<?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-4736536453678453094</id><updated>2011-10-06T21:34:24.087+05:30</updated><category term='Crazy Chatter'/><category term='The Other Side'/><category term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Ecstatically Eccentric!</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-2979454872597748999</id><published>2010-11-04T22:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:14:37.321+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boom!</title><content type='html'>Being home for diwali has its own meaninglessness apart from being away..! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if its darn hott!!..Your tummy is full with yumm food...and well..thats 'bout it..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So amidst all the crunching munching...I thought of finally updating my blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As popularly known by jobless people who bother to read my blog...I generally have nothing to say in my posts!! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are my feet still on the ground...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How it would be to have you here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is a reason to fear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'll ever come back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you realise my lack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are feeling bliss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Diwali Folks!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-2979454872597748999?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/2979454872597748999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=2979454872597748999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2979454872597748999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2979454872597748999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2010/11/boom.html' title='Boom!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-7191205036865927591</id><published>2009-10-10T15:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:50:54.790+05:30</updated><title type='text'>That one all important question...!</title><content type='html'>Im sure almost all my girl friends...have gone through this once in their life...dunno bout the guys...&lt;div&gt;Remember that one point of time...when a friend or just an acuaintance..or just a irritating friend...came up to you and asked u that question...(mostly in casual talk)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what kinda guy do you want?" and thats it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know where this is goin...!! and you gotta do something bout it!! sooooon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You try avoidance..some more avoidance...deflection...distraction...everythin...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything to get everything back to normal...pretend it is...but u know its not....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then what do u do...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know...you tell me...its your life...!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the all important question is...Melody itni chocolaty kyon hai :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-7191205036865927591?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/7191205036865927591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=7191205036865927591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7191205036865927591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7191205036865927591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-one-all-important-question.html' title='That one all important question...!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-6235568228897206996</id><published>2009-10-08T00:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:42:35.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rajiv Gandhi University of Health (read:Hell) Sciences!!</title><content type='html'>"Hmmmph..." "Arrgh..!!" "Phhbbt!!!" "Aiyyo!!" ....Are these noises familiar?? Well they would be if you have appeared for RGUHS examinations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...its all over the hostel! The tension..the anxiety...is hard to miss..The nailbiting club (which i lead)...is often the first indicator of the examinations nearing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs n symptoms are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;late nite coffees..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;group discussion dinners..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;using books as pillows..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleepin earlier than usual :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;delhi mess and amrita parades..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in class charades..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hittin on the invigilator (right guys?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;early morning tea...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adha adhura baths..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;whining about exams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;planning the holidays...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KFC failure celebrations...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;in short...everythin but study..and then pray to pass....:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh! how will we pass?!! God bless us all....!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you guys! Share ur memories..in the comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-6235568228897206996?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/6235568228897206996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=6235568228897206996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6235568228897206996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6235568228897206996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2009/10/rajiv-gandhi-university-of-health.html' title='Rajiv Gandhi University of Health (read:Hell) Sciences!!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-3345298374988460638</id><published>2008-12-06T16:02:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:43:58.238+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Days</title><content type='html'>Well...Initially i missed my gang in MUMBAI soooooo much..that watchin happy days almost made me cry...&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont miss them now...i Still DO! :(( *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;But now I've made a pretty decent group of frenz...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets begin wid my roomie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: (aka snoopy aka snoops aka diana maate)... O:-)&lt;br /&gt;My darling roomie...is like a coconut...No not green n smooth with water inside...&lt;br /&gt;but  hard on the outside n soft on the inside...she is her usual funny self most of the time...but BEWARE: please read the manual before use...CAUTION: Mite explode for no reason whatsover...Can slap kick n touch at wrong places..Outstanding Blank-staring talent! &lt;br /&gt;Patent Line: (point the indek finger n say) " Who the hell do you think you are!" "I will pick u up n throw u out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ipsita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--Mind you its IPSITA n not IPSHITA! (aka pichu aka ipshu) ;;) &lt;br /&gt;The prettiest in the lot i guess...And the one with the most dangerous violent streak! Its fun talkin to her on loadsa stuff...but her craziness can make u roll on the floor laughin..(how dare that thought get in your head? Im the craziest...no one can ever beat me at that!)&lt;br /&gt;Patent  Line: "abey gejji!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: (aka rats aka heeram khaaram):-B Shes the kid of the gang...Always ends up gettin in trouble...and the doubts she had are so hi-fi most people faint just listenin to the doubt...She is direly innocent...(eg. She didnt know what pee is)..&lt;br /&gt;With her "sru do i want to give u the book today...i want to read(n not study) whole day sru... waaat is this all boys..?! n singin DAAASI GURRL...." with her dhinchak  english..and infinitesmal knowledge of hindi... She is one darlin entertainer...&lt;br /&gt;And if you find any gadbad in my english...you know who its all thanks to...!&lt;br /&gt;Patent line: "Sru, what i did now? What i want to do?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pooja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: (aka jerry):) The shaant seedhi saadhi type..The good girl...Like her a lot...thats all i can say...would say more..if she had spent lil' more time with us n not stuck wid her best friend tirtha (look below) all day...sharin TOP SECRETS!&lt;br /&gt;Patent line: "pttch...! Question box!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tirtha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: (aka eli)/:) Our angry young girl...very tolerant...but u piss her off...and you've had it...love her FRANK attitude...and her blush...Hai hai...Would write more...but im too busy eatin :P&lt;br /&gt;Patent line: "Bas abhi toh main use dekh loongi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N last but not the least...&lt;br /&gt;My anna data...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:italic;"&gt;The canteen Guy..(or rather guys)=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Pata nahi kitni baar pyaar se bol ke extraa chapati aur sweet loota hai...:P&lt;br /&gt;He is apna dost now..knows us well..and well has done us many food favours...:)&lt;br /&gt;sorry dont have a pic of him :(&lt;br /&gt;Patent Line: "parcel ide?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other namoonas i'd like to describe but i think i would like dedicate entire blog posts to them individually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it...Till then check out the pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/STpaXo0kQaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bvwAim6YwbU/s1600-h/D+famous+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/STpaXo0kQaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bvwAim6YwbU/s320/D+famous+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276629275559346594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Jerry, Pichu, Snoops, Meow, Eli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/STpaX067G0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/fgLBvzbp0Ek/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/STpaX067G0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/fgLBvzbp0Ek/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276629278807235394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  L-R: Meow n rats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest for later...Enjoy Maadi...Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-3345298374988460638?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/3345298374988460638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=3345298374988460638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3345298374988460638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3345298374988460638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/STpaXo0kQaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bvwAim6YwbU/s72-c/D+famous+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-4386986444395528150</id><published>2008-12-06T15:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:57:52.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ramaiaaahmehaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people...!! How ya doin?&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly lemme apologise to all my fans for being away for so long..!! :P&lt;br /&gt;and to "the shruti hater group" good news!!  you wont be seein me often here anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;Yup guys tight schedule...and too much studyin...:( :(( ok...enuf jokes....=)) I will never go away n even if i do...I will always be BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstlt b'lore is a sick place...n if you think thats bad...read on for some insight!...&lt;br /&gt;People here fall into 2 categories...." NERDS" n "HERDS"...shouldnt make sense...thats shru for you :) &lt;br /&gt;Well...studies here are hectic....!! and mind you...im livin my nightmare come true...&lt;br /&gt;The cadavers are yuck n scary...n even more....YUCK! I mean...why? WHY? WHAAAAAY??&lt;br /&gt;Just when i get over all that crap i see....I get some more..."sensitive infos" that keep me busy all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i get a hang of myself...and begin to study...*SWOOOSH!*..Angel Bhanu.."intern"...comes n say...set a dance for college day in 2 days...n there goes my time table...(u really think i had one :| how lil' do u know me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we dance our time away...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just amidst gettin over lucky boy...we have people running with the portion like someone is gonna whip them if they dont! Imagine finishin  entire upperlimb in 5 days!!! &lt;br /&gt;Man i gotta study!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...More on college n frenz commin up...Till then dont get scared if i talk like..." No da...its all fine ma...yen ra..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy maadi...adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-4386986444395528150?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/4386986444395528150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=4386986444395528150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4386986444395528150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4386986444395528150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/12/ramaiaaahmehaaa.html' title='Ramaiaaahmehaaa!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-1851813986208912695</id><published>2008-10-03T13:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:25:36.784+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ganda Jayanti!</title><content type='html'>On this not-so-auspicious day..of Gandhi Jayanti...or Lal Bahadur shastri Jayanti...or whatever! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to not swear at any of those guys..&lt;br /&gt;As I...look at all the terribly boring programmes on the life of this one gandhi guy..and discuss stuff with my parents..what is one question in my mind is..&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell is going on?!!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...Look at our history text books...so full of praises for all the political leaders..! And makes us wonder how someone could be so great..(not really!) &lt;br /&gt;And once outta school we read autobiographies of real people..and..interact with people who have lived in the past...(and are still alive! )...&lt;br /&gt;And the scene there is terrible...the sick games these people have played to win power..Its soooo SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...before pointing a Finger...or two at karan johar..for making movies on "socially unacceptable" issues...Look at your so called.."great leaders" &lt;br /&gt;Most of their children are not their own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say..."&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you cant say anythin good, dont say anything at all!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;But I think..&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"if you cant speak the truth..keep your bloody mouth shut!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean why confuse the kid!&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if those dead people were good or bad..!&lt;br /&gt;They didnt do us any good...I mean all this crap about gandhi getting us freedom! Is all bullshit! Everyone knows...(n if not should know now!) that the UN decided that each of the colonies...should be asked if they want freedom or still be a part of the colony after World War II...And it was NOT because of Gandhi-Bandhi...or anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy just delayed our independence...and ruled out..self proclaimed independence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wont swear!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..Commin to the oh-so-absent point!...I wish that all out text books..get rid of all the lies..even if they give us half the info...it should be the truth..&lt;br /&gt;I know that..&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"history is written by the victorious" &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"truth can never be hidden!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Script: Sorry to make this post so dull and grey...But thats how things are in my mind right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-1851813986208912695?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/1851813986208912695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=1851813986208912695' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/1851813986208912695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/1851813986208912695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/10/ganda-jayanti.html' title='Ganda Jayanti!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8388951387418051843</id><published>2008-09-25T16:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:55:23.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Addicted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Obsessive!&lt;/span&gt; Thats my middle name! &lt;br /&gt;I mean..I am obsessed with somethin or the other always..!&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am addicted to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;songs..!\:D/   &lt;br /&gt;1. Hey Ya..(kidnap)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yeh Tumhari Meri Baatein (dont know the movie?? :-O duh!)Here's a clue &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/111.gif"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Realising this fact...I moved on to asking other people about their obssesion/addiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Whats your obsession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Obsession? :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Uh..what?   &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/106.gif"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...Ok...:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What are you addicted to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Guy: Baby Im addicted and outta control...o=&gt;--*oh...shut up!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Guy2: Dancing...! I just love dancing...\:D/ did a few steps (or was he getting fits??)...!*disappear* I didnt ask for proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd: Addiction...can have hazardous effects...! :-B..(Take him seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Girl: Nail biting....*ewww!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Girl: Chocolates...(obvious:|)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlahQueen: Oh..I am completely addicted to talkin...I just love talkin...blah blah blah....Some people get annoyed..(tell me about it :|)....blah blah...i am who i am...blah blah...blah...BLAH!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo: Kissing..*runs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Superclean: Bathin...And I gotta go have a bath now..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RichGuy: Money...$-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RoadsideRomeo: You..! *runs for life* &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayar: To my beloved poetry...come I'll read some out for you...*(:|*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clown: Hahaha...Laugh..haha...ing..hahaha...I..haha...just...haha..cant stop...haha..laugh..hahaha...ing...hahaha..hehehe... *Weirdo! L-)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wireless: :)] uh..Hang on..Ill call you back..My...ring ring...cellphone..Im on it...ring ring..almost all the time!...haan...hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see...Everyone is addicted...to the weirdest possible things..Will keep updating this post with weird replies I get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your ADDICTION? :-?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8388951387418051843?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8388951387418051843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8388951387418051843' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8388951387418051843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8388951387418051843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/09/addicted.html' title='Addicted!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-3493157037090934691</id><published>2008-09-21T12:14:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:36:19.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reporting a-"LIVE" from Bengaluru</title><content type='html'>Yeah..the title makes no sense..Its only an answer to people who asked me.."kidhar mar gayi"..! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Its been a whole three weeks away from Mumbai..and life is as dull as it could get...&lt;br /&gt;My daily schedule,&lt;br /&gt;1.Wake up..(:|&lt;br /&gt;2.Brush :D&lt;br /&gt;3.Bathe..Yeah they do bathe in  Bengaluru..! :|&lt;br /&gt;4.Eat&lt;br /&gt;5.Walk the dog.:o3&lt;br /&gt;6.Watch TV&lt;br /&gt;7.Sleep&lt;br /&gt;8.Eat..:@)&lt;br /&gt;9.Play with the dog.&lt;br /&gt;10.Eat&lt;br /&gt;11.Sleep!I-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..My schedule is like..very jam packed..with the dog as  my only saviour or mode of entertainment...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst going nuts...I also..got my admissions done..&lt;a href=http://www.msrmc.ac.in/&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campus is so huge and sophisticated..and the website..Absolutely Useless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that attracts me to Bengaluru..is the fantastic climate...! B'lore is very cool..Quite literally..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing..irritating akka a lot! *sob sob* AAchooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although..adi always makes his presence felt...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everyone knows I'm alive..I'll be back with more crap...just when you think.."jaan chooti"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then...look over your shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"kahin baal jhad to nahi rahe? dandruff ke kaaran? "&lt;/span&gt; :P =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-3493157037090934691?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/3493157037090934691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=3493157037090934691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3493157037090934691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3493157037090934691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/09/reporting-live-from-bengaluru.html' title='Reporting a-&quot;LIVE&quot; from Bengaluru'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8027398681004778742</id><published>2008-08-18T00:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:45:39.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yabadabadooo!!!</title><content type='html'>Yippeee!! &lt;br /&gt;Im 18...&lt;:-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I can DRIVE...:D&lt;br /&gt;Vote (:|&lt;br /&gt;Get married...officially!! :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do loads n loads of stuff...i always dreamed about!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPPEEEE!!! (not using yahoo...coz i do not advertise :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs to grab a bite of the cake!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8027398681004778742?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8027398681004778742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8027398681004778742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8027398681004778742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8027398681004778742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/08/yabadabadooo.html' title='Yabadabadooo!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-5316171879219635138</id><published>2008-08-15T15:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:51:28.125+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day Contest</title><content type='html'>Here's announcing...&lt;br /&gt;The Independence Day contest..!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To win all you need to do..&lt;br /&gt;Is listen to the speech given by our beloved President Mrs. Patil..While addressing the Nation on the independence day eve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is..you cannot..Yawn..(:| ..or sleep..I-)...Or even close you eyes..:-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to watch it continuously...!!! And can't take any breaks..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you managed to do so...You win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize is...&lt;br /&gt;The video CD of the Prime Minister's Nation Addressing Speech..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it..every night..for the perfect sleep..I-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that doesnt put you to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Then you are definitely a corpse...And you are taking revenge 'coz no one cremated you yet!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaniiivaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN..everyone's bored..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Crrazzzy Candy! B-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-5316171879219635138?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/5316171879219635138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=5316171879219635138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/5316171879219635138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/5316171879219635138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/08/independence-day-contest.html' title='Independence Day Contest'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8689667819193836376</id><published>2008-08-04T20:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:18:42.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hahahehehahahehe...!! :))</title><content type='html'>Ok...Here's of those random people who wanna "make me frnd"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To people..who like me..think..being rude is bad..&lt;br /&gt;Either read this for a break...or just don't read any further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how the conversation goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: hi&lt;br /&gt;Shru: u r?&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: u r?&lt;br /&gt;Shru: dont know&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: mohnish&lt;br /&gt;Shru: k..do i know u?&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: u know harshal&lt;br /&gt;Shru: uh...who?&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: k&lt;br /&gt;Shru: where did ya find my ID?&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: so i have added u in past&lt;br /&gt;Shru: im sorry i dont think i know you..&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: we might be not rememberd&lt;br /&gt;Shru: naa..i dont remember you at all...&lt;br /&gt;Shru: sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Shru: and bye!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: y&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: we can start once again a freindship&lt;br /&gt;Shru: im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: bye the way happy freindship day&lt;br /&gt;Shru: i have frenz of my own..!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: so...BYE!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: any ways we can start a new freindshaip&lt;br /&gt;Shru: i dont think so..&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: y&lt;br /&gt;Shru: i have many friends alreay..&lt;br /&gt;Shru: already*&lt;br /&gt;Shru: n I am happy with them...&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: so wat i also have&lt;br /&gt;Shru: i dont want anymore friends...&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: i am happy 2&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: y&lt;br /&gt;Shru: I JUST DONT&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: wats reason&lt;br /&gt;Shru: MY WISH!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: n why the hell do you care?&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: ur wish its kool but u can think so 1time u wiil not in loss&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: i just want ur frdship nothing else&lt;br /&gt;Shru: sorry..but NO!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: r u sure&lt;br /&gt;Shru: yes...Absolutely..!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: please...leave me alone now! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: at least u know my name may iknow urs?&lt;br /&gt;Shru: nope!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: its not fair my frd u should told ur name&lt;br /&gt;Shru: GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: PLEASE!!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: JUST GO!!!|&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: k i wiil go but ur in loss my frd byhaving so many frd and losing a one frd u will feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;Shru: yeah...I'll handle the guilt...dont worry...Please leave!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: r u sure&lt;br /&gt;Shru: YES!! n BYE!&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: no u cant&lt;br /&gt;Shru: what the hell?? &lt;br /&gt;Shru: JUST GO! &lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: y&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: k&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: i wiil leave but may i know ur lovely name&lt;br /&gt;Shru: GO AWAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: name plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ignore*..(i know i should have done that way before..but it was fun snapping at him..! Also i like to marvel at the guts of people who speak wrong English so confidently..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: hi&lt;br /&gt;mohnishsmart: would u like be my frd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WTH!!! x-(*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8689667819193836376?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8689667819193836376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8689667819193836376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8689667819193836376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8689667819193836376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/08/hahahehehahahehe.html' title='Hahahehehahahehe...!! :))'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-4151205107504205558</id><published>2008-08-04T13:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:01:17.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unconcious.../ Faint..</title><content type='html'>Noise...Hustle Bustle..&lt;br /&gt;People..Running around..&lt;br /&gt;I wait alone...&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicated..Isolated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength slowly weakens..&lt;br /&gt;And the noise becomes dim..&lt;br /&gt;And everything begins...&lt;br /&gt;To slowly move away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak to me..&lt;br /&gt;"Keep going..&lt;br /&gt;You aren't so weak!"&lt;br /&gt;Breath..Breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly...&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids descend..&lt;br /&gt;I strive to  keep them up..&lt;br /&gt;A struggle..fruitless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark...Silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of cold water..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Back..&lt;br /&gt;The noise has been turned on again..&lt;br /&gt;And the hustle bustle goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles..All around me now..&lt;br /&gt;Of pity and Concern..&lt;br /&gt;But an Emptiness fills me now..&lt;br /&gt;This is the point of no return..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-4151205107504205558?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/4151205107504205558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=4151205107504205558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4151205107504205558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4151205107504205558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/08/unconcious-faint.html' title='Unconcious.../ Faint..'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-1567361377145040975</id><published>2008-07-30T20:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:21:42.255+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just Terribly Bored!</title><content type='html'>Hello..! Ola..! Sastriyakaal! Namaste..! Salaam..! &lt;br /&gt;See how bored I am?? (:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..ok..lemme tell you about my day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to college..By train...came back by train..(yeah u guessed it..I'm trying to bore you as much as I am!) &lt;br /&gt;On the train..I met..rather saw..the weirdest character today..(not a loony toon character! :| )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya..we all use cellphones..! For talkin...smsing...rich brats..with inbuilt MP3 n all...&lt;br /&gt;But this female I met...She was using her cellphone...to listen to RINGTONES..! :-O&lt;br /&gt;And that too..MONOPHONIC :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime..the ringtone changes..the entire compartment..looks toward..the source of the sound...waiting for someone to answer the call..only to find her...grinning..and calmly holding the phone to her ear..!!...Yup..thats right..! Shes "one in a million" alright! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...another day passes by..unnoticed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same old..irritating akka...eating...irritating akka...eating..sleeping..*zzzz*..did I mention..irritating akka?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..well..I also watched On the Job on MTV...its pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;Except for one thing..&lt;br /&gt;agreeing with &lt;a href=http://www.tanmayology.blogspot.com/&gt; Mr. Tanmay Bhat &lt;/a&gt;..probably the toughest task on "On The Job"..is to decipher..Bani J's Hindi..!#:-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...when I finally got what she was tryin to say..(call me a tube light!) &lt;br /&gt;The show was over :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...after that came asambhav...It has an amazing story line..but the the "line-maaring" is just too slow..:P &lt;br /&gt;I mean you watch the show a week later..and its still stuck..at one damn point!~x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along came the breezy night...and also the keeda of logging on the internet got into me..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am...writing this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...its time to eat..chao! *dissapears into thin air*&lt;br /&gt;*already disappeared...so cant change the spelling* *laughs at own wit..! * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..will ya just shut up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-1567361377145040975?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/1567361377145040975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=1567361377145040975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/1567361377145040975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/1567361377145040975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-terribly-bored.html' title='Just Terribly Bored!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-2015344050085650436</id><published>2008-07-22T14:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:45:53.829+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><title type='text'>Love In Idleness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SHsTAsSkLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/5yFF3BJou8U/s1600-h/LII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SHsTAsSkLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/5yFF3BJou8U/s320/LII.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222789095476178306" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing...Wanting..Hoping..&lt;br /&gt;As he walked towards me..&lt;br /&gt;Unaware..Innocent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams..Fantasy..Wonderment..&lt;br /&gt;As he walks past me..&lt;br /&gt;Unaware..Innocent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? &lt;br /&gt;In my hour of need..&lt;br /&gt;Just this once..be there..&lt;br /&gt;Just this once..for my greed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your nectar..though I shall not drink..&lt;br /&gt;Will quench my thirst...&lt;br /&gt;And forever will I be indebted..&lt;br /&gt;To you..forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it moral?&lt;br /&gt;Is it right?&lt;br /&gt;Will the love be true?&lt;br /&gt;Forever survive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday..The Dian's Bud..&lt;br /&gt;Shall prevail..&lt;br /&gt;And the truth..&lt;br /&gt;Evident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday..Someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Any queries regarding this post are not welcome..!&gt;:P Just get it..or get lost! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-2015344050085650436?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/2015344050085650436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=2015344050085650436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2015344050085650436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2015344050085650436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-in-idleness.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_in_idleness&quot;&gt;Love In Idleness&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SHsTAsSkLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/5yFF3BJou8U/s72-c/LII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-6745180252736288187</id><published>2008-07-16T13:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:40:23.915+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged..</title><content type='html'>Thanks Akka for finally and unknowingly tagging me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things About Me that few or none know are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hardly chew my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. While halving a number mentally..instead of dividing by two..I multiply by 5 and divide by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I cannot remember faces from photographs. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my sister too much :^O (Yes believe me Akka! I do..!) :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My secret wish is to punch someone real hard, someday. :-$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I keep quiet when I am very happy or very sad.:-&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I sing in the bathroom..pretending to be a popstar or something! B-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I like it when I get appreciation for something I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I skipped 8 so I can write many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I am extremely self obsessed (if that wasn' t obvious! :| )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am always right :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love chococake!! :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag aadi...and whoever reads this...and has a blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-6745180252736288187?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/6745180252736288187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=6745180252736288187' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6745180252736288187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6745180252736288187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged..'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-3640521219646049641</id><published>2008-07-16T12:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:40:09.314+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><title type='text'>No More...</title><content type='html'>No more can I confess my lies,&lt;br /&gt;No more can I show off I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'m wise&lt;br /&gt;No more can my temper rise,&lt;br /&gt;No more can I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more can I live the day through,&lt;br /&gt;Yes its true. Oh... I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more will our destinies collide,&lt;br /&gt;No more for me will you decide.&lt;br /&gt;No more will you advocate my case,&lt;br /&gt;No more will I see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more can I live the day through,&lt;br /&gt;Yes its true. Oh... I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more will you hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;No more by me will you stand.&lt;br /&gt;No more kisses on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;No more support when I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more can I live the day through,&lt;br /&gt;Yes its true. Oh... I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-3640521219646049641?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/3640521219646049641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=3640521219646049641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3640521219646049641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3640521219646049641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-more.html' title='No More...'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-7428957691294870617</id><published>2008-06-26T00:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:21:58.507+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>1st May blog post...Should have been...</title><content type='html'>A brand new day..(read: One day lesser to go to CET)....&lt;br /&gt;World Labour Day...*wondering what would happen if the entire world stopped workin at once*&lt;br /&gt;hmm...*abruptly erases thought cloud to dust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...I was really happy...Was my friend's brother's engagement...(I know huge day! :P)&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly it was my reunion with my dear school friends...!(now thats more like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening dawned...another day wasted *yawn*...&lt;br /&gt;I was getting dressed(read: wearing clothes...combing hair..thats it!) for the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left home in a hurry...'coz as usual..(and upholding family traditions...I was late...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited at the bus-stop...yah people still use buses in this part of mumbai! *hates rich loosers*&lt;br /&gt;A man walks past me...lookin at me all the while...as he went ahead of me...he kept lookin at me..&lt;br /&gt;My temperature rose...(upholding family tradition again..) I felt like goin an askin him.."have a problem with your neck...?wait I'll fix it! "..and then give him the rear naked choke!! ...&lt;br /&gt;but life is such...I just waited there...tried to ignore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bus arrived...! Happily I boarded...Only to see many other eyes glaring at me..(what?! had I kept my tongue out and forgotten to put it in?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Too furious to write any further*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-7428957691294870617?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/7428957691294870617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=7428957691294870617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7428957691294870617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7428957691294870617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-may-blog-postshould-have-been.html' title='1st May blog post...Should have been...'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8716620069324001343</id><published>2008-06-26T00:04:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:22:38.518+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Mis-Konnection!</title><content type='html'>Ok...So I have had nothing to write...So I have lost my touch..In writing crap...!..So I am beginning every sentence with "so"...;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO..with all inspiration from Himesh Reshamiya (King Of Crap..for all you duh heads!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...I was  walkin' down the road...(yah..i can't fly so what?/:) )  and a song comes into my head..."Peeche duniya main aage...Mere soye armaan  jaage..."...and a certain catchy chorus..which i couldn't recollect the lyrics of...&lt;br /&gt;So..I head straight home..deciding to find out the lyrics for myself..(crazy curious nut i am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home...logged on the net...typed into google..(hey don't get mad..I skipped opening the door..drinking water..takin my shoes off...switchin on the laptop...waiting for it to boot..etc..etc..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sooner i press enter...I thousand queries I see for the same lyrics..I click the link hoping to see an answer...but i wish I hadn't....&lt;br /&gt;What was open before me...were the most KONNECTION-less (read:silly, meaningless, "pappi"-ish) lyrics ever...even worse than "dil dance maare re..!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus lyrics of KK's title song goes somethin like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"its higher pappi hi pappi&lt;br /&gt;higher pappi hi pappi&lt;br /&gt;higher pappi hi pappi&lt;br /&gt;let me take u higher!!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know! :-O WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously you guys...can't you make one dance number with decent lyrics..!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First "pappu can't dance" n all....and now this...&lt;br /&gt;It has great beats n rhythm I agree...But when I want to sing it...uh..well...erm..It stinks..BIG time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. This blog post is only to vent out my frustration due to lack of dance numbers with decent lyrics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8716620069324001343?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8716620069324001343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8716620069324001343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8716620069324001343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8716620069324001343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/06/mis-konnection.html' title='Mis-Konnection!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-4901259996991092475</id><published>2008-06-26T00:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:21:58.507+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Aussie Aussie Aussie....</title><content type='html'>Oye Oye Oye..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For happy times' sake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-4901259996991092475?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/4901259996991092475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=4901259996991092475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4901259996991092475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4901259996991092475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/06/aussie-aussie-aussie.html' title='Aussie Aussie Aussie....'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-6821470130776020065</id><published>2008-05-24T01:57:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:21:58.508+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Sleepily Awake?</title><content type='html'>No....The title is not a bad attempt at a paradox....Its just that I couldn't think of a better title for this post...Here I narrate one of the most hilarious  2.30 am incidents I have experienced...All thanks to my darling cousin Shridhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30 am..Abhishek (another cousin) and I were chatting...(What??! Were you expecting us to study in our vacations?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busy talking our usual crap....And suddenly..Shridhar...the first one to have dozed off that night...wakes up with a start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't shocked...It happens all the time...We thought he wanted to go to the washroom...As he headed straight toward us...and the washroom was right behind us...He walked toward us in such a crooked fashion in which even a drunkard could be beaten...He was completely off balance and had to hold the platform to gain balance...He came toward us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; (pointing at the room where my granny was sleepin and where the washroom was too..)&lt;br /&gt;             Siddhu you want to use the washroom ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar :&lt;/span&gt; (eyes wide open...no blinking) ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abhishek:&lt;/span&gt; (pointing to the room too...) Arrey...wanna use the washroom kya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar:&lt;/span&gt; (Smiles) Mujhe pata hai tum log kya bol rahe ho...(Translation: I know what you guys are talking about)....(opens the door of the room...The room is pitch dark...peeks inside...looks for 10 seconds...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; (Laughing my guts out) haha...Sorry..Siddhu what are you doin...? Why did you get up? haha...sorry...Wanna drink water? (pointed at the water pot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar:&lt;/span&gt; (walks toward the water pot...doesnt touch it...looks down...makes a complete turn and comes back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; (I laughed so much...my stomach hurt...! ) to abu-- Do you think he is sleep walkin..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abu: &lt;/span&gt;(shocked yet smiling...) Maybe...lets check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar:&lt;/span&gt; (Took a seat next to abu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...sorry i am laughing so much...but why did u wake up...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar&lt;/span&gt;: (casually expressionless) Aise Hi...(translation: just like that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt; (putting his hand out...showing two fingers...) How many are these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar: &lt;/span&gt;(was figiting with the spectacles laid on the table...does not answer...puts out his hand and shows two! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; :-O&lt;br /&gt;           to abu-- I guess he is awake...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt; God Knows..(joining me in laughing out loud...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shruti:&lt;/span&gt; Siddhu go sleep have to wake up early tomorrow for the trek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar:&lt;/span&gt; (Gets up to go and sleep...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt:&lt;/span&gt; Shridhar ??! Why did you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shridhar:&lt;/span&gt; ---- (dozes off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed like hell...and If you had seen him that night...You would have been laughin too...And the best part is he doesnt remember a thing....All he remembers is figiting with the spectacles...and he thought that too was a dream :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I didnt take a video :(&lt;br /&gt;It would have had maximum number of hits on GleeTUBE...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))  Still laughing over it...catch ya later...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-6821470130776020065?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/6821470130776020065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=6821470130776020065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6821470130776020065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6821470130776020065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleepily-awake.html' title='Sleepily Awake?'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-6863736542884433604</id><published>2008-05-22T00:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:41:10.778+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>On Top Of The World</title><content type='html'>Well....yah...I am Bathophbic...na not afraid of baths re...VERY afraid of depths...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i look down from the top of my 8 floor building...I feel like I am goin down now!&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously I am safe so far...! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had been to Nashik..( Akka enjoyed her freedom)&lt;br /&gt;We did loads of things there...(for further details contact:  "me"  personally ;)) )&lt;br /&gt;One of them being...scaling...Pandavlene..(lene = Caves) ....But its a huge hill...trust me on this..(like you have an option)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to the point...(which I keep missing!)  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early morning when we left home for the trek...( ok..not so early...we are all lazy!! )&lt;br /&gt;All fired up (read: damn sleepy :P )...Until the caves...There are 180...no...190...no..200...uh..whatever number of steps...but we took the trek route...and were there pretty soon...&lt;br /&gt;After the caves to the top...there are no steps...Just plain rocks..! (here I do not mean that "just plain" rocks...I mean there were only rocks...rocks is a noun not a verb here...:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part here being right after the caves there is this huge rock we have to climb...with very little support...one grip lost equals one life lost...somehow...I convinced myself not to look down...and made it quite easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the trip to the top was quite tiring...and I might as well say boring for people unlike me...&lt;br /&gt;For me every step up was a new challenge..a new adventure...&lt;br /&gt;I made it to the top...and guess what...I was the one to reach first...(Credits : I had to pester my monkey cousin Gaurang to lemme go first...coz' on his own he can go up and down the pandavlene in half an hour...Thanks Gondu :-*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top...It was amazing...Like all the fear had been sucked out of me...I had been here before...but this time was different...This time..I had done it all on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was cool and fresh...the entire city of Nashik...in its perfect miniature form...People below...And eagles hovering above....And the best scenery eva'! I also clicked some pics...(CRITICISM NOT WELCOME!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SDcoBHPV_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/LlDePF5AqGo/s1600-h/OTOTW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SDcoBHPV_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/LlDePF5AqGo/s320/OTOTW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203671894038281714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SDczlHPV_gI/AAAAAAAAACc/6L0f099s-qg/s1600-h/Pandu+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SDczlHPV_gI/AAAAAAAAACc/6L0f099s-qg/s320/Pandu+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203684607141477890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you guys...Up there I felt like a kid! Like everything is bright and sunny...No results tension...No admission tension...I forgot all my troubles....I felt like I had a new life...A better life...(bored you enough! I know.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like living there forever! (Akka even wanted me to do that..! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back...I felt so happy...so energized..so fresh....&lt;br /&gt;It was one experience I can  never forget...so it comes up on my blog...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later then...C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-6863736542884433604?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/6863736542884433604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=6863736542884433604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6863736542884433604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6863736542884433604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-top-of-world.html' title='On Top Of The World'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SDcoBHPV_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/LlDePF5AqGo/s72-c/OTOTW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-3400334411280854443</id><published>2008-05-04T15:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:01.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><title type='text'>I'll Be There...</title><content type='html'>Got all senti-MENTAL so wrote it down..&lt;br /&gt;To All The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wonderful&lt;/span&gt; People In My Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When all world's lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And life seems unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When truth really hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the lies impair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hear not another word coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the love is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there is complete dispair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll give you my hand..trust me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When tough times come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And things go beyond repair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll start over together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When trouble seems to mount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you tear your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll not let you go bald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter when or where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just think of me..once..and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there forever dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wont let you ever fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shall not let you shed a tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you need me I'll always be near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the world thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do not care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I promise is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Shruti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-3400334411280854443?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/3400334411280854443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=3400334411280854443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3400334411280854443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/3400334411280854443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/05/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll Be There...'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-2053069524506523166</id><published>2008-04-29T00:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Come Waste Your Time... All Over Again...</title><content type='html'>As I go to a beautiful (not even close) school in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vashi&lt;/span&gt; to write an exam that I care(hardly) about...&lt;br /&gt;I am visited by the memories from school..from college....(yah..! I ACCEPT!  the sick dusty board and scarcity of air was making me hallucinate)&lt;br /&gt;SO...when I got over it...and finally came to my senses....I had a look around..It was the same old story...the story that I would..today...like to share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go...for Educational (supposedly) purposes...you are certain to find a particular set of people...each true to their type...&lt;br /&gt;Lemme enlighten you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The Snob:[-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name suggests he has the best brains, best hair, best looks, best clothes..blah...blah...according to him...&lt;br /&gt;And he is WRONG...He enters the class..pulls out a chair..misses...THUD!!...and believes everyone has forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Know-It-All:#:-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the category in which people who don't know me would put me..(and people who know me wanna put me  in JAIL! and people who know me really well..wanna THROW me into the  MENTAL ASYLUM) :P&lt;br /&gt;This category..especially has a really strong arm...&lt;br /&gt;I mean...to put it up...for every damn question asked! #:-S&lt;br /&gt;They can be easily recognised by the crowd around them during the exams..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Illiterate&lt;/span&gt;::(&lt;br /&gt;This category is completely the opposite of the Know-It-All...&lt;br /&gt;He often makes us wonder.."God! How did he even get this far!"..&lt;br /&gt;Still don't get it...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arrey&lt;/span&gt; it is the guy who hides under the bench &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; a question is asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The babe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya..the one on you just pictured...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the one I'm talking about :P *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;applauds&lt;/span&gt; at her own wit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The Wannabe:;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This category really pisses me off...Either you be or don't be....Don't hang around in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;This is the girl who wears red lipstick with a blue eyeshadow and yellow clothes...for the guys who don't get it...Its someone you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; hardly noticed..!&lt;br /&gt;Among the guys...its those guys..who wear sweat bands in winter, sunglasses in the class...n yeah..dare to bare and make everyone stare...yah..you must know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. The Jester:&lt;:-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the really cool people in the class...They make classes worth attending...&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to explain them...They are just our favourites!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. The Supposedly Cool/Hot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya..these are the ones who get all the hot girls in the class...and also get the lowest marks!! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;This also includes the "my-short-tee-covers-up-for-my-tiny-brain" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;- broke-so-I-wear-rags"  girls..*applauds at her own wit again*&lt;br /&gt;They are the piss off kings and queens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. The Bookworm: :-B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This includes the selfish, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TEXT book&lt;/span&gt; loving, fun hating, "no-time-to-waste" people...Its like the funny bone was forcefully extracted from their bodies or something! Never seen them? Try attending a class and look at the first bench..You can hardly catch them anywhere else..They fight for 0.000000001 mark that the teacher should have given! They wont ask you for help...nor will they help you...and if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; score better than them..then don't worry...its they who are gonna slog harder...relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. The Nervous Wreck: :-SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This category people have a strange affinity for the three Ts -- tension&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;trouble and tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; an exam comes up..they become insomniac and insane as well...A single tiny unit test seems to them a huge threat to their dream of becoming something BIG :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. The Sleeping Beauty: I-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the guy who neither catches the last nor the first bench...He prefers the middle benches..that give him enough padding to hide himself...and have a nice long nap..He prefers to sleep in class...and cause no botheration to the teachers. *wonders what he does at night*..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe at night he has to device an evil plan to conquer the world..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. The Newspaper: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you want the entire world to know in minutes...A news? A rumour? Why waste time in ads...Use the official class newspaper...She can  spread news at the speed of light....TRUST ME!&lt;br /&gt;Words don't leave your mouth and the second girl  sitting on the third row in the fifth classroom to your right knows about it....! Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. The General Public:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;toh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;apun&lt;/span&gt; log...&lt;br /&gt;These are the huge masses who have loads of time to waste...and a LITTLE time to study( this line dedicated to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;akka&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;They are those who have fun, fight, laugh, cry...bole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;toh&lt;/span&gt;...live!&lt;br /&gt;They are also the category..who put other people into categories..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...I really have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; better to do...."BETTER" I said...so exclude STUDY...&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are terribly bored...you might as well take a shower...!&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch you later *devilish laugh*&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-2053069524506523166?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/2053069524506523166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=2053069524506523166' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2053069524506523166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2053069524506523166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-waste-your-time-all-over-again.html' title='Come Waste Your Time... All Over Again...'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-932897584649461750</id><published>2008-04-17T14:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Shruti for Joey</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think I am well suited to play Joey in F.R.I.E.N.D.S.&lt;br /&gt;Heres why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random Conversations with Shruti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Di:Hey Shantu..Nice haircut...&lt;br /&gt;Akka: Well thanks..its a drastic change na?&lt;br /&gt;Di: Ya even a two year old could tell you had a haircut..&lt;br /&gt;Shru: Hey di!&lt;br /&gt;Di: Hey shru..your akka has a great haircut na?&lt;br /&gt;Shru: hahaha...you're kidding...serious?&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akka: Shru come for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Shru: May I have the pastry you kept for the baby?&lt;br /&gt;Akka:Shru grow up..don't act like a kid...how can you even think like that?!!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: So...may I have the pastry?&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sk: Hey shru welcome to my restaurant..! It cost me a crore rupees to buy this place!&lt;br /&gt;Shru: cool! its fantastic! who owns this place?&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shru hiding behind the door..&lt;br /&gt;Akka: Shru i know you're here...&lt;br /&gt;Shru: No im not!&lt;br /&gt;Akka: So who is this? (pulling open the door)&lt;br /&gt;Shru: (lousy at lying) Its a mirror! Its you!&lt;br /&gt;(BUSTED!)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some facts about her:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Empties the house of all the food and blames the fridge for having eaten it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Works only when praised.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok..fine..never works&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eats all through the day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If not eating..talking gibberish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurts herself with cotton (Don't ask me how!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is the typical "tubelight" for every joke..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The only thing missing is that Im not a soap opera star!:( :((&lt;br /&gt;Please please...I'll even act in Kyonki chaas bhi kabhi dahi thi...&lt;br /&gt;Please [-o&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-932897584649461750?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/932897584649461750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=932897584649461750' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/932897584649461750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/932897584649461750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/04/shruti-for-joey.html' title='Shruti for Joey'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-4777348184477634501</id><published>2008-04-17T13:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>IIT- JEE (Joint Electrocution &amp; Execution)</title><content type='html'>3.2 lac people all over the country appeared for IIT JEE this year...and they say they don't know how many "Krazzy People" in the country..?&lt;br /&gt;So what if it is one of the toughest exams in the country..Everyone has to try their luck..! I can guarantee that only 5% of the total crowd gave the exam seriously and guess what?...All of them get selected..!&lt;br /&gt; The rest just like adventure...Their adrenaline rushes up while entering the torture chamber..facing question they can NEVER answer :-SS..and swear at non living things like - the questions, the god damn options...and their pencils ..(why did you accompany me?..Don't laugh at me!! X( )&lt;br /&gt; Also summer being such a beautiful season to write an exam..we not only sent our answers..but also huge amounts of sweat...#:-S&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side...they could decide if the person is genuine by conducting a DNA test on the cells or something...:-B&lt;br /&gt; But what I really liked was the variety in the expressions on the faces of the students..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah India does have DIVERSITY...*applause* =D&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I could see students frantically biting off their nails :-SS...people completely puzzled @-)...some actually understanding the questions and solving and smiling..*add swear here* (How i hate them!) I also saw a few sleeping and drooling over their paper I-) *wonders what they were dreaming about * Why don't they let mobile phones in at all the wrong places...? this was worth capturing..! * Grins showing off her B-) new mobile phone with camera  :P *&lt;br /&gt;Also there was me..observing  everyone...I was very CONFIDENT that i knew nothing! :P&lt;br /&gt; I had such a wonderful time sitting in the convocation hall at IIT Bombay..*resents their attitude problem to change Bombay to Mumbai *&lt;br /&gt; I had so much time that I even imagined getting my degree...*glimmering eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it..!&lt;br /&gt;One request...Don't tell my mom...*pleads making a puppy face *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-4777348184477634501?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/4777348184477634501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=4777348184477634501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4777348184477634501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/4777348184477634501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/04/iit-jee-joint-electrocution-execution.html' title='IIT- JEE (Joint Electrocution &amp; Execution)'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-2791832967214285966</id><published>2008-04-16T12:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.849+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>What-A-Phony Tuesday ?</title><content type='html'>All "Other" telecom customers must think that the What-A-Phony telecom customers get lucky on tuesdays. I mean free movie tickets! Who doesn't want them!??! :|&lt;br /&gt;But little do they know 'bout the inside story. Heres a sneak peek..&lt;br /&gt;First we generate a movie coupon on our mobile phones that charges Rs. 3..But thats like hardly anything as compared to a free movie ticket!&lt;br /&gt;So we happily leave our homes, drive to the cinema hall only to find complete chaos at the ticket counter. We look at the ticket rates and whoa! The ticket rates are soaring high not only for the weekends but for TUESDAY too..!:-O&lt;br /&gt;So we say "what the heck..its just like 30 bucks more!" In India 50% discount is a BIG DEAL! If you buy a piece of cloth (useless...mind you!) for a 100 rupees which was priced at  200 rupees you say "hey! good bargain"&lt;br /&gt;We notice some people yelling on top of their voices, really busy pressing buttons on their cellphones and people inquiring "yeh nahi chalega kya? " with retard expressions.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....It does sound like a "business" market...but lo and behold..! It is the coupon counter...where they convert your mobile generated coupon to a print coupon..(and you're sayin India is advancing technologically?)&lt;br /&gt;We joined in a queue only to see that a few people were cheating their way in....(REMINDER: We are STILL in INDIA)&lt;br /&gt;We waited and waited..&lt;br /&gt;Hell i even read all those posters and disclaimers put on the walls. I actually thought those were wall-art used to make the place look attractive :P Did you know children below the age of 2 don't need a ticket :-O&lt;br /&gt;So we waited and waited...cutting it short (waited)^1854 (thats just my lucky number!) (:|&lt;br /&gt;As we were sweating it out (quite literally) standing in the queue...those people at the counter were enjoying conditioned air..which i secretly hoped was poisoned like in all those detective soaps and all..&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got our coupon...! And theres another huge line for the ticket and we follow the procedure aforementioned...&lt;br /&gt;When we get into the theatre to watch the movie #:-S and just begin to think 'its gonna be worth it'..Somebody makes a stupid movie like Kakiji 4 or U Me and Tumtum! and make us regret out decision...&lt;br /&gt;And guys if you think you at least saved some bucks! Lemme tell ya...&lt;br /&gt;If "Time is Money"&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all...&lt;br /&gt;"YOU'RE BROKE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-2791832967214285966?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/2791832967214285966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=2791832967214285966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2791832967214285966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2791832967214285966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-phony-tuesday.html' title='What-A-Phony Tuesday ?'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-7805131975177469652</id><published>2008-04-08T10:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:01.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><title type='text'>Hope @ Heart</title><content type='html'>All world is my enemy&lt;br /&gt;'I' am my biggest foe&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere have I been so far&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere can I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wings have been cut&lt;br /&gt;And my strengths all shattered&lt;br /&gt;My companions betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;Power is all that mattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I look around me&lt;br /&gt;Frowns are all I see&lt;br /&gt;I look for a reason&lt;br /&gt;A reason for me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me..!! Why dont you?&lt;br /&gt;Have I anything left?&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to give or to take&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I gave or kept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is now scarred&lt;br /&gt;My Mind is ever worried&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are now scared&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside buried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in this flood&lt;br /&gt;Of pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;All i have is a heart with Hope&lt;br /&gt;A Hope of a better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-7805131975177469652?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/7805131975177469652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=7805131975177469652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7805131975177469652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/7805131975177469652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/04/hope-heart.html' title='Hope @ Heart'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-2548483528199394812</id><published>2008-03-12T20:02:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.849+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>A Lesson Learnt!</title><content type='html'>heya people....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....My boards are FINALLY over..!!&lt;br /&gt;and I am BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's something i learnt in the past or better put the most horrible 13 days of my life....(and i thought 10th grade was the end of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you have nothing to do or are wasting time doing useless and worthless things...(like you are now)...well...think again...! (i know it sounds like some cheap commercial..but i couldnt think of anything else...c'mon it takes time to recuperate from the ISOBES or Im-Sick-Of-Board-Exams Syndrome)...&lt;br /&gt;SO where was I....well yah..When you're happy and ga...uhh...just happy...remember there will be days...which are completely opposite....&lt;br /&gt;Remember the term "NATURAL COMPENSATION"...yah the same one you read in the newspaper and fondly chose to overlook the article...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its stands true now that i look back at my past...or rather the past i remember..(this line dedicated to people who curse me for my forgetfulness or as they call it "bullakkhadgiri")...&lt;br /&gt;As I go back a few (im never precise) months...i see myself...watchin every other show on TV...with nothin to do..or rather not doing the things i should have...(like studying..phhww..who does that?? ) I was very happy...had loads of time...!!!But days passed by..(never ever precise...actually thats the suspense :D)&lt;br /&gt;And the "Dreaded" or simply put board exams came closer...i started..well was still wasting time...and more days passed by...and then came the BOARD EXAM...I had no time...and the entire protion to study....!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bhwwaaah!!!! It still gives me shudders to think of it..! Even a breath without putting something into my head was a BIG CRIME!!..Day in day day out...STUDY STUDY STUDY..(thats the synonym for HELL HELL HELL!!)&lt;br /&gt;And I missed my Good ol' days...and you would often hear me saying..."Tabhi thoda toh padha hota toh!! " And there is stuck me!!&lt;br /&gt;When I wasted my time doing nothing and being happy....nature planned the worst kinda days for me...&lt;br /&gt;SO..now I have decided that in a day I will do something that i do not want to do but should do so that I dont have to do all those things together at the same time...!!&lt;br /&gt;And NOW....that  I have bugged you enough and that you are still reading this post....means that you have learnt nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;But lemme warn you...*silence*...&lt;br /&gt;' DARKER DAYS LIE AHEAD' ...*strange piano music*..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-2548483528199394812?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/2548483528199394812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=2548483528199394812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2548483528199394812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/2548483528199394812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/03/lesson-learnt.html' title='A Lesson Learnt!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-6442809361248389251</id><published>2008-01-16T13:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.849+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Who's to blame?</title><content type='html'>hey everyone....&lt;br /&gt;ok i know everyone includes those infinitesmally small number of people who i force to read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;comming to the point...&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes people dont speak loud enough and we say "Excuse ME..." or "Pardon ME..."&lt;br /&gt;Well what the hell was my fault...? Why do we have to apologise coz the person in front cant speak loudly...Why should I be excused or pardoned?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we just say "Hey! Thats not loud enough!" or  "Nope..Speak louder" ?&lt;br /&gt;Apologising for someone else's mistake is Good Manners?&lt;br /&gt;Its like someone kills your spouse...and you say.." oops..! My Bad! "&lt;br /&gt;Riddiculous isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Think 'bout it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-6442809361248389251?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/6442809361248389251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=6442809361248389251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6442809361248389251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/6442809361248389251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/01/whos-to-blame.html' title='Who&apos;s to blame?'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8904870073776715941</id><published>2008-01-11T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.850+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Ma-err-athi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/R4b-IqiRQ_I/AAAAAAAAABM/hNKZL0cd_eQ/s1600-h/ma-err-arthi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/R4b-IqiRQ_I/AAAAAAAAABM/hNKZL0cd_eQ/s320/ma-err-arthi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154086248382546930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!! You're not dyslexic..!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sure you could read it (im speaking to devnagari literates)&lt;br /&gt;But the way and the pace at which you read it....Well thats the way someone i know speaks marathi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how could the question "Who is it?" arise in your head...as from my previous posts you should have a general idea of who i LOVE making fun of :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spill the suspense...Its my "sister"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i don't know why...but suddenly...my sis came to me and said she wants to speak marathi fluently..&lt;br /&gt;I said..(after laughing my guts out!) "yah, give it a shot!"&lt;br /&gt;after all who doesn't want some "more" humor in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started our so-called "Marathi Chat" (oh...even thinking about it gets me rolling on the floor laughing)&lt;br /&gt;hmm...heres how the converstation goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Hey &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aamhi marathi madhye...&lt;/span&gt;oops&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...marathi-uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Marathit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Marathit bolu ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Hmm..bol kay bolaych ahe tula?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Kahi nahi ga..&lt;/span&gt;Actually&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mala marathi bol..uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Bolayala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;ya..bolayala shikaych ahe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Asa achanak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Arrey, tase khoop &lt;/span&gt;reasons&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ahe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reasons&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?? karana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Ho...Khoop Karana ahe..kay ahe naa..mala marathi vachayala yeta...samajayala yeta...pan &lt;/span&gt;fluently&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bolaayla yet nahi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;Hmm....mag atta ka shikaych ahe tula? Tula marathi bolnyachi kay garaj ahe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Asach(&lt;/span&gt;thats konkani-marthi word for the marathi word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sahaj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Mala &lt;/span&gt;basically &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marathi barobar bolaych ahe...&lt;br /&gt;(oh you can talk to languages too?? :O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;oh mhanje mulat tula marathi neet  bolaych ahe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka:&lt;/span&gt;Ho..tech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the converstation went on...for about 10 mins after which i couldnt stand her stammer...and left the room...not coz i was angry or frustrated...but to tell everyone about this amazing chat...&lt;br /&gt;You might not find it funny enough but if you were in my shoes you would have laughed until your stomach n cheeks hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...now i gotta go...after posting this one...&lt;br /&gt;i've to publish it in the news paper :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later people....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8904870073776715941?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8904870073776715941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8904870073776715941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8904870073776715941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8904870073776715941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2008/01/ma-err-athi.html' title='Ma-err-athi?'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1508WKLWqw/R4b-IqiRQ_I/AAAAAAAAABM/hNKZL0cd_eQ/s72-c/ma-err-arthi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-872449877151301228</id><published>2007-12-27T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:01.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Other Side'/><title type='text'>Dont Read It!</title><content type='html'>well....hello...again...(oh! u have loads of patience!)&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;let me start straight away...&lt;br /&gt;how many of u feel that you love your partner more than he/she does?&lt;br /&gt;or do you feel the other person is overdoing it...?&lt;br /&gt;well...here is your answer (well ofcourse according to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in every relationship....&lt;br /&gt;there is a partner who loves more and the other who loves less...&lt;br /&gt;the partner who loves more takes control of the relationship and the other...well...loves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to see from both angles....&lt;br /&gt;the person who loves less gets control of the relationship but misses out on that happiness and joy of love...&lt;br /&gt;the person who loves more gets this happiness...but with it comes all the sorrow...you should know what i mean...afterall the other person loves you less!!! (duh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you win some you loose some....all comes down to a CYPHER!&lt;br /&gt;thats the rule of LOVE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as the relationship progresses...sometimes...the person who loves less gradually starts loving more...and who loves more...well....his/her love...you know.....recedes with the tears....&lt;br /&gt;now the time when they are at equilibrium are our happiest moments....&lt;br /&gt;and when its reversed thats when comes the  "break-up" time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now no matter how much you love your partner..you cannot change this truth...&lt;br /&gt;its the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;so ask not for freedom from this bond or you will have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all those people who read this patiently "thank you very much..your comments are welcome!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all those people who read it and didnt like it...or completely disagree with it...or are bored to death..."the title of the post was just meant for you" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-872449877151301228?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/872449877151301228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=872449877151301228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/872449877151301228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/872449877151301228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-read-it.html' title='Dont Read It!'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8737200853972948336</id><published>2007-12-06T02:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:47:50.850+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>Poem Worthwhile :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well my sis turned 23 yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to do something special for her...&lt;br /&gt;But I cant really be too nice to her...&lt;br /&gt;So with the help of my poorly used brain and my extremely rubbish rhyming...&lt;br /&gt;I came up with this...a Poem Specially for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akka, My Dearest,&lt;br /&gt;You're the best in the world..&lt;br /&gt;You Straighten me up,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm twisted and curled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my angel&lt;br /&gt;To guide me in life..&lt;br /&gt;You're a great sister&lt;br /&gt;(And You'll soon be a wife :P)&lt;br /&gt;And a true friend in strife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so happy,&lt;br /&gt;You're always there for me..&lt;br /&gt;We'll do great things together,&lt;br /&gt;The world will wait and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And are so, much more at heart..&lt;br /&gt;(when I see you in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I wake up with a start :P)&lt;br /&gt;I hope we will be together always&lt;br /&gt;And life may never pull us apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my role model,&lt;br /&gt;And the best sis too..&lt;br /&gt;(I wont copy you,&lt;br /&gt;I have better things to do :P)&lt;br /&gt;You've taught me well,&lt;br /&gt;To be gentle, nice and true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Akka,&lt;br /&gt;For all that you have done&lt;br /&gt;Being with you..&lt;br /&gt;Is just so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : "Akka" is what i call my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8737200853972948336?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8737200853972948336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4736536453678453094&amp;postID=8737200853972948336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8737200853972948336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736536453678453094/posts/default/8737200853972948336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/2007/12/poem-worthwhile-p.html' title='Poem Worthwhile :P'/><author><name>Crazy Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06416333736971905453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u1508WKLWqw/SAiAgwWj-CI/AAAAAAAAABo/xnIXCubvP-w/S220/Cranky+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736536453678453094.post-8047028773599203199</id><published>2007-12-06T02:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:35:07.901+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Chatter'/><title type='text'>A Peep Into My Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I danced in the rain ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  toiled under the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But now I am Blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz this is much more FUN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....Here Goes....&lt;br /&gt;Well Hello Everyone..This Is SHRUTI..&lt;br /&gt;I am  a Crazy girl...who does'nt use her brain too much....&lt;br /&gt;which gets people to suspect if i have one..(i know my sis is nodding)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me there is a very deep meaning to life...so deep that since i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BATHOPHOBIC&lt;/span&gt;.....i cant dare to find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love reading...(ok mom i will read my text book...!!)&lt;br /&gt;The Potter Series may not have appealed to everyone...but they triggered my Imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My choice of Music is extreemely varied...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre no bars&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a VERY TALKATIVE person...(i just can't keep my mouth shut!!!)&lt;br /&gt;So keep your cotton plugs handy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....just a lil' more 'bout my family...&lt;br /&gt;My family is my pillar of Strength...They've always Been there for me...&lt;br /&gt;My papa...(Currently workin' for a Bank)&lt;br /&gt;My ma..(retired..from a bank..now at home..Full time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sis...6 years Older(not mentally)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;done her MBA...now workin...dont ask me where...&lt;br /&gt;hey if  you  are so interested go visit her  BLOG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...there are a lot of other things i would love to share...wait for my posts...&lt;br /&gt;(ok...i know i bored u enough...but do drop by once a while..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;Shruti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736536453678453094-8047028773599203199?l=wditma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wditma.blogspot.com/feeds/8047028773599203199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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