<?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-8332020798921345185</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:37:18.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gyaan Guru</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-5799384708349774757</id><published>2010-12-06T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T05:24:42.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyTryst with Professionalism Part - II</title><content type='html'>Everybody passes through the transitional period of turning from a Student to a Corporate. While at college we used to think that student life is feverish. We need to abide by the college law !!!&lt;br /&gt;(How many of us follow it Religiously ?? Absolutely None ..). That time, we used to think when I would get a job then I would buy a Sedan , buy an I-pod and to check out some beautiful colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you step-in to the so called "Corporate Life" all your hopes , aspirations seem to be pulverised. From the very first Induction Training you feel that , Is that all I used to dream for ???&lt;br /&gt;No..Damn !!! You say to your self corporate life not only sucks but also it fucks you badly..Brutally might be the right term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gradually your training period starts...When at college you always have a stomach pain at a boring lecture to cite an excuse, But here even if you get pain in all your important body parts (It depends&lt;br /&gt;on you to decide which body part has importance in your body) no body listens, no body cares rather. You have got thousand of pending assignments to complete. You have to read not so good looking&lt;br /&gt;sites about those technical stuffs. As it's obvious..You had habit of looking into those hot sites in your college career.You spend sleepless nights to complete those assignments. At the end some how you&lt;br /&gt;managed to pass. Now you feel a bit relaxed. But the very next day you are assigned to a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you see those hundred thousands of Labyrinthine codes which is neither well documented nor well commented you feel like kicking the ass of the developer who has written the code and you also&lt;br /&gt;feel like to screw the lead who has assigned you to the project.No doubt , you are smart. But your lead even smarter !!! Gradually you try to get hold over the project and make some bug fixes and release&lt;br /&gt;the initial version. That night you went to a movie with your girl friend and boozed around.You thought you had done a very good job. Next day you come to office a bit late and expect appreciation from your&lt;br /&gt;Lead..But ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Lead yells at you like anything...The client is utterly un-happy with you ...You come to your desk and tilt your head over your hands. You see those red marks in the mail..Silently you cry. That moment you&lt;br /&gt;promised to yourself to complete the work . You worked day in day out ..You gradually became a workaholic and alcoholic at the same time . It's obvious that you were and are a smoker.Those few days shaped your attitude as well as aptitude.You got a good hold over your technology as well as the project. Next week you got a smiley from your lead along with the appreciation. Gradually you see changes inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be continued ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-5799384708349774757?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/5799384708349774757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/12/mytryst-with-professionalism-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5799384708349774757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5799384708349774757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/12/mytryst-with-professionalism-part-ii.html' title='MyTryst with Professionalism Part - II'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4648903025137626854</id><published>2010-11-30T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:59:02.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Tryst with PROFESSIONALISM : Part - I</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I vaguely remember that during our B.Tech course curriculum we had a subject called "Organisational Behaviour". The name&amp;nbsp; itself was self explanatory. That time the problem was, we were not associated with any organisational type of work culture. So brusquely I had mugged up few lines from the book so that I would get a good grade in the exam. That time , I hoped (as everyone does) I will utilise those concepts when I would get chance to work in an organisation. But my hope is somehow blurred these days.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you browse through the Times Ascent (Comes every Wednesday with The Times Of India), Almost 50% of the pages are inundated with these kind of articles. Everyone is talking about increasing employee productivity,increasing job satisfaction,how to get a better job etc etc . If you collect Ascents of last 30 Wednesdays, you will get to see almost 70 % are similar in the some or the other way. I would be happy if the TOI instead of giving more on those articles would lay more stress on Job Opportunities.What I feel (I might be wrong) those articles are only for reading purpose not for practical implementation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before few days , I was talking to one of my friend who serves in India's largest IT brand. According to him : There is no "Sir" concept in his company. Everyone is called by their names. Even the Country Head !!! Every company also says we follow the same culture , but how many of them actually does ?? Imagine, if you have got a lead and everyone calls him by putting the "SIR" before his name.Being inspired by the so called company culture "Nobody is BOSS here , and everyone are friend and colleagues" you tried to call him by his name. His face will definitely turn pale and his frowning face would throw a weird gaze at you . He might think : "Well , this boy needs some care in his appraisal " (You know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have never understood the professional behaviour till now. What does it mean ? Does it mean that the BOSS is always right ? Does it mean that the Client is always right or does it mean that you have to slog for hours and the next day some changes has been made (which was suggested by you earlier, but nobody paid attention.). You have to again work on those . Now you say, in which way the employee productivity is increased ? I guess in these days we need to be a smart worker rather than hard worker. In my view, who works smart , does not need to work hard. According to one of friend, "What ever good happens credit goes to the Manager, what ever bad happens credit goes to the Bottom Level Worker." So the theme is the Bottom Level workers are always at the receiving end, when ever something happens (Particularly bad.). This is exactly in the same way as , When a riot breaks out in some area and the situation goes out of the control and the Police has to do lathi charge or something,the policeman who had given the order to lathicharge is suspended first (Ohh Come on , give me a break...That poor chap was just controlling the situation.). But nobody blames the politician who are responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a friend who works in a reputed organisation. Whenever I call him , he used to say, I am in office , even on Sunday Nights. He is one of rare kind of guy,every organisation wants to have him. So, curiously I asked him .....What went wrong dude ? Is it the work pressure or the project deadline which keeps you working even on Sunday nights. He angrily replied....Neither ...My Boss stays long at the office. As I am in his team...So I have to ....No other options...(Thank God !!! I am blessed with a very good organisation.) Now , how heck was this ? Once I have read in an article written by Narayan Murthy about how the work culture is affected if the employees stay long without any work. But I guess his manager is much more intelligent and efficient than Narayan Murthy even :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-4648903025137626854?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4648903025137626854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-tryst-with-professionalism-part-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4648903025137626854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4648903025137626854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-tryst-with-professionalism-part-i.html' title='MY Tryst with PROFESSIONALISM : Part - I'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-2189978736715544394</id><published>2010-11-27T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:50:29.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Questions ....Remain Un-answered ...</title><content type='html'>It's been an era, since I have updated my Blog. Ran into some personal tensions having the semblance that it would get adjudicated someday. But I forgot, that there is no run-away from those co called TENSIONS, we have to manage it anyhow and trying to fool our self saying that "All izz well !!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know, everyone of us has some/many questions in their mind. Some has answer , some has not. Some are thought provoking, some are cockeyed and the list goes on and on ...I have also loads of question in my mind..Sometimes my body has questions as well ...(I just wonder...Am I a limited edition or what ??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So here goes my list of weird,eldridge (anything you can say ) list of questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why am I so stupid ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why do people have an impression that am toooo serious ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do my Girlfriend loses her cool when somebody says something against me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Why only Women turn to ghosts in those not so scary movies ?? (Is it so that Women die unsatisfied ?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why do all those works arrive at your desk when you are busy planning for a weekend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Why all those your favourite movies/programs plays in Television when you have an important exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why don't we get a simple XEROX shop when we need it urgently , though you can find plenty of those, while we are just travelling ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Why do people smoke knowing that it's harmful in every way and it does not also reduce their tensions in any manner ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Why do girls take soooo long to do their make-up when you are getting late for an important occasion ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why do your friends&amp;nbsp; not have change rupees every time it's needed and borrow from you and also forget every time to return those ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Why do girls are fond of panipuri/golgappas and Teddy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Why do people get married ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Why do the Internet gets dis-connected when you are lost with your girl friend / boy friend in chatting ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Why do people puke the truth after gulping few drops of alcohol ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Why do boys are so dis-organised compared to girls ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Why does your dad arrive early when you are out for a late night movie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Why do people get inspired by bad fast rather than good ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Why do many youngsters praise the movie "NAYAK" but most are not interested in POLITICS ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Why is the frequency of the act of sex in higher at night than in day ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Why am I writing these value less questions ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-2189978736715544394?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/2189978736715544394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/11/few-questions-remain-un-answered.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/2189978736715544394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/2189978736715544394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/11/few-questions-remain-un-answered.html' title='Few Questions ....Remain Un-answered ...'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-6436446505391384428</id><published>2010-07-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:47:44.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Insane Interview</title><content type='html'>I had the opportunity to face a really insane interview by one of my colleague cum friend .So the interview goes as follows .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. If someone wrote a biography about you, what do you think the title should be ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;A Confused Person : Yesterday , Today &amp;amp; Tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. If you are told that there will be no penalty for breaking a law (any one,only once),which law you would have liked to break ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Hmm ...Let me think ...I will drink and smoke in a flight .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Whom / What do you fear the most on earth?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I am really scare of finding a mistake while discussing after an important examination .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What would you ask GOD, if you meet him someday ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Why do you suffer from Identity Crisis ?? (As there are 33 Crores God !!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Only glimpse of your sweetheart OR complete ownership of a gorgeous girl for a day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I would like to stay with my sweetheart all the time 24 * 7 . But here I will sadly accept a glimpse of her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. The question that has confused you the most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Why do we behave like a Idealist at 20 and realist at 40 ?? What's the appropriate age for marriage ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Who is the person you want to show the highest degree of your wildness ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I am a simple human being by nature , am not that wild ...But if given a chance : Of course to my beloved .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Arrange the list on the basis of priority.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love, Charity, Career, Children, Friends, Parents, Spirituality ? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Parents , Career , Friends , Love , Charity , Spirituality .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What is your devil:angel ratio ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Really a difficult question ...It would be 99.99 : 0.01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Who is the person you trust the most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Besides my family members I trust my GF the most .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favourite age you have been so far ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I have very less memory . So can not recall properly .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever worn / thought of wearing&amp;nbsp; lingerie ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Well , I have definitely thought about it . But never tried .&lt;i&gt;Afraid of consequences .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could be born into history as any famous person who would it be and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I would like to born as Napolean . He was the person who has the real ambition .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What is your best physical attribute? (Whom would you like to show it)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;According to me it's my half burnt Lungs (Due to excessive smoking) . I would like to show it to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What your secret talent you believe is ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Given time I can convince any body , any thing , even any animal on Planet Earth .&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the sweetest lie you have ever lied ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Lie is not sweet at all . &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. What is the bittest truth you have ever conveyed ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;During school career a girl proposed me but I turned her down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Have you ever stolen something precious (what is it) ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Yes , my GF's Heart . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. What do u consider the greatest help offered by u to somebody ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I have given a poor man food and shelter while he was starving .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Have you ever saved a life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Yes , 3 times rather . I have donated blood thrice during my Engineering career .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Given enough fund, what kind of business would you like to do ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Well , the most fascinating business for me is Restaurant's . So I would set up the world's largest chain of Restaurants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Which do you consider the most irritating profession?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;According to me the most irritating profession is Prostitution . Because sometimes you will come across people who will or who never can satisfy you . I mean no job satisfaction .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Which is your most valuable possession ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;If I will describe here you may try to seal it :) ...Those are few papers written by someone to me .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Have you ever taken a decision for what u have to repent through out your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;No , for me Life is the best teacher ...If&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will regret then I will not learn from it .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The longest odyssey you have ever made is ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Travelling all alone to a place called Bangalore for my MBA interview ...( I had never travelled alone till that day )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. How will you react after knowing your death date is in near future?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I will call some people and will confess about me ...Before it gets too late .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. What was the worst rumour spread by you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;That , I am a bad boy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. What was the worst rumour spread about you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;I am after a girl in my college who has no energy to talk even ...(She was anorexic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Whom do you not like to meet in this life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;Few classmates , few girls ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. What is the most secret confession would u like to do only to GOD(as he knows it if at all you don't confess)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A :&lt;/b&gt;This is really a tough question ...I would confess that I am not that bad the way you think about me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-6436446505391384428?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/6436446505391384428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/07/insane-interview.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6436446505391384428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6436446505391384428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/07/insane-interview.html' title='An Insane Interview'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7497209971760267620</id><published>2010-06-18T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T07:47:37.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things About me ....</title><content type='html'>Hello Guys !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay ....But actually I was free ....Surprised !!! Even I am . Have you ever noticed during exam time when your schedule is quite hectic , you try to derive pleasure from stupid serials !!! Same case is here with me . When I am busy I try to relax by posting some stupid writings in my blog . For the last few weeks I was Bored out of Getting Bored !!! So didn't have a choice either .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This post is inspired by one of my friend's blog ..So here I go ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT U:&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your name→ Bibhu.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames→ Sipu, Kuna, and some weird name by my Big Bro vacillating on his mood swings .&lt;br /&gt;3. Homeland→ Heaven ...As The meaning of my name is God .&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign→ Taurus (Moon Sign) , Gemini. (Sun Sign)&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or female or  transgendered → Male&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary→ What's that ??....&lt;br /&gt;7.  Schools → 3 schools&lt;br /&gt;8. Colleges → S.C.S. College Puri , and Institute  of   Technical Education &amp;amp;  Research, Bhubaneswar&lt;br /&gt;9. Height → 5.6"&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair color → Black&lt;br /&gt;11.  Long or short → Long for now &lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have a crush on someone?  → Hmmm ....Let me think !!!!&lt;br /&gt;13: Ever been in love? --- I am in Love .&lt;br /&gt;14.  Piercings → Very much Interested , Family and GF are diametric with it .&lt;br /&gt;15. Tattoos → Interested ....But will not do as my GF doesn't Like.&lt;br /&gt;16. Righty or  lefty → I am always Right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  First piercing → Perhaps the day will never come ....&lt;br /&gt;18. First best friends → My Mom (She is the best in the whole universe)...&lt;br /&gt;19. First sport you joined→ Making fun of others ....... Is not it nice ?&lt;br /&gt;20. First pet →  A Stray Dog .&lt;br /&gt;21. First vacation → To Goa ...(In my Dream ..)&lt;br /&gt;22. First concert → I am not a rock star , a simple human being rather .&lt;br /&gt;23. First crush → Who is she ??&lt;br /&gt;24.  Eating → Only to live . A veggie .&lt;br /&gt;25. Drinking → During 5th Sem , In Suresh 's mess .&lt;br /&gt;26. I'm about to → Yawn !!!!&lt;br /&gt;27. Listening to → We are going out tonight ....(RAW theme song )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;28. Last beverage → Beer at Abhisek's apartment .&lt;br /&gt;29.  Last phone call → Litu ..(My childhood friend) ..about my JOB ...&lt;br /&gt;30. Last text message → To my GF ....I was missing her badly ........         &lt;br /&gt;31. Last song you listened to → Hey Bhagwan Mujhko tu ....(By Raghu Dixit Project ...Amazing ...)&lt;br /&gt;32.  Last time you cried → Last Monday Night ....Missed my GF badly ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;33. Dated someone  twice → Infact more than that to my SweetHeart ...&lt;br /&gt;34. Been cheated on? → Umpteen no.of times .......&lt;br /&gt;35. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? → No ...Why should I ??&lt;br /&gt;36. Lost  someone special? → Yes ...One of my childhood friend and one of my Aunt (Both died young) !!!&lt;br /&gt;37. Been  depressed?→ I am a chronic patient of depression....&lt;br /&gt;38. Been drunk and threw  up? → Yes ...In Santanu's mess during MBA Preparation .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;39. Made  new friends → No ...I rather interested in maintaining my old friends ....&lt;br /&gt;40. Fallen out  of love → Well ....I actually fall in and rise in everyday in love with my GF ....&lt;br /&gt;41. Laughed until you cried → Yes ....Last time I cracked a joke with Dad and Mom .......  &lt;br /&gt;42. Met someone who changed you → My Sweetheart ....She taught me Responsibility.......&lt;br /&gt;43. Found out who your true  friends were → Life is a long journey ...I will ans this at my death bed ......&lt;br /&gt;44. Found out  someone was talking about you → Nobody talks about me ........&lt;br /&gt;45. Kissed anyone on your  friend's list → No ...This is kind of personal .......&lt;br /&gt;46. Made the first Move → This question sucks .....&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have any pets → Yes ....My half brain .....&lt;br /&gt;48.  Do you want to change your name → Never ...What's there in a name ???&lt;br /&gt;49. What did you do for your last birthday → Went to a Temple with my Mom ....&lt;br /&gt;50. What time did you wake up today – 7.30 AM&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing at midnight last night→  I was buried in my thought (I am a thinker too ...)&lt;br /&gt;52. Name something  you CANNOT wait for → To see increase visitors in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;53. Last time you  saw your father → Today at 8.10 AM ...&lt;br /&gt;54. What is the one thing you  wish you could change about your life → Never thought about it ...&lt;br /&gt;55. Most visited webpage → Adobe Forums , Google &lt;br /&gt;56. Bribed  someone? → Never ...I like to pay fine rather than Bribing ...&lt;br /&gt;57.  Played with dolphins? → I love my life ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;58. Want  kids? → Yes ...As a biological species ...&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married ? → Definitely ....&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? → Evangelist in LiveCycle in Adobe .&lt;br /&gt;61. Settling in a Big Villa? → We have already ....&lt;br /&gt;62.  Day or night? → Day ....I am not nocturnal animal like Asit .&lt;br /&gt;63. What day is tomorrow? → Sat Day ..(Wow !!! It's a weekend)&lt;br /&gt;64.  Challenges? → To make a long lasting impression on my Lead .&lt;br /&gt;65. Drive with windows up or  down? → Windows down ...As you can feel the air ...&lt;br /&gt;66. Scared of Death? → Yes ...Because I want to spend life with my loved ones .&lt;br /&gt;67.  Cook or Clean? → Cook&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or eyes → Eyes ...&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or  kisses → Hugs ...&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or taller → Depends ..&lt;br /&gt;71. Older or  Younger → What the heck !!!!&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or spontaneous → Spontaneous ....&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice stomach or nice arms → Nice arms of course ...&lt;br /&gt;74.  Sensitive or loud → Sensitive ...&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or relationship →&amp;nbsp;  I am already in a relationship .&lt;br /&gt;76. White light or Yellow light. → White lights&lt;br /&gt;77.  Trouble maker or hesitant → Trouble Maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;78.  Kissed a stranger → Are you nuts !!!&lt;br /&gt;79. Lost glasses/contacts → Yes ...In a big tide while taking a dip in the sea ....&lt;br /&gt;80. Found money on the road → During my childhood days ...&lt;br /&gt;81. Sex on first  date → This question again sucks ....What kind of a weird question is this ?&lt;br /&gt;82. Broken someone's  heart → Not knowingly ...I don't know ....&lt;br /&gt;83. Had your own heart broken →  Yes ....Several times due to back stabbings....&lt;br /&gt;84. Held a snake? → I am not gonna to be featured in Discovery ... &lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested → Well ..Detained once while riding my new bike which has no number ....&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down →  Yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died → Yes ....&lt;br /&gt;88. Liked a friend that  is a girl/boy? → Who has set this question ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;89.  Yourself → Of course !!! I do.&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles → Yes ...Infact faced a miracle today itself..&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight → No ...unless and until you spend time with some one you cant say ......&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven → Yes ...Infact I stay at heaven ...&lt;br /&gt;93.  Santa Clause → Sorry ...Who is he ??&lt;br /&gt;94. Peace in this lifetime → No one can ever stay in peace these days ...Not even animals ....&lt;br /&gt;95. Kissing on the first date? → Buddy !!! This is India ....&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels → My GF ...she is so nice and adorable ....&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person  you want to be with right now? → Yes ...with my GF I am missing her badly ....&lt;br /&gt;98.  Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time in the past? →  No ...I am not a Playboy ...&lt;br /&gt;99. You will die Young →  God knows !!! But I don't want to ...I want to grow older with my wife ..&lt;br /&gt;100. Certain things are so important that  they need to be discovered alone....This is secret baby !!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7497209971760267620?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7497209971760267620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/06/100-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7497209971760267620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7497209971760267620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/06/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things About me ....'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-3918211152008721322</id><published>2010-05-05T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:28:01.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Being frustrated I asked my friend : So , how was the ride ?? Must be Enjoyed a lot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoyment was there , but I am not sure for Whom . He replied .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I raised my eye brows with his reply . I looked at him , he was probably laughing at me ....He might be thinking a poor guy&amp;nbsp; like me who took life risk for her , but he took the chance .....I cursed my luck , my attitude , my idiosyncrasy everything ....But I can't change the past ..How ever,&amp;nbsp; my curiosity about her ride with him was still there .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So , how many times did u apply the break , You also have a Disk Brake ....I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well , I did never apply the Break ....Girls like a smooth ride ...So ...you know .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What the fuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ??? How could I know ?? You must have enjoyed cushioning at your back from her ...or you didn't apply the break because cushioning was there from the beginning voluntarily by herself ....I was confused .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hmmm , So how did she sit ??? Is it both sided ( I must tell you guys these days girls prefer to sit both sided on bike because it's safe in both ways ....One way you know .....Other way ??? Just guess) or one sided&amp;nbsp; ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well , I didn't notice .....And why should I ?? He replied ....I thought probably this was his first time that he carried a girl with him and it doesn't matter in her sitting style .....I thought atleast I made a desperate guy happy .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bibhu , You know what ??? A strange thing happened at the college (Where she had gone to deposit the fees for her brother ...Wow ...She is so responsible !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I asked not being interested ...What ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her brother came and touched her feet ....But not mine .....You know why ??? Because he thought that I am Bibhu ...means you ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; How heck was that ??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Now what happened to her brother yaar ?? I asked ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well , she has portrayed your self as the most irritating guy she has ever met in her life and who tease her everytime . .....That's why as a caring and obedient brother he didn't touch my feet ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What the Fuck !!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; My eyes , my mouth remained open for sometime.....I felt to kill that little fellow (her brother) at that time .....From my school days till now I came to news ; gained a bad image by doing nothing but the right thing .....And what can you do when the world is bad these days ....Honesty is no more best policy ....Honestly I give constructive criticism so that she can improve ....But as expected she showed her immaturity at her home also .....&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=theg070-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B002VPE1B6&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And one more thing ......I talked to her father ....Her father personally said &lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;Thank You to Me&amp;nbsp; !!!..&lt;/span&gt;.And her brother after some time touched my feet also ......He replied ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This time I felt like committing suicide at that moment , I was frustrated .....I felt like being used .....How can one girl take the help from different guy for different reasons .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well , I promised to myself I will not repeat this thing ever ....No help ...Nothing for girls ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But the happiness of my friend who carried her in hope&amp;nbsp; to have some good time in future also didn't last long .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;To be continued ........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-3918211152008721322?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/3918211152008721322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/05/idiot-inside-me-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3918211152008721322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3918211152008721322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/05/idiot-inside-me-part-4.html' title='The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 4'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-1199262466442985059</id><published>2010-05-02T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:31:33.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=theg070-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B002Q0W8IY&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;As promised ........I reached at my destination at the right time .....I looked at my watch .....Thank God !!! I am alive .....A sense of joy ran into my brain ....I called her .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello .......Where are you ??? I asked ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to 3rd floor .....I am here ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh No .....What the hell ??? I came here&amp;nbsp; taking life risk , still she is not here to take her belongings ?? Why do girls always think that Idiots like us will do everything for them ....In fact I did ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started climbing the stairs ....I was running out of breath .....I saw her ....She was tensed ....She came running at me ; at that time I felt she is going to hug me like it happens in movie , I felt like stretching my arms , but I controlled my emotions at that time . Instead of hugging me (which I was dreaming in a day) she took her certificates saying&amp;nbsp; "Thank You" with a fake smile .....I can't believe it ....I have come here by taking life risk ...Only for a Smile !!!! I am such an Idiot ...What could have happened if she had hugged me , then probably my life risk could be of some worth .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Time flies ......Then comes our Lead's Birthday ....As expected we were going for a party ....Everybody those had no vehicles expected to share with others . She gave her consent to a senior who happens to be the organiser to go with me ....I was pretty excited to carry a girl with me ...Because my bike had Disk Brake which will be used why it's meant for today ....I was dreaming so much thing waiting for her at the parking lot .Suddenly one of my colleague(a boy) came in and said : Lets Go !!! What the hell ??? I told I will carry her with me .... Then that mocked at me saying that ....She had some problem by going with you ....I asked What problem ??? He said she is afraid as some one might see her with you ....I told to my self ....What's the hell is going on ....Then i have to carry that guy with me .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then after some days I saw her with one of my colleague in his bike ...Well that bike was a Branded New Pulsar ...I asked my friend ...What happened ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied ....Well ...She has to deposit her brother's fee at the nearby college ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ....You carried her with You ??? I asked ....He told ...Well she insisted ....and I could not refuse .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-1199262466442985059?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/1199262466442985059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/05/idiot-inside-me-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1199262466442985059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1199262466442985059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/05/idiot-inside-me-part-3.html' title='The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 3'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-1989232299041648598</id><published>2010-04-26T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:05:50.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooom !!! Brooom !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I started my bike .....Just 1 min has been passed .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello ...Bibhu ....Where are you ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am on my way .......I replied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's the hell is this ??? Am I her servant or what ??? Generally I ride my bike @ 60 Kmph . But I had a dream of touching the 100 Kmph !!! mark . Nevertheless tried also . Because I am not a guy who risks his life un-necessarily .....But I don't know what happened to me that time ....I threw a gaze at my watch ....That bloody Fast Track cool watch seemed to be laughing at me .... Suddenly I accelerate the bike with full throttle ......It was on NH - 5 . Trucks , buses are&amp;nbsp; passing by my side like the current of a High Voltage circuit .....I looked at my speedometer .....80 ......90.....95 ........Come on .....Lets touch 100 mark ......Suddenly a Truck gave a horn from the front .......I came back to my normal condition .......No ....I thought .....It' now or never .....Lets put my riding skill to a test .......I accelerated ....100....105 .....Yes .....I did it ...I did it .....I can't believe it .....Suddenly I remembered ...what am I supposed to do ???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I called her .......But as an imbecile she told the wrong address .....Come on !!! I am running short of time .....But a smart guy like me found the address .....Her room mate was supposed to be ready with the document at the gate .....But as expected she was not ....I called her .....She replied ....She is getting ready .....I thought what the heck ?? Why do one require to be ready to just hand over the document ?? But after 10 mins she came giving a halt to my im-patience. I closely observed ......She was in a night - suit .....But i could not figured out ...why the hell she took time ?? To wear the night suit ? Is she generally remain naked at home ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Give me a carry bag or something ......How can i carry this ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry dear .....You have to manage .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; What the hell is happening ??? She even cant arrange a Carry bag being at a mess ?? OK ....Like every other boy i folded the certificates and put it into my banyan ......That certificates peeped into my underwear also .....It was pinching me .....I thought ...It's obvious .....As I am a handsome hunk and the certificates belong to a girl !!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I started my bike with full throttle .....This time I had overcome my fear ...But i didn't have Mountain Dew ...As it says "DAR KE AAGE JEET HAI !!" But i don't know pumped my adrenaline up as I raised my bike ......This time I touched 110 easily .....And the bike started to vibrate a lot ....I headed towards my destination ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=theg070-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B00139ZH3C&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-1989232299041648598?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/1989232299041648598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/04/idiot-inside-me-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1989232299041648598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1989232299041648598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2010/04/idiot-inside-me-part-2.html' title='The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 2'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-3644970804228226100</id><published>2010-04-23T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:10:47.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The IDIOT inside me !!! Part - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Avatar-Two-Disc-Blu-ray-DVD-Combo/dp/B002VPE1B6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=theg070-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Trring !!!!&amp;nbsp; Trring !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Who the hell is this , who dared to disturb my insomniac Sunday Afternoon sleep ?? Getting an afternoon sleep in Sunday is really bliss for me from my anathematized working hours where you toil hard to earn ....My god !!! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earning Money Is So Difficult !!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I have never realised till I got a scolding from my so called lead ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hello !!! I received without looking the cell ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hey Bibhu , What are you doing ?? A known half feminine voice vibrated my ear drums but my sensory nerves are still hesitant to decode it ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hmm !! Aaahmm ........Yawn .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Bibhu !!!! You&amp;nbsp; there ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes ..... Go ahead .... Why the hell you woke me up ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am in serious trouble dear ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes that's the point ....Why the hell you would call me if you don't have any trouble ?? Girls are so selfish .....Me first , rest last ....is their so called policy ....And we idiot guys love it ignoring it's consequences....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What happened ??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Actually I got an exam ....I am in the exam hall ; but i forgot to bring the certificates .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So ....What do you want me to do ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Can you please bring those certificates to the exam hall ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I said .... I am sleeping yaar ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Bibhu !!! Please ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;OK. But It will take time .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Please be here within 15 mins .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What ?? Are you mad ?? The journey will take min 45 min ..... I am riding a bike not a JET !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sorry ....I cant ... I said ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Please .....It's my future at stake .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hmmm .... Her "Please " melted my heart as a butter on the pan .....I wonder sometimes .....Is this quality of girls is inherited or cultivated ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't care to remove my trousers which is half torn ....a Tee which color gives the impression of a faded T shirt ....I said Mom ..... I am going .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Where ?? Who called you ?? Why do you go out when a friend calls you ?? Is that a Girl ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was fired with questions and awkward gazes from my Mom .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you remember ?? You have to go to your Uncle's house (which is located in another District.)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yeah Mom .... I know that ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Drive slow ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I ignored the last line of Mom and started my 3 yr old Discover 135 cc ....It may be of 3yrs old but its performance was good ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Avatar-Two-Disc-Blu-ray-DVD-Combo/dp/B002VPE1B6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=theg070-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Avatar (Two-Disc Blu-ray/DVD Combo) [Blu-ray]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=theg070-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002VPE1B6" style="border: medium none ! 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Part - 1'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4108232147784755181</id><published>2010-02-08T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:15:37.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK FOR A SECOND GUYS !!!!</title><content type='html'>6th Feb 2010 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a BAR with my friends in MUMBAI. We were celebrating the small get together after a long time since college . That BAR was quite cheap as most of my fnds scared to swipe their credit cards . So we shared all our money and had a good time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully drunk , with an incandescent stick in my hand i came out . I stopped and paused for a moment ??   What's happening ?? A girl of age 14-16who is fighting to hide her bare flesh in a vesture of jute bags that are generally used to wrap transportable goods with two kids in both of her hands . One kid's hand was partially burnt and those burnt scars were sulfurous . Other kid has a protruded belly , long un-combed natural dyed hair because of non availability of hair oil . Both the kids are completely nude .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what were they doing over there ?? Take a wild guess . They were busy separating the half eaten chickens from that loathsome worn out dustbin.I was cast down . I looked at me- branded clothes,branded shoes,eye gear and all but why i am ashamed of my self ?? From my childhood i wanted to be a responsible citizen ........but at that time i figured out those 3 poor starved children are laughing at my  superbia. I decided instead of watching it from the stand lets come out to the court . I bought some foods for them and gave to them . That smiles which came from them was solacing that i once thought to spend my whole time and money for these children .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys !!! Gone are those days where you used say the word "How Poor !!! ".Now it's time to act. Don't waste money un-neccesarily on parties on wine and cigarettes.Have fun . Save some money . If u can buy a cheap cake @ Rs 2/- for a food deprived child then it will be great . When you go to restaurant don't waste food . Remember !!! Some one is hungry and about to die . Because as a limited production of food u denied his/her chance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a break from your busy schedule . Utilise it for the development of those children.And i guarantee that the kind of peace,relief u will get from this thing u cant get by spending thousand bucks at BAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at these pics .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3" style="margin-left: 0.5in; width: 111.04%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 99.54%;" width="99%"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;PLEASE DON'T WASTE  &lt;span class="st" id="st" name="st"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt; AND WATER &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\" size\u003d\"2\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHi friends................,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLet this not come to you as a surprise,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\nBut it\u0026#39;s real we have them living around us and in our neighbourhood today, we can change it with prayers, and always lending a helping hand to those in need.  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\nDon\u0026#39;t keep this email to your self, forward it to your friends, so our friends and all people will thank God for food and water that they already have. \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e And Try to send foods or other things to these human being,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"black\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:black\"\u003e  { \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e Not only thanks of God,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ewill do some practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human being,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends................,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this not come to you as a  surprise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  it's real we have them living around us and in our neighbourhood today, we can  change it with prayers, and always lending a helping hand to those in need.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our friends and all  people will thank God for &lt;span class="st" id="st" name="st"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; and water  that they already have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 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font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DY75FxDwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ams7kZ9yfbc/s1600-h/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436083273685077762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DY75FxDwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ams7kZ9yfbc/s320/2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 216px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZE__4rZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7wA1RiWL6hc/s1600-h/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436083430158282130" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZE__4rZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7wA1RiWL6hc/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 243px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZPx08E8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/J-HYmGWE7Ec/s1600-h/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436083615332832194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZPx08E8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/J-HYmGWE7Ec/s320/5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 286px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is  o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ne more reason why we have to  thank&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the &lt;span class="st" id="st" name="st"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; that we can have  easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  { &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;Not only thanks  of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;will do some  practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human being,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt; Please ask and  find out how to send the things or money to them, its  urgent................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the  otherhand....ironicly, we still waste &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cfont color\u003d\"navy\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:navy\"\u003ethe\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cfont size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold;font-size:13.5pt\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\nfood that we buy \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI feel very GRATEFUL for what I have today.......\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold;font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\nWe are so Blessed for the wonderful works of God\u0026#39;s hand in our life today, just think of this .............. \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cimg height\u003d\"386\" alt\u003d\"a2d240.jpg\" src\u003d\"?ui\u003d1\u0026amp;view\u003datt\u0026amp;th\u003d125772e184d61567\u0026amp;attid\u003d0.0.7\u0026amp;disp\u003demb\u0026amp;realattid\u003d0.1.0.0.5\u0026amp;zw\" width\u003d\"563\" border\u003d\"0\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"navy\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:navy\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u0026quot;I felt very fortunate to live in this part of the world. I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and  how full I may be. I promise not to waste water. I pray that this little boy be alleviated from his suffering.    \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"black\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:black\"\u003e  { \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e Not only thanks of God,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ewill do some practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human being,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ePlease ask and find out how to send the things or money to them, its urgent................ ",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st" id="st" name="st"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; that we buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel very  GRATEFUL for what I have today.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  are so Blessed for the wonderful works of God's hand in our life today, just  think of this .............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZmQ4mgKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DF0CpfwAmbQ/s1600-h/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436084001626816674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZmQ4mgKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DF0CpfwAmbQ/s320/4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 219px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;I felt very fortunate to live in this part of the world. I promise I will never  waste my &lt;span class="st" id="st" name="st"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; no matter how bad it can  taste and  how full I may be. I promise not to waste water. I pray that this  little boy be alleviated from his suffering.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  { &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; Not only thanks  of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;will do some  practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human  being,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Please ask and  find out how to send the things or money to them, its urgent................ &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e ]\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cimg height\u003d\"396\" alt\u003d\"a2d24f.jpg\" src\u003d\"?ui\u003d1\u0026amp;view\u003datt\u0026amp;th\u003d125772e184d61567\u0026amp;attid\u003d0.0.4\u0026amp;disp\u003demb\u0026amp;realattid\u003d0.1.0.0.6\u0026amp;zw\" width\u003d\"350\" border\u003d\"0\"\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"navy\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:navy\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI pray that we will be more sensitive towards the suffering in the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests.  I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us about how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted.    \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt\"\u003e  { \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e Not only thanks of God,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ewill do some practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human being,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ePlease ask and find out how to send the things or money to them, its urgent................ \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZ0Qp8I5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0G1XBnjgGdc/s1600-h/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436084242083488658" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/S3DZ0Qp8I5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0G1XBnjgGdc/s320/8.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 222px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the suffering in the world around  us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests.  I hope this  picture will always serve as a reminder to us about how fortunate we are and  that we must never ever take things for granted.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  { &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; Not only thanks  of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;will do some  practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human  being,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Typewriter; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Please ask and  find out how to send the things or money to them, its urgent................  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e ]\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"blue\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:blue\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cimg height\u003d\"432\" alt\u003d\"a2d25f.jpg\" src\u003d\"?ui\u003d1\u0026amp;view\u003datt\u0026amp;th\u003d125772e184d61567\u0026amp;attid\u003d0.0.8\u0026amp;disp\u003demb\u0026amp;realattid\u003d0.1.0.0.7\u0026amp;zw\" width\u003d\"300\" border\u003d\"0\"\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont color\u003d\"navy\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:navy\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThink \u0026amp; look at this...when you complain about your food and the food we waste daily...\u0026quot; MAY ALL HUMAN BEINGS BE FREE FROM SUFFERING!!!! \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt\"\u003e  { \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e Not only thanks of God,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ewill do some practically, Try to send foods or other things to these human being,\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e \u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e  \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003ePlease ask and find out how to send the things or money to them, its urgent................ \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Times New Roman\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red\"\u003e \u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Typewriter\" color\u003d\"red\" size\u003d\"4\"\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;color:red;font-family:Typewriter\"\u003e ]\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/b\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e",1] ); 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Human ........Is this right 2 say so ........Do we have some sorts of humanity left within us ..............I want 2 say a lot of things ..............But u know what .............I feel my self as a person who is sitting over a tower and whose base hasbeen demolished where people are having fun irrespective of the situation ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I guess i have a spoken a lot ............These pictures speak better .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;This is me.... a Baby Seal.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXlX_er3XI/AAAAAAAAADw/fbFOZOWnY0Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXlX_er3XI/AAAAAAAAADw/fbFOZOWnY0Q/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419489926950149490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;Norway and Canada have a new kind of tourism. Killing baby seals!!!! They call it 'hunting' and it's a sport &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmE7obXpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rwbKSUFh7uE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmE7obXpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rwbKSUFh7uE/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419490699011382930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;You want to call this sport ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmdc1T-AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MAH_35l8skI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmdc1T-AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MAH_35l8skI/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419491120240654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;Is he a sportsman??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmxwsCIRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lAfnBrxrGFA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXmxwsCIRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lAfnBrxrGFA/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419491469167829266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXnIFN1smI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZzzTZTYj4-E/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXnIFN1smI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZzzTZTYj4-E/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419491852635452002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXnZFXfOhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hy_51kaNo-k/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXnZFXfOhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hy_51kaNo-k/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419492144733698578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/sipu/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;You're our only hope !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXns83_sII/AAAAAAAAAEg/JI7-rPb5vb8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXns83_sII/AAAAAAAAAEg/JI7-rPb5vb8/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419492486051508354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;Please let it stop. This barbarism shouldn't be possible in our society &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXn8o_jh6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_vYPk0ugCiE/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXn8o_jh6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_vYPk0ugCiE/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419492755592415138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these images seem painful for you, but we feel the pain...!! We are being slaughtered by ruthless people and it's going on RIGHT NOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXoMJU9ZPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JQYHRI4u1IM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXoMJU9ZPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JQYHRI4u1IM/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419493021970162930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXoYF2CY1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/DQRUayeCem0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXoYF2CY1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/DQRUayeCem0/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419493227193590610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;What gives him the right to kill us. Who is he to decide about life and death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXomwavV8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/xzxUCYvHuX8/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXomwavV8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/xzxUCYvHuX8/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419493479139989442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXow5YWNrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7dm8Wgjx4dU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXow5YWNrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7dm8Wgjx4dU/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419493653344564914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;You can't just ignore these images..?? Keep silent and doing nothing makes you guilty...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXpMiHM79I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7HOyJZt1Bhc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXpMiHM79I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7HOyJZt1Bhc/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419494128134975442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://mumbaihangout.org/rnd.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;Please help us...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GUYZ !!! It is the time 2 wake up ..............If u will sleep the world may turn out 2 b a shit place 2 live in where there is no compassion ............Lets promise onething 2 ourself..................We will neither do this kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-8101252289235928132?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/8101252289235928132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/12/humanity-is-at-risk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/8101252289235928132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/8101252289235928132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/12/humanity-is-at-risk.html' title='HUMANITY IS AT RISK !!!!!'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SzXlX_er3XI/AAAAAAAAADw/fbFOZOWnY0Q/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7431242208231423996</id><published>2009-07-08T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:57:29.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THEY BLAME US !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SlVO7mPI2lI/AAAAAAAAADc/acFDyuq0ISg/s1600-h/maddox6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SlVO7mPI2lI/AAAAAAAAADc/acFDyuq0ISg/s320/maddox6-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274117610363474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Yesterday i was on my way from Delhi 2 my home town along with my mom in INDIGO....The flight was on time....I have 2 wake up early in the morning(At 4 pm....Was not that ridiculous !!! ) Taxi was not available at that time...... I have 2 make a lot of elbow grease 2 get a taxi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Finally after checking in we were on the flight.......There was 4 cabin attendants out of them 2 are really pretty.....But all of them are faking smiles.....Though the flight fare is low the menu inside the flight is sky high....One Samosa costs only Rs 100.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    After the formal security &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;announcements&lt;/span&gt; the flight was prepared 2 take off.....As a security rule u have 2 make sure that u have switched off all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; electronic gadgets.....I did so...As a responsible young citizen of India i respect rules.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            We got 3 people in our front seat....Their locality seemed 2 be really confusing....Their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; said they are South-Indians , their attitude said they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bengalis&lt;/span&gt;.....And their language said they are partially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oriyas&lt;/span&gt;....Out  of the 3 , one was a lady fighting 2 get out of the wrinkles in her face.....One was a fashion disaster victim ,  behaving like Gucci and looking like a beggar from a tinsel town..Another was in his late 50s....His mind must be like a Rowdy....His moves was ruffian....His looks was disgusting....His body odour was nauseating.....His fashion statement was unsound......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Inspite&lt;/span&gt; of the repeated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;announcements&lt;/span&gt; he did not show any care 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;switch&lt;/span&gt; off his cheap mobile.....And when the air hostess came 2 check the racks are ready or not....She just leaned.....Nothing was visible......Not even her bra strap .......The girl was too smart 2 hide her assets behind a semi transparent white shirt.....He clicked her photo !!!! My God !!!! How Heck Was That !!!! Is this the rule ?? Is this we expect from our elders.....His wife was besides him...Although god made her to go to a deep sleep....Poor Lady !!!! And that bastard kept on clicking the pics of each and every cabin attendants....I wanted 2 kick his ass at that time....However i controlled my anger....But i was depressed 2 see the downfall in the mindset of elder citizens who avail the govt. opportunity for each and every thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And they Blame Us for Nothing !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7431242208231423996?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7431242208231423996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-they-blame-us.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7431242208231423996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7431242208231423996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-they-blame-us.html' title='AND THEY BLAME US !!!!!!!'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SlVO7mPI2lI/AAAAAAAAADc/acFDyuq0ISg/s72-c/maddox6-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-9079226175417697425</id><published>2009-06-25T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:02:48.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IS MY LIFE WORTH LIVING ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ug-h66ZvKoI/STVitdS8hQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mMJdl1jWLdE/s200/life+worth+living.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ug-h66ZvKoI/STVitdS8hQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mMJdl1jWLdE/s200/life+worth+living.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after noon while i was taking my nap(Actually a deep sleep) after my lunch i dreamed some weird thing......I thought Is my Life Worth Living ??? Am I going in the right direction towards my goal ?? Or am i lost....After a lot of eye shots....I came to an conclusion that my life is not worth living due to the following reasons..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have turned 25 years older.......My hairs started 2 become white directly instead of being grey !!!!&lt;br /&gt; 2. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have any extra ordinary career Just 75-85 range......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am jobless.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have any emotional attachment with my friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have no girl friends either.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Most of my friends are married now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; is bad......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Infact&lt;/span&gt; very bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.My look is not seductive.......My voice sucks......My eye sight stinks....and my sense of humor is a turn off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.I have been sleeping for more than half of my life so far.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.I am wasting time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; productively in chatting even if aware of the fact that its virtual.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I am starving for a topic in my blog.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I have turned a chronic pessimist.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Every friend of mine is betraying me.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-9079226175417697425?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/9079226175417697425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-my-life-worth-living.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9079226175417697425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9079226175417697425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-my-life-worth-living.html' title='IS MY LIFE WORTH LIVING ????'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ug-h66ZvKoI/STVitdS8hQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mMJdl1jWLdE/s72-c/life+worth+living.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-1438367354004359594</id><published>2009-06-21T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:40:03.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE AFTER COLLEGE.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lifeaftercollege.org/images/header.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 728px; height: 105px;" src="http://www.lifeaftercollege.org/images/header.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4 long years of technical college life has been finished....Its been over a month and a half......&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed drastically......The fun element is missing....The excitement is no where nearby....Friends are busy making money and finding something 2 satisfy there burning desires..... In short life is like a worn out shell of a coconut.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Asit&lt;/span&gt; is busy in honing his skill......I am busy in sleeping all the way......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.India lost in T20 world cup....which forced me not 2 watch cricket.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.People these days are not visiting my blogs as they used to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BSNL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JTO&lt;/span&gt; exam was a blunder.....I'm pondering over my decision 2 spend Rs 800 on this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Gone 2 a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; house (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; she is a gal!!!) .....stunned by her beauty....but my aim was 2 bring a book in original...i have not yet opened the book and my exam was over.....I am such an asshole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tapan&lt;/span&gt; got married.....2 his lover....Now he is apparently away from our way-ward boys group....I along with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; has gone 2 witness his execution....Probably he is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt; virgin like us....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dats&lt;/span&gt; cool !!!! Baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Presented a gift 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Suresh&lt;/span&gt; a Fast-Track &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sunglass&lt;/span&gt; worth Rs 1695....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Gone on a weird date........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mobile&lt;/span&gt; bill is on a rise.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Thank God !!! I reached at this 10 point....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-1438367354004359594?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/1438367354004359594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-after-college.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1438367354004359594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1438367354004359594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-after-college.html' title='LIFE AFTER COLLEGE.......'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-8378772443330796191</id><published>2009-06-19T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:57:35.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUELY INSPIRING !!!!!</title><content type='html'>LOOK AT THIS INSPIRING VIDEO 2 RE-VITALIZE UR SELF.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-664a788cf98e209b" 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" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-9016389616459950353</id><published>2009-06-12T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:17:19.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SMOKING LOUNGE !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1172/609378708_209045e3eb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 354px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1172/609378708_209045e3eb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hurry up !!!! We are getting late........&lt;/span&gt;  My Big Brother said 2 me..........&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chill Bro !!!! Still There is time.....Why 2 wait there ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                U Moron !!!! Switch of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; come fast.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;I switched off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; went to the sit inside cab.....WOW !!! It was HONDA CITY ........I thanked my bro silently for booking a luxurious cab.....And in metros like DELHI its probably common......I along with my mother and with a huge responsibility on my tender shoulders 2 bring my ailing mother from an unknown place......From the I.G.I. Airport Delhi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    We reached the Airport In time.....Bro left us by waving his hand as he was too much busy with his work.....Our flight is in the Kingfisher Airlines.....I checked in.....There was a myth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; Kingfisher girls are sexy......But i found it really vague....No such pretty girls are there...They have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plumpy&lt;/span&gt; asses,widened pelvis,overgrown mammary glands.....I thought in this tough recession time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vijay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mallya&lt;/span&gt; (Owner Of the Airlines) have no options.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    While checking in the not so pretty gal said....Ur Flight is been delayed...By 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;......30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; only !!! I passed a scuttlebutt......She suddenly leaned down......I widened my eyes........But it was hard to bear the truth...........She got a carom board flat chest.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   The security checking was a turn off.....The guy searched for each n every pore in your body.....I just got hanged up....Was he a gay ??? Or his profession made him like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      I escorted mom to a nice , lonely place as she was not feeling well....As our flight is delayed i went for sight seeing inside the airport.....The airport was huge !!!! Really Huge !!! U can find anything over there as u look those in a mall.....Starting from toiletries to branded books,glasses,dress.....And its obvious there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Barista&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;,MacDonald etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               I saw some people who are old are trying 2 make there presence felt by boisterous laughs,children were playing as if it was their bedroom and some ladies who are in there late 50s dressed like they are in there teen age....Couples finding hard to turn there libido off .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        While bringing a coffee for my mom i saw something special....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMOKING LOUNGE !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I got really surprised.......According to Govt Rule Smoking is banned at public places.....How they can have this in Airport !!!! I told 2 my self screw the airport authority....Its time 2 turn on the Nicotine in my blood n the Dopamine in my brain.....I asked the coffee shop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;vender&lt;/span&gt;...... Where can i get a cigarette ?? Before she does say anything a middle aged main in his late 30s asked....Do u wanna cigarette ?? I got a packet......&lt;br /&gt;But this is not my brand......One guy charged Rs 100 extra for this pack......Would u mind if i borrow a stick from u ??? Absolutely Not !!!! U go over there ..... I am joining u....The man said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          I entered into the Lounge.....It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;deemly&lt;/span&gt; lit......Music playing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; moment making it feeling like a bar.....Smokes,ashes are in the air.....People busy in making others 2 feel nauseated....I entered.....Bloody Hell !!! I managed 2 get a Cigarette , How do i lit it ??Where the hell is the lighter....I expanded my vision around.....I found an elderly lady, wearing a half paint , within which every one can see a thong....My god !!! Fashion has turned on even the ladies who are about 2 die ??? How heck was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; ??? Besides me there was a man who has nicely shaped body,well groomed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;beared&lt;/span&gt;....Upon enquiry i came 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; he was from Bangladesh......I borrowed the lighter and sighed a relief..........The man who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lended&lt;/span&gt; me the cigarette has come and i had some formal talks with him ...After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; i left that place....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-9016389616459950353?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/9016389616459950353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/smoking-lounge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9016389616459950353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9016389616459950353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/smoking-lounge.html' title='THE SMOKING LOUNGE !!!!!'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4311120844063799895</id><published>2009-06-05T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:11:38.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAKIRA AT ITER</title><content type='html'>GUYZ !!! LOOK AT THIS AMAZING VIDEO PERFORMED BY OUR JUNIOR AT OUR ANNUAL COLLEGE FUNCTION &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GENESIS-2009....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-140d09730ecc54c7" 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://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D140d09730ecc54c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331379372%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D681090111F2BAAE9CA0F8C6394C041E5C42C1191.1D0A03F881C1114C88344325D7A84EB325A23A95%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D140d09730ecc54c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQz2yMuyAYtN7xxIFDZmK_9Z6zL4&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://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D140d09730ecc54c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331379372%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D681090111F2BAAE9CA0F8C6394C041E5C42C1191.1D0A03F881C1114C88344325D7A84EB325A23A95%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D140d09730ecc54c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQz2yMuyAYtN7xxIFDZmK_9Z6zL4&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/8332020798921345185-4311120844063799895?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=140d09730ecc54c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4311120844063799895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/shakira-at-iter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4311120844063799895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4311120844063799895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/shakira-at-iter.html' title='SHAKIRA AT ITER'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-6306090496310511013</id><published>2009-06-04T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:47:04.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST EVER DRINK .........!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/goindia/1/0/M/9/-/-/royalchallenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/goindia/1/0/M/9/-/-/royalchallenge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           U know Guys !!!! An engineering life teaches u all....be it in studies and in other stuffs....&lt;br /&gt;And the life of a so called engineer is incomplete without a drink.....U know , every 1st thing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life is memorable , same is the case with me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            These days in our college &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GENESIS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was going on.....(Our Annual function..)..&lt;br /&gt;We boys are waiting for these 3-5 days to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hotties&lt;/span&gt;  with a different outfit other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;salwars&lt;/span&gt;...And i guess the gals die for these days to show of their unstructured assets  to the boys irrespective of the dress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I had a wish of breaking my virginity on drinking issue...I inquired about the beginners drink from few drunkards from our class.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              We are having lunch which is provided by the college authority once a year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bibhu&lt;/span&gt; !!!! How are u man ?? It seems that u are a vegetarian........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Yes !!! I am ....But i do all the non veg things............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nishant&lt;/span&gt; !!!! &lt;/span&gt;I told lets have a drink in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mess .....What do u say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sibashis&lt;/span&gt;  ??&lt;br /&gt;Well , i have no problem .....What will happen if any one knows ??? Who will know ?? I will manage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; ....And what about the House Owner ?? What ?? Buddy !!! U have to take risk....&lt;br /&gt;Hesitantly he agreed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    But i can feel the tension over his face , his breathing got heavier , his palm were wet due to perspiration as he placed the hand on my elbow 2 slow down .....as the bar is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gettingt&lt;/span&gt; nearer.....With  a heavy pounding heart we reached there.....I felt higher at that time even having drink !!! That place was really stinking......Broken bottles,bones of chickens,mixtures everything that sufficient 2 make u feel nauseated....And what about that bloody Smell !!! Yuck....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sibasis&lt;/span&gt; was about to throw up .....I was feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pitty&lt;/span&gt; on both our selves........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             One Foster's please !!!! I said to the bartender....&lt;br /&gt;                              Sorry Sir !!! Its not available !!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                      What ??? I got confused.....That drunkard friend of mine has told only that brand ...i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about others.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Well , give a soft beer !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Well . take this Royal Challenge....&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;While returning my eyes get stuck on some sachets ....I asked....He told These are after drink....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sibashis&lt;/span&gt; insisted 2 but the two.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              But the real fun started after bringing that bottle from that stop...As we do not have any bag ....We got confused...What 2 do...But a smart ass like me came up with an idea...I told just put that bottle in my shirt from the back.....And Like a gay he started removing my shirt  then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;banyan&lt;/span&gt;...I blushed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; My Goodness !!! What the fuck.....That bottle was really cool...And i got a cool feeling in my back ignoring the all important parts of my body !!! Shame on me....When u have done something wrong of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; conscience friendly faces turns out to be hostile..And even the beautiful eyes seems 2 b suspicious....Ignoring all the suspicious eyes n mind we reached at the mess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         To be continued......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-6306090496310511013?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/6306090496310511013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-ever-drink.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6306090496310511013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6306090496310511013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-ever-drink.html' title='MY FIRST EVER DRINK .........!!!!!!'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4499964533206297330</id><published>2009-06-03T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:29:16.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DREAMS......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.affluentluxury.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/base-jumping-in-the-worlds-deepest-cave-shaft_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 286px;" src="http://www.affluentluxury.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/base-jumping-in-the-worlds-deepest-cave-shaft_1822.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DREAM !!!!" This 5 letter word drives all the people in the universe......Life is absolutely of no worth...If we do not have any dream....Once Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalam&lt;/span&gt; has rightly said that....We all have to dream...Because someday the dream will be converted to reality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              I have dreams of my own....Few out of them i would like 2 share with u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day I'll become someone so that..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I'll die i would like 2 take the world with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Someday people will  say ...."Look !!!! They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bibhu's&lt;/span&gt; parents ....."(The day is coming very soon...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.One day all the girls those had left me in the mid-way will regret of their decisions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Someday girls will chase me as i am doing these days...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.One day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people'll&lt;/span&gt; will exemplify myself before their kids..."Be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bibhu&lt;/span&gt;..."...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oneday&lt;/span&gt; my book will be published which will break all the previous records.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oneday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have a drink with Larry Page (Co founder of google...) of course with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vijay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Malya&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Oneday&lt;/span&gt; i will ride my own Suzuki &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hayabusa&lt;/span&gt; in my home town.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Oneday&lt;/span&gt; i will setup my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NGO&lt;/span&gt; which will work for underprivileged children and the ailing old parents who are left by their children....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Oneday&lt;/span&gt; my blog will be rated as the highest page rank holder.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.One day i will spend a night with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Angellina&lt;/span&gt; Jolie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-4499964533206297330?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4499964533206297330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4499964533206297330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4499964533206297330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dreams.html' title='MY DREAMS......'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-6064266340509376274</id><published>2009-06-01T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:58:25.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YET ANOTHER FAILURE... 2 !!!!</title><content type='html'>Bibhu !!!! U idiot !!!! Come over here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 The teacher shouted like a beast !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 What the hell have u written over here ??? Is this a kind of joke ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Well Sir !!!! Eh... I just ... I just ...........My throat choked......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Slap !!! Slap again !!!! 3 in a row.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          My ears stopped working at that moment.I felt if some has blasted the atom bomb besides my ear.....My eyes also denied 2 assist my brain ....I have also got a temporary blindness at that time.I felt if the teacher were outside the class he would have killed me..... How heck was dat !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I thought ....Becoming a Good Man and aiming for it is not good....Since that incident i thought of not aiming to be a Good  Man and after that my ambition if life changed constantly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             While i was in 9th class i saw in the News Paper about IAS....One girl from Orissa has topped in the most esteemed profession...I thought of becoming one of them...After that i led my stress on Literature rather than on science subjects......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Few months later ....The Matric result was published....About 90 % of the students said dat they are aiming for Doctor.....I again got mixed up my brain....I said to my self i must try my hand in becoming a Doctor !!! Nevertheless my dad is doctor......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Today,when i look back i regret of taking that decision in life costed me 4 precious years of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-6064266340509376274?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/6064266340509376274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-failure-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6064266340509376274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6064266340509376274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-failure-2.html' title='YET ANOTHER FAILURE... 2 !!!!'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7985034371661016493</id><published>2009-05-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:41:56.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YET ANOTHER FAILURE.........1..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1389/1137484283_114df5e790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1389/1137484283_114df5e790.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know guys !!! Everyone of us is born with a dream,the dream that leads our life , the dream that provides oxygen 2 body parts,that dream sometimes makes u malleable as well as ductile,the dream gradually shapes up right from birth through youth till the death bed.....Sometimes we get our dream destinations fulfilled and sometimes the dream gets shattered.... U can feel the dreams which are on the fritz anytime any where.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  When I was in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; class in the exam i got an essay.The topic was "Your Ambition in life"....I was confused !!!! What my ambition is ?? I asked 2 my self.....That time my ambition was 2 eat,sleep n watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.....I got a temptation 2 ask my friend who is sitting nearby and writing in the exam paper as if , he got only 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of his life 2 spare......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      I thought,thought n thought..... No idea came 2 my mind at that time.....&lt;br /&gt;At last i decided 2 write.....My ambition in life is   "TO BE A GOOD HUMAN BEING !!!!"..Today if i look back that sounds real crazy for me ??? How can i be so dumb at that time ??? Probably i am not aware of the contexts on which a good human being is based.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      However , i wrote the essay , during evaluation my essay turned off the teachers.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bcoz&lt;/span&gt; every one has written Doctor , Engineer,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ias&lt;/span&gt;....But how can some one write to be a good human being ??? The curvy n bushy eyebrows probably made more curvy at that time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7985034371661016493?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7985034371661016493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another-failure1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7985034371661016493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7985034371661016493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another-failure1.html' title='YET ANOTHER FAILURE.........1..'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1389/1137484283_114df5e790_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-8697129175305557691</id><published>2009-05-26T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:39:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/ShzbKUG8PhI/AAAAAAAAADU/Te48h79aZgg/s1600-h/6a00d834515db069e2010536de2cd4970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/ShzbKUG8PhI/AAAAAAAAADU/Te48h79aZgg/s320/6a00d834515db069e2010536de2cd4970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340384228397563410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guyz&lt;/span&gt; !!!! Everybody wants to listen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; things in life .... But as life passes we recognize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dreamz&lt;/span&gt; are far from reality...... In this article i am going to say you the worst ever comments that i have faced from my birth till now...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Horses have no horns , if they had it they would destroy..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By my Best Friend : Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U are just an undergraduate , u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have any right to say 2 graduates...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;                                                                     By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sandeep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Samal&lt;/span&gt;, My school n coll mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U are selfish , u just use others to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; goal.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; elder sister.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;U pretend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; everything , but actually u do not......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Biswajyoti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dey&lt;/span&gt; ..... My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Btech&lt;/span&gt; mate......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;U are aggressive by nature .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Abhijit&lt;/span&gt; Tosh......My school n coll mate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;U are very poor at studies , i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; how u manage 2 pass ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By My Paternal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Unlce&lt;/span&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;U are of dual character.................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sanjay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nanda&lt;/span&gt;.....My B.tech Mate......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;U are so much older to us ....But u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; how 2 behave ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Stutee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tripathy&lt;/span&gt;......My B.tech Mate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;U are a loser.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Monica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Biswal&lt;/span&gt;....My B.tech mate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;Sit by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; guy , u might get a campus.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Dr.R.K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Hota&lt;/span&gt;....Our Placement-in-charge&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;U are a cheater.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Recent crush with whom i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;U are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bastard&lt;/span&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Priyadarshini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Mishra&lt;/span&gt;...... My school mate...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-8697129175305557691?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/8697129175305557691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-guyz-everybody-wants-to-listen-gud.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/8697129175305557691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/8697129175305557691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-guyz-everybody-wants-to-listen-gud.html' title=''/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/ShzbKUG8PhI/AAAAAAAAADU/Te48h79aZgg/s72-c/6a00d834515db069e2010536de2cd4970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-752757517881296935</id><published>2009-05-18T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:11:57.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT DID I GET ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.valleymentalhealth.org/Articles/Red_Flag_Words/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 491px; height: 355px;" src="http://www.valleymentalhealth.org/Articles/Red_Flag_Words/34.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             The bastard didn't call me again...... I was feeling happy that that wino learned a lesson.... But i was expecting "Nani" to call me and shud say atleast this is all bcoz of being amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  I waited n waited......Days converted 2 Weeks ....Weeks converted 2 Months...Months converted 2 years...But she did not call me....It been over 2 years.....She got happily married...Became a gud wife of her dick headed husband and   now a proud mother......I thought&lt;br /&gt;she got all that she cherished 4..... What did i get ??....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-752757517881296935?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/752757517881296935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-did-i-get.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/752757517881296935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/752757517881296935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-did-i-get.html' title='WHAT DID I GET ??'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-5932284530523961231</id><published>2009-05-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:03:42.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART - 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://info.scrapur.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/trace-mobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 180px;" src="http://info.scrapur.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/trace-mobile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         U lazy Boy !!!!!! Go n deposit the telephone bill .......Mom said 2   me......&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;           Cant it be for tomorrow ??? I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; am a chronic procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;            No !!! It is the last day.U have 2 deposit it any how otherwise the line&lt;br /&gt;           will get disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            OK , Mom !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; i left for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BSNL&lt;/span&gt; bill payment counter......While i am on my way that demented,unhinged buff could not restraint him self from calling me...He might have called at least 200-300 times day......But as per the request of so called "Nani" i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; receive the call.But i was losing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;longanimity&lt;/span&gt;.....After all i am a homo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sapiens&lt;/span&gt; species.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   After paying the bill  i went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; house whom i trust which was close to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BSNL&lt;/span&gt; office....I explicated the incident from the root to the upper leaf passing by stems...&lt;br /&gt;Hearing my story my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; mouth left open like a municipality dustbin which remains open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;inspite&lt;/span&gt; of the lid.....He was shocked......Then he started 2 chew me up !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Mean while i was getting repeated call from that son of a bitch....I called Nani and i was thinking of receiving the phone....But she disconnected the line and gave a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; receive the phone "...My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; said if u not gonna receive it then he will call you for months... U have 2 receive it.....And if u feel waffled let me receive it....Seeing no option i have 2 say yes.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bcoz&lt;/span&gt; in tough times when u have left with no choices,when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; brain ceased 2 function when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; sense organs sense the sensation of someone else,then there might be cases where u have 2 make a DONKEY!!! as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; Father.....And i did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;...(The donkey was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; !!! He He..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My friend :  Yes !!!! Who is it ???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Caller          :  Is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bibhu&lt;/span&gt; ??     &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Friend : Who is this ??? He is not here ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some one from the back ground said "Where is the motherfucker now ??"The culprit who happens to be the bf of her has given the charge to his friend and that drunkard was busy in gulping the alcohol.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend :  U dick head !!! Who said this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; my brother ?? I will circumcise u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller  :  Keep it cool Bro !!!  Instead of getting into fight lets sort out the matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : Who the hell was he ?? Be careful ....Hence forth if this will happen&lt;br /&gt;                         I will chop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; man hood .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller :    Well , he was now drunk....Ur brother is digging his nose into his love&lt;br /&gt;                    Affairs and he is really tensed....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Dats&lt;/span&gt; y he told like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : Tell the cock sucker to watch it....Now u tell me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the incident.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : By the way ....May i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; u ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend :Does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; matter ?? i am his elder brother.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : What r u doing  ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : I am an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;IPS&lt;/span&gt; trainee......Now u fucker tell me the story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Listening this his friend got some sorts of coolness.He started to describe the hole thing from beginning till the end....But my friend was aware of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; he had known everything about these things much earlier.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Now Sir , u tell . his marriage is scheduled...Suddenly these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                things happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : Well does it make a sense &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; sending of a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt; make his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        2 marry my brother.....Ur so called bugger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; has no faith in his&lt;br /&gt;                        love ?? Instead of asking my brother why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; u ask that gal.....&lt;br /&gt;                         She might be interested in my brother......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller   : Well Sir , What ever the case may be...... lets sort it out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : See , I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this case....Let me ask my brother first.......&lt;br /&gt;                         By the way what do u want from me ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller  : Please tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; brother not 2 call again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend  : OK....I will....But if i found u r calling my brother again then mind it&lt;br /&gt;                         U and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; will neither have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; for saying and nor will&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; manhood for which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; is behaving like a&lt;br /&gt;                         brothel born..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         .&lt;br /&gt;Caller : I promise Sir !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; then bastards !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After that i returned home .......I was expecting him 2 call.But he didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  To be continued.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-5932284530523961231?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/5932284530523961231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-6.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5932284530523961231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5932284530523961231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-6.html' title='THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART - 6'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4884993019944712688</id><published>2009-05-16T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:40:50.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4799151/002-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4799151/002-main_Full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ....After having the wonderful trip 2 that far away i came 2 my city with just memories.....&lt;br /&gt;I was hankering 2 go back again....I thought what had better if give her some gifts so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; she will commemorate me in her Hard disk memory of her brain instead of RAM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        But at that time my wretched life was in full swing,a big hole in my pocket left me enervated with no money....I had no choice but 2 borrow money from my friends........I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ARCHIES&lt;/span&gt; GALLERY and bought some futile gift worth Rs 1200 (That was huge 4 me !!!)&lt;br /&gt;in the expectation that it will add some zest 2 her life(How desperate i was !!!)....I sent those in courier and after receiving she gave me a big thank....I told her 2 use those....But surprisingly she said she will use it after marriage in her bedroom !!!!(WOW !!! That sounded incredible!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Mean while we used 2 talk a lot on phone and exchange &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;....But a moron like me thought no one has objection out of this relationship........But i forgot somebody has....Her bf while visiting her house checked her cellphone and saw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell anything 2 her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Hey Asshole !!!! What are you doing over here ?? Did u start 2 think ???Well it is good 2 think sometimes........I returned from my flash back by hearing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fnd's&lt;/span&gt; voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Mean while i got a call from my so called sister ........&lt;br /&gt;                   Yes Nani !!!! No tell me what happened exactly ???&lt;br /&gt;                  What 2 tell u dear ,its a terrible misunderstanding and the call is diverted 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; phone..&lt;br /&gt;                   I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get u what r u saying ?? Come again....And explain in detail....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Now she started.......few days ago while he visited my house ....He found some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; given by u ....He saw something related 2 love....But he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care 2 read the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; till the end...Which actually on a sacred relationship called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fndship&lt;/span&gt;..(I thought his upper part of body which is called brain by chance was totally vacuous..)..He asked me about u ...I told her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; u r my little brother....He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell anything at that time but he started of feeling dubiety from u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              While i was talking with him my another cell phone ranged....(She was using 2 cell phone one particularly for his so called bf and whose no was private by default...)Some one asked for a gal and which was a wrong number.....After telling the wrong no i cut down.....&lt;br /&gt;But  the idea struck to his frigging mind at that time that it was u...(How derisory was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; !!!) And after some days he returned 2 his old drinking habit and called me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;repeatedly&lt;/span&gt; and asked about you...In spite of the fact that u r my little brother he refused 2 accept that....I was pissed off by his doings those days....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dats&lt;/span&gt; y he probably had called u......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Oh Man !!!! What's the fuck !!! i told 2 my self.....Why  always i land up in such misunderstandings ???Why i get screwed in every hole of my body for others???   According 2 her, the bf has given us green signal for our relationship...Now what happened ??Is their love so strong that just blew off a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; from me ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               So what i supposed 2 do Nani ?? I asked her.....&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; receive the call.......&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                               Its not so simple Nani .....Why u dragged me into all this.....&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                I am really sorry dear !!! But every word my explanations went in vein.&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                Nani !!! I am also feeling hangdog here....Is it so that for me your relationship&lt;br /&gt;                                is at stake ??&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;                                No dear !!!! U have nothing 2 do with it....U gave me love,respect But that&lt;br /&gt;                                 poor guy was not having the mindset 2 understand this...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    I felt terrible at that moment.I felt some one is drilling my brain with a driller which is blunt..I felt disgusted....Why cant people understand there are some relationships in this world which cant be defined by words.....Is this the reward for my unconditional love n affection ???&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy heart i returned home........But that whore son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; abstain from calling me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-4884993019944712688?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4884993019944712688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4884993019944712688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4884993019944712688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-5.html' title='THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART 5'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4250769568876028295</id><published>2009-05-15T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:41:14.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASH BACK - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/2125/capsuleflashbacklz3gn0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/2125/capsuleflashbacklz3gn0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4.30 in the late night................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn was preparing to come out.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due 2 dense fog the murkiness was prevailing....In spite of my thick jacket i felt frigid.I started to  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aquiver&lt;/span&gt;....My body parts started to frost ..........My dental muscle was having a toilsome task 2 generate the heat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Feeling the cold in the body and feeling the heat in mind i moved ahead....3 hotels abnegated ............I felt to kick their asses...But my frozen body parts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; allow...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Finally luck smiled ...I got a cheap hotel for staying 2 - 3 hour.....But the fair of the hotel was hefty 250.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; u think guys i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt; have looked for a hotel which is on hour basis as in "JAB WE MET ".But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; .reason is simple i have no gal with me.The hotel has minimum facilities just 2 fulfil the basic need....I refreshed my self  and waited.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    After some time her cousin came 2 pick me up.....I learnt from childhood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; u must not go 2 house of a relative with empty hand.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dats&lt;/span&gt; y my eyes was doing the searching while i was in his bike.........But my luck kicked me again....I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; find any sweet shop...After some i got a sweet shop and the shop exhausted all sweets he has 2 me....Still it was deficient....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Finally !!!! I arrived at my destination.At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; time she along with her sister was residing at her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uncle's&lt;/span&gt; house.When i arrived i was quite surprised 2 see instead of she,her sister was waiting with a smile 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;escort&lt;/span&gt; me.....My X-ray vision did a quick scan of her sister...I found her little bit short,little bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;plumpy&lt;/span&gt;,but i think she was sexy and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;plumpness&lt;/span&gt; says there is more 2 love her...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        After that i met my so called "NANI !!!" but i found her quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; at that time...She introduced me 2 everyone.I had a nice meal...And after that i visited some world famous tourist spots...I gave credit 2 myself 4 visiting these places absolutely free.But i was not aware of paying a heavy price for this after some days....Why cant god equipped us 2 see the future ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; having a simple dinner i was preparing 2 leave 2 my place....I saw her...&lt;br /&gt;At that moment i felt instead of going i must stay there.My throat was choking.My eyes started 2 overflow....I felt some one inside my stomach is pinching me hard....She also looked disappointed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; i am leaving..I cud read her mind which was saying not 2 go..But i had no choice. I had 2 leave...So did I with a heavy heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-4250769568876028295?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4250769568876028295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/flash-back-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4250769568876028295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4250769568876028295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/flash-back-3.html' title='FLASH BACK - 3'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-9147053422148493080</id><published>2009-05-15T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:16:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASH BACK - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.auroville.org/vision/images/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 505px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.auroville.org/vision/images/dream.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while while talking 2 her i came across her sister accidentally.So our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fndship&lt;/span&gt; went in full speed unaware of the humps.Infact we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care about that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      One day while talking 2 her she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; her bf(who was arrogant,drunkard and whose profession was 2 suck the blood of her beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; as a leech applying the parasitic relationship) has got a job in the so called  company whose reputation was peeled off like a cucumber exposing the unseen parts of it.Yeah !!! U guessed right.That company was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SATAYM&lt;/span&gt;"....&lt;br /&gt;When she asked about the company hesitantly i have 2 admire the company like u have farted in the lift n unwillingly 2 agree 4 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fndship&lt;/span&gt; continued as  weeks converted 2 month and months converted 2 years...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         One day she said after marriage she will be moving 2 CANADA.I felt a butterfly in my stomach at that moment.I thought how cud be she so selfish ??How cud she go ??But after some moment when i regained my sense i realise she practically means nothing 2 me but emotionally means everything 2 me.I asked 2 by self.Is this an attraction ?? Is this an attachment ?? Is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fndship&lt;/span&gt; or more than that ?? I was confused as if i had 2 equally beautiful gals sleeping besides me leaving me the arduous task 2 chose one ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           I asked 2 her , Does not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; bf have any sorts of problem in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fndship&lt;/span&gt; ??&lt;br /&gt;                          Absolutely Not !!!! He understands me and he has much faith on me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I thought is she speaking her mouth or her heart ......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bcoz&lt;/span&gt; that wary eyes of that guy denies any sorts of conviction......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             That night i could not sleep. I dreamed of her.....I decided 2 meet her  before she leaves 4 CANADA with that mongrel.When i make my mind i go really far.......and so i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           I told my mom one of my friend is getting married.All of our friend are having conglomeration out there ....So how can i be left alone..........Mom agreed. Dad said your friends are getting married at an early age.....I said Dad !!! its natural after getting a job and getting a bf or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt;.So is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; of your a boy or a gal ?? I timidly said gal ...Dad's dark colored eye brow was raised.He said 2 my mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; son is getting smarter day by day.........I blushed........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; bunking classes at my college i left on jaunting to that place which was 500 km away from my home.......In order 2 have a coup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;d'oeil&lt;/span&gt; of that gal who stirred my emotions without any container n stirrer.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-9147053422148493080?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/9147053422148493080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/flash-back-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9147053422148493080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/9147053422148493080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/flash-back-2.html' title='FLASH BACK - 2'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7590192555032128769</id><published>2009-05-12T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:09:09.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART -4 : FLASH BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://home.flash.net/%7Erayearle/Ffiles/Flashback.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://home.flash.net/%7Erayearle/Ffiles/Flashback.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest wait of my life continued...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As great discoveries are made in toilet similarly while waiting 4 some events 2 occur which are generally offensive man goes 2 his flashback.So did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          It was during the 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; , bored out of cynical friends,exhausted by the heavy workload poised on the delicate shoulders of me and not talking 2 a single gal left me thwarted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               I decided to do chatting 2 relieve some tensions out of my body n mind.It was a fine evening,weather was romantic but instead of doing romance out side i decided 2 do romance in side yahoo chat room.I am a experience customer in chatting , i can smell who gonna chat with me or who gonna not ........I found some one who happens 2 b a gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Hi !!!! R u an Oriya ??    (Those days i was not using Yahoo messenger India,so no local rooms)&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;         Yes, how do u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; ?? (Look!! My intuition Paid off again !!!! Bravo !!! )&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;          Well , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; name suggests &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;          Not bad , U r a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; guesser.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thanx&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                            After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; the formal chat continued for some days. I found her to be a nice,down earth gal but the sad part was she was 2 yrs older than me .After getting some sorts of closeness i gathered some courage 2 ask her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Do u have bf ??&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Yes , i Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Listening this , the half blossomed emotions inside my heart burst like a popcorn that bursts inside a microwave oven,my manhood lost its turgidity,my adrenaline was down making me feel like an anaemia  patient.However i got the ability of bouncing back from any kinds of emotions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; throws u on a block of ice and the insufficient friction &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; allow 2 come out of that emotion,but a smart ass like me sneezed and applying Newton's third law i came out of that emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Life moved on. Mean while i got much closer , I told her 2 call her Nani !!(Elder sister) and i requested her to call me "Tu"(A relatively friendlier word).We exchanged our phone numbers.And she loved n cared me as if i were his younger brother.My respect for her increased day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      One day she invited me 2 see her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt;.I saw her for the 1st time.Whitish in complexion,Nice face cutting,little bulging cheeks , as  she got struck something in her mouth,A very infectious smile was attached 2 her lips who increases the radiance and adds further glow 2 her face.In a nutshell she was looking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              I told her everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; me .One day she asked me whether i want 2 see her bf ??&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care 2 see that guy,however bowing down by her feelings i unwillingly said yes.She sent that photo.I saw a dark coloured guy,having a big moustache that appears 2 be fake,does not have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;slightest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; of dress sense,and her posture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; like full of arrogance,If i got a chance i will enter in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; and chop his moustache half and chop something else without which man is not a man.... We continued 2 talk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Life moved on.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7590192555032128769?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7590192555032128769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-4-flash-back.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7590192555032128769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7590192555032128769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-4-flash-back.html' title='THE UNKNOWN CALLER PART -4 : FLASH BACK'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-6884960411699905106</id><published>2009-05-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:09:38.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNKNOWN CALLER PART - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.ussearch.com/images/consumer/ussearch08/marketingHeaderImage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 198px;" src="http://static.ussearch.com/images/consumer/ussearch08/marketingHeaderImage6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 7 in the morning.I have 2 hurry for my Advanced C class at a very reputed institute , for me the advance part was completing ur sleep by getting a nice nap and looking for some gud architectural shapes in girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Before leaving home i sent a sms 2 Nani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nani !!! i have 2 go 4 class ,lets talk after the class got over".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The mad caller did not take his breath out of calling,He was calling repeatedly.I guess in that particular day he might have called me atleast 300 times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Class was over.After dat i cant resist myself from calling her in the class room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Nani !!!! What the hell is going on ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What 2 tell u yaar that mad man is my Bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ???&lt;br /&gt;                      I could not believe my ears !!! Am i listening the right thing ?? My eyes ,mouth n every hole inside my boy left open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Gosh !!! What happened 2 him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a terrible misunderstanding yaar.I have also not slept for the last 4 days feeling nauseated by his drunken attitude.I am  brooding over my decision 2 make him as my bf.My wedding is to be held in this winter , What gonna i do ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax Nani !!! (But i am tensed) Tell me what happened ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U just stay away from this ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I ?? U have dragged me into all this and i have heard all those filthy languages for the 1st time in my life. I cant sit idle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i am in office now .I will talk 2 u after 1 hour.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited like a thirsty person sailing in the Desert with dry body parts..........&lt;br /&gt;That was the longest waiting of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-6884960411699905106?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/6884960411699905106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6884960411699905106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/6884960411699905106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-caller-part-3.html' title='UNKNOWN CALLER PART - 3'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-4366643860551001457</id><published>2009-05-10T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:24:51.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNKNOWN CALLER  Part -2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hinduonnet.com/thehindu/mp/2003/08/18/images/2003081801100401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.hinduonnet.com/thehindu/mp/2003/08/18/images/2003081801100401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked dat guy half in half sleepy n half awaken mood...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Sagar ??? Bcoz his voice echoed like sagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        U fucking asshole.........He didnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;       U Borthel born!!!!&lt;br /&gt;       How heck was dat !!!!&lt;br /&gt;That word set my Nerve cells on fire.&lt;br /&gt;I could not figure out what the guy was telling.........I guess he must be a mad ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are u drunk ???I asked&lt;br /&gt;Yes , i am tensed dats y i am drunk.&lt;br /&gt;      He told a girl's name and according to that fellow i am calling her.I recalled my memory but didnt notice even a blurred image of that girl......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         After that he told me a phone number.I was stunned.........How did the guy come 2 know about that phone number as i know the person having the number verywell..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              My arteries had a tough time 2 control my pressure in blood dat time.I woke up completely by that time,went to my roof and talked 2 dat guy...&lt;br /&gt;              U know guys !!! Moms can smell the slightest disturbance in ur body n mind so did my mother....&lt;br /&gt;              She asked Sipu !!! Is there something wrong.....No mom .......... Its ok...I just i said in a trembling voice.....Then what the hell r u doing in midnight on top of the roof ??? I said Mom. its nothing my fnd's health is not gud....Mom left the place with a suspicious eye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Till 7 in the morning that mad person who failed 2 control his rotten emotion did call me atleast 20 times.How ever sensing something bad's going to happen i didnt receive dat call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  In the mean time At 4AM i called the person having that phone no who happens to be a girl,2yrs older than me , whom i respect a lot..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Hello Nani.............&lt;br /&gt;                No,Its her sister......&lt;br /&gt;               Well,Please Wake nani up..........&lt;br /&gt;                                        Nani perhaps was awared of the situation much before...&lt;br /&gt;              She said lets talk in the morning Bibhu...........&lt;br /&gt;              Ok.I said............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-4366643860551001457?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/4366643860551001457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-call.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4366643860551001457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/4366643860551001457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-call.html' title='THE UNKNOWN CALLER  Part -2'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7761595868258180803</id><published>2009-05-10T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:30:09.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DURING THE VACATION.......Unknown Caller Part -1...................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgbxIOTIg9I/AAAAAAAAADM/CY-_U6c1PlU/s1600-h/yourMisunderstanding.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgbxIOTIg9I/AAAAAAAAADM/CY-_U6c1PlU/s320/yourMisunderstanding.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334215932246524882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was 3.39 AM midnight,i was in deep sleep and dreaming of becoming some one charismatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          My cellphone rang suddenly.In this whole world the dearest thing after my Mom is Sleep. I hate those who dig their nose with a foul cry into my sleep.I felt disgusted , something really churned up inside my left lobe as my corpus callosum ceased 2 function.With a feeling of kicking the ass of that caller i picked up the phone without looking at the number keeping my eyes n brain closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hello !!! Who is it ???&lt;br /&gt;   U motherfucker..................U sucker ........... The unknown caller opened the slit tongue.&lt;br /&gt;    Who is it yaar ?? Dont u have anything 2 do in the midnight ??&lt;br /&gt;      U asshole !!!!&lt;br /&gt;           Sorry guys i cant describe the abuses more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I thought it might me my fnd who has waken up the call by his gf as he had aroused he cant bear my sleep.I asked repeatedly who r u ?? He kept on abusing .My God !!! Till date i have not heard such types of scolding from anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    To be continued....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7761595868258180803?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7761595868258180803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/during-vacation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7761595868258180803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7761595868258180803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/during-vacation.html' title='DURING THE VACATION.......Unknown Caller Part -1...................'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgbxIOTIg9I/AAAAAAAAADM/CY-_U6c1PlU/s72-c/yourMisunderstanding.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-3188819965317803366</id><published>2009-05-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:10:17.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WONDERED CAN I MAKE MY OWN WORLD............</title><content type='html'>When u chase success all alone without any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fnds&lt;/span&gt; then the task &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rawfoodswitch.com/wp-content/uploads/raw-food-college-students-20090407-143144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.rawfoodswitch.com/wp-content/uploads/raw-food-college-students-20090407-143144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ems to be too cumbersome.The&lt;br /&gt;Engineering life though drains out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; brain n brawn ,it injects the fluids having high surface tension n low viscosity in the form of addendum to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; biological n social clock which u will hardly find else where .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       6 theory papers out of which the Communicative English adds flavours to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; communication&lt;br /&gt;        Mechanics makes u practice hypothetical things which u were doing at intermediate levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Electrical Engineering makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; brain sharper but the sharpness lasts only for 6 months as we are not electrical engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But out of those 6 subjects i enjoyed Chemistry to the most.U &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; why??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  And out of the labs one lab is really social unproductive but personally productive which helps u 2 earn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; so called Bread n Butter in tough times like recession.That was the Workshop lab.As wannabe Engineers u ought 2 know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the basics,What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; basic can it be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;carpenting&lt;/span&gt;,welding,smithy.If u get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; asses &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;weared&lt;/span&gt; n teared off like the tyre of a poor manufacturer then these things will help u in making hot patches to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; rear ends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Life moved on its way,I met some people who were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt;,unassuming,smart and i met some people who were arrogant,full of attitude,and my tough times helped me 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; better them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Good Morning 'A'....  I said.&lt;br /&gt;                Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bibhu&lt;/span&gt; ,Very good morning , how is it going ??&lt;br /&gt;                 Fine dude,u guys must be having fun away from home in this place,Where u pay&lt;br /&gt;                 for each n everything that we need 4 life,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it ??&lt;br /&gt;                Yeah.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          'A',one of my class mate who along with one of my Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;fnd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Suresh&lt;/span&gt; were surviving in a poorly lit,difficult 2 pave the path from our college,facing the ugly girls who were staying in front of them , feeling the vomiting sensation as the wind blows off the aroma from the dump yard,fighting for life on the hardly distinguishable odour n colour of the food served.They called that stupid place "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MESS&lt;/span&gt;" . Which was named according to its proprietor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bibhu&lt;/span&gt; !!! whats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; hand.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; , This is a CD Man...&lt;br /&gt;                   Yeah,i have my eyes,i can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;what's&lt;/span&gt; there in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                   I said it is a nice movie."THE PEARL HARBOUR".&lt;br /&gt;                   'A' over joyed,is this ?? its a nice movie i heard,lets watch it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A' was not expecting what was stored in that 5-10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; ahead.The movie played on his brand new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;.He was very happy 2 see the soldiers,the tanks the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt; and thanked me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    After 6-7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; the real fun started.When a soldier started removing the dress of a fellow female soldiers exposing her bare delicious body.He was still watching in the hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; its normal in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Eng&lt;/span&gt; movies.But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; soldier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stop.He became deaf 2 'A' 's pleading not 2 proceed further .His eyes remain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;widened&lt;/span&gt;,his breath became sky high,sweat came out from all over his body,If science has invented a barometer which can measure the pressure inside mind,i surely had measured it which was sky high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          He felt disgusted by this .He kept cursing me like anything.That soldier's act made a deep impact like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; of the laser printer in his memory.He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; speak 2 me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Bcoz&lt;/span&gt; that was the 1st ever porn in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-3188819965317803366?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/3188819965317803366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wondered-can-i-make-my-own-world.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3188819965317803366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3188819965317803366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wondered-can-i-make-my-own-world.html' title='I WONDERED CAN I MAKE MY OWN WORLD............'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-356326228384416218</id><published>2009-05-08T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:50:51.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WONDERED CAN I FIND MY OWN PLACE ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abbozzogallery.com/Senseofplace/I%20find%20my%20own%20place....%20%20%202004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 473px;" src="http://www.abbozzogallery.com/Senseofplace/I%20find%20my%20own%20place....%20%20%202004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 1st day at ITER the incubator present inside my brain had a dream.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream of a wanna be technocrat which is going 2 have global outlook...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enthusiasm that beckons to explore a learn..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cradle that nurtures every aspect that comes in each heart bit.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Lets see the path that i paved with nothing in my hand and something in my brain........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  At 10 AM after the 1st day i went to college by walking on the uneven border of a paddy field behind my house which stretches up to my college.I avoided the eye contact with seniors whose eyes were searching for some "BAKRAAS!!!" as if they r looking 4 a fissure in a girl's dress.Taking not any risks to mess up with seniors i reached the class room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                The class room was pretty spacious and scary 2 some extent and the large green board seems 2 be welcoming me with a smile.I 1st time met my fellow class mates there were 75 students out of which there are only 3 female species.I was Surprised !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told to my self...."Bloody Hell !!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Did i chose the wrong branch or did i chose the wrong class room???I inquired again.And i saw this is my fate. Out of the three female species one is looking like a mass of floor as if she has not a single piece of bone out of the 206 bones.It was hard to distinguish her body parts except some overgrown ones.And the rest two was not bad , no no they are bad 2 extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       As we students dont knw what 2 do , where 2 go so me sat not silently by doing a murmuring sound.After 4-5 mins a lady arrived.Let me describe dat lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                As i have told earlier i saw her in the orientation class.Today she seems to be  prettier.A nice cotton saree,with well set borders dat describes the serenity part of her personality,her nicely combed hair ,(i guess she might be using Fiama... shampoo)which compliments her curvy body parts,her matching bindi along with bangles describes her style statement.(She must be the VJ of the style statement show of Mtv.).Her light brown color lips..............Hmmmmmmmm.My god !!!! her lips was irrestible.(I am sure all boy's must be having a arduous task of controlling their man hood).I gradually scrolled my X-Ray vision downward.I found a nice belly button .....Along with a groovy,silky,sculpted little hole which happens to be her Navel.(God must be crazy while designing her.).I was happy dat she is our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               She 1st introduced herself like that of CNN-IBN news reader.I was happy 2 see her excellent accent also.After finishing her introduction she said she is Bengali,I had an idea dat bengalis are beautiful.But so much i witnessed 1st time.She divided our grp, as per the schedule we had Chemistry lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      We entered the chemistry lab,that nauseating smell put hard pressure on our olfactory lobes.Thank God !!!! All of us got gud 1s.The intoduction was given and we became sure that our patience,persevarnce,hard working are going 2 test.But the discplined approach took the college fun away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       After dat time flies............................&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-356326228384416218?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/356326228384416218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wondered-can-i-find-my-own-place.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/356326228384416218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/356326228384416218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wondered-can-i-find-my-own-place.html' title='I WONDERED CAN I FIND MY OWN PLACE ??'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-105937295754317827</id><published>2009-05-06T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:51:21.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1ST DAY OF ENGINEERING LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgI1yyNEw0I/AAAAAAAAADE/7uUhgeM8xvE/s1600-h/fresher-page6-769951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgI1yyNEw0I/AAAAAAAAADE/7uUhgeM8xvE/s320/fresher-page6-769951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332884055346430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After&lt;/span&gt; brooding over my decision i joined the college.U &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;engg&lt;/span&gt; guys really dress up for the college,but as a fresher we got dress code.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; who designs the dress,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; it was the dress code of Type- 3 Security personnel.I guess who designed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; dress code must be in love with a person of opposite sex who was in Type-3 Security.Whatever !!!As a fresher u have 2 shave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; hairs (Of course not all hairs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; body parts!!!).So after a lot of mirror looking process i went onto my college in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;scooty&lt;/span&gt;.(Which i was having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; time).I saw a bunch of jokers wearing same outfit , necks down as if their turgidity in neck is not sufficient to held up straight their head,all were tensed,adrenaline has pumped out,and they are  skeptical enough guessing a dump is coming on there way by every inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Nevertheless girls are accompanied by their parents,but its really hard 2 predict the fig of the gals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; they are all left those assets loose.Some girls looked gorgeous,some pretty ordinary and some also like a pitch tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Seniors make the most of the use of the 1st day of our college.As i am senior to all my seniors i had no fear at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; time,and many seniors are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fnds&lt;/span&gt;,some seniors are also my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   After reaching the college the most boring part of college life started.If i am not wrong its called "ORIENTATION CLASS".Where all the asshole,some asses who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have hole also gathered there.Some of them are in their late 70s ,but they were acting in such a manner by seeing new girls  as if they have consumed Viagra.Some of the teachers were also bored like us.Last but not the least some sexy mams (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care whether they are married or not!!!)are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; shape.But as an experienced fellow i controlled my love n lust 4 them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              After 1 long hour of waiting that fucking Orientation started where one by one professor kept on screwing us mercilessly as if they got one day 2 show us how much stupidity u r going 2 bear in all these 4 years.I felt some bugs are climbed into my brain and instead of sucking my blood they were eating my Grey mater !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           I was dozing ,but suddenly when my eyes opened i saw a lady .She might be in her later 30's .My God !!!! I just left stunned.What a curvy fig she was having , what a lips and what about her assets.Mind blowing.I wanted 2 hug n kiss her and do something extra at that moment,but i heard from some 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; she is our chemistry teacher . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;OHH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;WAAOO&lt;/span&gt;. I kept my lust in my paint n waited for the glimmer of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; orientation class we left for our home.But suddenly a pale,extremely skinny,long haired guy , whom u can knock out with just a fart. He along with his fellow followers stopped my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;scooty&lt;/span&gt;.But as a hero i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; i hardly cared about my senior.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; put my collar button also.My eyes were searching for her (With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; special some one with whom i will break my bachelor status.).To my ill luck i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; find any1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       This way the excitement(Which is for every freshers except 4 me ) got over.After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; the most memorable years of my life started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-105937295754317827?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/105937295754317827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-day-of-engineering-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/105937295754317827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/105937295754317827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-day-of-engineering-life.html' title='1ST DAY OF ENGINEERING LIFE.'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgI1yyNEw0I/AAAAAAAAADE/7uUhgeM8xvE/s72-c/fresher-page6-769951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7110170589957248763</id><published>2009-05-05T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:06:47.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY 4 YEARS OF ENGINEERING LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgEzksH07lI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jvqRoz57tRU/s1600-h/graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgEzksH07lI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jvqRoz57tRU/s320/graduation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332600139195674194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of emotional turmoil, where i stretched my physical n emotional strengths beyond its elastic limit by proving wrong the Hook's law of elasticity i decided to write something absurd (which i always write) in my blog,My fnd asit was like a stone which has trapped inside ur shocks and giving u inspiration to either throw dat out or to move ahead,but a sucker like me instead of throwing dat stone out decided to do the later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Guyz !!! u must feel surprised dat i am not into engg. 4 years ago.I spent the most precious 4 years after my intermediate preparing for the most lurcative and holy profession which is by chance called DOCTOR !!! as my dad is a doc.These 4 years were the most painful days of my life my physical strength was tarnished,my mental strength was pulverised and i left in the midst of revovling watercyle like dat seen in flood situation i got trapped into dat gradullay and the pain came in instalment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         As every cloud has silverlinings my fate's cloud has only lining as there are no silver 4 me. As seeing no choice 2 where 2 anchor the career i chose engg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE COUNSELLING HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I entered into the counselling hall with my dad with no hope at all.Bcoz i was feeling hopeless,helpless and hapless at dat moment.Many fnds suggested many things,but u must knw the key 2 faliure is to please everybody.So i decided on my own    what to do.I was interested 2 join in Electrical branch in KIIT unless n until i met a stong,stout,hairy man (not a man but looks like a man) who is built like an OX.&lt;br /&gt;I asked dat fella  : Hi,Where r u joining ??&lt;br /&gt;He : Is this a Question 2 be asked ??&lt;br /&gt;I : Why ??&lt;br /&gt;He : Of course Iter in CSE.&lt;br /&gt;I : Is there any special reason to chose CSE ??&lt;br /&gt;He : No ! But i like CSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I was on cross road at that time.Mentally i was hypnotized, and  without thinking i joined ITER in CSE.If dat guy will look back and mourn over his so called decision n advice 2 me he must be thinking dat dat guy whom i advised(Me) is simply an asshole,Perhaps his brain has located elsewhere in his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 However i joined in Iter.U know guys how hard u try,how hard u work ur asses off, but there is something called fucking destiny.And 2 great disappointment my branch was CSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         After dat my engg life started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7110170589957248763?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7110170589957248763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-4-years-of-engineering-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7110170589957248763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7110170589957248763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-4-years-of-engineering-life.html' title='MY 4 YEARS OF ENGINEERING LIFE.'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SgEzksH07lI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jvqRoz57tRU/s72-c/graduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7253458725668863766</id><published>2009-02-06T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:45:16.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN GIRLS WILL BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND BOYS ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SYxUpz7kN0I/AAAAAAAAACs/myVfXMHgHTk/s1600-h/kidsbrains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SYxUpz7kN0I/AAAAAAAAACs/myVfXMHgHTk/s320/kidsbrains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299703938799646530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry friends for this unusual delay ,but i had no choice either.However i decided to write something in my blog after a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        The best part of engineering life is whether u learn or not ,whether u sharpen ur skills and develop character or not,but it's pretty obvious that u develop friendship which last for life time. I am fortunate enough to have some friends with whom i believe that my fndship will last 4ever n ever.This article is dedicated 2 such a fnd of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     But before i enter into the topic let me describe my friend, i know that i will fall short of adjectives,but let me give it a try........He is smart,handsome with a peculiar hairstyle .He is friendly,unassuming,caring,sensitive about his so called image before girls,and last but not the least a gifted prodigy with extraordinary ability in programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               As he is sensitive he loves to be loved,but to great disappointment gals are not able to understand his feelings.In this blog i will try to a find a solution....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             It is the rule of nature that opposite sexes attract each other.But this rule of nature and God even is proved wrong by our sec gals..When gals fall in love at a tender age without knowing the meaning of love the world seems to be a ice cream with a butterscotch flavour.But when we boys come forward to have a bite then the girly nature comes out with a chirping sound..No dear !!!! What are u doing ??? Its wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Gals say dat their lover should love their soul not body ?? Is this justified guys ??If it is true then we must kill our girl friends and then we should start loving their souls.Why cant gals understand that there is no existence of soul without body.If gals dont believe i can give a practical example..Every one knows dat when some loved one dies we cry due 2 disappointment.But we then forget that we must love souls,So we must be happy when someone dies,bcoz we can love their souls.I am not a philosopher i just want 2 give a lucid fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              So Girls !!!! if u want dat we should love u then give us permission to love ur body also.But if u want the so called true love,and u want that we fall in love with your soul then be prepared 2 cut ur throat with a saw......And every drop of ur blodd will count our love 4 u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          So now when my friend started to love some girls' soul they dont feel it,and my friend is not able 2 show them his love by killing them.So my friend is in a dilemma.So guyz n gals plz help my friend by pasting comment.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7253458725668863766?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7253458725668863766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-girls-will-be-able-to-understand.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7253458725668863766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7253458725668863766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-girls-will-be-able-to-understand.html' title='WHEN GIRLS WILL BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND BOYS ??'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SYxUpz7kN0I/AAAAAAAAACs/myVfXMHgHTk/s72-c/kidsbrains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-7181208767893314513</id><published>2009-01-05T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:38:12.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Have I Any Regrets ????? I dont think so.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SWH2uWlHWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/_zzZ3cpkFLM/s1600-h/NoRegrets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SWH2uWlHWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/_zzZ3cpkFLM/s320/NoRegrets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287778713705339586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Virtually all my exams are finished except my 8th sem , and i am sure it will be fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Guyz !!! today i am going 2 make u a round trip around girl's fishy nature , even if they are not slime  by look , but am really confused about the slimyness of character, but one thing for sure they have a typical jumping fish nature which jumps from one place 2 another , similarly some girls jump from artifical emotion to another when they feel that only dat emotion is not sufficient enough for their needs to be satisfied...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the summer break of my 2nd year , u knw guyz all of us are bored at home when the holidays stretches for more than a week .....Its obvious yaar....Who wants to listen all those sweet galis from mom....Wake up .. Its 10 ...These days no good films running at the hall , Team India was not at all good position . So thanks to Orkut... the only  source of time pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            During a lazy evening i was talking with my fnd who has a typical accent due 2 his mother- tongue  influence  ..The discussion Was about silly things....I can recall i have written something about a gal, and in those days there was no provision for locked scrapbook.And both of we idiots forget 2 erase the scraps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 I could not imagine for this small thing i will land in a hell of troubles.One of our class mate gal who is anorexic,barely able 2 walk and probably starving to death turned out to be a detective.She read all the scraps by showing her peeping attitude to others windows,she even could not imagine what is stored for her,But one thing was clear i did nothing intentionally,it was just a casual talk,and she read scraps which are even 20 pages before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           After dat she passed the control to one of her fnd..Who was even more terrible to look at.Protruded eye balls,countable hairs  on her scalp like an Acromegaly patient.She charged me like anything,i heard all those filthy things,all sorts of underestimation...But i was confused abt what 4 ?? After dat she told me all the crap things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         I realised my mistake and call the victim who was affected by her damn attitude and according to her which was caused by my stupidity,But My GOD !!!! She was waiting for me to explode ,and she exploded like an atom bomb,I didnt tell anything, But since then i tried every thing,every possible way 2 talk 2 her,but i failed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                After some days ( after 1.5 yrs ) i realized we had only 3 months left,So i decided to wipe off all the mis understandings,confusions etc. I called her ... And she told me the worst thing i have ever heard in my life ,She talked me as if my life is in her hand.And dat night i wept wept and wept. I could not sleep.I just tried 2 convince her that it was just an accident,But she showed her attitude.I have never wept after my school days.But that gal made me cry,But i made every attempt 2 convince her. But after dat i thought it was her bad luck,She missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             If she was reading this blog i want 2 say "JUST FORGIVE ME, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT BUT U HAVE PUNISHED ME AS IF I WERE A MURDER".And if u need a friendly hand i am always there with u...&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;                          "LETS BE FRIEND AND ENJOY THE BEAUTY OF FRIENDSHIP"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-7181208767893314513?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/7181208767893314513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/01/should-have-i-any-regrets-i-dont-think.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7181208767893314513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/7181208767893314513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2009/01/should-have-i-any-regrets-i-dont-think.html' title='Should Have I Any Regrets ????? I dont think so.......'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SWH2uWlHWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/_zzZ3cpkFLM/s72-c/NoRegrets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-3136511672238693209</id><published>2008-12-19T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:27:11.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY A BAD EXPERIENCE...........................................</title><content type='html'>Hello Guyz. How is it going ??All of u r aware of thr fact dat how difficult it is to get placed , if u have a year gap.As i fall to the same category dats y i have also faced many challenges,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              To our coll one company called "ZENSAR" came for recruitment.In that team a very young lady HR was there. My god !!!!! believe me guyz she was a bombshell . I guess all her team members and some of our coll members were feeling very much delighted to occupy a sit which was few inches away from her. She delivered a sexy Pre Placement Talk. After dat written started,i was prepared well so i got selected for the written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                The very next day we have fucking "INTERVIEW".I had burnt mid night oil for this interview prepared well,and was confident to crack the interview.After waiting for one hour my turn came .I was confident suddenly my heart started pounding and i felt pressure.How ever i was in no mood to leave this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   I entered in to the "INTERROGATION CELL". A very beautiful lady who was looking like a goddes with everything pierced and coloured hair and sexy figure , i got littlebit scared.Besides her a black coloured beggar like man with a glued hair style was sitting and he was eating a pastry as if he has not eaten anything for the last 15 days and he was starving to death,Mean while interview started. This was supposed to be a tech interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me :                      Good Morning Mam !!! Good Morning Sir !!!!.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer :      Good Morning Bibhu !! How are you ??&lt;br /&gt;Me :                     Very well Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer :      Have u had ur breakfast ?&lt;br /&gt;Me :                    Yes sir ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer :      So what did u eat ??&lt;br /&gt;Me :  Paratnha sir .... And Rasgullah also.&lt;br /&gt;Lady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : It seems that u are a localite....&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes mam . I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : So tell me for what Bhubaneswar is famous.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir it called as "TEMPLE CITY " ,It is famous for temples....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Really ?? Name some temples.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir Lingaraj Temple, Mukteswar Temple , Rajrani Temple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Who build Lingaraj Temple ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      My god what is happening ? I told 2 my self. Is this an interview or what . At that time i felt to kick his ass , How ever i controlled my emotion and i thought  neither i knw the ans nor that bastard.So i thought lets play and have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me : Sir hmmmmmm. Its been built by Chodaganga dev.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : In which year ??&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir i am unable to recall the exact year but its in mid 1100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Today is famous for what ?? (as dat was Vishuv Shankranti)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir , today is a very special day for we oriyas.Because our new year starts from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Why its called Vishuv ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir today the Sun comes over the Equator which is known as Vishuv Rekha ,dats why its called vishuv Shankranti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Whats the difference between C &amp;amp; C++ .(Only 1 tech Question )&lt;br /&gt;Me : Told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Do u have any educational Gap ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes Sir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : How many years ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sir 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;                                        Then he extended his sticky hand towards me and told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviewer : Ok Bibhu . I am done ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    When i heard dat , all my hopes were shattered, just like popcorns burst in the microwave. With a heavy heart i came out of the fucking room , and told our so called "PLACEMENT OFFICER" abt this incident. He told dat he is unaware of their policies.I realized dat  all his speeches about us was a gimmick..Being lost i returened home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I thought i was not selected because i have year gaps, but i was surprised to know latter dat a girl with the same year gap was selected....OOOPPSSS !!! i have forgotten to tell the girl has many things to love for .And i have nothing ........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-3136511672238693209?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/3136511672238693209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/really-bad-experience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3136511672238693209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3136511672238693209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/really-bad-experience.html' title='REALLY A BAD EXPERIENCE...........................................'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-5048371838357139390</id><published>2008-12-16T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:57:00.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCOUNTER WITH SOME ONE................</title><content type='html'>Hey Guyz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             How is it going ??U knw my exam is finished,class started officially but not started yet unofficially.So being bored some of my fnds suggested to catch the movie"RAB NE BANADI JODI".Though am not interested in srk movies i wanted to go bcoz am also bored at home becoz i have no gf like some smart asses of our classes who have the fucking ability to play with their girl friends who are totally bitchy in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    U guyz know its really a herculean task to convince ur dad 4 a movie,so seeing no other alternative i have 2 say today we have a bithday celebration of my fnd,dats y i will come late,no classes made my lie felt like truth.How ever some how i reached the cinema hall with my fnd.But i stood in the queue for ticket even if seeing the housefull written,bcoz RAB may have some blessings on us.but RAB has blessed only srk and the new gal,none of us,Finally we managed to buy the balcony ticket in black,the regular price is 30 but we bought in 80.After buying ticket we r just unwinding our self in the corridors,mean while i saw a silver colored  HONDA CITY ,in that car their was a guy who was wearing a blue shirt,i recalled my mind and found dat he was the cricketer who made ORISSA proud by getting placed in the national cricket team.I  immediately wanted 2 have a  autograph but i didnt have a pen &gt; U guyz know that when u want something many a times u cant get the general things easily,i tried to borrow pen,but failed,Seeing no alternative i bought a pen and proceeded 4 the auotograph.He was in his car and the car was locked within due to AC,We went to his door and knocked on the glass. Guyz i cant forget the expression of the guyz,We 4 boys SCARED THE HELL OUT OF HIM.With a trembling voice,he asked..Whhhatt haaaapeened ?? I told bhai i need ur autograph.Then i saw the smiling and he gave the autograph on the receipt of my JAVA class writing best wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guyz u knw who the guys was ?? He was none other than SHIV SUNDAR DAS. Who was the regular opening batsman in test cricket few years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-5048371838357139390?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/5048371838357139390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/encounter-with-some-one.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5048371838357139390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/5048371838357139390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/encounter-with-some-one.html' title='ENCOUNTER WITH SOME ONE................'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-3239205012142795678</id><published>2008-12-13T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:43:14.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SVTsziOy5NI/AAAAAAAAACU/rffqzdN8Klc/s1600-h/ertygh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SVTsziOy5NI/AAAAAAAAACU/rffqzdN8Klc/s320/ertygh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284108632918779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guyz ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Wassup !!! All of us are aware of the fact that the most stinking thing in being an engineer is to develop the project and to explain it to a bunch of jokers sitting idly before you and many of them are busy in communicating over mobile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Our project started from the beginning of 7th sem with 2 page synopsis.One of our project guide wanted some thing extra while other didnt.So we were in confused state,what to do ??Finally we bowed down our head before a whitish complexed lady barely able to do programming.How ever we confined our self to the synopsis only till the project submission date was announced.It was never too late.So all of our team member with no knowledge of the project started working keeping in mind one thing that what ever we do we ought to "HANDLE THE FUCKING 30 MINUTES OF SCREWING"We spent a lot on printouts.Which no body even cares 2 read.At last we came to the conclusion and sighed a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ASSASSINATION DAY :&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Finally the assasination day came.All of us entered into the "BIG ADDA" of  so called lectures (the adda is laboratory).We didnt manage to bring a notebook pc.We hired it from our fnd.But luck was in not our favour as he has no Turbo C installed.How ever we put the pendrive in the  lab pc and executed the  software. To our luck a smart ass entered and he kept screwing us. But we managed well in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-3239205012142795678?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/3239205012142795678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/project.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3239205012142795678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/3239205012142795678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/project.html' title='PROJECT'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whnYlQExxcg/SVTsziOy5NI/AAAAAAAAACU/rffqzdN8Klc/s72-c/ertygh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-432646340146811346</id><published>2008-12-11T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:56:11.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU READY 4 THE FUTURE ??</title><content type='html'>Hey fellas !!!&lt;br /&gt;                        Whats up ?? u knw buddies am a wannabe engineer,currently comp sc 8th sem. 4 months to go 2 say gud bye 2 fnd , and according to ''AIRTEL" add i will say to my friends"I MISS U ,IT HURTSSSSSSSSS." though am not gay like sahrukh or saif.So all future technocrat future dont lies in ur hand,ur future lies in the hand of AMERICA.so why 2 care 4 future ??Most of turned 2 pessimist but few admit it,and for the so called optimistic "who will jump from the eiffeil tower of paris and while in between they will say look .... am not injures so far !!!"So my dear optimistic fnds if u were not placed so far like me and u r into software field plz dont waste ur time by relying on ur placement officer,bcoz dat fool might be telling u i am serious 4 u,and i will do these things,dat things 4 u,although he might be busy in something else.so guyz, without wasting much of ur time its the time 2 think abt ur future,my suggestion are the following.&lt;br /&gt;1.If u have appeared 4 cat and expecting to secure 80 %tile and above then go 4 a gud b school.&lt;br /&gt;2.In case u r expecting 70-80% then u have to rethink.What do ,bcoz i fall into this category.&lt;br /&gt;3.U can go 4 Mtech also.&lt;br /&gt;4.U can do lectureship and simultaneously prepare 4 mba and mtech,public sector.&lt;br /&gt;5.But in my opinion u must waste a precious year only 4 preparaing mba without doing anything,because u can never give gurantee what will happen,all ur performane is confined to only 2.5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;                                Guyz,remember one thing u live only 4 urself,as we are not solitary and social animal datsy we have made family,take advice of others but make decision by urself,so thar u dont have 2 blame others in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        All the best Guyz, Keep Rocking, Be young Have Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-432646340146811346?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/432646340146811346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-ready-4-future.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/432646340146811346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/432646340146811346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-ready-4-future.html' title='ARE YOU READY 4 THE FUTURE ??'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332020798921345185.post-1830880696152446677</id><published>2008-12-10T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:17:22.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few words abt me.</title><content type='html'>Hello guyz !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                           How is it going ?? Have u ever wondered abt the title of my blog ??why gyaan guru ??well the ans is pretty obvious ,U knw all the gurus are the most unsuccessful people in life,am not unsuccessful as success is a relative term,but i have not got what i want from life and this thing made me crazy abt life but i have discovered some paths which will not work for me and for many of u also,dats y i became a gyaan guru to help u in various aspects of life,and if u get all those things u want they u should die because u dont have the reason to live.And if u analyse urself then u will find all of us are unsuccessful.Well a very boring speech about success,now something interesting about life which will be coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332020798921345185-1830880696152446677?l=bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/feeds/1830880696152446677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-words-abt-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1830880696152446677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332020798921345185/posts/default/1830880696152446677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibhuthegyaanguru.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-words-abt-me.html' title='Few words abt me.'/><author><name>bibhuthegyaanguru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253548002077673526</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/_whnYlQExxcg/ST_o5FDbXhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ChRCQp3HzBI/S220/Image18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
