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; is my latest gud frend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Disney/Warner bros: wht? r u offerin jobs as well??? (second answer) warners r bros and walt disney being a guy+ i m normal==&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite Fast Food Restaurant: Dominos(if it fits here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When was your last hospital visit? Whn my aunt(mausi) gave birth to a babyboy, cud almost c uncle feelin like wht saif feels with his twins comin in salaam namaste(cant help it js got its DVD yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What color is your bedroom's carpet? this question makes me wonder 'bout the utility of a carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. How many times did you fail your Permit and/or Drivers License Test? none. it ws vahivat'éd(arraged for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who is the last person you got mail from before you got this e-mail? (chkd my inbox n found it is) hiren barot (he actually askd me to 'leave' him frm nw on frm these mails/thread. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever been convicted of a crime? nt legally. nt yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Which single store would you choose to max out your credit card? too many takers... the mos recent one wud be pyramid @ ahmdabad... i luv buyin clothes/accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What do you do most often when you are bored? (well dunno... may b) i reply to mails. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Name the person that you are friends with that lives the farthest away: Wherever u r, all of u, my frens, r real close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Most annoying thing? hypocrisy, smoking, indifference. I 'd include procrastination here later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Bedtime: nt yet.( i like to mak the most of the day n evn mor of the night, lately hav developd this habit of sleepin late n wakin up early)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who will respond to this the fastest? i dunno. js did my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who is the person/persons you sent this to that is least likely to respond? rutu n others. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. The key to leading a happy fulfilling life? This, one of my dear frens SRK(i thnk u kno him) already xplaind coupla yrs bak... 'Aaj ek khushi aur baat lo, kya pata... (u got it)&lt;br /&gt;also, trust ur instincts and ur heart they are nver wrong no matter wat others say.&lt;br /&gt;Must-haves: 'Self confidence and Attitude(with a capital A)'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates1: being positive and knowin till wht stage remaining the same.&lt;br /&gt;havin a big heart and a small head.&lt;br /&gt;update2: over the period of time ive realised that sucess is not about the journey or destination its bout the way of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme kno if u find any mor here. Wht else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wht else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;'Sachchai recipies ki tarah hoti hia, kuchh bataane mein mazaa hai... kuchh chipaane me' -Nick(saif) in salaam namaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114587850816599248?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114587850816599248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114587850816599248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114587850816599248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114587850816599248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/being-himanshu_24.html' title='Being Himanshu:'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114491566618243586</id><published>2006-04-13T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:32.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'ve got 2 moblies..</title><content type='html'>yea..&lt;br /&gt;(i mean for nw , since over 2 months now...), ive got 2 cellphones&lt;br /&gt;ive got like 3(odd) years old &lt;a href="http://sifyimg.speedera.net/sify.com/shopping/images/comptel/big/se_T105.jpg"&gt;sony erricson T105&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://sifyimg.speedera.net/sify.com/shopping/images/comptel/big/se_T105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(u shud c wht i've done to it nw;cant recall this piece actually lukd so beautiful whn i got it @first)&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;a href="http://www.relianceinfo.com/Infocomm/images/lgrd2340_a.gif"&gt;reliance LG 2340 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="379" alt="" src="http://www.relianceinfo.com/Infocomm/images/lgrd2340_a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m nt evn sayin dt i m proud/happy etc for havin these... i mean i wud hav been, otherwise, bt these are nt evn close to the kind of sets tht cud mak u proudly happy upon their posession. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that the reliance thng(which i dont evn like to call a cellphone.. i mean, with due respect to dhirubhai ambani, i consider it a reliance, n js that) ws bought for my (elder)bro whn he ws in india for a month or so to communicate n all. They were givin Rs 2500 talktime for Rs 2500..i.e the set came for free(- another reason for nt considerin it a cell really) n i alredy had the ancien sony set wid me since my delhi-times.(btw, i already hav the loss of this cool light purple &lt;a href="http://www.keep-talking.net/nokia/2100-pur.jpg"&gt;nokia 2100&lt;/a&gt; to my credit, dt ws my first phone., bt thts a diff story altogether) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw i its so very normal n obvious for ppl to ask me for the reason for havin two of these man-made electronic telecommunications device. There ws a period wn id tell the truth stright bt then i hd gotten ppl who'd thnk i js wnted to tell em that i've got my bro in the US(like few of u might thnk right @ this very moment)(cant beleive ppl still believe thnk america as THE US of A.. i mean v r gud enuf to giv em all a tough time... outsourcin rocks..;) ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here'r r the alibis i hav been havin for 'em... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its js anyone id try n avoid it with various possible permutations(and combinations, i suppose) of answers like they r there for incomnig/outgoing/sms/battery reasons/one is js the phonebook/roamin etc etc n all... to the xtent that i've also told ppl that one is js for show.&lt;br /&gt;Been tellin the appropriate kinda ppl dt being a telecom engineer(cant tell hw weird it feels whn i actually type/admit it), i keep a GSM n a CDMA with me for the sake of it.(thts mor or less the crux of all the engineerin i kno). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mos recent one i found is ' since i dont hav the right kinda quality in cells, i make it up with the quantity i.e. 2 of em. (evn added as ppl might like it with gals..-quantity can compensate the sad fact of nt havin the right kinda quality;)). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt at the same time, seriously, recently.. sum1 told me(like moms been tellin since so very looong nw, hw much i luv her) to get a new better cooler cell... i said 'its nt needed' ... the other guy says...' its nt bout need.. its bout " shauk" '.. n i reply..' frankly, i dont yet hav tht kinda intense shauk wid mobiles'...or js any gizmos.. i mean i like myself simple..( i do carry few accessoris n my luvly bag n all, bout which id write sumtime soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess dts all bout mycel&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;(Disclaimer: the followin words are to be considered/appreciated only for the humor they cud exhibit and dont display any kind of prejuidice from writer's end towards any particular community...)&lt;br /&gt;Sardar bought a new mobile. He called every1 in his Phonebuk &amp;amp; said "My Mobile No. has changed, Earlier it was Nokia 3310 Now it is 6610"&lt;br /&gt;Xtenstion:- one of his close relatives replied... 'oye gud yaar, nw they r providin 4 digit nos. .. easy to remember'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114491566618243586?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114491566618243586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114491566618243586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114491566618243586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114491566618243586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/ve-got-2-moblies.html' title='&apos;ve got 2 moblies..'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114450040768408156</id><published>2006-04-08T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:32.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m growin' hair...</title><content type='html'>( well almost. I mean, atleast, i m trying to..)&lt;br /&gt;(hairs my story in hair i m .. bad one, i kno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw i hav this big face n m gettin bald( to put it better, losin hair) at the front( n ppl r like...' does ur dad hav the same too??' i say yes.. they: 'oh ok.. so its ok.. u gotta hav it... ' n me:' kno wht dad is marrid, i m not.')... js gettin mor of the forehead(like aamir hs it or evn arjun rampal)...(in fact i hd locatd a cool tantra tshirt readin ' the mor i lose my hair the mor i get brains' .. bt sadly cudnt find one that wud fit me gud).&lt;br /&gt;In fact there ws a time whn it ws like..: i hav tension coz i m losin my hair.. i m losin my hair coz i hav tension( like they say.. i m fat coz i eat a lot... i eat a lot coz i m fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn i askd my hairstylist( i like to call my &lt;em&gt;naai&lt;/em&gt; that...on second thots is there another engilsh word..... btw) of wht cud be done bout it... he said.. 'the only thng u cud do bout it is ignore it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw this is cud sound unbeleivable... but it ws my hair-stylist who suggestd me to go on with it.. tho he did put the precondition that i shud be gettin them set atleast once every month thru him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pleasantly enuf i m likin the idea alredy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gud frens shahrukh, amir and hrithik too are doin it ...Hd a chat with one of my buddis bout it n told him to do the same. told him its the 'in' thing (as they call it).. js chk the latest/bests ... Dhoni, Kalaam, M f husain, John Abraham, Leander Paes, David Beckham et al.(Update: chk &lt;a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQS8yMDA2LzA1LzA5I0FyMDEwMDc=&amp;Mode=HTML&amp;amp;Locale=english-skin-custom"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; frm the TOI) I think the most manly and classy look in long hairs has been that of Mel Gibson in 'BraveHeart' (exclusion:hav u chkd ashmit patel in long locks, luks like amisha with beard/moustache shaved.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact the last time i went for the 'hair-setting'... the stylist said ' he'd mak 'em luk like john...'&lt;br /&gt;n i : 'gotta hav a physic like him too'.. He: 'start workin out,till u get the hair like him very soon, shud also get a similar body'...n while he ws applyin his artistic skills on me.. i : 'wht if i dnt get bipasha i can always hav hair like john right'... He:' bhai, js wait, u also wud get bipasha!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant tell hw pleasantly amazingly patient he is while workin on me( the hair-cut, offcourse)... he calls it 'slicing-the thng that he does on my hair'. its like he doesn cut em js maks sure ther all set, dont hav 2 ends , dont bother me and that i m convinced enuf that they r cut n that sumthin has been done on the hair.(kinda wht aamir says in andaz apna apna: &lt;em&gt;baal bhi kat gaye aur pataa bhi nahi chala!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also used to keep askin each n everyone i came to kno(esp the fairer sex), if i shud get them coloured ( they call it streaks or sumthin) .. bt the survery results came negative.. so droped the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts my hairy story('sory ek aur bad joke', courtesy:hum-tum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;The worst pj bout hair-styles in one of my recent fav movies...kal ho na ho.. SRK sayin... 'to kya hua agar maine DCH nahi dekhi, main kya karu mujhe hair-styles ke baare mein kuch pata nahi'&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;One of the much better ones :- hum-tum....&lt;br /&gt;'Wht!, its my Tom Cruise look yaar'- Saif xplainin his elongated locks to his mom n rani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114450040768408156?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114450040768408156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114450040768408156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114450040768408156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114450040768408156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-m-growin-hair.html' title='I m growin&apos; hair...'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114439177191409666</id><published>2006-04-06T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:32.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main thehra raha zameen (c)halne lagi....</title><content type='html'>Ye...&lt;br /&gt;i ve had this experince in escalators n all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday, 11:31 pm,i had it for the first time frm a natural phenomena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah whn the first n the most devastatin one came i ws in mumbai... Hd gotten the feelin of the aftershocks later... but it hs always been like... ppl comin n askin, did u feel it... n i m like- oh yeah, offcourse,i did.(like for this one ppl said it came in the afternoon also.. i ws haan haan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday i, for the first time, cud hav the feelin that i shud b thankful the earth is rotatin so steadily. &lt;a href="http://www.gujaratglobal.com/nextSub.php?id=350&amp;catype=NEWS"&gt;They&lt;/a&gt; say it ws 5.5 on the ritchers( nw the worst one hd been 7... that mus be sumthing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ws lyin on bed supported by the wall n pillow with the TV remote in my hand. js gettin started to get the feelin dat i d sleep soon.. n then all of the sudden it shook... Now theres sum kinda reinovation goin at the place i ws puttin up; to begin with i wondered wht work r these guys upto this late... n then i thot its sumthin mor... started lukin around the room, lukd above n cud c the fan doin simple harmonic motion.. nw i ws on 2nd floor...&lt;br /&gt;n thn i heard random voices of ppl.. n thot... this is it... i js felt it...(on an xtra positive note.. god js signaled: keep movin'....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went downstairs... cud c ppl on roads talkin with each others or on cells.tele- talkd to one of my buddies . Tried callin few of my relativs.. guess the network ws jammed n all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayd down for sumtime... n bak to room... got rid of the sleepy-like feelin i had... channel surfin.. n then i felt real hungry .. went down n discovered so many others hd the same cravin'.... there ws virtually a line in one of the stalls servin hot ganthiyas(a guji snack)/jalebis/chips.. n then b4 i cud get a chance.. the cops came to call it a close. went to a paan-shop got wafers/parle-g/shing-bhujiya/aalu-sev frm their... bt cant resist the sweet-smell of hot jalebis while returnin... got it packed very soon... while the cops were busy else where... returnin to my room.. the guy, @guest house i m puttin up for nw, said i cud get sumthin frm them also if i wnt to... went bak to my room.. ordered an aalu-parantha. Had all the snacks n the parantha wid curd at 1:37 am dot while the TV ws playin 'samjho na' by himesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun being me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Tremors of a quake,yeah..may be,it ws His b'day, Ram Navami, he mus be partyin i guess:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114439177191409666?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114439177191409666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114439177191409666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114439177191409666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114439177191409666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/main-thehra-raha-zameen-chalne-lagi.html' title='Main thehra raha zameen (c)halne lagi....'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114414248190767137</id><published>2006-04-04T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:32.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog?   Well.... why blog? and...why me?</title><content type='html'>Being an engineer( yeah u all may nt be knowin that), lemme start off very analytically(or logically.. or whtever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wht is a BLOG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.askoxford.com/worldofwords/wordfrom/modernslang/?view=uk"&gt;Oxford dictionary&lt;/a&gt; defines it as:&lt;br /&gt;blog noun An Internet website containing an eclectic and frequently updated assortment of items of interest to its author. 1999-. [Shortening of weblog.] So blogger, noun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=blog"&gt;Also&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;an online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;Typically updated daily, blogs often reflect the personality of the author.&lt;br /&gt;Etymology:&lt;br /&gt;shortened form of Weblog&lt;br /&gt;Usage:&lt;br /&gt;blog, blogged, blogging v, blogger n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;to author an online diary or chronology of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Etymology:&lt;br /&gt;1999-2004; abbr. of Weblog&lt;br /&gt;Usage:&lt;br /&gt;blogged, blogging; blogger, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enuf of this 'tech' part..&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell u why i m blogggin... to KISS(Keep it straight/simple n short/sweet).... 'coz i feel like. and i hav n option( thats the best part of life... u hav n optinon ... anyways id write bout it in detail later in sum of my posts)... it also js might happen that i may nt feel like it tomorrow or the day after.. but anyways u gotta live today n do it to the fullest, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remeber one of my gud frens had shared it wid me that life is all bout expressing... wht u express is wht u live life... it cud be either thru talk, write, eyes, the way u carry yourself, body language n all... I js thot id live fuller...so gotto write n liv more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact i talkd to another gud fren of mine bout startin my own blog and he said .. that a gud writer shud do it.. n i ws like... if one feels for sumthin frm within n is gud enuf to express it.. he wud be a gud writer on that topic. So lets c how much i feel for sumthin. Or evn otherwise if its all shit( like ths blog i guess).. i dont care, n as i said u always hav the option to ignore(atleast the bad ones).( i dont kno whether to call this an attitude or wht but ye..ive gotten it sumhow over a period of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here r small piece of conversation that explains that bloggin cud be the most purposeless thing done willfully ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;Blogger: My blogging is like complete shit!!&lt;br /&gt;Non-blogger: Jst wht do u mean?&lt;br /&gt;Blogger: i mean its all such a waste but so very necessary. Also i do it everyday unless i m not well.&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;Blogger1: I just write in because it makes me sane&lt;br /&gt;Blogger2: ur stealing my dialogue now&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me thinks, simplicity with a dose of humour and a pinch of defensive sarcasm mak any form of presentation interestin. and offcourse hw u do is as important as wht u do.&lt;br /&gt;Also id try n add sum trivia/funny stuff(which may not be originally my creation) at the end of each of my post(jst for the sake of it, or on second thots , u atleast might like the end... but hey i m nt promisin it everytime either!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats it..&lt;br /&gt;i luv it whn i dont hav a topic n yet i cud write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;himanshu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Since this is among my foremost posts, id like to lay a red-carpet for u all, thru the &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bonjovi/welcometowhereveryouare.html"&gt;followin&lt;/a&gt;'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're all different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we're still the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all got the blood of Eden running through our veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know sometimes it's hard for you to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're caught between just who you are and who you want to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you feel alone and lost and need a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember every new beginning is some beginning's end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That right here, right now you're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everybody's in and you're left out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you feel you're drowning in the shadow of a doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone's a miracle in their own way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just listen to yourself, not what other people say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it seems you're lost, alone and feelin' down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember, everybody's different; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just take a look around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be who you want to be, be who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone's a hero, everyone's a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you want to give up and your heart's about to break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember that you're perfect; God makes no mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I say welcome) Welcome to wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Thanks Bon Jovi 4 makin these lyrics popular]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Njoi ur stay n do keep comin' back.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114414248190767137?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114414248190767137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114414248190767137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114414248190767137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114414248190767137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-well-why-blog-andwhy-me.html' title='Blog?   Well.... why blog? and...why me?'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25301532.post-114407848184785600</id><published>2006-04-03T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:18:32.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The very first one....</title><content type='html'>hi..&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno how to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it was so easy defining about myself here, I dont think I would b writing then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m for sure new to this blogging thing. this section is gonna be all bout 'Being Himanshu'.&lt;br /&gt;No i m not being cliche n all.. i really dont kno how to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ye i kno how to end atleast..&lt;br /&gt;so i guess. id take this as a test blog and end it right away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;gudluck&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;u hav gud time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hav fun... bindaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;himanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;js one genuine request... pls refrain from using abusive lingo ( i mean to say no *** or beeps in here) while commentin(ha ha ha .. i m expecting too much i guess) ' coz there wud b a grup of females ( agen expectin to much...lol) who might read this blog n also that few of em are very decent..( yes its u , you i m talking about, i really thnk u r so very decent...so pls come agen ). ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Pls follow it.. or else id F ur A up.&lt;br /&gt;N offcourse whn u really cant tak it enuf n js feel like takin it out... u always hav my email... js shoot it to me... i promise i wont reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25301532-114407848184785600?l=here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/feeds/114407848184785600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25301532&amp;postID=114407848184785600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114407848184785600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25301532/posts/default/114407848184785600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://here-i-am-himanshu249.blogspot.com/2006/04/very-first-one.html' title='The very first one....'/><author><name>himanshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01138587038839380075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_Gvx9_F-T4/TOpM5b-PtEI/AAAAAAAAANY/SVJxCIQ0prw/S220/DSCN1694.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
