<?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-9676566</id><updated>2011-12-25T18:44:40.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling on and on...</title><subtitle type='html'>I, Moi, Myself..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-5380990638003992796</id><published>2010-12-14T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T05:53:48.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Let&amp;#39;s see if I can blog from my phone :)&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-5380990638003992796?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/5380990638003992796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=5380990638003992796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5380990638003992796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5380990638003992796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2010/12/testing_14.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6346850776724568907</id><published>2010-12-14T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:40:56.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arre where did the photu on top disappear to!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6346850776724568907?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6346850776724568907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6346850776724568907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6346850776724568907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6346850776724568907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2010/12/arre-where-did-photu-on-top-disappear.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6694619466145396776</id><published>2009-08-24T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:10:07.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the inconvenience</title><content type='html'>"..Sorry for the inconvenience Ms. Neha.. but ..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience... but please..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience..&lt;br /&gt;thankyou&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;Bbye&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up my mobile service provider's customer care for some problem.. and all I could hear in a span of 2 minutes was 'sorry for the inconvenience' atleast 15 times..lol.. looks like thats the only thing they learnt in training.. and if his saying 'sorry for the inconvenience' before every sentence wasnt so funny I would've been really bugged.. instead of trying to stop myself from laughing coz they had no idea of what to do with my inconvenience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible horrible IVR menus they have.. took me 5 min just to reach the customer care guy.. and just then the network decided to give up on me.. so i had to spend another 10 min before I could reach a human voice again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6694619466145396776?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6694619466145396776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6694619466145396776&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6694619466145396776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6694619466145396776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-for-inconvenience.html' title='Sorry for the inconvenience'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-7712260126630192478</id><published>2009-08-19T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:06:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 years since I left school! wow.. that seems like a long time.. I suddenly feel so old :-| I wanna go back to being a kid and having all the fun that i didnt have.. Kids these days have so much more freedom.. they have so much more knowledge and awareness and they're so much more street smart.. it may be good in a way.. but they will never have that innocence.. I think our generation was the last to be the ignorant innocent generation.. internet shall ensure that the future generations are all smart and enlightened :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw kaminey on the weekend. Loved it. I love the songs of the movie.. they have ben playing on my car stereo non stop for the past 2 weeks atleast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday a traffic policeman caught 2 bikers jumping a red light, stopped them in the middle of the road. When they tried to run off, he took the bike keys and went aside..lol.. thats the only way people here can learn some rules i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-7712260126630192478?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/7712260126630192478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=7712260126630192478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/7712260126630192478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/7712260126630192478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-years-since-i-left-school-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8452271608734173663</id><published>2009-07-31T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:08:57.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Nostalgic :)</title><content type='html'>Suddenly feeling a little low today.. going down the memory lane.. looking at old pictures.. and i see people who are not there anymore.. they were just here sometime back.. where did they suddenly go.. it all seems like just yesterday.. yet its so far back in time..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Aaja ki one way hai yeh zindagi ki ghadi ek hi chance hai.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two lines that are stuck in my head ever since i listened to these songs in the evening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8452271608734173663?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8452271608734173663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8452271608734173663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8452271608734173663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8452271608734173663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-nostalgic.html' title='Feeling Nostalgic :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8486793734813976906</id><published>2009-03-14T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:17:58.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>If you really want something, dont just dream about it.. have the courage to follow it..&lt;br /&gt;is it possible though that you may want something.. yet be happy without wanting to have it, to possess it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;&lt;br /&gt;          For love is sufficient unto love.&lt;br /&gt;When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart,"           but rather, I am in the heart of God."&lt;br /&gt;          And think not you can direct the course of love, if it           finds you worthy, directs your course.&lt;br /&gt;          Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.&lt;br /&gt;          But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be           your desires:&lt;br /&gt;          To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody           to the night.&lt;br /&gt;          To know the pain of too much tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;          To be wounded by your own understanding of love;&lt;br /&gt;          And to bleed willingly and joyfully.&lt;br /&gt;          To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for           another day of loving;&lt;br /&gt;          To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's           ecstasy;&lt;br /&gt;          To return home at eventide with gratitude;&lt;br /&gt;          And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your           heart and a song of praise upon your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalil Gibran on love&lt;br /&gt;Found it here.. http://tyros.leb.net/gibran/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8486793734813976906?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8486793734813976906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8486793734813976906&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8486793734813976906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8486793734813976906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/03/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-622475288308060367</id><published>2009-02-28T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:57:51.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is a funny game. Most of the times you dont know what you want. Then you finally figure out something to get.. You get it, and then you dont want it anymore.. you move on to wanting something else.. chasing dreams..always.. never being satisfied with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to avoid thinking is to stay busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-622475288308060367?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/622475288308060367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=622475288308060367&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/622475288308060367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/622475288308060367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-funny-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8007654217615449104</id><published>2009-01-30T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:56:22.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>linger</title><content type='html'>you know i'm such a fool for you..&lt;br /&gt;you got me wrapped around your finger..&lt;br /&gt;do you have to let it linger.. do you have to, do you have to let it linger..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8007654217615449104?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8007654217615449104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8007654217615449104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8007654217615449104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8007654217615449104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/01/linger.html' title='linger'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-1413786433561826575</id><published>2009-01-15T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:24:10.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring ring ringa</title><content type='html'>the song's too catchy.been goin on in my head since morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring ring ringa ring ring ringa ring ring ringa ringa ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie is quite awesome too. the kids are brilliant I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since morning I have got two emails offering me share in some million dollars by putting in a little contribution. one's supposed to be from iraq and the other from god knows where.. my lucky day eh ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-1413786433561826575?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/1413786433561826575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=1413786433561826575&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1413786433561826575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1413786433561826575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/01/ring-ring-ringa.html' title='ring ring ringa'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8041937938264715202</id><published>2009-01-14T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:33:59.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it me who's stupid or are people really that tough to figure out?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8041937938264715202?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8041937938264715202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8041937938264715202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8041937938264715202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8041937938264715202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-me-whos-stupid-or-are-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-5894741099347642741</id><published>2008-11-27T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:44:01.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why!</title><content type='html'>Why! Is there ever going to be any answer?&lt;br /&gt;Such madness.. what drives these people to do all this? What goes on in their head?I can never understand..It surely cant be religion.. when ur firing indiscriminately at hundreds of people, the bullet is not going to differentiate on the basis of religion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why are we so helpless? every time. each and every time. We can only react. We pull up our socks for a few days and then it all fades out of memory.. and we're back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about our intelligence agencies? why have we become such a vulnerable state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U.S. had 9/11... and they've never had anything after that. Yet, we watch helplessly as time and again people are killed, buildings destroyed, cities are brought to a halt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even imagine what the people inside those hotels would be going through.. noone deserves to go through something like that. We're all going to die one day.. but to die in this manner? No.. This is not how its meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just not the way its supposed to be.. not like this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-5894741099347642741?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/5894741099347642741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=5894741099347642741&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5894741099347642741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5894741099347642741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='Why!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-4372334440645288379</id><published>2008-11-14T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:20:55.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I' Ll Be All Right, I' Ll Be All Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tu Hai To Tedhi Medhi Rahein, Ulti Pulti Baatein Seedhi Lagti Hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tu Hai To Jhoothe Muthe Vaadein, Dushman Ke Iraade Sacche Lagtein Hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jo Dil Mein Taare Vaare De Jaga, Woh Tu Hi Hai, Tu Hi Hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jo Roote Roote De Hasa Tu Hi Hai Wohi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jaane Kyun Dil Jaanta Hai, Tu Hai To I' Ll Be All Right - (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Saari Duniya Ek Taraf Hai, Ek Taraf Hai Hum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Har Khushi To Door Bhage, Mil Rahein Hai Gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But When U Smile For Me, World Seems All Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Yeh Meri Zindagi Pal Mein Khil Jaaye, Jaane Kyun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jaane Kyun Dil Jaanta Hai, Tu Hai To I' Ll Be All Right - (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Yeah Yeah Yeah I' Ll Be All Right, I' Ll Be All Right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Chhote Chhote Kuch Palon Ka Dostana Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jaane Kyun Abb Lag Raha Hai Jaana Maana Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cos When Smile For Me, World Seems All Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Yeah Saare Pal Yehi Yuhi Tham Se Jaaye, Jaane Kyun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jaane Kyun Dil Jaanta Hai Tu Hai To I' Ll Be All Right - (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tu Hai To Tedhi Medhi Rahein, Ulti Pulti Baatein Seedhi Lagti Hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tu Hai To Jhoothe Muthe Vaadein, Dushman Ke Iraade Sacche Lagtein Hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jo Dil Mein Taare Vaare De Jaga Woh Tu Hi Hai, Tu Hi Hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jo Rote Rote De Hasa Tu Hi Hai Wohi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jaane Kyun Dil Jaanta Hai, Tu Hai To I' Ll Be All Right - (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dostana&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/9676566-4372334440645288379?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/4372334440645288379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=4372334440645288379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4372334440645288379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4372334440645288379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-this.html' title='and this..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-2118304890215867681</id><published>2008-11-14T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:18:17.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was listening to this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna tell you when&lt;br /&gt;it's too late&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna tell you things&lt;br /&gt;aren't so great&lt;br /&gt;you can't go on&lt;br /&gt;thinking nothing's wrong&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna drive you home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna pick you up&lt;br /&gt;when you fall&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna hang it up&lt;br /&gt;when you call&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna pay attention&lt;br /&gt;to your dreams&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna plug their ears&lt;br /&gt;when you scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't go on&lt;br /&gt;thinking nothing's wrong&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna drive you home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna hold you down&lt;br /&gt;when you shake&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna come around&lt;br /&gt;when you break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="05"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;50 First Dates soundtrack -- &lt;!-- #BeginEditable "b05" --&gt; Drive - Ziggy Marley &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-2118304890215867681?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/2118304890215867681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=2118304890215867681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2118304890215867681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2118304890215867681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-listening-to-this.html' title='Was listening to this..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6895515174336279496</id><published>2008-09-27T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:12:29.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>1. I hate the hyderabad traffic.Its absolutely cranky. people who crib about driving in delhi should try driving here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Listening to music and singing along at full volume (maybe a bit of trying to dance to,to d extent possible :)) while driving can b a great stress buster. Not just that, it also helps in lowering ur anger and frustration at people driving insanely around thereby reducing ur desire to scream at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do people seriously believe that honking has some magical powers which turns red lights green ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go ? where can we feel safe ? another day, another blast. another life lost. and we wonder.. why? how ? why ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an emotional fool hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6895515174336279496?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6895515174336279496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6895515174336279496&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6895515174336279496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6895515174336279496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_27.html' title='???'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-23344405910468501</id><published>2008-09-12T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:01:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Har pal yahan ji bhar jiyo... jo hai sama.. kal ho na ho..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-23344405910468501?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/23344405910468501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=23344405910468501&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/23344405910468501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/23344405910468501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-2140459737812771913</id><published>2008-09-07T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:50:21.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am surprised at myself so many times when I look back at yesterday.. yesteryears rather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes about the things I did.. and the reasons.. like a friend was asking me the other day, what were you doing at pagalguy.com when you had absolutely nothing to do with CAT and MBA and any kind of related stuff.. I hv no idea what i was doing there..lol.. I mean it started with the Community Service initiative which PG had started and then I just kept visiting.. still drop in there once in a few months, though i dont post there anymore.. :) but I used to like that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt french fr a while, and a bit of german and italian too.. but i hardly remember that now.. Wish I had kept in touch with it.. i think i shall get back to learning some new language some day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt kathak for a few years.. again lost touch with it, though I enjoyed it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tried my hand at painting :)) that was I guess bcos Iv got a readymade arts teacher at home, yet gave up on it bcos a. I really dont hv a talent for it and b. It just needs too much patience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was the exam counselling which I tried once.. hmm though I think I was pretty decent at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'v been told.. I take up something but never finish it.. hmmm.. may be true I think..I dont noe if it is simply bcos I get bored.. or I find something better to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing trying to blog :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to pick up something new now.. been quite a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-2140459737812771913?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/2140459737812771913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=2140459737812771913&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2140459737812771913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2140459737812771913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-surprised-at-myself-so-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-384129548854366966</id><published>2008-09-06T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:11:42.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phir Dekhiye</title><content type='html'>Aankhon Mein Jiski Koyi to Khwab Hai&lt;br /&gt;Khush Hai Wahi Jo Thoda Betaab Hai&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi Mein Koyi Aarzu Kijiye, Phir Dekhiye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been humming this song from Rock on in my head since morning..:)&lt;br /&gt;I love songs of the movie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-384129548854366966?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/384129548854366966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=384129548854366966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/384129548854366966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/384129548854366966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/09/phir-dekhiye.html' title='Phir Dekhiye'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-4779044059513959259</id><published>2008-09-02T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:59:05.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes distance does increase fondness at times.you stop taking people for granted and realise what they mean to u when u miss them, miss being around them.. something that iv realised after being away from home for the first time in life . have also realised that at times you need this .there were days when even though we were living in the same house we wouldn't find d time to talk to each other cause we were just so preoccupied with our own lives ..and now not a day passes when we don't talk ..its funny how being away can actually bring u closer..and sometimes you need that Jhatka :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-4779044059513959259?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/4779044059513959259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=4779044059513959259&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4779044059513959259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4779044059513959259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-distance-does-increase-fondness-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-3737598001249935815</id><published>2008-08-28T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:03:40.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilbert on lawyers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/SLaiBtcKsxI/AAAAAAAAA90/16pemfQgGAw/s1600-h/22373.strip.print.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/SLaiBtcKsxI/AAAAAAAAA90/16pemfQgGAw/s320/22373.strip.print.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239553366753456914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Dilbert :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dilbert.com/strips/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-3737598001249935815?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/3737598001249935815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=3737598001249935815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3737598001249935815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3737598001249935815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/08/dilbert-on-lawyers.html' title='Dilbert on lawyers'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/SLaiBtcKsxI/AAAAAAAAA90/16pemfQgGAw/s72-c/22373.strip.print.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-855598262325177592</id><published>2008-08-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:35:50.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget me not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its strange how at times a very small incident can trigger an avalanche of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just seeing an old schoolmate on facebook brought back memories of schooltime.. some not so nice memories cause she had not been particularly nice to me. But I was surprised at the fact that I still remember! It was such a minor thing and it still exists somewhere deep down in my head.. I wonder how many such memories stay buried deep inside our heads, only to resurface years later..when at times we cant even remember what happened the day before ( This happens especially when Im trying to finish my official timesheet :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are somethings that you never forget, even though you may think that you have. Particularly things which you just keep trying to forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Axe's chocolate deo ad raises stink with Govt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.ibnlive.com/news/axes-chocolate-deo-ad-raises-stink-with-govt/71879-3.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;The advertisement shows a model wearing the chocolate-smelling deodorant, eliciting “objectionable reactions” from women.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. really!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-855598262325177592?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/855598262325177592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=855598262325177592&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/855598262325177592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/855598262325177592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/08/forget-me-not.html' title='Forget me not..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6762155325378216939</id><published>2008-08-08T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:26:48.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One question that I just cannot find an answer to. And it keeps coming up again and again in my head. How do you defend a person who is guilty? And Im not talking about a small time offence here.  Knowing for example that someone has committed murder, how do u get urself to prove in court that he's innocent? Is it just for the money? And how does it not weigh on ur conscience? Or do lawyers become so cold blooded after a point of time that it doesnt matter at all? I mean yes, everyone has a right to defend themselves.. yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I pass by a mirror, I cant help but look into it. Every single time. Self obsession is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a cook makes life so much easier.. Touchwood :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times the only way you can be happy is to stop yourself from thinking, analysing.. thinking about what should or should not be... and just doing. Doing without worrying.. doing what you want to do. Everything else can be worked around it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6762155325378216939?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6762155325378216939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6762155325378216939&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6762155325378216939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6762155325378216939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-question-that-i-just-cannot-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-3375696087924216375</id><published>2008-07-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:28:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally raining!</title><content type='html'>I love the rain! Weather's become nice and cool.. It appears though that its become too cold for some here in Hyderabad.. sweaters are out :)) Sweaters in this weather!!! :) I wonder wat'll happen if they ever have to face the Delhi winters..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No work again. Although there are days when I really like that, today is not one of those days. I mean either I sit in office and work or I don't sit in office at all!! So I went and asked for work.. and now Iv got some very irritating work :)) Next time I'll know better :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-3375696087924216375?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/3375696087924216375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=3375696087924216375&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3375696087924216375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3375696087924216375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-finally-raining.html' title='It&apos;s finally raining!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-1737124484730286543</id><published>2008-07-22T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:54:18.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every once in a while I get taken by the monotony of it all. Thats not how it is supposed to be is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dont we always get what we want? Because we dont know what we really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dil Ki Yahin Khatha Hai, Dil Ko Nahin Patha Hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ki Dil Chaahtha Hai Kya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely write a post which is more than 4 lines long now.. I think Iv forgoten how to write .. and read. Its been ages since I finished a book. Trying to finish one now, I hope I succeed. My&lt;br /&gt;attention span has become ever shorter than before :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I wish I could stay in a world of my own, without coming back to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down the memory lane can be injurious to mental peace at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-1737124484730286543?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/1737124484730286543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=1737124484730286543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1737124484730286543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1737124484730286543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/07/every-once-in-while-i-get-taken-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-1477570886142560973</id><published>2008-06-28T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T14:09:33.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does existence seem so meaningless every once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-1477570886142560973?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/1477570886142560973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=1477570886142560973&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1477570886142560973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1477570886142560973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-does-existence-seem-so-meaningless.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-234021816747184846</id><published>2008-06-26T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:48:53.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the end of the day we're all alone. Surrounded by people all around, some of whom love us, some of whom care for us, some of whom like us, some of whom  dislike us, and most of whom dont even know about our existence  or couldnt care less. Yet, there is no one, no one who is going to be there forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come, people go. A relationship that was so important yesterday means nothing today. Memories fade away, life moves on. And we carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can only be happy if we learn how to not expect. Then everything you get becomes a blessing. Its not so easy and its not so tough. Its however so easy to let go of anger, disappointment when you learn to not expect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-234021816747184846?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/234021816747184846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=234021816747184846&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/234021816747184846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/234021816747184846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-end-of-day-were-all-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6281243317797024015</id><published>2008-06-13T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:22:43.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakshya</title><content type='html'>Life can be so monotonous if there's nothing to look forward to.. if there's no goal to keep you motivated.. I dont think we get whatever we aim for always, but atleast it keeps us going.. And that is why.. success or disappointments..  there has to be something.. something that keeps you going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6281243317797024015?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6281243317797024015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6281243317797024015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6281243317797024015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6281243317797024015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/06/lakshya.html' title='Lakshya'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-4676088298463492509</id><published>2008-06-12T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T05:56:46.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not mine.. just heard it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;tu mill jaaye....to koi aarzooo na rahe...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;tu mill jaaye....to koi aarzooo na rahe...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;shayad isiliye khuda ne tujhe hamein nahi diya...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-4676088298463492509?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/4676088298463492509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=4676088298463492509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4676088298463492509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4676088298463492509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-mine-just-heard-it.html' title='Its not mine.. just heard it..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8133969811277812848</id><published>2008-06-12T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:32:10.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder what I used to do before orkut and facebook existed :)&lt;br /&gt;In fact.. what did I do before the internet existed..&lt;br /&gt;And what about the mobile phone.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Im so dependent on all of this.. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8133969811277812848?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8133969811277812848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8133969811277812848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8133969811277812848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8133969811277812848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wonder-what-i-used-to-do-before-orkut.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-3805920760121606284</id><published>2007-10-23T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:45:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i want..</title><content type='html'>What do I want..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. made me think.. A few things in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Laughter, cheer, fun - lots n lots of it!&lt;br /&gt;b. No tears.&lt;br /&gt;c. No tensions.&lt;br /&gt;d. Lots n lots of love&lt;br /&gt;e. a pretty and happy home&lt;br /&gt;f. a few close and special friends&lt;br /&gt;g. work that makes me feel happy, satisfied and proud&lt;br /&gt;h. someone who would listen to my mindless chatter all life&lt;br /&gt;i. trust&lt;br /&gt;j. patience&lt;br /&gt;k. To do what I want to do, to be with who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No end to desires.. I could go on and on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-3805920760121606284?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/3805920760121606284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=3805920760121606284&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3805920760121606284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/3805920760121606284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-do-i-want.html' title='what do i want..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-5947350235743482417</id><published>2007-10-19T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:24:45.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it that I do wrong!</title><content type='html'>Where do I go wrong.. What is it that I should have done.. should be doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cryptic.. My blog has become all cryptic now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-5947350235743482417?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/5947350235743482417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=5947350235743482417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5947350235743482417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5947350235743482417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-it-that-i-do-wrong.html' title='What is it that I do wrong!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-35815851116681344</id><published>2007-10-04T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:35:20.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to all the bloggers that I knew</title><content type='html'>Is anyone really blogging these days? Rarely do I see the updated sign against anyone's name on the Blogroll. Even though I havent been logging in frequently. But even so.. where did everyone disappear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-35815851116681344?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/35815851116681344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=35815851116681344&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/35815851116681344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/35815851116681344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-happened-to-all-bloggers-that-i.html' title='What happened to all the bloggers that I knew'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8589093350954177076</id><published>2007-10-03T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:44:10.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply bored!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8589093350954177076?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8589093350954177076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8589093350954177076&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8589093350954177076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8589093350954177076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/10/simply-bored.html' title='Simply bored!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-4166560454616966810</id><published>2007-09-29T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:31:59.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Idol!</title><content type='html'>I find it unbelievable that people resorted to such violence on the streets on the basis of the remark that was made by the RJ. I would consider torching vehicles, stopping an ambulance from passing through and attacking people a far graver offence than making a statement of the kind which R J Nitin did. And did he mean anything derogatory aimed at a specific community. I doubt it. And why I'm saying so is that I've often heard his shows and I've seen the way he makes fun of things and people, but never aimed at any specific community or person. I think we need to stop taking everything so seriously as if it is meant as a personal insult. Which one of us has not had a laugh at the expense of Sikhs/ Santa Banta Jokes? Things should be taken in the spirit in which they have been said and not blown out of proportion like they are being done right now. And as I read in the news, the RJ has apologised for hurting the sentiments of the community. Can we please start taking things in the spirit in which they are said? We really need to learn the ability to laugh at ourselves. Even if we feel that what is said is not right and should not have been said, there is always a way to protest. Violence is not the answer to everything that we don't agree with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-4166560454616966810?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/4166560454616966810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=4166560454616966810&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4166560454616966810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4166560454616966810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/09/indian-idol.html' title='Indian Idol!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-7972884612479381301</id><published>2007-08-08T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T10:36:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to put this up :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/Rrn_AQ9Q0GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eqy2S131cDU/s1600-h/ch880401.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/Rrn_AQ9Q0GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eqy2S131cDU/s320/ch880401.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096384833363431522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks Sudeep for sending this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-7972884612479381301?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/7972884612479381301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=7972884612479381301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/7972884612479381301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/7972884612479381301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/08/had-to-put-this-up.html' title='Had to put this up :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/Rrn_AQ9Q0GI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eqy2S131cDU/s72-c/ch880401.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8476813084940079951</id><published>2007-08-07T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:20:14.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are we here for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Am I here only so that I can get up in the morning, get ready, go to office, spedn the entire day there, come back home, eat dinner and sleep? Passing some time in between on the phone, or on the net of course.. thats it? and the weekends maybe watching a movie, or meeting some friends? Is that all there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with everyone!! we're all so angry all the time.. dont like the way someone is driving? try n push them off the road.. you honk and people don't move away.. beat them to death..What!! Is it worth it? This is absolutely insane.. I can't help getting angry when someone cuts me off in a real bad way while driving or keeps honking unecessarily.. but hey.. who's getting affected by this anger? It's only me.. and noone else.. That person's gone.. and he doesnt care..I got to learn to keep my cool.. and in fact all of us do! We're becoming a nation of angry intolerant people.. or maybe we already are.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8476813084940079951?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8476813084940079951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8476813084940079951&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8476813084940079951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8476813084940079951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-are-we-here-for.html' title='What are we here for?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-4537018975668862101</id><published>2007-08-05T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T11:01:30.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard day..</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard you try, its impossible to come upto people's expectations. You will constantly live with a guilt of not having done enough. Is it fair to yourself? Or is it just better to forget everything else and keep yourself happy..The brickbats are always  going to be there while the bouquets will be rare..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-4537018975668862101?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/4537018975668862101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=4537018975668862101&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4537018975668862101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/4537018975668862101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/08/hard-day.html' title='Hard day..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-8659226537828570144</id><published>2007-06-03T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:18:49.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap!!</title><content type='html'>What the hell is this.. Burning buses, creatign jams, makign life tough for ordinary people! What for? Stoning police, creating a ruckus.. dont people in this country have anythign better to do!! Why do they dervice such a pleasure in destroying public property.. waste of time and resources when we already hv a shortage of both!! what if somebody lives on a daily wage.. and eh cant reach to whis work place because of these people.. what's his fault? what's anybody's fault in all of this? why should we be affected? and why is the central government sittign idle and not doign anything about this.. this government has just pushed and is still pushing this country so deep into this caste ruckus that it is going to take us all down one day. I used to think illiteracy is the biggest problem of this coutnry.. but now i think education or no education its caste politics, caste issues which will never let us rise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-8659226537828570144?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/8659226537828570144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=8659226537828570144&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8659226537828570144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/8659226537828570144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/06/crap.html' title='Crap!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-366690039055930884</id><published>2007-03-24T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:42:04.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not done..</title><content type='html'>I don't understand this!! Boycott ads which cricketers endorse.. vandalise their houses.. what!! Why are we such bad losers? yeah, we lost.. why not accept it and move on!! We weren't good enough, others were better.. so what! why put someone on a pedestal and throw him down later? Don't worship cricketers.. they're no asking you to do that.. but learn to accept defeat gracefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing..please ppl do not send me any director of orktu is shutting down orkut or throwing me out of it msgs!! im sure thts not going to happen.. so lets please not worry abt tht!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-366690039055930884?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/366690039055930884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=366690039055930884&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/366690039055930884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/366690039055930884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-done.html' title='not done..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-6336419204920053972</id><published>2007-03-13T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:53:59.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;How tough it is to create, and how simple to copy. There is such a lack of originality everywhere, and I have also become caught in it. Cut copy paste.. simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;So when I sit down to write something on my own, my thoughts just don’t flow.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Wat am I saying!! Well I think I stopped making sense long time back ..lol.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;There is this urge in me to break free, to follow my dream.. The problem is the dream is all hazy, unidentifiable.. it is here somewhere, yet I cannot find it. There is this lack of satisfaction with life.. I try to be positive, but it doesn’t work all the time.. I have become too caught up with the daily chores of life to think, to do.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;And I’m tired of sitting inside office all day.. I need to move! I know I come back here and keep writing this everytime..lol..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I have even stopped writing on this blog, which I enjoyed so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;"&gt;Feeling all alone right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-6336419204920053972?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/6336419204920053972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=6336419204920053972&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6336419204920053972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/6336419204920053972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-tough-it-is-to-create-and-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-1611848273791122772</id><published>2007-02-27T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T06:55:59.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many depressing posts..no more :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Saw this on Rathna's blog.. it's some bits from a speech by Steve Jobs that I really liked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-1611848273791122772?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/1611848273791122772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=1611848273791122772&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1611848273791122772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1611848273791122772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-many-depressing-postsno-more.html' title='Too many depressing posts..no more :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-5473864916489586968</id><published>2007-02-03T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:14:02.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>What do I want from life? I want everything. I want my dreams to be fulfilled.. I want to live life the way I want to. I want happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I looking for too much?  I don't noe.. am really confused about a lot of things right now and I dont know how to end the confusion. Where do i go.. What do i do...Am scared about the future.. God..show me the way please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-5473864916489586968?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/5473864916489586968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=5473864916489586968&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5473864916489586968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/5473864916489586968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/02/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-1220439679341358038</id><published>2007-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T08:50:20.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why should i have a subject for everything?</title><content type='html'>Do you have to try hard to be happy? or does it just come naturally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give more, Expect less" .. the secret of happiness. how simple .. is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love your work or ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RbI9s3Cdz4I/AAAAAAAAABI/XDlITjC6RaE/s1600-h/ATT466691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RbI9s3Cdz4I/AAAAAAAAABI/XDlITjC6RaE/s320/ATT466691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022144375369355138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you're doing.. you have to be good at it.. and only then will you hold some value for people..no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if you dont like ur work.. still give ur best shot.. thts how i keep motivating myself, every few days when i get down..lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need some action right now.. feeling too dull.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-1220439679341358038?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/1220439679341358038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=1220439679341358038&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1220439679341358038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/1220439679341358038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-should-i-have-subject-for.html' title='Why should i have a subject for everything?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RbI9s3Cdz4I/AAAAAAAAABI/XDlITjC6RaE/s72-c/ATT466691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-2270565911109205026</id><published>2006-12-19T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:50:34.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe1B3tujgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uRJsSjOo5iM/s1600-h/noname1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe1B3tujgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uRJsSjOo5iM/s320/noname1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010172154213207554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe04XtujfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ba1AxVHM9lY/s1600-h/noname2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe04XtujfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ba1AxVHM9lY/s320/noname2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010171991004450290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe0oHtujeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lpd2HhvIK14/s1600-h/noname.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe0oHtujeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lpd2HhvIK14/s320/noname.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010171711831576034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the things I want to do right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe0GntujdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RPethsV9cSA/s1600-h/Calvin_%26_Hobbes_-_Calvin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe0GntujdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RPethsV9cSA/s320/Calvin_%26_Hobbes_-_Calvin.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010171136305958354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYez2HtujcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BfssYPljtZs/s1600-h/calvin_hobbes_640_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYez2HtujcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BfssYPljtZs/s320/calvin_hobbes_640_480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010170852838116802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-2270565911109205026?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/2270565911109205026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=2270565911109205026&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2270565911109205026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/2270565911109205026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/12/arbit.html' title='Arbit'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qibLHLBfDZg/RYe1B3tujgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uRJsSjOo5iM/s72-c/noname1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-116384148743723203</id><published>2006-11-17T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:36:05.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would you...</title><content type='html'>....throw off your town/city/country/world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No politicions please!! Thats a well acknowledged, well accepted answer anyway :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I would like to throw all blueline bus drivers and the Indica drivers out of Delhi cause I have yet to come across even one of them who can drive!! They drive so dangerously, not only risking themselves but everyone else too..I can never figure out why!!A ten year old would probably be able to drive better than them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-116384148743723203?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/116384148743723203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=116384148743723203&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116384148743723203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116384148743723203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-would-you.html' title='Who would you...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-116292116979595213</id><published>2006-11-07T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:40:03.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful of what you wish for...</title><content type='html'>....cause you just might get it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in office very late, hoping for something to happen, thinking how it would be like if the coffee I was about to drink would fall on me and I might just get to go home and avoid the late night conference call which was scheduled to happen...&lt;br /&gt;... and then thats exactly what happened,lol...the coffee fell on me, don't ask me how! cause I have no clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately I still didnt get to go home early :(&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-116292116979595213?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/116292116979595213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=116292116979595213&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116292116979595213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116292116979595213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-careful-of-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be careful of what you wish for...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-116239757493193429</id><published>2006-11-05T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T09:15:21.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They've done it again!</title><content type='html'>It's that Airtel again...motivated me to write my long delayed post and vent all my anger here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than 5 days and I have not been getting network coverage at my home, cant get any calls... have to dial 20 times to  reach a number and even then it keeps getting disconnected!! And noone's ready to say when it's gonna b rectified...soon they say!! baaah! i feel like dumping their connection right away! the only things that are stopping me are..the fact that this has been my number since forever and i'v just converted to postpaid...but i am so so bugged by them right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...always helps :-) i feel much better now...&lt;br /&gt;Update: Actually its been more than 10 days now... 5 days this was just lying in the drafts folder..lol&lt;br /&gt;And I'v got loads more to write, but i think I'll just post this right now.. or else this post will just keep lying in my drafts...thts wat happens to most of my posts these days.&lt;br /&gt;Next post shall be up soon though :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-116239757493193429?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/116239757493193429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=116239757493193429&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116239757493193429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116239757493193429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/11/theyve-done-it-again.html' title='They&apos;ve done it again!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-116076457712622689</id><published>2006-10-13T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:07:42.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debating..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm.. the issue's gone off the front page of all the newspapers for now. But I'd been thinking of writing about it since quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand  why we turn terrorists and murderers into heroes. Putting them all over the front pages, acting like great injustice has been done to them. Before this it was with Dhananjoy Chatterjee. I remember the media coverage he got... that man had gone through a proper trial right upto the highest court and he was convicted for rape and murder for christ's sake!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are debates on capital punishment, and to be honest I cannot decide which side I am on.. I just hope I never have to decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well getting back to where I was... Fine, go ahead and debate as much as you want to. But do not turn them into heroes, or show them as if they're victims of some conspiracy. They are people who have committed heinous acts...and they deserve punishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism does not deserve any mercy, it deserves the highest punishment...And punishment is where this entire debate lies right..Death penalty or no death penalty? If someone has had a fair trial, been convicted by the highest court, and has committed such a heinous act then he deserves the highest punishment. And in India today, the highest punishment is death penalty.There is always a chance, however less it might be, that the person you are going to throw to the gallows is innocent and you are killing an innocent life.. Therefore, either you abolish death penalty altogether if you do not believe that the state has the power to take lives or you got to live with this truth...&lt;a href="http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/05/capital-punishment.html"&gt;&lt;wrote&gt;(wrote something on this once) &lt;/wrote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But since that has not yet happened, should we belt out punishment based on regionality or religion? Being an Indian should come first before being a Kashmiri comes shouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-116076457712622689?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/116076457712622689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=116076457712622689&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116076457712622689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/116076457712622689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/10/debating.html' title='Debating..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115981074153384156</id><published>2006-10-02T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:39:01.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a month!! Gosh... Time's just flying...and flying fast! This has been my longest break from my blog so far...at times i want to write, and then do not manage to find the time to write. and when i do find the time, i have nothing to say :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... time's flying! and i don't want it to! Was at a friend's wedding yesterday... feels so strange. It was just yesterday when we were in school... still remember it so clearly.I wish we could just go back to those days, just be kids, live life with exams and marks being the only worries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good two day break from office, I think I need more of such breaks!!lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September's been a hectic but good month...and I'm feeling much better... thankyou everyone :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna dance right now... love dancing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to office tom...sigh! atleast this week would have a day less :D:D&lt;br /&gt;hope to be back in full form soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115981074153384156?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115981074153384156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115981074153384156&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115981074153384156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115981074153384156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah.html' title='Woah!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115708886104406282</id><published>2006-08-31T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:36:16.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still haven't found what I'm looking for...</title><content type='html'>Most of my posts have been depressing recently...I just feel so frustrated and angry all the time..irritable, pick on things constantly...get angry at the traffic, at people at anything!! I feel like I';m jus going through the motion...days r jus passing by... and I;m not doing anything... not doing anything that I want to... not looking forward to anything, nothing exciting...Just have a dull and bored feeling all the time.. I don't know what to do... I don't feel like blogging, don't feel like reading, dont feel like replying...jus do not want to do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm writing all of this here.. jus don't know where else to pour it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115708886104406282?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115708886104406282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115708886104406282&amp;isPopup=true' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115708886104406282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115708886104406282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-still-havent-found-what-im-looking.html' title='I still haven&apos;t found what I&apos;m looking for...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115608862929091326</id><published>2006-08-20T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:50:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More questions :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you think someone can really change? The habits, the thinking that has been inculcated over years...can it ever really go? A lot of times, we make mistakes. We even realize that we have made a mistake, and we vow or atleast say that we'll definitely try not to make that same mistake again. Yet it happens, it happens again. And again. And again.Why? Why do we make the same follies over and over again even after we realize that what we're doing is not right. Why do we lose our tempers over the same things, even though we know it's not going to help.Why do we feel bad over the same things, even though we know that things won't change. Why do we hurt people we care about by our own actions, even though we somewhere deep inside know that we are going to hurt them. Does our brain stop working at such times, temporarily, momentarily... and then springs back into action when we realize that we have done it again. The answers seem to be beyond my comprehension..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;"We make them cry who care for us, we cry for them who never care for us and we care for them who will never cry for us" Got this as an sms...may not be completely true, but it just sounds so real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115608862929091326?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115608862929091326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115608862929091326&amp;isPopup=true' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115608862929091326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115608862929091326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-questions.html' title='More questions :-)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115514237990760717</id><published>2006-08-09T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:52:59.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to preserve this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008400;"&gt; hav been selected as the orkut beauty queen by hhis highness xxxx&lt;br /&gt;u grand prizes include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship with his highness &lt;span style="color:#008484;"&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n special offer reply 4 all ur scrapz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zo keep scrappin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was too good!! Height of originality.lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and I have come under the tag attack again :P will resisit till i'm forced to do it.lol...my excuse of not having anything to write has been taken away though!! :) i'll do it soooooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115514237990760717?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115514237990760717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115514237990760717&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115514237990760717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115514237990760717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-to-preserve-this.html' title='Had to preserve this!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115415180498842847</id><published>2006-07-28T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:47:38.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;and I'm the only one and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the line&lt;br /&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind&lt;br /&gt;On the border line&lt;br /&gt;Of the edge and where I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;What's fucked up and everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Check my vital signs&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm still alive and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115415180498842847?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115415180498842847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115415180498842847&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115415180498842847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115415180498842847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115400052354976262</id><published>2006-07-27T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T05:50:57.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah..the ban's gone for now! But I haven't been blogging. Cause i just don't know what to blog about!! There's nothing much happening these days, but by the time I get home I'm too tired to blog or do bloghopping... this is what i do all day-&lt;br /&gt;go to work,&lt;br /&gt;face traffic jams,&lt;br /&gt;work,&lt;br /&gt;talk,&lt;br /&gt;waste time if no work/sir not around,&lt;br /&gt;wait for the evening and hope you don't get work late in the evening (which happens too often :((( ),&lt;br /&gt;come back home,&lt;br /&gt;face traffic jams,&lt;br /&gt;chat with family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;check mail,&lt;br /&gt;go to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;get up in the morning and then... do it all over again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... in between.. wait for saturdays and sundays!!&lt;br /&gt;lol...working life is very monotonous i must say!! I need to start doing something soon...some activity, some hobby... so tht i don't get bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I used to get so frustrated with the traffic jams, now they have become a part of life.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been sitting and thinking for the past 5 minutes and am still blank! So me's off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back... after visiting &lt;a href="http://ishipishi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ishita's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I decided I had to write about something... something which makes me go angry everytime I read about it. It's the Priyadarshini Mattoo rape and murder case. More than 10 years, and still no justice... &lt;blockquote&gt;"I know this is the man who has commited the crime and yet I cannot punish him"&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is what the judge deciding the case had said. Lack of evidence, power play, the accused's father being a civil servant are probably factors which helped him get away. As they say, the prosecution has to prove the case beyond a reasonable doubt... and the accused always gets a benefit of doubt. Because no innocent man must be punished even if a  hundred guilty peopple go scotfree. Do you think this really holds in today's world? Should that one person be sacrificed to bring to justivce those hundred guilty people? It's a very tough choice to make... what if that innocent person is you, or someone close to you...Would you still be willing to sacrifice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but everytime I read about her, hear about her I feel a strange sense of attachment... She was a law student, being followed, stalked for months by this man. She had even been given police protection...isn't this evidence?? t would probabyl be very tought o get direct evidence in such cases, but then so much circumstantial evidence should count for sure...and the worst part is that the man is practicing as a lawyer.. living a normal life. I wonder what his wife and kids would think about him... how would you live with someone like that? What if you knew your husband or father was a rapist and killer... would you be able to live with that?? Let alone his wife and kids... how can anyone live with the fact that they have actually committed such a heinous crime... Maybe noone else ever gets to know... maybe you don't get punished.. But you know. you know tht you have done something for which even god will not forgive you. Do they have any conscience, any remorse at all? any guilt??  Can they still sleep at nights? No matter what happens, I have a firm belief that God balances everything... if you don't get punished by the law, you will get punished in some other way...maybe your kids will hate you.. maybe you will never have peace in life... but you will get punished. I wonder though if the punishement's enough... if it's any solace to Priyadarshini's family.. her father who's been struggling to get her justice...How many Pridarshini's die such deaths without ever getting justice by the courts, by law.Can anyone tell me why does this have to happen? Why can't people get justice? Why don't things happen the way they're supposed to ? I'm not talking about a perfect world.A perfect world would be one in which such crimes would not be committed at all. I just want a world which respects what is right, and makes sure it happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do sign the online petition for a retrial &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/mattoo/petition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It might not be anything big, but atleast it makes us feel we're all contributing to her gettign justice in some small way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115400052354976262?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115400052354976262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115400052354976262&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115400052354976262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115400052354976262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115323966477012454</id><published>2006-07-18T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T10:31:12.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wth!!</title><content type='html'>What's happening!! I found it so unbelievable when I first heard about it. I thought it was probably a joke. Turns out the joke is on us, all of us, and our rights.. our freedoms! are we living in a democracy or a dictatorship??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindustantimes.com/news/181_1746690,000600010001.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="ld"&gt;12 sites on Govt gag list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="ld"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="ld"&gt;2 sites on Govt gag list&lt;/span&gt;The government has instructed Internet Service Providers (ISPs) to block 12 websites. The order has come in the wake of the Mumbai bomb blasts, and these websites are perceived to be anti-India. Unfortunately, one of these is blogger or blogspot.com, a Google affiliated site which hosts millions of blogs worldwide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sources in the government said that a circular was issued by the Home Affairs Ministry three days back asking the Ministry of Information and Technology to block the 12 websites which posted content maligning India. Hundreds of netizens tried unsuccessfully to log on to blogger.com on Monday. These bloggers exchanged flash messages to discover that none of them were being able to log on to the website.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Officials defended the decision saying, "We would like those people to come forward who access these (the 12) radical websites and please explain to us what are they missing from their lives in the absence of these sites."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;More information &lt;a href="http://www.withinandwithout.com/?p=854"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make sure you &lt;a href="http://censorship.wikia.com/wiki/Bypassing_The_Ban"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;. Ways to bypass the ban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't believe it. Does freedom of speech and expression really even exist in this country? I'm a lawyer, and right now I feel like the law is just a puppet in the hands of this government. We could probably say this is a violation of our fundamental right to freedom of speech and expression, this is total censorship.. Yes, the government can restrict this freedom. (Read &lt;a href="http://www.astro.virginia.edu/%7Esk4zw/india-const/p03019.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; of the constitution for details.) The government can basically put 'reasonable restrictions' on this right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasonable&lt;/span&gt; Restrictions! what on earth made them do this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 22, 18);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 22, 18);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Right to Freedom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 22, 18);font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 22, 18);font-size:85%;" &gt;1&lt;strong&gt;9.  Protection of certain rights regarding freedom of speech, etc.-    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;(1)  All  citizens shall have the right-    &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;(a) to freedom of speech and expression;    &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;[(2)  Nothing  in  sub-clause (a) of clause (1)  shall  affect  the operation  of  any existing law, or prevent the State from making  any law,  in  so  far as such law imposes reasonable restrictions  on  the exercise  of  the  right  conferred  by the  said  sub-clause  in  the interests of [the sovereignty and integrity of India,] the security of  the  State, friendly relations with foreign States, public  order, decency  or morality, or in relation to contempt of court,  defamation or incitement to an offence.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they have blogged blogspot, tomorrow they'll block news, email.. what not!! are we going to let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand.. y just blogger? there r so many other blog sites..and so many other ways to bypass these bans.. it's just totally absurd!! Blogs r public sites..anyone can access them.. how could the terrorists use them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115323966477012454?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115323966477012454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115323966477012454&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115323966477012454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115323966477012454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/wth.html' title='Wth!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115246879368395765</id><published>2006-07-11T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:12:38.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do i say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think ever person, well actually ever other person in the world right now is probably watching the World Cup Finals. So who is it going to be? Italy or France. My vote goes for Italy. I saw their last match against the Germans and they played very well. Well my predictions have often turned out to be wrong so I'm not going to predict this one.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 3 days at work, and I've already started missing my vella days!! And I have just one Sunday off.. 6 days working :(( today just went in catching up with sleep and doing itsy bitsy things all day. Now I realize the values of holidays and days of freedom..sigh! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to do a tag about some 6 wierd things about me.Hmm..wierd things, I'm really not that wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave the post in between :-) went off to watch the match.. n Italy won :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am too tired to do the tag abhi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been two days since i started the post and i can't get myself to finish it!&lt;br /&gt;Just got a few things in my head which I want to put down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate hate hate traffic jams and I face them everyday now :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's super :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally raining in Delhi..yaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office is too cold!the ac works too well i think..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blog surfing :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been doing anything actually..sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115246879368395765?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115246879368395765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115246879368395765&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115246879368395765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115246879368395765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-do-i-say.html' title='What do i say..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115209499589509281</id><published>2006-07-05T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T10:57:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More pics will follow later, me got tired of uploading them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching a few of the football matches lately. Football is fun to watch, cause it's so unpredicatble!! Like last night, just when I was sure there was gonna b another one of those penalty shootouts, Italy scored in the nth minute!! I was totally zapped!! I like the game cause it's so fast paced..I have absolutely no idea who's gonna win the world cup now! I had been thinking before the semis it would be Germany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come under the tag attack once again :(( lol.Next post hopefully :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in the middle of this post when I got some good news :-) Me's got a job :D So in one moment I went from being an certified vella to umm.. well just a person with a job..lol.I'm very excited and nervous too ! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's fortune&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant surprise is in store for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I just saw at orkut..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure am surprised, happened so quickly, haven't even told everyone yet! I'm just hoping for the best. Let's see what the future has in store for me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115209499589509281?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115209499589509281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115209499589509281&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115209499589509281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115209499589509281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115208742476982218</id><published>2006-07-05T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T01:43:41.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pics :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P6170707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P6170707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P6170704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P6170704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delayed ..but finally here ..lol ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P6170701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P6170701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P6170698.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/golden%20temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/golden%20temple.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P6170698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P6170698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Temple, Amritsar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really very beautiful.. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115208742476982218?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115208742476982218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115208742476982218&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115208742476982218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115208742476982218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/07/few-pics.html' title='A few pics :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115131518836435091</id><published>2006-06-26T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:50:25.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about my trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Typed this when I was on my trip, so am posting it just as it is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well here i am.10P.M. Khajjiar. date : Sunday, 18th June.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is absolutely nothing here. Nothing. Just a vast green space, which would have been pretty if only it had been clean. Unfortunately, with cow dung,horse shit and Lays wrappers lying around it is everything but that. Why can't people here let anything remain clean! Why do we treat every place that we sit or walk in as dustbins? People do you really think you are walking in dustbins all the time? I appeal to everyone reading this.. Don't do it yourself and don't let anyone you know or are with do it too. Please don't throw rubbish around.. There will always be a dustbin around, and in case there isn't, there is surely one at home right? It won't be too much of an effort to just carry it a little while longer.Please :-) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd thought this place would be quite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;empty..lol..this is India dear :-) It's called a mini switzerland for some reason, and I can't fathom why..lol..yes, it's got forests around.. maybe i'll like it when i go and explore it more tomorrow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I changed my mind the next day :-) The place is very beautiful..Well just like it said, it looked amazing when it was empty.. and clean!It rained the next day, sent away all the people.. cleaned up the entire place.. you could run around on the vast empty lush green spaces..was so much fun!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Infact, after visiting all the places that I did, I've come to the conclusion that every place has some charm, some special thing about it, which may not be so easy to discover cause it's something out of the ordinary.. There's nothing much in the usual things, the malls, the shops.. you need to go a little out of the way, explore, discover.. and u'll surely find something which you love..You just need to search..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115131518836435091?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115131518836435091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115131518836435091&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115131518836435091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115131518836435091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-about-my-trip.html' title='Something about my trip'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115004598490170272</id><published>2006-06-15T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:03:57.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off again!</title><content type='html'>I was probably born in the wrong country... I hate crowds and i hate crowded places! I hate the pushing and jostling that goes around.. Went to the gurgaon malls on sunday!! gosh.. those places r filled to the brim with people :-) You have to stop every few metres..and wait for the people ahead to move on..absolutely crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me's going away from the crowds for a while..lol.. am off for a vacation! Will b back soon :-)&lt;br /&gt;tada..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115004598490170272?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115004598490170272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115004598490170272&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115004598490170272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115004598490170272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-off-again.html' title='I&apos;m off again!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-115014269917822308</id><published>2006-06-12T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:55:46.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Pagal!</title><content type='html'>## Start of GoPaGaL Tag ##&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your blogger friend has tagged you, follow this link to participate: http://www.pagalguy.com/goblog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoAir and PaGaLGuY.com bring to you the GoPaGaL Campaign where you can win free return tickets to the destination of your choice. Winning is simple, just copy paste this tag on your blog after adding answers to the questions below and publish this as a blog post on your blog! Then head out to http://www.pagalguy.com/goblog/ , fill in the form and send us your Name and Blog post URL &amp; Finally, tag 5 more blog users and let the world know. Promise! Its that simple and should take you no more than 5 minutes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Answer the question below —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) On which GoAir Sector would you like to win a free air ticket?&lt;br /&gt;A) Delhi - Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;( Answer the above question after you visit http://www.goair.in )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Link (Tag) 4 other blog users in your network so that they too get a chance to win the tickets. Without you tagging 4 other bloggers, your entry will stand disqualified.]&lt;br /&gt;Tag&lt;br /&gt;I would like to link the following bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;(Please include the full URL to the blogger you are tagging)&lt;br /&gt;e.g: http://insane.pagalguy.com, http://whatblogmen.blogspot.com etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 — Manish - http://the-new-cloud.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;2 — Sudarshan - http://sudinc.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;3 — Sudeep - http://sudeepsharma.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;4 — Sudhir - http://egocentricity.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— End of Question &amp;amp; Answer —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now head over to http://www.pagalguy.com/goblog/ and submit your entry to win the tickets. New winners will be announced every fortnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? What? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an unique campaign run by ‘GoAir - The People’s Airline’ and ‘PaGaLGuY.com - India’s largest MBA forum’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are giving out over 26 return airtickets over a period of two months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the insanity and find more ways to win tickets at http://www.pagalguy.com/gopagal/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit GoAir - http://www.goair.in&lt;br /&gt;Visit PaGaLGuY.com - http://www.pagalguy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;## End of GoPaGaL Tag ##&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Asked to tag four people, but i don't think thats enough ;-) so i'm tagging others too!!&lt;br /&gt;Cmon ppl, it's the simplest tag ever :D and u get a chance to win free tickets :D:D&lt;br /&gt;so here we go..&lt;br /&gt;Arz000n - http://www.arz000n.com/&lt;br /&gt;Bhaskar - http://sbhaskar.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Mani - http://noccifloccinihiliphilificator.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Saikat - http://www.saikat.blogdrive.com/&lt;br /&gt;Yashita - http://voicesatthewindow.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Rahul - http://phookas.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Jackal - http://unameitjack.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Tarun - http://tarunsblogs.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav - http://hitch-hikersguide.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Coolvir - http://venechawla.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Nessa - http://nesshazebrag.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also anyone else who wants to do the tag :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-115014269917822308?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/115014269917822308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=115014269917822308&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115014269917822308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/115014269917822308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/06/go-pagal.html' title='Go Pagal!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114936508676751743</id><published>2006-06-03T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:04:46.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be back!</title><content type='html'>Been away for so many days.. and yet right now I don't have anything to write.. No inspiration striking me right now :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's uncertain right now, and I hate uncertainty. College's over. Don't know where I'm headed, where I'll be working, what kind of work I'll be doing. The next few months are going to be unpredictable and full of change.. I just want things to settle down soon, and settle down well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114936508676751743?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114936508676751743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114936508676751743&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114936508676751743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114936508676751743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-good-to-be-back.html' title='It&apos;s good to be back!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114805269447330437</id><published>2006-05-22T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:35:27.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My take</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well well, a lot of activity has been going on in the comments section in my absence. I think it's time I spoke out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, whatever your caste maybe, it does not matter to me.. Why should it matter to me?Why should it matter to anyone? Why do we need to divide ourselves on the lines of caste in the first place?Yes, these divisions already exist and have probably existed from time immemorial. But do we need to carry them on to the future? Nobody's blood is impure because he is from a different caste..why do we even let such ideas get into our head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't believe that these protests are staged. I don't think people have stayed hungry for days because of some 'event management' and i do not think that a man gave up his life in Mandal -1  for event's sake!So please don't degrade someone's effort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, noone denies the fact that the backward classes have been opressed for centuries. and there is a genuine need to do something for them. Even in today's time, in many parts of the country people don't treat them equally.. which is very unfortunate. But reservation is not the solution. And that is the whole point which you're missing. Yes, we need action.. but why should it have to be only reservations? Do u think having reservations in IITs and IIMs would actually do them any good? Don't we first need schools to be set up for them? The government is just shirking its responsibility by taking resort to such populist measures. First let us make an effort to atleast provide them with primary education.. Go to the interiors, set up schools.. get kids admitted to them before you can talk of getting them into higher education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say they are disadvantaged because they cannot afford costly coaching institutes. Do you think all uppercaste people are rich? Why discriminate on the basis of caste here when the criteria is actually economic backwardness?  Give them financial aid, scholarships, incentives.. anything.. but why reservations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is our ultimate aim? Isn't it equality? But reservations is only going to increase the divide.. increase the resentment.. If one class has been opressed for hundreds of years does that mean you have to do the same to someone else to get even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Mr. Arjun Singh and just how much he knows, just read &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/news/decision-on-quota-is-final-the-chapter-is-closed/11063-4-0.html"&gt;this news article&lt;/a&gt; to see his justifications and how hollow it all sounds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114805269447330437?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114805269447330437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114805269447330437&amp;isPopup=true' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114805269447330437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114805269447330437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-take.html' title='My take'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114745317050776021</id><published>2006-05-12T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:41:14.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone answer these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just came back after seeing images of the Police beating and manhandling students protesting against Reservation at the India Gate. Do these students deserve to be treated like this, beaten by lathis just because they have dared to raise a voice against an issue? These people are not criminals, they are forced to protest because noone is paying attention to what they have to say. Noone is ready to raise the issue on their behalf. We call ourselves a secular, democratic state.. what kind of democracy is this where voice of the majority is not heard at all?? Don't we also form a vote bank for these politicions? Do our votes, our futures count for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a news report about kids running over a security gaurd while racing on the Gurgaon road. And then when they were trying to run off, some gaurds tried to catch them and in an attempt to escape they beat them up and even hit the injured gaurd. When the residents of the area caught them they tried to tell them of by saying they were kids of influential people and would get away in any case. Are these kids the future of our nation? Are these the kind of values parents teach their kids these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having major system problems, have had to reinstall my operating system and just got the bare minimum running right now.. So i mite just disappear again fr sometime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114745317050776021?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114745317050776021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114745317050776021&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114745317050776021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114745317050776021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/05/can-someone-answer-these.html' title='Can someone answer these?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114690151229653007</id><published>2006-05-06T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T05:13:34.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>That's just a very fancy word for being lazy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why o why am i so lazy and why do i love sleeping so much!! Even in exam days I sleep for ten hours :) ... oops  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make my resume which is pending for days and months now.. who'll give me a job if i dont do this :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there were more than 24 hours in the day so I could waste even more ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if I'm always lazy.. when i'm working, I can be on my feet all day! If i have to finish something, I'll put in all my life and soul into it but usually at the last minute.. so the problem lies with the start. The ending is not so bad! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On normal days, I'll get up late, or if i get up early, I'll sit around, read the papers, get dressed aaram se and the end result is the same.. I'm late! Time management is something I have yet to learn properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think another reason for this is that I hate waiting.. so i try not to reach early at any place..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop laughing silly girl, this is not funny!! You'll get fired if u reach late for office too.. hopefully tht won't happen.. fingers crossed ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I have to drag myself out of my computer chair now and go and study.. yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114690151229653007?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114690151229653007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114690151229653007&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114690151229653007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114690151229653007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/05/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114673305841128382</id><published>2006-05-05T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:31:28.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag tag everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really out of ideas right now, so I'm finally going to do one of the tags tht have been pending for sooooooooo long. Been tagged by &lt;a href="http://could-it-be-mpd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neeta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.peelsofonion.blogspot.com"&gt;Arvind &lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://sniper69.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raghav&lt;/a&gt; to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 qualities the perfect guy should have.. according to me that is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 8?? tht would be tough.. shortening the list down to 8... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i just say I want everything possible and end it here? lol.. No? Ok !! ;) Well.. in no particular order, here are some of the things I can think of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sense of humour, and an ability to cheer me up and make me laugh whenever I'm feeling down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honesty, total and complete honesty.. Someone i can trust completely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understanding, he has to be my best friend before and above everything else..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make me feel special, give me nice small surprises, make me feel like he cares a lot.. even worrying about me at times..lol... and always have time for me no matter what he's doing or where he is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligence, knowledge.. someone I can have a conversation with on any topic.. who can amaze me with all he knows, and enrich me with all tht knowledge too :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maturity,  atleast some sense of responsibility, with a fun streak somewhere too, and a mixture of practicality and emotions and romanticism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patience.. lots of it.. cause u need it with me..lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simplicity..no show offs please!Sensitivity there's more too.. and i'm gonna fit it in the last point ;) making plans, remembering things, listening to whatever i say attentively ..and many many more but this is it for now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this is it for now, will b back soon...err.. i hope soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling generous right now, I don't tag anyone :)&lt;br /&gt;and i think almost everyone's already done this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. It's become impossible to listen to FM these days, ever five minutes there's some himesh reshmaiyya song on some channel and i hate all of 'em!! they all sound the same to me! are there any other songs being made these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for some small mercies..I'v just fallen in love with these two songs from Gangster.. keep listening to them all day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/channels/hindi/movie/H001041.html"&gt;Listen to this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/channels/hindi/movie/H001041.html"&gt;this too !!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114673305841128382?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114673305841128382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114673305841128382&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114673305841128382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114673305841128382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/05/tag-tag-everywhere.html' title='Tag tag everywhere'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114564043674626208</id><published>2006-04-23T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:26:02.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken into bits and pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;People in this country or atleast this city do not know how to park their cars. And they have no consideration for others. They will just go and plomp their cars wherever they find space, no matter whether someone else gets stuck because of this. They will stop right in the middle of the road to enable someone to get off the car. Of course, you cannot expect them to walk a little or expect the driver to just take the car a little to the left so that others can pass. No, let everyone wait and honk!The road is ours and the honking is gonna fall on deaf ears anyways. And when you do get past them, they'll give you such a dirty look that it could actually make you think that you have done something wrong to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Now that I've got tht out.. I can move on to better things :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need to send a sms containing some chant to 10 people to make sure I pass my exams?I don't think so!! and i'm not gonna do it! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered, today's the birthday of a school friend of mine.. with whom unfortunately I've lost touch! We had some great times together.. she was loads of fun! I wish her a very Happy birthday.. wherever she is, i hope she's doing well!Happy Birthday Pallo ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I keep appearing and disappearing from the blog. I just have some very hectic days, and then there are days when I just don't study and sit and watch t.v. all day ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, it seems to me like the courts are running this country, or atleast would be able to run the country more efficiently than the Government. Allright, they have their drawbacks.. but look at so many things happening around you. In Delhi, for instance, the CNG conversion, the sealing of illegal constructions, the shifting of industries.. all that has been made possible only because of the courts. Especially the environment related cases, where the court has shown real activism. The latest being the Narmada Bachao Andolan case. Left to the government, the rehabilitation is just not taking place. But why? Why do these displaced people have to fight so much and knock on the doors of courts to get what's their due! If only the government would do it's job properly. I think the most important issue right now is that proper rehabilitation must take place. The dam is being built.. it's not going to be stopped, and it's going to serve a lot of people. But don't forget those who have to suffer because of it. Don't they also come into your voting banks Mr. Politicion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114564043674626208?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114564043674626208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114564043674626208&amp;isPopup=true' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114564043674626208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114564043674626208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/04/broken-into-bits-and-pieces.html' title='Broken into bits and pieces'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114520975174616545</id><published>2006-04-16T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T10:50:07.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go watch 'em</title><content type='html'>Today I again saw two of the most adorable movies I've seen till day ! ( There, you can see how much studying is going on here ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0298148/"&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0268380/"&gt;Ice Age 1&lt;/a&gt; ! If you haven't seen them till now, you're missing something.. Go and watch them!The characters, the stories.. the movies are just hilarious and at the same time very if i may say so.. 'sweet'. :) they really touch you, atleast touched me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting to see Ice Age 2 now.. I hope it turns out as good as the first part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114520975174616545?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114520975174616545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114520975174616545&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114520975174616545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114520975174616545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/04/go-watch-em.html' title='Go watch &apos;em'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114477080409804536</id><published>2006-04-11T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T08:53:24.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a would be lawyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day of staying at home trying to study and I'm bored already! I don't know how I'll spend the next one month.. I'm already getting cranky..lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I think I need to get my brain to start working again.. it's been half asleep all day. The moment I open a book and read a few pages I feel sleepy. This could be the last time I'm giving exams.. and I just don't want to give them! I just don't want to study. Finishing with my studies, I'm going to start working soon. Don't know where I'll land up, how it's going to be.. it scares me at times, but I'm also looking forward to it in some ways. The first time I'll be independent.. my first salary.. have so much to buy with it..lol..I wanna buy something for everyone close to me! And I've been thinking of what to buy for whom since a long time :-) It's gonna take a while though.. a few months maybe ! But I'll surely do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an interesting 3 years. The first year, I hated this place.. didn't want to go there at all. Missed my college, my friends..but then gradually got used to this place, made friends.. met different people, got involved with activities..Been an up and down journey.. but isnt that what life's about..There have been fun times, boring times, good times, bad times, memorable times..I'll miss this place I think! There were certain things which I'd never seen or done before that I did here. Like watching people give proxy attendance! Honestly, I'd never seen it before.. and I cudnt make myself do it even after 3 years of spending time here..lol.. and then I saw people giving their attendance and sneaking out of the class.. and at times even walking out! People who would pick up their cellphone in class and get down under the table and talk..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did certain things which I'd never done before.. public speaking hasn't been my forte.I've never gone in a debate competition or anything similar to that. The max I've ventured into is compering and poetry recitation.. and tht too in school.. and here in my first year I took part in the fresher's moot court competition. Now a moot court is something like a mock court where u v to present your case and the judges grill you with questions. Real judges would probably be nicer than the judges you haev here..lol.. anywyas my first attempt didn't turn out to be so great, cause I made a silly mistake, fumbled at the start and then lort out.. Then in second year, I wasn't going to take part.. but while discussing the problem with a friend of mine, decided to give it a shot. Prepared everything in just one day and somehow got selected into the moot court society.. Thereafter it was an interesting journey.. with more competitions, different experiances.. learning new things.. and then finally winning a competition :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of three years, I wish I'd done even more.. but hey it's been an interesting experiance and I'm just looking forward to what lies ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114477080409804536?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114477080409804536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114477080409804536&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114477080409804536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114477080409804536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/04/memoirs-of-would-be-lawyer.html' title='Memoirs of a would be lawyer'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114407760588638892</id><published>2006-04-03T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:35:22.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning my cupboard ( yeah miracles do happen ;) ) yesterday when I discovered this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P4020651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P4020651.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/P4020652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/P4020652.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is this special? Because this is probably the only time in my life that I've written a poem and gotten an A .lol.. I'm really bad at writing poems.. This one was written in 7th standard and I have it preserved till date, I'm quite an archiver ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I discovered was a song, total nonsensical crappy song I wrote once (the only time actually :) ) I still remember the tune..&lt;br /&gt;Well here's how it goes.. yeah get ready to throw the eggs and tomatoes.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I present it, I would like to state that it is not written for anyone or any situation. This was just the influence of the kind of English songs I used to hear at that time (9th standard i think..) and mushy crap that I must've seen then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my heart&lt;br /&gt;to you forever,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I felt that&lt;br /&gt;you'd let me down never.&lt;br /&gt;But you, you!&lt;br /&gt;Broke my heart and left me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I was in despair,&lt;br /&gt;'cause then I realized&lt;br /&gt;that you, you and only you&lt;br /&gt;were my life.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I love you&lt;br /&gt;like mad (!! )&lt;br /&gt;My life, my soul&lt;br /&gt;are all yous&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm all yours.&lt;br /&gt;When you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt; the part you played,&lt;br /&gt;in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But you, you&lt;br /&gt;didn' realize that you were&lt;br /&gt;important to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing without you,&lt;br /&gt;Come back !Back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol..there's still a bit left but I can't go on.. it's just sooooooooooooooo silly! Well I just thought it was time for some entertainment.. so put it here ;) I don't know how  could write that.. crazy memories of childhood.. :) Thank god it was the one and only song I wrote.. and noone ever got to hear it..lol. I think I must've realized myself how bad I was at this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out of touch with everyone for the past few days.. dunno wat I've been doing. Well exam time coming up soon so I hope to be back to full time blogging ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114407760588638892?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114407760588638892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114407760588638892&amp;isPopup=true' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114407760588638892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114407760588638892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/04/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114312236934535862</id><published>2006-03-23T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:37:00.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night!</title><content type='html'>More action! The ups and downs continue!&lt;br /&gt;Today was soo much better ! I woke up dreaming about the result of my semester exams and it actually came true! The result came out today morning, and I got a real pleasant surprise, did really well, so I am very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel guilty for taking out my frustration here.You all have been so nice to me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I've got into this habit of making short quick posts. Not good. I must change it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Time for some Random thoughts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I just hate it when people don't reply, or don't call back. It's so rude.. and I get totally turned off by it. Then I just don't feel like calling those people again. Why do some people hv to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been cribbing too much recently. so let's digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I superstitious? I'd like to believe I'm not. But there are times when I do things which force me to believe the contrary. Like I'm always scared of talking too much about some thing which is about to happen, some good news, something I'm looking forward to, cause I'm afraid it'll get spoilt. Something will happen which will mess it up. And it does happen doesn't it? Maybe it's not just because you told others, but the next time u'd like to keep ur mouth shut wudn't u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that I don't think I am really superstitious.. I mean I don't believe in chain letters. I delete those very mails which tell me something really horrible will happen to me if i delete them and I must must, absolutely must forward it to atleast a 100 people right now!&lt;br /&gt;Why do we believe in these chain mails? and these days chain sms? do we really think something like this would happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning out to be too boring a post. I think I've lost it and I should go to sleep.. or better still go and work on this assignment for class.. * yawn *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..well you know what, I believe what goes around comes around.. so be careful of the way you act.. tomorrow you might be at the receiving end.. Life is always in balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving or recieving? I think it's the first one, but i'm too lazy to check!why do they have such confusing words. Although there hv been times when I messed up spellings of much simpler words. And especially at places where it cost me..lol.. this happened during college. The first day of ragging. Somehow while we were being ragged we were asked our hobbies, i said surfing the net amongst other things.. and then someone asked, so tell me the spellings of surfing.. and guess what i said? sruf!! they didn't let me forget tht after tht!! Of course i knew how surfing was spelt.. but hey i was being ragged !! i was nervous..lol.. ragging time was fun actually. I enjoyed getting ragged more than ragging others once i became a senior.I just didnt have the right attitude to rag i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blog surfing these days.. I think I'll just end this post here and go check out some more interesting stuff on everyone else's blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;Gnite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114312236934535862?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114312236934535862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114312236934535862&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114312236934535862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114312236934535862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-night.html' title='Good night!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114303814731064990</id><published>2006-03-22T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:26:56.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Why does it happen that everytime I laugh alot, I end up crying a few days later, as if to make up for it? Does everything in life have to be in a balance all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people so artificial, so selfish and so insensitive? People whom you call 'friends'! At times I feel like I'm having a great time and everything is going well, and then suddenly *boom* everything just crashes and I feel like I'm surrounded by people who care a damn about me.And then I wonder, why the hell do i give so much importance to people in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Sucks! :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114303814731064990?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114303814731064990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114303814731064990&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114303814731064990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114303814731064990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/03/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114223166189697015</id><published>2006-03-12T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T02:06:17.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going to hurt a lot!</title><content type='html'>I'm scared!I'm going to the dentist to have a tooth extracted and I know it's not going to hurt just a little bit.. jus like the ogden nash poem which we all studied ( in 10th remember?) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, i was talking to someone and I was like, oh what's the big deal in going to a dentist or getting atooth pulled out.. u get to have icecreams, milkshakes after tht..it's cool!! bah!it's not, i didn't realize i'd get the opportunity to experiance it so soon.. me and my big mouth !! And on top of that people are hell bent on scaring me ( except for a few sweet ones :) )!! Telling me that I'm going to be all 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA' with pain..Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a big of Fear factor India yesterday, the one they've just started.I couldn't understand what is the point? I just don't get it! Why would someone have snakes wriggling all over themselves. To win a competition? To prove a point? To get rid of your own fears? Thankyou very much, I'd rather stay afraid of snakes and lizards than have such a close shave with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first ever tennis lesson on Saturday. And even though my legs are still aching (we jogged around for almost an hour and then had tennis for an hour, thats quite a lot for a lazy person like me ;) )  I enjoyed it thoroughly! Looking forward to the next lesson.. if and whenever it comes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw crash yesterday. Very heavy movie, but worth watching I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I better get going now, will be back to share my pain..lol.. will spare you the gory details though ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114223166189697015?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114223166189697015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114223166189697015&amp;isPopup=true' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114223166189697015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114223166189697015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-going-to-hurt-lot.html' title='This is going to hurt a lot!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114174508415315004</id><published>2006-03-07T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T03:02:32.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update!</title><content type='html'>Can anyone tell me how this works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guessyournumber.com/"&gt;Guess Your Number - It's Magic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting such links and then keep trying to figure out how they work.. but .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if you have time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=nehac"&gt;Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you please :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114174508415315004?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114174508415315004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114174508415315004&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114174508415315004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114174508415315004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114054334849452827</id><published>2006-02-25T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:05:42.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is happening..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was feeling very disillusioned with the entire system after the recent verdict in the Jessica Lal murder case. If someone can get away by committing a murder in front of hundreds of people then what do we talk about the credibilty of the system, what faith do we put in it?Law may be blind, but justice isn't and neither should be the judges.. I don't know whose fault it was, but the fact is that someone got away with cold blooded murder. And that too in such a high profile case. Think about what happens in cases where there is no media to support you, no public outcry.. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the Delhi HC took suo moto cognizance of what was being published in newspapers about the case, and asked the police to submit a report. It's atleast given some hope that finally justice will be done. Howsoever much we criticise the media but atleast it makes sure that such injustice doesn't go unnoticed. Since we're always ready to give them brickbats, I think we should also appreciate the work they do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so unfortunate is that the witnesses just turn hostile so easily. Be it under threat, or coercion by other ways, or money.  A witness protection program has been suggested, but I don't know how far it's implementable. I think other options like amending the law, making witness record statements in front of a magistrate, or by video would probably serve us better. Or maybe even prosecuting them for perjury, like the court is recently trying to do in the Best Bakery case.. atleast people who take money to give false statements should be prosecuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no quickfix solution to such one problems, nor is there just one thing tht we need to change.. but before we do anything else, we need to change our attitudes. Stop treating the rich and powerful like they're from some other world and stop letting them get away with anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114054334849452827?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114054334849452827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114054334849452827&amp;isPopup=true' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114054334849452827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114054334849452827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-is-happening.html' title='What is happening..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114018258076666016</id><published>2006-02-17T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:39:42.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the tag season baby!</title><content type='html'>I've got four tags to complete now.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;Yipee!! Can life get any better? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manish, Anita, Neeta and Sudarshan, I'll get back at you for this :P&lt;br /&gt;and Mike too.. cause i got one because of him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me go by chronological order. My next few posts are going to be just tags i think!&lt;br /&gt;First was Manish's tag.. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I'd made a similar post not so long ago.. so I'm just gonna copy paste it here..hehe heeeeeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;In fact it was identical to the tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Peeves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt; Actually they're not few, they're many cause I think I'm very impatient and get irritated easily.. more easily that I should, which is not good.. but well..&lt;br /&gt;Here go a few of those things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;WAITING.. for anything.Probably comes with the lack of patience.Though unfortunately I'v kept people waiting a number of times too.. n i'm sorry for that but really waiting makes me jus lose my temper so much..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earliar it was only people who start honking the moment a red light turns green, now some of them start honking even before it turns green, expecting u to jump the red light and give them a smooth passage!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who are rude to others without any reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who are overcompetitive and think that helping other would reduce their own chances. If you're good, you're good. Why should you bother about how good the other person is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who look at old persons standing and then just look away to avoid offering them a seat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who stare so hard at you that it feels like they're trying to pierce you with their eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who say something in front of u, and then totally turnaround and deny that they ever even remotely mentioned that later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people who refuse to accept their mistakes. Hey we all make them, just say sorry and move ahead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who overtake you in such a bad way that you just barely escape unscratched, or jump red lights forcing you to break when you should be the one crossing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who brush past you or just step on you and then just move on without an apology.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking for something desperately and then finding it days later from the unlikeliest of places when you don't need it anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dropping something which is almost surely going to leave a stain on your clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who just drags on a discussion in class, picking up idiotic points and trying to appear the smartest person on earth.I remember once this guy went on and on about how women themselves willingly get into prostitution for money and when someone said that this is basically a big city phenomena and if you look at he big picture prostitution is forced, he refused to admit it and went on for the next 15 min trying to prove himself right by stats, TOI reports n what not..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teachers who are exceptionally stingy about attendance and are so boring that you can barely stay awake in their class.I've always noticed this, professors who are really good would never bother about attendance cause they know they're good and everyone would in any case attend their class. There is this Sir of mine, Prof B.B.Pande who's retired now, but he is the best teacher I've had in college.And when he used to teach criminal law in first year, it used to be tough finding a place to sit in his class! we had to at times carry chairs there or just attend the whole class standing.I've always admired him for his knowledge, his expression, his way of teaching, his way of answering questions..Ok i'm totally diverting here..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Standing in a slowmoving queue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peole who are diplomatic, who can lie about anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traffic jams, especially when I'm always running late ( which is quite often ;) )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I should stop here.. am i really so irritable..lol.. I've found so many things and there must be more too..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Cut to the present now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let me make some updates to this.. hmm..people who are really selfish.. I mean all of us are to a certain extent i think.. but then there are some..who hv no limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who are irresponsible with other people's stuff. Hey go ahead do watever u want to with ur own.. but not with someone else's..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insensitive people. There are some who would say such things.. it really amazes me at times..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who don't switch their ringers off anywhere they go! Be it classrooms, hospitals.. exam halls.. just anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who write false comments using my name :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're more than 20 t00 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up.. Anita's tag and then Neeta's and then Sudarshan's.. sigh ! oh by the way guys consider urself tagged. Mike you too!&lt;br /&gt;And of course, you guys r tagged.. yeah yeah u.. reading this post, consider urself tagged :P&lt;br /&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/9676566-114018258076666016?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114018258076666016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114018258076666016&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114018258076666016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114018258076666016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-tag-season-baby.html' title='It&apos;s the tag season baby!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-114001437274008388</id><published>2006-02-15T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T11:57:42.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>Now where do i start from?I was hoping it'll end and I wouldn't have to do this but..&lt;br /&gt;Well someone has been playing a very bad joke here, maybe he/she would feel very happy to see this too..but i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly someone posted wierd comments on my blog using id's of all my friends... everyone who comments here..i was surprised to see their names in the comments but then I was told it can be done, the person would just have to write the name and copy paste the profile page link in the other column and voila! it would appear that those people had actually written those comments. Infact this person even posted a comment from my name.. which made me think that someone had hacked my account.. but thankfully thts not the case.. So Rathna.. i don't need to change my password yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'v had to enable comment moderation.. n i think I'll have to stick with it for sometime.. till this person gets out of here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, this person has been posting comments using my link at all my friends' blogs.. and signing it off with the name Nirmala.. so if anyone of u gets a comment by that name it's not me.. ignore it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who it is, and why he/she is doing this.. but i hate this.. if only i could abuse! :)&lt;br /&gt;This person is totally insane! He/she has gone and posted comments putting my link in each comment at each and every blog tht i hv in my list.. and signed them off with nirmala! how can anyone have so much time to waste.. and be so frustrated..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-114001437274008388?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/114001437274008388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=114001437274008388&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114001437274008388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/114001437274008388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113991939969313046</id><published>2006-02-13T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T04:13:40.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liked This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/ShowLetter1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/ShowLetter1.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got this quote through mail and really liked it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why it's barely visible though!!&lt;br /&gt;Simple but nice.. it says.. &lt;em&gt;And in the end its not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113991939969313046?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113991939969313046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113991939969313046&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113991939969313046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113991939969313046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/liked-this_13.html' title='Liked This'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113933427960301961</id><published>2006-02-07T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:54:28.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P's and Q's</title><content type='html'>I went to some relatives place a few days back. Now that side of town has too many people I feel and it has rickshaws!which makes driving a nightmare..Plus there's really no need for the speed limit, cause roads are so wonderful that even if u wanna go above the speed limit, you can't without considerable risk to your car and your bones!Smart move.. people won't even try to drive fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply hate it when people just jump on to the road and run to cross it, with scant disregard to their safety!And people do that a lot i must say,it's all upto u, break in time or else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People look at me with suspicion if i stop my car and let them cross the road, I mean it doesn't happen too often does it? i guess they find it strange! It is really tough to walk on Delhi roads. Everyone's always in a rush! It's not like I stop everytime, i'm usually in a rush myself..but i still try to!I think I learnt this when I went to the U.K. People stopped for others, they let them cross the road, they were polite.. they waved when others gave them way.I think it was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, when u do let someone go, he would just think that it was his right anyways, so why jus give u a smile or a small thanks..Infact today was one of the rare days when someone said a thankyou when I stopped to let them to cross the road before I could move on..and it felt nice! I think if we do this more often, more people would wait for others..let them go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only people would say thankyou more often! I think we need to learn to say thanku , please and sorry..I mean noone says sorry to you here even if they step on u, they just turn away and move on!! How would a small sorry hurt u.. How come they never learnt this..and how did i learn this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you know what, I don't feel left out anymore. I finally saw rang de basanti today :) awesome movie, leaves you thinking.., unlike most movies that are made.Great music, great acting..a little unreal in the climax but otherwise an amazing movie!It makes you want to get up and do something, make an effort..and not just complain abt things not being right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, trip was good!Interesting experiance it was, got to see how life in a hostel could be, met some very nice people and some who were really stuck up! Didn't win anything in the competition but well we weren't prepared enuf.. so it's ok i guess. Roamed around in the last 2 days, had fun..overall it was a good trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113933427960301961?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113933427960301961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113933427960301961&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113933427960301961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113933427960301961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/ps-and-qs.html' title='P&apos;s and Q&apos;s'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113888766131603591</id><published>2006-02-02T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T05:41:01.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib crib</title><content type='html'>Yeah i do that all the time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired!It's been almost a month now.. just been running arnd!I've taken too many things on myself n now i'm tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home late, hardly get tome to do anything.. havent done blog hopping since days :)&lt;br /&gt;And tommorrow I'm going out of town for a competition..even though I'm not going far, just upto Chandigarh.. I feel wierd!Cause it's the first time I'm going alone with friends, just feel excited on the thought of going in the train cause its been ages since i did tht! But other than that.. I feel strange.. I hope the trip turns out to be good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after I get back, I'm gonna write a loooong post!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113888766131603591?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113888766131603591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113888766131603591&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113888766131603591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113888766131603591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/02/crib-crib.html' title='Crib crib'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113803173560345125</id><published>2006-01-23T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T07:55:35.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back!</title><content type='html'>That was me, welcoming myself back on my blog after quite a few days!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I've been away for a real long time, I'd probably been online for 10 min overall in the past 4-5 days! I can't remember when was the last time that I was so busy! But I had so much fun..I'm already missing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our college had organized an All India Moot Court Competition and I was a part of the organizing team.. wat an experiance it was.. so much activity,so much hustle bustle..It was a three day event and preparations were going on for the past one week. and that's what was keeping me busy :) I was getting back home at dinnertime everyday, and sometimes even later than that! The past three days just flew by so quickly, I was on my feet almost all the time, running around, getting things in order, making sure things were in place, keeping a track of the teams. I'd never realized there was so much involved in just hosting a simple event! Sure taught me a bit of event management, lol.. Mayb i shud switch over to tht now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being busy, I love it when my mind's working all the time, when I don't have time to waste..when there's something to be done, something which I enjoy doing..Well except for a few minor glitches, like the absence of a candle for the lamp lighting ceremony (which had to be done by matches,lol ) and the disappearance of the compere on the final day just before the ceremony was about to start ( which forced our teacher convenor to become an impromptu compere , and noone even got a hint that something was amiss , she did a very good job! ), we put up a fairly good show i think :) Not just me, most of the participants felt the same way :D ( and i did ask them, u seriously mean it ? lol ) Thankfully, they didn't see what all went on backstage.lol. There were of course, the raised tempers.. small fights at times but all in all it went off pretty well, and I enjoyed myself..I'd never interacted with my teachers so closely and it was fun sittin and chattin with them, informally. Also,  interacted with a number of people whom I didn't noe too well before this, and found them to be pretty nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired I took an off today, and didn't do anything all day..lol.. just lazed arnd..wasted time..back to normal now :) so i'll b back to updating the blog regularly too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113803173560345125?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113803173560345125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113803173560345125&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113803173560345125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113803173560345125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113708056252262634</id><published>2006-01-12T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T10:02:39.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas my blog's bday on 8th :)</title><content type='html'>I didn't forget,just cudn't find time to post :)&lt;br /&gt;Woah..and entire year of blogging.. somethings have changed while some haven't. I still open my blog asa I go online :) I still feel very nice when someone compliments me, and I still feel good to see a new comment!and I still write whatever comes to my mind, which makes my posts sound vague at times but well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first post was something ike this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kick Off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After procrastinating for almost a month I've decided to finally kick off my blog :) Right in the middle of my exams , while I searched for new ways to waste time , I suddenly found myself interested in the concept of blogging.N I wanted one of my own too, so that I could put down any trivial, important,significant or useless thing that i think about!!;) So here I am ,20 days later, with absolutely nothing on my hands at the moment :D , ready to write about anything and everything that comes to my mind in this little space of my own ! The Journey Begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's going on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'd started I'd thought I'd have to force people to come to my blog to read it..lol.I think I saw a few blogs on PG (which are not there anymore though) andApurv's blog and that gave me the idea of starting one of my own.I used to write in my diar, but now I just come and write here..Well hope to keep writing on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambling on and on actually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou to everyone who's ever come and read my ramblings and of course to those who still do persistently :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113708056252262634?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113708056252262634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113708056252262634&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113708056252262634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113708056252262634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/01/twas-my-blogs-bday-on-8th.html' title='&apos;Twas my blog&apos;s bday on 8th :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113658198420783086</id><published>2006-01-06T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T11:59:22.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airtel's driving me mad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;Since yesterday evening, I can't receive or make calls from my phone, inspite of the fact that it keeps showing me full network, and i can send n receive sms' and that stupid Airtel Live thing is also working.It starts working the moment i step out of my colony and keeps working when i get back in but once it gets disconnected then it's gone!!It's just acting wierd, wierd wierd!! I've called up their customer care, that too from a landline cause i cudnt even get thru to them, and each time they've said it's a temporary congestion problem which will b ok within 2 hours and it's been aleast 10 hours since i last called them n it's just the same... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. i'm so frustrated with them!!and i don't noe wat to do!just keeping my fingers crossed and hoping against hope that it'll work soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : It's working now!Yipee :)&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/9676566-113658198420783086?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113658198420783086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113658198420783086&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113658198420783086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113658198420783086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/01/airtels-driving-me-mad.html' title='Airtel&apos;s driving me mad!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113640356373057839</id><published>2006-01-04T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:39:23.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still feel good..lol..</title><content type='html'>..N i cant make myself write!!I mean i was so full of ideas and things i wanted to write about when i was busy studying for exams and now that I have all the time in the world (actually i don't, i mean i do but i havent spent it in front of the computer for the past few days ) all those ideas have just vanished! I've been so lazy that i don't even have a happy new year post on my blog..lol.. i'v seen one almost everywhere :) No new year resolutions too.. jus dont wanna make any, i mean i'll just make them as and when required.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I wanna write about my laziness here cause it's gonna b too embarrassing so lets move on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i don't feel like writing.. I did this, went here and there.. then wat do i write about right now?Well firstly I got the object of my desire ;) My mp3 player.. n i love it!! it has all i wanted, glows when it's on, and sounds great!only i had a tough time setting up its software...long story tht. Well today just out of the blue, dunno how n y it hung, n when i rebooted it, it asked me to format or reboot or... some similar options.. n oh boy i my heart sunk!! i mean it's just been 3 days n here was my li'l baby, already unwell! i tried rebooting it a few times, but it kept coming on to the same screen. well i just shut it off, hopin for the best and after sometime when i switched it on, it worked!! yaaaaaay.. n thank god!! jus hopin tht it stays fine now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me's picked up a book after a long time, and trying to finish it asap. I really wanna get back my reading habit. I used to read so much when i was a kid, n now all i read it newspapers, blogs and some random stuff here n there on the net... Nothing can ever replace books though. I'v even tried reading ebooks, but it's just not the same!! It's too tiring reading a book on the comp, n nothing beats a real book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going blank again,so i'll jus sign off!I think I'll just go read now..tada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113640356373057839?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113640356373057839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113640356373057839&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113640356373057839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113640356373057839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-still-feel-goodlol.html' title='I still feel good..lol..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113578559975327420</id><published>2005-12-28T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:26:42.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel good :)</title><content type='html'>Exams overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time to do all the things I've been wantin to do... and now I don't feel like doing them,lol..all i wanna do right now is just have loads of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Bluffmaster today, good movie( as if I can find any movie bad ;)) lol, the end made the movie interesting, otherwise it wouldn't hv been so nice. I wish I could reveal it here,hehe.. nah I do not like it when someone spoils a movie fr me so I'm not going to do it too!!I remember, I'd been waiting to see sixth sense and before I could, I got to know that Mr. Bruce Willis is the ghost, n i didn't see the movie after that!! I mean saw it after 2-3 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked something in the movie.Made me think too.. How many special moments, special days have you had in your life?In so many years of your existence, how many days and times do you remember that were beautiful, special?Your first day at school( does anyone really remember that?i dont!), first friend, the good times you had, the fun and games, the fights, the first time you saw your little sister/brother, growing up together, getting together with cousins, festivals, the time when you got a bucket of water poured over your head on holi, trips out of town with the family, the people you met, the friends you made..the first crush,first love, giggling and sharin it with friends..your first victory, in a game, competition, the first time you got a computer..lol..and many many more :)&lt;br /&gt;Collect as many such moments as you can in this small lifetime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop singing and listenin to the Abhishek Bachchan (is that how its spelt?) rap song since then!!I jus love the beat of tht song..feel like dancin to it right here right now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good today :) feel good right now !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus noticed something, why do guys put up these cute baby pics in their profiles? Do they really find these babies..'oh so cute' or is it something else? hmmmmmmmm ;)&lt;br /&gt;Edited to add : This was quite irrelevant, jus some silly thought which came into my head, ignore it ;) I hv no problem with people putting such pics, after all even i dont hv my own pic up here !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113578559975327420?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113578559975327420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113578559975327420&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113578559975327420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113578559975327420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-feel-good.html' title='I feel good :)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113541332273832217</id><published>2005-12-24T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:38:05.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/merry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/merry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;and have a great year ahead! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone of u has a great time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when i was a kid, I'd once got together with a friend,made a small santa with a sack and filled it with toffees and then had gone around in school giving away the christmas gifts :) ah..the innocence of childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Nice pic na?I love the snow..Havent ever seen snowfall and i sooooooooo want to!!I wish i was there inside the pic somewhere!lol.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Pawan fr the pic :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113541332273832217?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113541332273832217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113541332273832217&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113541332273832217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113541332273832217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas_24.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113508675629006466</id><published>2005-12-20T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:36:44.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Friends for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people who are your friends for life. They'll be with you forever, in good times, bad times.. and you noe that they care..You go out of touch, n then you meet them , talk to them and it's still the same... both of you feel the same way, can talk about anything just like you used to, can share your lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are some whom you meet in life and then one of you moves on.. You have great times together.. but then you just move on.. and the other one gets left behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so few people who actually make an effort, to maintain friendships. It's not so tough to make friends, but very tough to keep them. You may still talk or be in touch, but it doesn't mean you are still friends.. you do a 'how are you, i'm fine, what's up..what's new'.. and then you have nothing more to say.It's not just the time or the distance.. you may meet some friends after months but still feel the same for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many people whom we call our friends are really 'friends'.&lt;br /&gt;and then there are some with whom you have a great time, but share nothing of your feelings.. they're there just to have fun.. they're a part of your life nevertheless but they're not someone you get emotional with... so that when they move on there's less pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, it really hurts when friends don't stay friends.. people change, move on, get on with their lives.. and you feel hurt, used... why can't you just move on as easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times when I've met people, whom I considered friends... doing a course, or something else..I considered them good friends and then the course finished and they just moved on... we used to talk often, and now sometimes it's months before we talk...sometimes i feel maybe i should put in more effort rather than blame them for it too... i mean is it really anyone's fault? maybe they expect me to call them n i expect them to call me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's deliberate most of the times.It's just that people get busy, a new job, a new place, school ends, college ends.. u don't meet that often any more, could be a number of reasons. Infact it's probably happened even the other way round. You have forgotten some of your friends who probably still miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest friend is one I've known since I was 4. I'm quite proud of it actually :) Yes, we don't talk or meet that often but I still feel like i have a friend in her. I like talkin to her, still want to talk to her...probably not the closest of friends but well what I like about this friendship is that we both make an effort to maintain the friendship. I've never felt that she doesn't...and i hope she feels the same about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are some.. my 'best friend' all through school years, well we're still in touch.. but are we still friends? I can probably count on my fingers the number of times we've met since school finished.. and infact it was almost like we both just moved on as soon as we moved out of school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou God for all the people who are really my friends, I hope they stay so for life..Thankyou for all those who care, who make an effort..who are special to me!  Those who are far and yet don't seem so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very emotional post... I'm just very emotionally drained right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113508675629006466?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113508675629006466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113508675629006466&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113508675629006466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113508675629006466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113492121114277405</id><published>2005-12-18T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T08:34:43.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.V. Travails and lots more</title><content type='html'>I can't just seem to take my hands off my blog these days :D&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of the fact that my keyboard has become a pain in the neck and i have to stomp the keys hard to type! Gonna get a new one soon but for the time being I tried opening it up but the screws are just too tight n I gave up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw T.V. for 4 hours nonstop yesterday, well that may not sound much but it's a record of sorts for me in recent times. I've been totally off T.V. and I do not watch it for more than half an hour to an hour everyday.. that too while having lunch or dinner. The major reason being that I do not, correction did not, get Star World, Channel V, Star movies, HBO, Zee Cafe, any other music channel except MTV.. and i stopped watching saasbahu sagas years back. And guess wat, just today my cableguy came and fixed out wiring and now I get all of the above and more...yipeeeeeeeee!I can finally start watching T.V. again! Anyways getting back to yesterday, well yesterday I just decided to cuddle up in a rajai in front of the TV on my bed, armed with a remote in my hand and finally switched off the lights when it was around 3. (On a side note I must start sleeping earliar,wat'll I do once college starts again! I don't know where the sleeping monster in me has disappeared, I could sleep for 10 hours earliar, these days I only sleep for 7-8 :D:D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off watchin the Immies, I like Ronan Keating, yeah yeah i do!I love his song which I've even posted on my blog once..'When you say nothing at all' , don't noe too many other than this.. but well.. he was there, then there was Jal(another awesome band from Pakistan,some really good songs they've got).. Bipasha Basu looking very scary, Saif Ali Khan with his cool dude look.. the guy's bcom a lot better than what he used to look though...then i saw some serial on a mafia family, a crime squad serial, and then a funny jasoos serial on some channel. I also saw this hindi version of Big Fight, dunno wat its called on Ndtv.. was good fun to watch really. There was this very loud aunty from BJP who was just going on and on how we shouldn't talk about sex, how we should stop the youth from indulging in premarital sex and so on.. (the talk show was about this statement the actress khusboo had made, and the furore it had created. Get some insight on it here, in case ur unaware of it) and i just so loved the way Pooja bhatt, who was the other speaker put her down and made her statements look so obviously hypocritical! whatever may happen, ur not supposed to talk abt it, and if someone dares to.. make a big hoohalla abt it .. don't people have anything better to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm even writing all of this here.. must be one of my most absurd posts.. I'm just too vella so I'm spamming my blog..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard the song 'Hotel California' on the radio while I was driving abhi, probably one of the earliest English songs I'd heard.. felt nice listening to it.. I was trying to remember and I think the first English song I heard was either We don't need no education..Pink Floyd, of Nothing's gonna change my love for u.. Glenn Medieros.. I remember we don't need no .. because me and my friends had ganged up and prepared a dance 'item' ;) for our audience which was basically our parents :) on this song when i was probably in the 4rth or 5th std.. had loads of fun then..&lt;br /&gt;I still remember most of Nothing's gonna.. used to love it, used to hear it over and over again on my walkman.. If I had to live my life without you near me..the days would all be empty, the nights would seem so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snap out of it girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to add this to the post :&lt;br /&gt;2 articles in the Times of India today somewhat related to the last 2 posts of mine..strange coincidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was related to fears, written by Sonya Green(no idea who she is) in a column called Mindset worth reading, an extract :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Consciously or unconsciously, indulging in fearful thoughts and emotions will also align us with similar energies. Repetitious fear creates a negative belief system. It then attracts that type of behaviour and those compatible energies. Consider this, if you went back over your life and took an inventory of every worry and fear you ever had, and then tossed out every monkey, dog and witch, then, how many fears would be left?&lt;br /&gt;And if you dissected all the real fears, and noted the outcomes, how many were as bad as you imagined at the time?&lt;br /&gt;If you listed the really bad outcomes; the things which almost destroyed you and or dramatically changed you, then you might also wonder what of these events shaped the person you are today. The big question here of course, is that, if everything that went before made you and who you are today, then how many regrets will you carry?&lt;br /&gt;You might find as much as eighty per cent of your life has been wasted on imagined dangers, and if this is so, then, imagine this, what if you had that eighty percent back again?&lt;br /&gt;What would you be capable of creating, being, experiencing or feeling if you used your useless worry and imagined fear energies, in creating and choosing thoughts, emotions and actions, what could life be? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it so nice.. I had to put it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other was about friends and lovers.. too big to put up n i can't even find a link so go read it urself :D&lt;br /&gt;vaise bhi this post has become too long and i doubt if anyone's still reading..lol.&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe it i can still go on.. there are more things comin to my head but i'll leave abhi!&lt;br /&gt;tada..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113492121114277405?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113492121114277405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113492121114277405&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113492121114277405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113492121114277405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/tv-travails-and-lots-more.html' title='T.V. Travails and lots more'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113429349871033898</id><published>2005-12-16T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T01:53:57.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three in one!</title><content type='html'>Posting frequency is directly proportional to the number of exams going on :)&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm kinda free now for a few days.. next exam on 27th.. am getting bored though.. nothing much to do right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a collection of disconnected thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was studying something called Feminist Jurisprudence this semester, which is simply put, looking at law from a woman's point of view. We were doing different approaches to it.. very interesting it was actually. One day we came to a point where there seemingly arose a conflict. The question was what do feminists want? Do they want equality? If they do, then how can they justify special provisions and reservations? Because if u accept that, wudn't you accept the fact that you are not equal. This is something which I haven't been able to find an answer to. Then my professor, (whom I greatly admire by the way because she really talks a lot of sense and is very well read and an immense source of knowledge) said, well the fact is that you can't live with idealistic notions of feminism. You might proclaim that women are equal to men, yes they are, but the fact is that you also have to take into account practical realities. From time immemorial, women have not been given equal status, and just by proclaiming equality, things will not change. You need some positive action to undo what has been done.. Women have been denied so many things .. they didn't have voting right in countries like U.K. till the last century if i'm not wrong.. and many women do not have it even today. There are countries in this world where women cannot work where they want to , or do what they want to... The fact is that society has never treated women equally, and that is why you need affirmative action.. to set it right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting thing I studied in Jurisprudence was the concept of rights and what makes them so special. One of the most important feature of rights which makes them indispensable is that they are anti-paternalistic in nature. Which basically means that for example: if u owe me some money, I have a right to it, then u have to give it to me. Even if you know that I will go spend it on drinking and harm myself and waste it all away. Yet, you cannot decide for me.. it is my right and you are under an obligation to fulfil it, no matter what consequences it leads to for me.. Dunno what made me link this with smoking...Seeing this in the light of bans on smoking.. not just in public places, but also on showing people smoke in movies.. well public place bans can be justified cause they don't just harm you, they also affect others... but should the government really ban smoking in films? I have no love lost for smoking or smokers.. I really can't stand cigarette smoke, it suffocates me.. but shudn't everyone have a right to decide whether they want to smoke or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going totally off topic now, a question.. whom would u rather spend your life with.. your best friend, though u don't love him/her, but he/she does.. or a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I think i need a disclaimer here.. this question just came into my head.. n i wanted to noe what everyone would do in such a situation.. thats all :) I'm just curious..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113429349871033898?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113429349871033898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113429349871033898&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113429349871033898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113429349871033898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/three-in-one.html' title='Three in one!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113465749939263846</id><published>2005-12-15T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T06:38:19.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>The fear of losing something, someone.. the fear of being alone.. the fear of being betrayed.. the fear of being mocked at.. the fear of things not going the way you want them to..the fear of failing... we all face them sometime or the other in life..what do u do? stop caring? stop worrying about consequences ? what is the way out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What kind of an existence is this.. grappling with fears all your life.. when would all these give way to peace..peace of mind and thought..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113465749939263846?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113465749939263846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113465749939263846&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113465749939263846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113465749939263846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113416349272142114</id><published>2005-12-09T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:24:52.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The object of my desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/left_zenmicro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/left_zenmicro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                    &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/Creative_Zen_Micro_5GB_black/4505-6490_7-31151919.html"&gt;The Zen Micro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and now is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/054651116825L.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/054651116825L.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/Creative_Zen_Micro_Photo_8GB_black/4505-6490_7-31570239.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Zen Microphoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; though I love this too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/1600/3060000000057461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/715/320/3060000000057461.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/Creative_Zen_Vision_M_30GB_green/4505-6490_7-31632697.html?tag=cnetfd.new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Zen Vision :M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I really want this mp3 player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all my research on mp3 players I've discovered that people who are not ignorant of mp3 players usually fall into two categories.&lt;br /&gt;1. The Apple lovers : who fail to see anything beyond the iPod. They'll just bash up anything which is not an ipod. I was in love with the ipod too, till the time i thought that was the only option i had. But now i want more.. there's so much that Apple goes not give. I want FM, voice recording, a removable hard drive, removable batteries,more space for less money, funky colors.. n of course photo and video support wud b cool!&lt;br /&gt;2. The Apple dislikers : For some reason or the other these people just don't like apple. Of course they have reasons, cud b a bad experiance, or a feeling that it's just not worth it, or maybe just a tendency to move away from the crowd. They usually brand themselves as techies, and think people need to look beyond the iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's either love it or hate it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, well I don't fit into any of the categories. As i said, there was a time when i wanted the iPod, but now i want more :) and I'm really waitin for this one.. which will hopefully b with me when my friend comes from the US ! Soooooooooooooon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happens that when i really want something I just go on and on with it to the extent of becoming obsessed with it..lol.. my friends have had to suffer my mp3 player talk till now and now I'm carrying it over to the blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I want it so much.. but I just want it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113416349272142114?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113416349272142114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113416349272142114&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113416349272142114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113416349272142114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/object-of-my-desire.html' title='The object of my desire'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407545882099855</id><published>2005-12-08T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:57:38.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://neha16.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;" &gt;Moi again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yep, its an identical twin;) A number of reasons why I had to do this.&lt;br /&gt; 1. Too many complaints about msn.&lt;br /&gt; 2. I read recently on someone's space that msn had deleted their space by 'mistake'. So I'd rather have a backup.&lt;br /&gt; 3. Msn doesn't let me customize at all and that's something I've been wanting to do for a long time and I'm gonna do it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well my &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/neha16"&gt;msn space&lt;/a&gt; will of course always be my blog :)I'm just gonna post at both places now. So now anyone who has a problem with msn has a choice !! :)&lt;br /&gt; I've been fiddling with stuff all evening.. tryin to setup things there, adding loads of stuff, tweaking things.. all this when I should be studying :D still puttin it all together.. but i like wat i c ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds silly, having two identical blogs.... but never mind ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407545882099855?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407545882099855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407545882099855&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407545882099855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407545882099855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/double-trouble.html' title='Double trouble'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113406983750723673</id><published>2005-12-06T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:23:57.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;It scares me. Yes it does, because I don't know when, how, suddenly it's going to take me away from everything. I don't like talking about it too..but these thoughts are just not going away from my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you realize how valuable life is,and how it's meant to be lived thoroughly..&lt;br /&gt;It also makes you realize how temporary things are, and how life moves on..&lt;br /&gt;I had gone to a friend's place the other day, whose younger brother died in an accident.His family was going through a terrible time. I lost my granpa a few months back.. after having seen death of someone so close i could understand their suffering, which was probably worse.. yet life will move on... you will eat..sleep, talk... go to work.. Life will never be the same.. but it'll gradually move back on path.. You may miss that person all your life.. yet you are helpless..you have to live on..I still miss my granpa.. something just suddenly reminds me of him.. the things he used to do..When i was a kid he was the one who used to make me sit and read newspapers.. I used to get a spank on my head everytime my hand went in my mouth to chew nails.. he used to scold mom whenever she scolded us ..taught us to say goodmorning and goodnight to everyone at home everyday.. there r so many memories which just keeping coming out..I am what I am because I've had such wonderful people around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw two small kids there, barely 2-3 years old.. playing, running around.. totally oblivious of what had happened and what was going on around them. How i wish i was like them, innocent.. with no understandin of hurt, pain..&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/9676566-113406983750723673?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113406983750723673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113406983750723673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406983750723673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406983750723673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113406977614681063</id><published>2005-12-01T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:22:56.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;Moi having my egg-jams right now..had one yesterday, now got to start studyin fr the next one but i jus don't feel like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will b back soon :)&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/9676566-113406977614681063?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113406977614681063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113406977614681063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406977614681063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406977614681063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/12/quick-update_02.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407033742352221</id><published>2005-11-23T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:32:17.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a tempered, reasonable way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take every new idea in, and meld it with your world view.&lt;br /&gt;For you, everything is always changing. Each moment is different.&lt;br /&gt;Your thinking process tends to be very natural - with no beginnings or endings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you might wonder.. why 2 results.. cause i just cudnt decide which of the two pics i liked more :D I think tht's the way my brain is too.. at times dreamy and unreal and at times reasonable.. I'm a combo pack..complex to understand!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407033742352221?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407033742352221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407033742352221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407033742352221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407033742352221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-brain.html' title='My brain!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407025744489384</id><published>2005-11-22T11:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:30:57.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I 'm being very mean here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;hi neha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i am XX i get your mail id from one site i want talk to you about dating please reply me on my email id&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; XX&lt;br /&gt;( how does one talk abt dating?and wat makes him think I'd like to talk to him abt tht :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;wt to say....the main problem wid me is dat iuv the name NEHA...so u r da lucky one....&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;well, I m &lt;span&gt;ABC &lt;/span&gt;doin DEF frm GHI..n want to make u friend...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;i no u will reply back&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I'm soooooooooo lucky!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who said women are dumb?? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407025744489384?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407025744489384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407025744489384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407025744489384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407025744489384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-m-being-very-mean-here.html' title='I &apos;m being very mean here'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407022724392661</id><published>2005-11-22T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:30:27.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stay away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;Well I can't stay away from my blog.. even though i'd decided that I would.. I'v bcom too attached to it i guess..lol..&lt;br /&gt;I'm an emotional fool.. I feel bad at the smallest of things, take decisions impulsively, get angry and hurt so easily.. I wish I could change tht..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways fortunately or unfortunately, u'll hv to bear with more of my ramblings... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407022724392661?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407022724392661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407022724392661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407022724392661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407022724392661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/cant-stay-away.html' title='Can&apos;t stay away..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407018787162558</id><published>2005-11-20T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:29:47.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;I'm just going off blogging for a while.. dunno for how long.. cud b a day, a week or mayb more..( or mayb i'll b back even before that :) ) I'm just acting impulsively.. but i have to do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope to see ya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407018787162558?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407018787162558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407018787162558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407018787162558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407018787162558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-off.html' title='I&apos;m off..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113407014767001989</id><published>2005-11-11T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:29:07.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loud Louder Loudest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;According the WHO, the permissible limit for hearing noise is between 45- 60 DB.&lt;br /&gt;In India, 90 DB is ordinary permissible limit.&lt;br /&gt;Delhi is rated as the 4rth noisiest city in  the world and Bombay is 3rd.. we sure manage to beat the whole world in something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Indians sure are loud people aren't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113407014767001989?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113407014767001989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113407014767001989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407014767001989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113407014767001989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/loud-louder-loudest.html' title='Loud Louder Loudest'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113406997643546677</id><published>2005-11-03T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:27:08.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazaaron Khwaishen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;Overwhelming. That's one word which comes to my head when I try to describe the movie I've just seen. Hazaaron Khwaishen Aisi. A movie which released a long time back and which I've been wanting to see ever since, but somehow never managed to. Well I finally managed to see it today and it's left a deep impression on me... I would advice everyone who's not yet seen the movie to watch it. I've never seen anything like this and I just had to write about it..even though the first time I wrote and pressed publish, Msn just simply said this page is having difficulties and ate up my entry..grrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the most complex, interesting , 'different' movies I've seen.The characters are well sketched out, the acting is brilliant.. A love story set in the backdrop of the late 60's and 70's, the Emergency, the naxalite movement, oppression of the minorties. Three people who belong to different backgrounds, come together for a short period of time and then are thrown apart, each following his or her own destiny. A rich kid, disillusioned with his life, having ideals of ' I want to change the society', a woman in love with him who leaves her comfortable life and makes his mission in life her own.. and on the other hand, a middle class man who's doesn't care for these idealistic values and only wants to make his life comfortable.. Out of the three characters the characters of Geeta ( Chitrangada Singh) , who really evolves as the movie progresses, and Vikram( Shiney Ahuja), inspite of the grey shades, his unconditional love for Geeta, were more appealing to me than Siddharth ( Kaykay)'s. Maybe because towards the end he's defeated by circumstances and gives up.. even though it looks so real.. The movie makes you think about following your ideals.. and the ending is brilliant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This review should have come 6 months earliar.. lol.. well it's not just a review..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking.How would it have been to live in those times.. the times which seem like a closed chapter of history now.. The Emergency, the times when one woman declared herself to be above everything else and noone could do anything about it, when you had no freedom of speech and expression, forced sterilisations, when you could be put in jail for following a particular ideology.. the times when you had no rights at all.. Life seems so different now. Even though there are things which still havent changed. Can anyone say that there is no oppression of lower castes, no police brutalities now? India of cities and towns is still very different from India of the villages.. Yet, we are moving ahead and will continue to do so...&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/9676566-113406997643546677?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113406997643546677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113406997643546677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406997643546677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406997643546677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/hazaaron-khwaishen.html' title='Hazaaron Khwaishen'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9676566.post-113406993124011271</id><published>2005-11-02T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:28:16.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 random things about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://geets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Geetu&lt;/a&gt; to do this.. looks like fun :) so lemme start.. randomly from the first random thing! &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;My hair. I don't like it, i mean it's not so bad. I just wish it was straighter, smoother, softer,shinier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm very possessive about people.. things.. which can be both good and bad, more bad than good I guess. Well I wish I could learn to be less possessive. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've never stayed outside home, i mean in a hostel or something and I feel like I'v really missed out on something. Wish I could do it..just once.. experiance how it is to live outside. I also wanted to go out of India and study once..cause I feel it's going to be a lot diff from wats it like here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate cigarette smoke.. n don't like anyone smoking around me..it suffocates me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like talkin about myself..lol.. I think Describe yourself is one of the toughest questions you can ask me.(And I'm still doing this?? ;) )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love dancing. It just makes me feel so full of life,so energetic. it just makes me forget everything.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't think I can live without my phone, I mean yeah I can but i would really not not want to do it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I find it hard to say no to people. I mean being rude or blunt.. it just doesnt come easily to me.and I don't like it if someone's rude to me too, especially if it's without reason.I would really like it if people would be nice and cordial to each other and say thankyou and please..and smile more often.It's good to have cheerful people around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can really hurt people close to me, at times, when I'm hurt. I can say the most horrible things ever. And I feel really bad about it later but that doesnt change anything. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who say things without thinking, or who pretend to know so much while they actually don't, or talk about dumb things..I don't like to have them around me..well maybe sometimes for entertainment value ;) Ok I'm being mean here !!:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking.I just can't do it, actually don't want to do it and don't know how to do it.. I'm not a foodie.. I'd eat whatever mom makes.. not everything of course.. infact I don't eat most veggies, but well I don't make a fuss usually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligent people, people who're well read, people who really really 'know' things and can talk without showing off their knowledge.. people who are genuinely nice, people who make an extra effort for others.. are some kinds of people I admire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd like to travel all over the world.Every place is so different from the other.. there's just so much to see, so much to discover.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When an idea gets into my head, it just doesnt go away till the time I do something about it. It would just keep going on and on and not rest. It's like one day I somehow decided that I had to leave IT and do law, actually it didn't happen in one day.. happened over a period of a few months.. but then after I'd got it into my head it wud've been very tough for anyone to get it out of it.Or when I'd decided I wanted to buy a digicam, I went and researched all over the net for a few days.. even went to photography tutorial sites..lol.. till the time I got it.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unfortunately I get bored very easily by things.. not always, but yeah it does happen. I mean I'd pick up something with a lot of enthusiasm and then a few days later I'll just totally forget about it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really want to start earning quickly now, and earn lots so that I can buy and do so many things for myself,my family, my friends.. and other people whom I'd like to help out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could be more aggressive, not so laidback about certain things and take more initiative.. especially about things related to work..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I usually like most movies I watch, especially if I watch them in a theatre unless they are just total crap, cause I find something or the other good in every movie.. Therefore, I'm not the right person to come for a movie review :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to be busy.Doing something or the other all the time,multitasking, having my hands full.. cause the moment I sit idle.. lol.. it's trouble for everyone around me!! I start thinking too much, end up fighting with some1..basically i follow the rule.. empty mind's a devil's workshop.. :)]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just can't seem to keep my room clean, no matter how hard my mom tried to make me do it.. I take out books, things from shelves but forget to keep them back.. I like to have a lot of things around me.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I noe I noe.. twenty's done but I'll still go on.. I don't like to stick to rules when I don't like them :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right now the one thing I really want to buy is an MP3 player.. I've almost got my heard set on one.. I hope to get it soon :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could just be casual, happy go lucky.. let go of things easily. When I get hurt, it just doesnt go that easily.. and when I'm angry till the time I take it all out it just doesnt leave me. But once I've taken it out I become absolutely fine. So I can get angry very quickly and get very angry but also cool down instantly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like interviews, giving them of course. Not that I've given too many interviews in my life. But somehow, I'm just terrified of giving them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love sleeping..hehe.. a fact almost everyone reading this already knows ;) and now I think I should stop before I put whoever's still reading this to sleep :)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hmmm.. now who do i tag?No. 26.. I hate to take decisions..lol.. so I'll just tag everyone.. do it people.. it's good fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9676566-113406993124011271?l=neha16.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/feeds/113406993124011271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9676566&amp;postID=113406993124011271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406993124011271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9676566/posts/default/113406993124011271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neha16.blogspot.com/2005/11/20-random-things-about-me.html' title='20 random things about me!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07344724775050915797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/444/blogpic5ke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
