<?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-12743334</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:04:23.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of Exas...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-2476091421737113245</id><published>2007-06-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:50:51.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we aware?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The ancient vedas says "dont ever go behind  LUST, GREED &amp; MEAT Because, it kills the very nature of human! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Human beings are the embodiment of love. Love is all about sharing in a relationship. We are bound to nature. so, humans were created to have an ever bonding relationship with nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every Religion in this world were made up of VALUES, SYMBOLS and CUSTOMS... The fundamental thing "VALUES" preached by all the Religions were the same! Maybe, the approach are different.But, the fella human tends to follow Symbols and customs, which are of less prior than values.. This is the root cause of what's happening in ISRAEL and PALESTINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How many people can we say were pure according to vedic preach? we can't say a person who is not behind LUST... Everyone is in search of it. so what's lust? During intercourse, we act like animals! are we giving the respect to fella being? Definetly not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Greed! so what's greed? Excessive desire to acquire or possess more (especially more material wealth) than one needs or deserves! USA is the perfect example and AFRICA is the perfect victim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Meat! 85% of the world people are non-vegetarians, so i dont need to explain more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Everyone in this world may have atleast one of the attributes ( LUST, GREED, MEAT) Then how can we expect the world function properly??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Greed drives us to acquire more wealth, more money, more luxury! We build factories. we buy cars. we deplete nature! so, the end result "Greenhouse effect", "Global warming" and some unknown words which may arise in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lust drives us to behave like animal. Increases passion towards women, prostitutes blossom! Genital diseases occur! AIDS results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When we all going to correct these things? and when we will begin to establish the embodiment of LOVE?, the very nature we are created for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Time only knows the answer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;By the way, these are some of the questions sprouted in me while reading "WISDOM OF THE NEW MILLENIUM" By sri sri ravishankar and Two kandas( Bala kanda &amp;amp; Ayodhya kanda) in Valmiki's Ramayana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-2476091421737113245?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/2476091421737113245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=2476091421737113245' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/2476091421737113245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/2476091421737113245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-we-aware.html' title='Are we aware?'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-5546350475932441140</id><published>2007-03-05T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:05:40.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new blog!</title><content type='html'>Am  starting a new blog purely for movie reviews...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amateurfilmcritic.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.amateurfilmcritic.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;    (wait for sometime for a new post!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-5546350475932441140?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/5546350475932441140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=5546350475932441140' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/5546350475932441140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/5546350475932441140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-blog.html' title='A new blog!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-3005731077165581325</id><published>2007-02-25T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T08:35:35.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memento  - Stunning screenplay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/ReG6PTSjZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sEYtXE4zoQI/s1600-h/Memento_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/ReG6PTSjZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sEYtXE4zoQI/s320/Memento_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035510630415819810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memento&lt;/span&gt;, a nervewracking psychological thriller, is one of the best modern day works... The film is directed by the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "christoper nolan" &lt;/span&gt;and the movie is based on the short story &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"memento mon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speciality of this film is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"reverse screenplay"&lt;/span&gt;, the sequence of the film is in reverse order.. Initially, the viewers wont understand anything. but as the movie goes, the knots are tied dramatically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lead actors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy pearce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carrie-Anne Moss&lt;/span&gt; have done a excellent job. Especially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy pearce&lt;/span&gt; has shown an impeccable acting! ( this guy really rocks! peak!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is this.. Hero suffers from a medical disorder namely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"short-term memory loss"&lt;/span&gt; and forgets any new kindaa memory within few minutes... wat all he remembers is this! someone has killed his wife and he is on the verge of revenge! He relates everything he come across using fotos, tatoos and some paper snippets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memento, a critically acclaimed movie, a box-office success and has got many awards round the globe. It has got highly-coveted OSCAR for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " BEST SCREENPLAY AND EDITING"&lt;/span&gt;...It is ranked as the 26th best movie evermade by IMDB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves this movie! neither a pure nor a commercial cinema.. yet, blockbuster perfection! really rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghajini&lt;/span&gt;, a tamil movie is based on the inspiration of this movie. Except the term "short-term memory loss", this movie is in no way comparable with the original one.. But, ghajini was a desi adaptation and some commercial elements are added to spice up things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-3005731077165581325?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/3005731077165581325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=3005731077165581325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/3005731077165581325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/3005731077165581325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/02/memento-stunning-screenplay.html' title='Memento  - Stunning screenplay!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/ReG6PTSjZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sEYtXE4zoQI/s72-c/Memento_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-4115012451149270644</id><published>2007-02-18T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:58:01.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pachai kili muthucharam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/Rdh3PXLCMSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_7Xs0vyvYtg/s1600-h/PKMC3_1024_181106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/Rdh3PXLCMSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_7Xs0vyvYtg/s320/PKMC3_1024_181106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032903689388568866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pachai kili muthucharam&lt;/span&gt;, the name seems very weird and created lotta hype. Its neither spectacular nor mediocre, but an average film from gautham... i was very much eager to get a glimpse of the movie, surprisingly i got a ticket today.. very much surprised! (rarely u get a ticket for a tamil cinema on 3rd day :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This movie is all about extra-martial affair (what i think, but not really! no romance) and someone so called villain enters the scenario and does emotional blackmail, threatens him (hero) and even gets money frequently from him.. somehow our hero realises so called heroism and does gets out of the web! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yep, we saw this kindaa stuff (i mean the  "plot") many times... but wats the difference?  The presentation seems somewhat unique and lead actors done a neat job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As a viewer, iam totally dejected with the first half ( extremely extremely boringgggggggggggggg!) and the second half is lot better than it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm a fan of gautham direction because of his slick production values.. if ur gonna pay sixty rupees you either expect a wholesome entertainment or a good movie! but it doesn't have any ( iam sorry!) so i need the director to understand the audience view of the film or he should take a movie only for film festivals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is what i see, but it may differ... so sorry for gautham fans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;byeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-4115012451149270644?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/4115012451149270644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=4115012451149270644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/4115012451149270644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/4115012451149270644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/02/pachai-kili-muthucharam.html' title='Pachai kili muthucharam'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/Rdh3PXLCMSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_7Xs0vyvYtg/s72-c/PKMC3_1024_181106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-5638890512879379587</id><published>2007-01-28T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:29:42.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RbzcOdcW7HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3fron7LyZTU/s1600-h/Movie_poster_the_shawshank_redemption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RbzcOdcW7HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3fron7LyZTU/s320/Movie_poster_the_shawshank_redemption.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025133425218481266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was rated as the “second best” movie ever made in the history of world cinema by IMDB (International Movie Data Base).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It got 9.1/10 pts and more than one lakh people voted in favour of it. Since it was released along with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“FORREST GUMP”&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“PULP FICTION”&lt;/span&gt; (super hits of 1994), commercially this movie got the beating!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Won more accolade around the globe, but lost in the Oscar race….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shawshank redemption is a well-scripted movie, beautifully narrated and had impeccable actors (Morgan freeman and Tim robins).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, am not going to write a review about this movie, but feeling for the fate of “pure cinema”. Commercially hit movies make compromises, shows fictional content and plot seems to be damp in nature, but we love it, enjoy it and praise it (I mean most…). Though good movies rarely show fictional content, but still it makes sense, some kindaa impact in us ( I mean few…) Pure movies need to be encouraged world wide, unless it happens the quantity of good cinema would be an history!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Watch out this movie if ur a lover of pure cinema!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-5638890512879379587?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/5638890512879379587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=5638890512879379587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/5638890512879379587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/5638890512879379587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/01/shawshank-redemption.html' title='SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RbzcOdcW7HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3fron7LyZTU/s72-c/Movie_poster_the_shawshank_redemption.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-4265871318582357839</id><published>2007-01-21T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T08:01:26.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabbering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Writing a blog after a long time indeed... everytime iam giving some kindaa reasons &amp; excuses, but really am not interested in anything... i dont know wats happening to me... i hate learning (some knows wat iam speaking abt), i can't able to be a responsible friend (if he is reading this! iam sorry dear), As a blogger, i just fill my webspace once in a month! my semester results is yet to come, but it already started haunting my sleep and much more to say, but i limit my words so no one is ruined by my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iam not doing justification to anything and am making compromises in every possible corner in my life... losing some kindaa grip, but need to bounce back with full vigour and energy, needed a trigger! some kindaa self trigger so it lasts long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: sorry became a constant word in my blogs, once again sorry for the most exasperating post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;byeeeee   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-4265871318582357839?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/4265871318582357839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=4265871318582357839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/4265871318582357839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/4265871318582357839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2007/01/blabbering.html' title='Blabbering'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-6930796786155492217</id><published>2006-12-29T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T08:32:43.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veyil - watch out for its FEEL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RZVCAcLHUqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/APBLBfqmNVw/s1600-h/Veyil100706_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RZVCAcLHUqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/APBLBfqmNVw/s320/Veyil100706_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013986335477158562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some movies inspire us to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“WOWWWW FABULOUS!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some movies make us to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“OKAY, NOT BAD”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some movies irritates us an extent to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“UFFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;USELESS PLOT”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But only few movies make us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;FEEL and CRUSH our hearts”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt; And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Veyil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;is one of its kind, if you’re an ardent movie freak waiting for a masala cinema, sorry geeks! This one is not for you…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are a lover of pure cinema (what I believe) get yourself a ticket and enjoy the wholesome movie….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I rate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;veyil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;“BEST TAMIL MOVIE”&lt;/span&gt; of the year &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;2006…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Bye byeeee 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-6930796786155492217?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/6930796786155492217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=6930796786155492217' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/6930796786155492217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/6930796786155492217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/12/veyil-watch-out-for-its-feel.html' title='Veyil - watch out for its FEEL!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GelSwaf7Enc/RZVCAcLHUqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/APBLBfqmNVw/s72-c/Veyil100706_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-116663380610776838</id><published>2006-12-20T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T08:56:46.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about orkutting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2732/1094/1600/611377/orkut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2732/1094/320/648183/orkut.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Social networking becoming a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;BUZZ &lt;/span&gt;word in everyone lips! And the newborn orkut became its Juggernaut! Making things simpler and fantastic in its own way, thats what i like about orkut! It helps user to make new friends and maintain existing relationships,adding pep to its feature is so called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"communities",&lt;/span&gt; where one discuss about any kindaa topic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the world of orkut started like this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Orkut was launched on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;jan 22, 2004&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;GOOGLE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;orkut buyukkoten&lt;/span&gt;, a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; turkish software engineer &lt;/span&gt;developed this project. By the end of july 2004, it surpassed the 1,000,000 member mark and now the number of orkut members reached the stunning &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;35.2 million!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Can u believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The strategy behind this stardom is simple! Users have options to rate their friends in the order of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"Best Friends","Good Friends","Friends","Acquaintances"&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; "Haven't met"&lt;/span&gt;. Further, each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;member can become fans of any of the friends in his/her list and can also evaluate whether his/her friend is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"Trustworthy", "Cool", "Sexy"&lt;/span&gt; on a scale of 1 to 3 (marked by icons) and is aggregated in terms of a percentage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Flirting&lt;/span&gt; is also a part of orkutting! believe it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The highlight feature is where any member can add any other member on Orkut to his/her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"Crush List"&lt;/span&gt; and both of them will be initimated about it only when both parties have added each other to their "Crush List".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It continues to climb! and climb! it became an instant revolution among youth! and again&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; "social networking a buzz word in everyone lips"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sorry geeks! i was off for a looooonggggggggggggggggg timeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-116663380610776838?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/116663380610776838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=116663380610776838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116663380610776838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116663380610776838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-about-orkutting.html' title='All about orkutting!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-116352421160411666</id><published>2006-11-14T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:10:11.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm hospitalised!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Falcigo, maxipime, doxt, mefque, primaquine, exeflon, emeset, pantoprazole!&lt;/span&gt; Cant get their name naa! till 8th of november these names were weird to me too!  Straight into the subject! i was hospitalised due to malaria in one of the  reputed hospitals in india ((dont wanna mention)) My haemoglobin, WBC's, platelets content in blood got reduced drastically, i was in ICU for one day and now iam good enough to write a post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thats not the big matter! how much do u expect (money) for a malarial treatment in an hospital? my bill was 30000 ruppees!! its just malaria!   I have insured , so no probs! But poor ones? can they offer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now our country propagating so called &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"MEDICAL TOURISM"&lt;/span&gt; in full fledge to earn revenue from abroad patients!  is it worth?  Still there are people in our country cant able to get basic treatment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Medical treatment in this country is sky-rocketing! my sister just had a sprain in her leg, she took two x-rays and consulted a doctor in that hospital... she was given the bill of 1000 rupees..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Whats democracy?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The common people  considered as the primary source of political power, Majority rule!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So, its high for the goverment to make all hospitals as  "public sector" and people should be given free treatment! i'm not joking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Who doesnt like the country with   NO       &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  TUBERCLOUSIS?     DENGUE?   MALARIA?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It can happen! Nothing is impossible in this world... even&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; IMPOSSIBLE says I'M POSSIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-116352421160411666?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/116352421160411666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=116352421160411666' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116352421160411666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116352421160411666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-hospitalised.html' title='i&apos;m hospitalised!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-116231274213965311</id><published>2006-10-31T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:39:02.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY "MEN IN BLUE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yes, iam speaking about our indian cricket team...The recent show at champions trophy is quite miserable...our batting department din't fire, our bowling dint crush, our fielding dint fly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The world's most expected team to perform is "TEAM INDIA", because it carries the faith of one billion people!! if u wont perform, your galla ( "purse" in english) wont be ringing!, iam telling about sponsors to indian cricket,the richest cricketing body of the world! (he he he!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lemme create a team which is as strong to beat any juggernaut... this blog is somewat related to the sports editorial in THE HINDU,"an artificial man to beat roger fedrrer"...iam not inheriting the whole concept of it, but just a bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i dont want either pietersen or hussey type batting strategies,i dont want their square drive,pull shot,timing,aggressiveness!! just need to brush the positive face of indian players who are capable doing magic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;my batting department includes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;virendar sehwag&lt;/span&gt;  -     basically he doesnt have technique,but he is the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;                                      fantastic player of short balls.. though he may be in out-of-form,                                                         he is the worst nightware to any bowler , when he started cashing on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;sachin tendulkar&lt;/span&gt; -       well, what can i say abt him? he is the god of cricket as everyone knows...                                         Technique perfect!  astounding shots! i dont want him to be defensive                                        which can be seen in recent times, just need him to attack and crunch the                                        bowlers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;this is the perfect duo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;1st down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;rahul dravid&lt;/span&gt;  -    HE WALL, technique impeccable! awesome shots! a slow starter but a true                                       match winner if he gets going! perfectly fills the bill for 1st down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;2nd down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;wasim jaffer &lt;/span&gt;-    weird? i saw him playing test series in  westindies... wat i noticed in him, he                                     have perfect balance and beautifully places the                    ball in gaps..                                             technique seems to be improving in his game! nice player! good future prospect                             of indian team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;yuvraj singh &lt;/span&gt;-   a clean hitter of the ball, nice forearm... a little worried while playing with                                         spinners... fantastic fielder... flies like pigeon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;kaif  &lt;/span&gt;-                  a nice player, times perfectly, not a power-hitter, but he fields amazingly,                                         throws the ball at stumps like eagle flying to catch "the fish" at the river a                                       mile away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yuvraj and kaif fills the fielding department!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;dhoni&lt;/span&gt; -               a wicket-keeper batsman and a smashing player plays like a tribal (jharkand                                 tribal) he hits the ball so hard that even the quality bowler suffers! his                                             commitment to cricket is seen in recent champions trophy( innings against                                     westindies and aussies!), a treasure to indian cricky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;bowling department:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;irfan pathan &lt;/span&gt;-    a nice swinger of the ball and bat good!! a promising player, but he's out of                                     form... he need  support to got going!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ajit agarkar&lt;/span&gt; -     he's quick, wicket taker! and bowls good! his experience can do wonders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;zaheer khan&lt;/span&gt; -    again a swinger, a beautifull bowler to watch on! a perfect wickettaker (seen in                             english county!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;harbajan singh&lt;/span&gt; - he used to sing with ball, bowls doosra perfectly, but he needs to use this                                          weapon constantly! he is a perfect off-spinner can maroon any team at any                                       time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well, this is my team!, i need raina to get back to form, to get more comfortable with pressure situation, kumble and laxman to get back from injuries, munaf,sreesanth and RP singh to get going as usual in domestic cricket until a right time to enter into the team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The above said becomes useless, until our team gets "motivated" and get self-belief... They are professionals, they know better than me, but still they are humans, can commit mistakes!! They will, its just a lean-bad patch, time comes this team will become the "juggernaut of cricketing teams seen across history"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry for the long post folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-116231274213965311?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/116231274213965311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=116231274213965311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116231274213965311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116231274213965311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-men-in-blue.html' title='MY &quot;MEN IN BLUE&quot;'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-116102070185564039</id><published>2006-10-16T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:45:01.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beast machine and....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/pc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orkut.com/AlbumZoom.aspx?uid=18206421002519152325&amp;pid=9"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.orkut.com/AlbumZoom.aspx?uid=18206421002519152325&amp;pid=9" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something ruining my blog , this time my OS (operating system) got crashed due to UPS failure... forgot to tell u..  A few months back, i bought the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;BEAST MACHINE&lt;/span&gt;. Beast machine? seems weird naa!! iam just speaking about my system... it costed me around 20,000 rupees &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(around $ 450 or 350 euros )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i thought i bought the best configuration available in the  market... But, things got changed within days, Intel launched its new version&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; "Core 2 duo"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;the world's best desktop processor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These things happen in everyone of us... sometimes we think that we unleashed our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;"THE BEST" &lt;/span&gt;in some kindaa job...But still ends in failure... It happens to me everytime during my so so soooooo called EXAMS... After writing it, i say to myself  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;" wow! this is my best shot"&lt;/span&gt;... but still it doesn't satisfy the examiner...This time, very patiently redefining the area's where i lack and am  hoping that the HISTORY never repeats!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i need to say that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt; is the key mantra for everything ( subject to change from person to person, due to their way of seeing it!) Wait, whether u gotto buy the best one or giving ur best shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~ signning off ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-116102070185564039?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/116102070185564039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=116102070185564039' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116102070185564039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/116102070185564039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-beast-machine-and_16.html' title='My Beast machine and....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115954662869331390</id><published>2006-09-29T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:17:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAX PAYNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/max_payne_small_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/400/max_payne_small_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/max_payne_small_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/400/max_payne_small_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/max_payne_small_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/400/max_payne_small_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry folks! iam writing a post after a long time... During this period, i became a addicted gamer and it ruined me completely.. just now wrapped up the game and here comes my post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Max payne, the name itself reveals its a one man show.. He's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;police officer&lt;/span&gt; and the first scene itself is the murder of his wife and some bizarre incidents made him as the most sought &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;"serial killer"&lt;/span&gt; in Newyork..This is the gist of the plot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max payne is one of the biggest blockbuster pc game evermade... It was unleashed in the year 2001... what made it so stupendous was its "SLOW MOTION SHOOTING"... He wont fight with the enemies, but his GUN does all the talking...Gun gadgets are fantastic...some of the fictional guns used in this game were... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;DESERT EAGLE, DUAL BERETTAS, PUMP ACTION SHOT GUN, SAWED SHOT GUN, DUAL INGRAM, JACKHAMMER, COLT COMMANDO, SNIPPER&lt;/span&gt; and some of the fictional bombs used were... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;M79, MOLTOV COCKTAIL AND GRENADES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i think i revealed all the gadgets...Every gadget used in this game are special in its own.. the way he handles the gun especially in slow motion  makes u to open ur mouth for a big &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"WOWWWWW!!"&lt;/span&gt; and u can even see the bullets crossing you... (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;resembles matrix triology&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The game is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;interactive&lt;/span&gt; that u will know wats going to happen next! The way the creators of this game gave an edge to the character is fantastic, his voice extremely manly, the way he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;jumps,grin,cry &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt; are extremely classic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Most game freaks would have completed this game.. for new ones it will really gonna catch u and u wont come out of its web! Try it, its really a money worth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~ signing off ~~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115954662869331390?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115954662869331390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115954662869331390' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115954662869331390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115954662869331390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/09/max-payne.html' title='MAX PAYNE'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115833782031714594</id><published>2006-09-15T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:30:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have A Cup of Coffee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/coffee-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/coffee-1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Its an awesome story, take a look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. The conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain-looking, some expensive, and some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it's just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and then began eyeing each other's cups. Now consider this: Life is the coffee, and the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life, and the type of cup we have does not define nor change the quality of life we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God brews the coffee, not the cups . . . enjoy your coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115833782031714594?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115833782031714594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115833782031714594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115833782031714594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115833782031714594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-cup-of-coffee.html' title='Have A Cup of Coffee!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115687317608835726</id><published>2006-08-29T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T09:21:44.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My view on the  film (tamil) - vettaiaydu villayadu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/vv013_800_210806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/vv013_800_210806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I cant stop murmuring about this film (vettaiyadu villayadu) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'before' &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'after'&lt;/span&gt; seeing it...  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"the excitment"&lt;/span&gt;, how the film would be? how &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;kamal haasan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;(the juggernaut of south india)&lt;/span&gt; will act? whats the statement of&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; gautham (director)&lt;/span&gt;  movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                  All my expectations and excitement are completely satisfied by the outcome of the film..Though there are glitches such as a slow first half and picturisation of songs may be handled better... But, its &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;STYLE,CLASS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SLICKNESS&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Final End Product"&lt;/span&gt; outshone all its negative aspects... The film quality is stupendous, exactly like an Hollywood movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 The Hero &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;"kamal haasan"&lt;/span&gt; perfectly fills the bill, an genius actor and an extraordinary show... At 52, still he is a dream boy and his stunts doesn't reveal his age... I donno if he would have followers in tamil film industry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 The director, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"Gautham" &lt;/span&gt;have an unique sense... Its back to back COP movie for him and handled perfectly without any inheritance... His way of presenting the film reminds of "mani ratnam" one of the great directors of indian cinema... Extremely superb work by him..The worrying aspect is that this movie doesnt have any jokes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I wont reveal the story, just buy a ticket and enjoy an awesome movie... For NRI'S check out ur nearby theatres or wait for the DVD's to knock ur door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115687317608835726?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115687317608835726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115687317608835726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115687317608835726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115687317608835726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-view-on-film-tamil-vettaiaydu.html' title='My view on the  film (tamil) - vettaiaydu villayadu'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115384702726154983</id><published>2006-07-25T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:10:15.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SOUL SAYS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/640/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/collage1.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another week and the same cycle.... Hectic weekdays and fastening weekends.. Revolving world.. Rotating mortals.. Materialistic search...  Life is like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As i started to college, I saw a dog caringly licking its puppy... I just smiled and got into the bus.. Everyone around me was on their own dream.. But this incident just flashed before my eyes...It may be an ordinary scene seen in the corner of streets, but it is a perfect example what the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;present world is lacking!!.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Bond, love and affection, these aspects should be interlinked, else it would be great disaster...  i can see bond between the dog and its puppy, the care it shows and the love it showers... Well, we can see these things among the fellow humans too....they are not linked.. but seperated as threads... these attitude leads to insane thoughts and seeds for the blossom of terrorism,capitalism,racism...ex-cetra..i forgot to say about WAR!... its an awful sight to see humans kill his fellas... sometimes, i ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WHY GOD HAS CREATED THIS MORTALS WITH SIXTH SENSE?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Interupted...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; MY SOUL SAYS...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Humans can redefine, redimension,unravel,unleash anything!.. The greatest power will be revealed one day!.. BOND, LOVE, AFFECTION will come out as tears and hatred will be doomed down! Happier days are going to return... so its time to unleash ourselves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115384702726154983?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115384702726154983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115384702726154983' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115384702726154983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115384702726154983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-soul-says.html' title='MY SOUL SAYS...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115192274411527530</id><published>2006-07-03T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T09:23:30.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my experience in tirumala!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i use to be here everyyear,  at this time around to get the blessings of lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;venkateswara... everytime its improving a lot... nice city.. located in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hills.. wow! the climate is fabulous, especially on sunday.. very chill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;calm and pleasant... the striking aspect of this city is beautiful roads and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its stunning nature... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(*** shaved heads too ***)&lt;/span&gt; particulary on the journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to hills from tirupathi.. beautifully curved roads, the hair-pin bends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;high-mountains, chilly fog, ex-cetra... here we can see different facets of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;indian society... the highs and lows... everything packed... forgot to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mention, beautiful gals too...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; every boy sees naa!! a part of sight seeing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;:)  )&lt;/span&gt; anyways, just kidding... on the way to darshan, a pleasant intrusion of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;classmate and chatted a few minutes with her...Later on, i signed off my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;journey and back to city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Everyone knows tirumala temple is the world's  second richest temple... The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;worrying factor is.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;THERE IS NO EQUALITY HERE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;(iam not meaning racism!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The HAVE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;HAVE-NOTS &lt;/span&gt;criteria plays a havoc here too... if u have money, u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;can have a fast darshan, otherwise u need to spend days to see lord... Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;does see everyone same! but why these fellow humans framing their own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;rules?? money-oriented mortals... this aspect must change...  this is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;an example, a small loophole...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; Big loopholes are yet to be covered...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;only knows the answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115192274411527530?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115192274411527530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115192274411527530' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115192274411527530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115192274411527530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-experience-in-tirumala.html' title='my experience in tirumala!!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-115159775571658669</id><published>2006-06-29T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:23:40.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE AND LET LIVE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/wall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/wall1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fourth largest economy in the world.... the land to 83,000 millionaires...forex reserves of about $150 billion...  the largest outsourcer of IT enabled services... second largest man-power... largest gold consumer and finally the biggest democracy in the world... the great impeccable INDIA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yet 26% of the indian population are below poverty line...the dividend between rich and the poor,have and have-nots evergrowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Technology keeps ticking day-by-day... some sector of the society are enjoying its innovations....but for others its just a dream... so, its high time to have a    simple,suitable,cost-efficient technology that voices all the masses...its not just technology... all other sectors must be renovated in its fundamentals so that everyone enjoys its fruit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;DONT BE A MONKEY, BE A CROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;This is not a quote... this is my own phrase.. what i mean is... crow shares its food with everyone, but monkey doesn't... so let us have this tendency of crow... LIVE AND LET LIVE... lets build a new india... sorry!!! lets build a new world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;The greatest power of human being is " HIS IDEAS CAN BE TRANSFORMED INTO REALITY" .let us use this power and transform this globe into an heaven!!! LIVE AND LET LIVE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;love u all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;~~~ signning off ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-115159775571658669?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/115159775571658669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=115159775571658669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115159775571658669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/115159775571658669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/06/live-and-let-live.html' title='LIVE AND LET LIVE....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114935803484129648</id><published>2006-06-03T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:07:14.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!!</title><content type='html'>time for xams...my blog will be shutdown till 24th jun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114935803484129648?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114935803484129648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114935803484129648' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114935803484129648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114935803484129648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/06/exams.html' title='Exams!!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114814724863263421</id><published>2006-05-20T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T10:47:28.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to stories....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/baseball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u guys had an exasperating time because of my boring posts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;time for rejuvenation!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is one of my favourite stories!!! hope u enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;BASEBALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;PLAYERS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two ninety-one year old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all their lives It seems that Sam is dying of cancer, and Moe comes to visit him every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sam," says Moe, "You know how we have both loved baseball all our lives, and how we played minor league ball together for so many years. Sam, you have to do me one favor. When you get to Heaven, and I know you will go to Heaven, somehow you've got to let me know if there's baseball in Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam looks up at Moe from his death bed, and says, "Moe, you've been my best friend many years. This favor, if it is at all possible, I'll do for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shortly after that, Sam passes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is midnight a couple of nights later. Moe is sound asleep when he is awakened by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calls out to him, "Moe.... Moe...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moe, it's me, Sam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam just died."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sam? Is that you? Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've got to tell you, I've got really good news... and a little bad news."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, tell me the good news first," says Moe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The good news," says Sam "is that there is baseball in heaven. Better yet, all our old buddies who've gone before us are there. Better yet, we're all young men again. Better yet, it's always spring time and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play baseball all we want, and we never get tired!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" says Moe, "That is fantastic, wonderful, beyond my wildest dreams! But, what's the bad news?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're pitching next Tuesday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GREAT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114814724863263421?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114814724863263421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114814724863263421' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114814724863263421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114814724863263421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-to-stories.html' title='Back to stories....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114684866832554745</id><published>2006-05-05T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T10:04:28.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its celebration time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;do u believe??? Iam into first year of blogging!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;it was this day (2005), i came to know the nuances of blogging from my brother and as the result &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"EXASPARATER"&lt;/span&gt; born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asks me, wats the meaning of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"EXASPARATER"&lt;/span&gt;, actually it was a spell mistake... i thought to keep as&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "exasperate"&lt;/span&gt; which means&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; " to irritate or annoy to an extreme degree"...&lt;/span&gt; To term a person who do these kind of stuff, i named it like that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few months of blogging, i posted wat all inspired me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;By the way of stories (mostly), quotes,etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;my thoughts about the factors  affected me and my views about different aspects flowed as scribblings!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Though i was not a serious blogger ( only two posts a month!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i have lots of friends, without them my blog would have been vanished!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;TIME TO SHOW OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$$ KESHI $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$$ CHEEZZE $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;$$$ MICHELLE $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$$$ GANGADHAR $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;$$$ SOUMYA $$$    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;$$$ ROHIT $$$  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;------&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;THESE MORTALS ARE WORTH A MILLION DOLLARS FOR ME!!  (believe me, this is not mere words!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i love everyone, so sorry guys if i have missed ur name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~~~signing off~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114684866832554745?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114684866832554745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114684866832554745' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114684866832554745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114684866832554745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-celebration-time.html' title='its celebration time!!!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114555111714693597</id><published>2006-04-20T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:38:37.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE A TRUE LOVER....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/storyof_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/storyof_love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was jus thinking of new post, suddenly a muse passed and as a result here is my scribblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, LOVE, LOVE.... now straight into business.... i cant able to tolerate to see certain people ( i mean some people...) by seeing a gal/boy loses their heart and simply says he/she is in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one incident, my friend not to mention him, just one month into college life and his attitudes became freaky towards a gal.. and everyday he blabbers like anything with me about that gal... and oneday he lost his word," i can leave my parents for that gal!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was jerked and said," Hey man, r u crazy???  for a gal ur leaving ur parents, this is stupid stuff da..." He didnt here me anymore and left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proposed to that gal and as usual she rejected.... he is not true lover... NOW, HE IS SEARCHING FOR ANOTHER... i know he is not a listener to anyone... so left advising him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wats my point is the word " I LOVE U" is misused... love is a beautiful thing which u can experience, its different, a blissful state...feeling the unfelt... its like that, cant explain in words because of its infinity!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what iam asking everyone is, be true to ur lover... or otherwise dont love...  because,i have seen so many of guys like the above said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i have not experienced it... iam not waiting for that too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i have my own siddantas (frames..) lemme stick to this word.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sorry if anyone's sentiments were hurted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;love u all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114555111714693597?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114555111714693597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114555111714693597' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114555111714693597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114555111714693597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/04/be-true-lover.html' title='BE A TRUE LOVER....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114451735527923764</id><published>2006-04-08T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:31:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the talking dog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/dalmation.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/dalmation.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A guy is driving around Tennessee and he sees a sign in front &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;of a house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Talking Dog For Sale."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He rings the bell and the owner tells him the dog is in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a Labrador &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;retriever sitting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"You talk?" he asks. "Yep," the Lab replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"So, what's your story?" the man asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time at all they had me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eight years running. "But the jetting around really tired me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;undercover security wandering near suspicious characters and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;listening in. "I uncovered some incredible dealings and was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awarded a batch of medals. I got married, had a mess of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;puppies, and now I'm just retired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he wants for the dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ten dollars," the guy says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ten dollars? This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;selling him so cheap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Because he's a liar. He never did any of that stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;tnx to    &lt;a href="http://www.inspire21.com"&gt;inspire21.com&lt;/a&gt;  for wonderful stories....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114451735527923764?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114451735527923764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114451735527923764' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114451735527923764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114451735527923764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/04/talking-dog_08.html' title='the talking dog...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114347604585368804</id><published>2006-03-27T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T08:14:05.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>checkmated!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/Landscape028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/Landscape028.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;semester results came... 78%   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i just stopped dreaming.... (of previous post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its reality now... i was so dejected these days... fever bug bitten me...  results were bad... everything going against me... everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so searching for peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;searching for key....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;searching answers to my zillion questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanna reshape my thoughts, attitude towards my path...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;trying to get rid of maya... (illusion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iam a lone traveller in my life... iam a struggler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lemme struggle to reach whats reality.... i love struggling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iam the checkmated king...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;love u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sorry for those who bored of this post.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114347604585368804?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114347604585368804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114347604585368804' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114347604585368804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114347604585368804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/03/checkmated.html' title='checkmated!!!'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114218362153674742</id><published>2006-03-12T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:18:35.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was a beautiful day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/Landscape029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/Landscape029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a beautiful day with a warm sun... As I was walking down the road, I can see awesome huge trees on both the sides with an immense smell of eucalyptus and the leaves were shedding due to calm breeze...believe me there were no one in the road, suddenly a gal (wow! Cant explain her beauty) started walking towards me...her hair is flying softly due to gentle breeze... she had a charming smile, beautiful eyes and I thought if she would be the eight wonder!!!... As she was nearing me, my heart beat’s speed is very fast like f-1 car, she came to me to ask something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And suddenly I was jolted,” hey eswar, its time to get up” my mom shouted... oh! That was a dream&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but I will cherish it forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some dreams are remembered ever, for me this one... (“Teenage effect”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show off &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; dream buddy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love u all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114218362153674742?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114218362153674742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114218362153674742' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114218362153674742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114218362153674742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-was-beautiful-day.html' title='it was a beautiful day....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114175167215608854</id><published>2006-03-07T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:14:32.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wheels of life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/noname.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/400/noname.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114175167215608854?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114175167215608854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114175167215608854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114175167215608854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114175167215608854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/03/wheels-of-life_07.html' title='the wheels of life....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-114071557970678815</id><published>2006-02-23T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:26:19.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what kind of phobic u r?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Acrophobia: Fear of heights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Achluophobia: Fear of darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Algophobia: Fear of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aquaphobia: Fear of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Atychiphobia: Fear of failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Demophobia: Fear of crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Enosiophobia: Fear of having committed an unpardonable sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gynophobia: Fear of women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arrhenphobia: Fear of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mastigophobia: Fear of punishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Herpetophobia: Fear of reptiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Monophobia: Fear of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Philophobia: Fear of falling in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Stygiophobia: Fear of hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pantophobia: Fear of everything. A nonspecific fear; A state of general anxiety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;iam philophobic... its ur turn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-114071557970678815?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/114071557970678815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=114071557970678815' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114071557970678815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/114071557970678815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-kind-of-phobic-u-r_114071557970678815.html' title='what kind of phobic u r?'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113873022021994729</id><published>2006-01-31T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:57:00.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>selfless love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;semester exams were over..it was ok... not bad.... hoping for around 75%... lemme jump into my post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do u love me? iam not kidding... iam asking as a friend/brother.... because love is the basic of all... love defies all aspects... all boundaries... all dimensions... it is a awful sight when ur seeing a mother caring for child like anything but everything, a brother fights with her sister for the same toy they wanna play, a lover for his love... and so many things we will cherish while we are passing by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but we are not showing the same love for everyone around us... it hurts to see some one in the road fighting for his life and no one cares for... if ur brother is in that place, what u will do??? what will be ur reaction???     THINK,THINK,THINK.... ask questions to yourself??? because... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"QUESTIONING MAKES U UNDERSTAND UR SELF AND UR SOCIETY BETTER..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;each and every problem is directly or indirectly linked to love.... if u love everyone around u, there will be no hatred relationship... and wouldnt be any world war in the history and the threatening terrorism...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"iam not asking u to be a GOD to shower "selfless love" on everyone.... i just ask u to take care of everyone as ur own...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" the beauty of love cannot be explained in words, but u can share with ur hugzzz..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love u all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113873022021994729?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113873022021994729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113873022021994729' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113873022021994729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113873022021994729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/01/selfless-love.html' title='selfless love....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113760467189444689</id><published>2006-01-18T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:17:51.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam going to write my 1st semester exams  on jan20th... sorry guys i wont post for around 10days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113760467189444689?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113760467189444689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113760467189444689' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113760467189444689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113760467189444689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-friends-iam-going-to-write-my-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113674469520642395</id><published>2006-01-08T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T10:24:55.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Prettier Than Freckles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lemme start the year with a humorous story with an inspiring touch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;An elderly woman and her little grandson, whose face was sprinkled with bright freckles, spent the day at the zoo. Lots of children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You've got so many freckles, there's no place to paint!" a girl in the line said to the little fellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Embarrassed, the little boy dropped his head. His grandmother knelt down next to him. "I love your freckles. When I was a little girl I always wanted freckles," she said, while tracing her finger across the child's cheek. "Freckles are beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The boy looked up, "Really?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Of course," said the grandmother. "Why just name me one thing that's prettier than freckles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The little boy thought for a moment, peered intensely into his grandma's face, and softly whispered, "Wrinkles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113674469520642395?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113674469520642395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113674469520642395' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113674469520642395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113674469520642395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-prettier-than-freckles.html' title='What&apos;s Prettier Than Freckles?'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113613622058250754</id><published>2006-01-01T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T09:23:40.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy newyear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/morninglight.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/morninglight.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“Another fresh new year is here . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Another year to live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To banish worry, doubt, and fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To love and laugh and give!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This bright new year is given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To live each day with zest . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To daily grow and try to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My highest and my best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have the opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Once more to right some wrongs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To pray for peace, to plant a tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And sing more joyful songs!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-William Arthur Ward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a rocky year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113613622058250754?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113613622058250754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113613622058250754' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113613622058250754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113613622058250754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-newyear_01.html' title='happy newyear...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113561698819052075</id><published>2005-12-26T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T08:55:25.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSUNAMI-crushed many souls....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Banda Aceh, Indonesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;June 23, 2004&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/tsunami1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/tsunami1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banda Aceh, Indonesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;December 28, 2004&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/tsunami2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/tsunami2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many indians  doesnt know the meaning of "tsunami" till december 26,2004. but now we are feeling why we came to know?. it had left an huge burden in our heart.... just think for a minute in the place of mother who lost his child before her eyes ..... u will surely cry for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the crying of the child named "yeh chia-ni" from taiwan,&lt;br /&gt;                                 "i thought my parents didnt want me anymore..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets ur eyes be closed for a moment for the people who lost their lifes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113561698819052075?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113561698819052075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113561698819052075' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113561698819052075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113561698819052075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/12/tsunami-crushed-many-souls.html' title='TSUNAMI-crushed many souls....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113380334625380092</id><published>2005-12-05T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:22:26.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forrest Gump's Entrance Exam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is one of my favourite story. hope u enjoy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven, where he is met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The gates are closed, however, and Forrest approaches the gatekeeper. St. Peter says "Well, Forrest, it's certainly good to see you. We've heard so many good things about you. I must inform you, though, the place is filling up fast, and we've been giving an entrance exam to everyone. The quiz is short, but you need to pass it before you can get into Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest responds, "It shore is good to be here, St. Peter. I was looking forward to this. But, nobody ever told me about any entrance exam. Sure hope the test ain't too hard; Life was a big enough test as it was."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;St. Peter goes on... "I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions and youcan have the night to think about it. So, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;1. What days of the week begin with the letter T?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;2. How many seconds are there in a year? ... and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;3. What is God's first name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest goes away to think the questions over. He returns the next day and goes up to St. Peter to try to answer all three questions. St. Peter waves him up and says, "Now that you've had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest says, "Well, the first one, how many days of the week begin with the letter T? Shucks, that one's easy. That'd be Today and Tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Saint's eyes open wide and he exclaims "Forrest! That's not what I was thinking... but, you do have a point though, and I guess I didn't specify, so I'll give you credit for that answer. How about the next one? How many seconds are in a year?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"Now, that one's harder" says Forrest, "but I thought and thought about that, and I guess the only answer can be twelve."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Astounded, St. Peter says "Twelve! Twelve!? Forrest, how in Heaven's name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forest says, "Aw, come on, St. Peter, there's gotta be twelve. January second, and February second, and March second..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"Hold it" interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you're going, and I guess I see your point, but that wasn't what I had in mind. But, I'll give you credit for that one, too. Now, let's go on with the final question. Can you tell me God's first name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest quickly replied, "Andy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Again, St. Peter asked, "How in the world did you come up with Andy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forrest smiled and said, "You know, St. Peter, from that song we all sing in church...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"Andy walks with me, Andy talks with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;MORAL: THERE IS ALWAYS ANOTHER POINT OF VIEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Just because a person does not see or understand things the same way you do, does not mean they are wrong. They are entitled to their own point of view, and it should be considered as important as any other. That's my point of view. Do you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113380334625380092?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113380334625380092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113380334625380092' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113380334625380092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113380334625380092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/12/forrest-gumps-entrance-exam.html' title='Forrest Gump&apos;s Entrance Exam...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113311135167123998</id><published>2005-11-27T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T09:09:11.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny pics....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/kilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/kilt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/mice-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/mice-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/salute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/salute.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/license.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/license.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/caution2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/320/caution2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113311135167123998?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113311135167123998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113311135167123998' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113311135167123998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113311135167123998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-pics.html' title='funny pics....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113250654623255016</id><published>2005-11-20T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T09:09:06.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/1600/26683250_bc5e099c3e.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2732/1094/400/26683250_bc5e099c3e.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom its monday again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113250654623255016?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113250654623255016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113250654623255016' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113250654623255016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113250654623255016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/11/mom-its-monday-again_113250654623255016.html' title=''/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113181842873565266</id><published>2005-11-12T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T10:00:28.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Box Full of Kisses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nothing is more precious than the beauty of a child's perception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                               The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and  he begged for her forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113181842873565266?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113181842873565266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113181842873565266' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113181842873565266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113181842873565266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/11/box-full-of-kisses.html' title='A Box Full of Kisses...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113121216353547888</id><published>2005-11-05T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T09:50:48.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nature's beauty.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8589/640/daisy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8589/320/daisy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"A PICTURE IS A WORTH OF THOUSAND WORDS"&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;do u believe it?. i surely believe it, see here the beauty of flower, no words can really explain the pulchritudinous symmetry of this flower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;so whats ur opinion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113121216353547888?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113121216353547888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113121216353547888' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113121216353547888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113121216353547888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/11/natures-beauty.html' title='nature&apos;s beauty.....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-113060520610938244</id><published>2005-10-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:00:06.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DONKEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This story really rocks!  check it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man bought a donkey from a preacher. The preacher told the man that this donkey had been trained in a very unique way, (being the donkey of a preacher). The only way to make the donkey go, is to say "Hallelujah!". The only way to make the donkey stop, is to say "Amen!".&lt;br /&gt;                                                             The man was pleased with his purchase and immediately got on the animal to try out the preacher's instructions.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             Hallelujah!", shouted the man. The donkey began to trot. "Amen!", shouted the man. The donkey stopped immediately.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;"This is great!", said the man. With a "Hallelujah," he rode off very proud of his new purchase. The man traveled for a long time through some mountains.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             Soon he was heading towards a cliff. He could not remember the word to make the donkey stop.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;"Stop," said the man. "Halt!", he cried. The donkey just kept going. "Oh, no... 'Bible!... Church!... Please Stop!!" shouted the man. The donkey just began to trot faster.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             He was getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             Finally, in desperation, the man said a prayer...&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             "Please, dear Lord. Please make this donkey stop before I go off the edge of this mountain, In Jesus' name, AMEN."&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             The donkey came to an abrupt stop just one step from the edge of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             "HALLELUJAH!", shouted the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"HALLEJUAH"&lt;/span&gt;-  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;used to express praise or joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"AMEN&lt;/span&gt;"-  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;used at the end of prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                      -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Barry Pemberton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-113060520610938244?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/113060520610938244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=113060520610938244' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113060520610938244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/113060520610938244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/10/donkey.html' title='THE DONKEY'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112818992120436630</id><published>2005-10-01T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T11:05:21.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BRICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               The young boy was apologetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Please, mister... please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop... " With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               "It's my brother," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               "Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                               Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                               It's our choice to listen or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112818992120436630?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112818992120436630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112818992120436630' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112818992120436630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112818992120436630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/10/brick.html' title='THE BRICK'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112749887932886458</id><published>2005-09-23T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T11:07:59.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some funny quotes.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It took me seventeen years to get 3,000 hits in baseball. I did it in one afternoon on the golf course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hank Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do Lipton employees take coffee breaks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How young can you die of old age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I got this powdered water - now I don't know what to add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm writing an unauthorized autobiography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Henny Youngman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Early to rise and early to bed makes a man healthy, wealthy, and dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;James Thurber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If God wanted us to fly, He would have given us tickets. ~Mel Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Terry Pratchett.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You know the speed of light, so what's the speed of dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Death is hereditary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The brain is a wonderful organ.  It starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;--------Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A conclusion is simply the place where someone got tired of thinking. Arthur Block &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112749887932886458?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112749887932886458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112749887932886458' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112749887932886458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112749887932886458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-funny-quotes_23.html' title='some funny quotes.................'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112576670779419742</id><published>2005-09-03T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:58:27.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>"sorry friends, i was quite busy for the past few days, so i can't able to post a new blog". Now iam back to blog. These times, days are going at snail's walk and night seems to be very short. life seems to be routine. My college days are started and iam learning the difference between the school  and college. my enginneering college is an exceptional from other colleges, here very strict. sometimes i think that "are we in vedic days?" . here in this college we should wear only formals, should not speak to girls and the list continues to goes on. but wat to do? i came here for studying and do my work properly and go away, thats all. ok bye friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112576670779419742?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112576670779419742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112576670779419742' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112576670779419742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112576670779419742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112369747352708846</id><published>2005-08-10T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:11:13.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOT PRINTS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;One night a man had a dream. he dreamed he was walking along the beach with the lord. across the sky flashed scenes from his life. for each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him and the other to the lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. he noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. he also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;This really bothered him and he questioned the lord about it: "lord you said, that once i decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. but i have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of foorprints. i don't understand why when i needed you most, you would leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;The lord replied, "My precious, precious child, i love you and i would never leave you, during your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that i carried you." - source "THE BIBLE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;                                                                                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112369747352708846?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112369747352708846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112369747352708846' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112369747352708846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112369747352708846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/08/foot-prints.html' title='FOOT PRINTS...'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112352378942638974</id><published>2005-08-08T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T10:56:29.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TERROR  EVERYWHERE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday rivers of blood flowing in the streets of iraq, killing thousands of mortals in 9/11 and hundreds in 7/7 and madrid train blast. And one cannot forget about the terrorist brutality at russian school claiming more than 8o victims who are young children.All the victims of these incidents are innocent people.The life seems going tough for many because they were afraid will their name be included in the list of terrorism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If "THE CRYING, THE GROANING, THE AGONY, THE BLOOD SHED AND UNFATHOMABLE LOSS OF LIVES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; touches the heart of terroists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"TERRORISM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; will be stopped, otherwise even the high resolution camera in the corner of streets is utter waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"LET A MAN ONCE OVERCOME HIS SELFISH TERROR AT HIS OWN INFINITUDE, AND HIS INFINITUDE IS, IN ONE SENSE, OVERCOME"-- GEORGE SANTAYANA,  PHILOSOPHER                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112352378942638974?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112352378942638974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112352378942638974' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112352378942638974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112352378942638974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/08/terror-everywhere_112352378942638974.html' title='TERROR  EVERYWHERE.....'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112326753036087103</id><published>2005-08-05T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:45:30.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH ON HOT PAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;melting of ice caps in antartica, deforestation in every nook and corner of our forest area, vomiting of pollution by vehicles, industries and factories and ever increasing human population which leads to slow poisoning of our mother earth. due to "GLOBAL WARMING". A report says " if the rate of melting of ice caps continue at the same pace it leads to submerging of many islands, eg: MALIDIVES. Amazon forest serves the one-third of our world's oxygen which is now slowly been deforested. Population outburst is the main reason for global warming which increases man needs like shelter(leads to deforestation), wanna improves his lifestyles (intorduction to vehicles, industries etc.......).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HOW TO STOP GLOBAL WARMING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;It is impossible to stop global warming but we can postpone its fury. trees also releases carbondioxide on its cycle. intorduction of new fuel to vehicles, factories, industries and it must be a renewable one like "HYDROGEN FUEL FOR VEHICLES". Introduction of new technologies can make a difference in industry and factory sector to release its smoke in a lesser rate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"mortal's eagerness to find a new one resulting in danger to the entire globe, we wanna spread awareness among public about "global warming". lets join hands to postpone the treatment of nature"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112326753036087103?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112326753036087103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112326753036087103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112326753036087103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112326753036087103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/08/earth-on-hot-pan_05.html' title='EARTH ON HOT PAN'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112170917365069240</id><published>2005-07-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T10:28:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING INVENTIONS</title><content type='html'>DO U KNOW HOW THE BENZENE RING FORMED?&lt;br /&gt;                                  For years, the german chemist, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;friedrich august von strandonitz&lt;/span&gt; tried to figure out how the atoms were arranged in the molecule of a very important chemical, benzene. no arrangement seemed to explain benzene's properties. In 1865, he was on a horse drawn bus and fell into a semi-doze in which(according to his own account) he saw atoms whirling in a dance; suddenly, the tall end of one chain attached itself to the head end and formed a spinning ring. the "benzene ring" is just about the best-known and most commonly used structure in the symbolic formulas of organic chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112170917365069240?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112170917365069240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112170917365069240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/07/amazing-inventions.html' title='AMAZING INVENTIONS'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12743334.post-112162307392798582</id><published>2005-07-17T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T10:59:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T QUIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when things go wrong, has they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;when the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;when the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;and you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;when care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;as everyone of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;and many a failure turns about, when he&lt;br /&gt;might have won had he stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;you may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;and you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;it may be near when it seems so far;&lt;br /&gt;so stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;br /&gt;it's when things seem worse,&lt;br /&gt;   that you must&lt;br /&gt;        not quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feed back....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12743334-112162307392798582?l=exasparater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/feeds/112162307392798582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12743334&amp;postID=112162307392798582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112162307392798582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12743334/posts/default/112162307392798582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exasparater.blogspot.com/2005/07/dont-quit.html' title='DON&apos;T QUIT'/><author><name>exasparater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07238893489610933619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
