<?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-33108766</id><updated>2012-02-10T15:55:33.190-08:00</updated><category term='time pass'/><category term='tag'/><category term='reality'/><category term='poem'/><category term='friend'/><category term='girls'/><category term='love'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Survival of the Smartest</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog to speak about various topics like Girls, Women, Ladies and so on....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-5643532587282520370</id><published>2010-12-01T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:54:43.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>வா டி என் Angelina Jolie !!!</title><content type='html'>நீ என் எல்லாம் டி செல்லம் உன்னை பத்தி எழுதலனா எப்படி&lt;br /&gt;என சொல்லிட்டு எழுத உக்காந்தேன் ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஒன்னும் தோணல மனசுல, எல்லாமே இப்போ நீ தான்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தூய தமிழில் எழுத வேண்டும் என்று நினைத்தால், அது கவிதை போல இருக்கலாம்,&lt;br /&gt;அனால், அது என் எண்ணமாக இருக்க வாய்ப்பு குறைவு.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;local தமிழில் எழுதினா அது கவிதைய இருக்க வைப்பு குறைவு,&lt;br /&gt;என்ன பன்லாம்னு யோசிச்சுட்டே இருக்கேன், இன்னும் ஒண்ணும் தோணல எனக்கு...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இரு நாட்கள் உன்னுடன் இருந்த நினைவு துரத்துகின்றது,&lt;br /&gt;இரு துருவத்தில் இருக்கும்  நிஜம் உறுத்துகின்றது.&lt;br /&gt;இரு ஆண்டுகள் பிரிந்தே இருக்க வேண்டும், வருத்துகின்றது,&lt;br /&gt;இரு குடும்பங்கள் நினைவு, romace ஐ நிறுத்துகின்றது :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இப்படி எதுகை, மோனை யா எழுத எனக்கும் ஆசை&lt;br /&gt;என்ன பண்றது, நம்ம எழுதினா, ரொம்ப comica இருக்கு :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கும் emotions இருக்குனு உணர்தினது நீ&lt;br /&gt;ஆண்களின் தலையணையும் நனையும் என்ற உண்மை புரிய வைத்தது  நீ&lt;br /&gt;உன்னை பிரிந்த இந்நாட்களில் பசலை படர்ந்ததடி எனக்கு :P&lt;br /&gt;இரவுகளில் அவ்வப்போது பிடிக்குதடி உன் கிறுக்கு :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;உன்னுடன் நான் இருந்த ஒவ்வொரு மணித் துளியும்,&lt;br /&gt;மரணப் படுக்கையிலும், மறக்காது கண்மணியே !!&lt;br /&gt;அய்யயோ, இது வேற யாரோ பெரிய ஆளு சொன்னது...&lt;br /&gt;உன்னடன் இருந்த ஒவ்வொரு மணித் துளியும், சத்தியமா மறந்து போச்சு டி,&lt;br /&gt;So, எனக்கு நெனவுல இருக்கற மாறி, இன்னும் சில வருடத் துளிகள் வேணும் உன்னுடன் !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my life...&lt;br /&gt;அப்டின்னு பொய்லாம் சொல்ல மாட்டேன்.&lt;br /&gt;நான் தான் என் life, ஆனா , நி தான் டி என் wife !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-5643532587282520370?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5643532587282520370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=5643532587282520370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5643532587282520370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5643532587282520370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2010/12/angelina-jolie.html' title='வா டி என் Angelina Jolie !!!'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-514034198153415717</id><published>2010-08-24T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T14:52:29.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avani Avittam at America</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i posted in the blog i guess. I wrote something from the airport of Abu Dhabi though :P This blog post is about my experience in America for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Its like a tradition to blog about the experience in foreign land, just to showcase that we are in some beautiful, litter free, nature bounded, foreign land :P My precursors did that (babbu, preethika), so i am also doing the same :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The taxi fares are damn high. Fast Tracks at Chennai were damn cheaper. I use to get tensed seeing the meter ticking in rupees, but here in dollars, i was like , oh mommy... im gona throw u in a deep debt :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Food was okish at seniors place where i stayed for first few days, rather two weeks :P  Seniors reached peak of their cooking expertise in the second week and i daily had some descent desi food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hotels start with a dish of $5 and its like multiplying with 50... ooooo...I was not happy about my decision (still confused) to land at US and do masters and stuff. Because for the first two weeks, i was like completely down in confidence due to non availability of jobs on campus. Here we have to go to each and every department and ask for job (Assistantship). I was so humiliated to do so. All Indian students would print some 30 resumes per day and take it in a bag and give them at all offices. Som offices would have sign boards, (Dont Disturb, We call Police) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Referrals play a significant role here. So the SSN college guys were having an edge over everyone else (that comes around 4-5 ppl). Its an SSN branch at Chicago to be fair. Finally i cleared an interview with credits only to me, i was sitting in front of an interview panel. After few hours, im declared as the new Research Assistant of the department. I was like ufffffffff. Relaxed relaxed relaxed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After these Assistantship waves, Avani Avittam came. I was like totally blank about the procedures and Shankar brother(annan, mani, annan!) came to ma rescue. He helped me in carrying out the rituals and wicked ram prepared some awesome vada and payasam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After getting offer letter from department regarding fee waiver and stipend, i was relaxed and started to worry about the courses, which was my primary concern while applying :P algos prof is damn hot and im really having no idea what was going on for the last three classes. She is fuming hot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Further updates abt ma Americas stay will be in future posts. Already guys are planning to go to Florida in December :P so, Bhuvana, meet u in Florida soon :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-514034198153415717?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/514034198153415717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=514034198153415717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/514034198153415717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/514034198153415717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2010/08/avani-avittam-at-america.html' title='Avani Avittam at America'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-5729746669669732762</id><published>2009-11-28T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:29:07.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time pass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Deep Down the heart....</title><content type='html'>I was very reluctant about writing this post initially. Later, i came to a conclusion, no one cares about what i write, they just want to have fun and so do i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i was so reluctant ? Yeah, its about some particular group of people. Its about the people of the Great Land, Andhra....infact it should be ANDHRA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we say Andhra Paradesh, the things come to our mind ?&lt;br /&gt;1. Rajashekara Reddy (Recently updated, but got top spot)&lt;br /&gt;2. Chandrababu Naidu (Diminishing person)&lt;br /&gt;3. Chiranjeevi (emerging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the things, that are some what hot or hottest topics we remember when we think of Andhra. These are all just timely topics. There are so many other things that hit our mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is evergreen list, they wont change with time...&lt;br /&gt;1. Venky (Mr.Venkatesh , Thirupathi)&lt;br /&gt;2. NTR (2nd Venky)&lt;br /&gt;3. Flood&lt;br /&gt;4. Naxals&lt;br /&gt;5. GIRLS (ever ever green)&lt;br /&gt;6. RICE , Food, Spicy meal.... (Die for a reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know very well about the first two guys. The first one is a famous God in India and the second one is a famous God in Andhra :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two is not of our concern. We dont deal with calamities here, so we are omitting those two points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two are our points. GIRLS, of Andhra state are very cool, very famous because they are very Gorgeous. Im not saying that im from comparatively dry state. Its ok here, but Andhra is the best in these aspect. I have seen and fell in love with approximately 27 irresistibly good looking telugu Desam Girls. you know what love means right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last point is the taste of India. Here India is used to refer Andhra. Rice, Spicy dishes are very famous in Andhra. Even the entire world is affected by famine, you can have an unlimited meal at Andhra Mess. Its heaven man. All time unlimited... rice, rice, dish dish yummy yummy.... Its , its, .... i got a bit emotional... I was shocked to know that West Bengal is the highest rice producing state. It should be Andhra man, i have never seen WB meals, Its always been Andhra Meals. They supply food to India man..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of Indian rupee is partly determined by Hyderabad i guess :P I am not trying to ridicule them. Such a wealthy state... I would love to get married to an Andhra girl apart from the first reason of looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make fun of them at Madras. we tease them with some funny names like Gulute, we always make fun of their brilliancy, but all are just for fun... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Down the Heart, We Love Them. We Love Andhra more than many things :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-5729746669669732762?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5729746669669732762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=5729746669669732762' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5729746669669732762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5729746669669732762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/11/deep-down-heart.html' title='Deep Down the heart....'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-6458654345411306595</id><published>2009-09-07T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:45:04.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People over a week…</title><content type='html'>Its again ppl… what happened to this guy….? We shall talk about it later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I met lot of ppl over this week and this post is about them. They are not new to me, but hell lot of changes…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with... its virus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santhosh K Saminathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this guy as a guy who sleeps more than a 2 year old kid. Eats a lot but the metabolism never worked out. He feels very bored even to do a small work. Last week he took part in Google programming contest and he stood some 114th (from the last). Good way to go man…. A lot of serious changes nowadays in technical terms :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its a little bit negative. I don wana name this person. We know each other for over a few months. Nowadays (for about a week) she is throwing a look as if i am the root cause for Swine Flu :) Anyway its not new to me, but i have created such a deep negative impact on a person after some 5 years :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dhaadi a.k.a. Sadesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its great to see him as a scientist. He knows hell lot of things, but seeing him as a scientist is quite tough. I would have given a thought about this, when he took Kissan Mango Jam with curd rice. But now i realize, he deserves the post like anything. Damn creative person!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sneha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i don know the name of that girl. Ms.Bharathi told that she looks like Actress Sneha. I like her very much, not nowadays, coz she seldom smiles :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mahesh a.k.a Madhavan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. He is my cousin. We are childhood friends. In his visit to my parents place, he openly was hitting on my sister and i was like a dumb brother who couldnt do anything about it, coz, i think my sister is totally into it :P Any way ppl, get a room.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Uma Manoraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another interesting personality i met in short period of time. Man, she talks talk talk and talks a lot. I became her fan!!!!!!. You really can develop your listening skills as you converse with her, coz she dump you with loads of information which would be used later. Tough to find a gal like her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Polished Akka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about my ELDER sister (of course sister like) Jeyanthi. When i saw her profile picture, i was like, "Oh My God".... Such a polish in such a short time. Gals do a lot, after they get engaged. Its damn true. I came to know her photoshop acumen through that picture... ok ok really i came to know how more polished, pretty gal, a sister could be :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-6458654345411306595?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6458654345411306595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=6458654345411306595' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6458654345411306595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6458654345411306595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-over-week.html' title='People over a week…'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-747592742290085260</id><published>2009-07-25T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:51:49.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week that was(n't)</title><content type='html'>It was a usual week with great things. A week filled with fun and joy as usual. Enjoyed all the days and almost all the time i was awake  and enjoyed even more when i was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week became a "No cooking week" and i became "the most laziest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my team mate started the week of work with her cool knowledge sharing, which due to automicity problem, stayed at her side alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly when i skipped a days sleep for some small work at office, i was feeling so good, but ultimately ended up with a series of scoldings from my team mate for failing to do it perfectly.To be exact, she was the 2,43,543 rd preson, who said, i am good for nothing. So never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, kudi called me suddenly and broke the news about his posting in a city that is nearly 400 Kms from our place. Next day kudi went and its definitely an hollow.... Kudi is irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly on friday, i came to know about the All Hands Meet program at my office. I was least interested initially, but its always good to see some oldies running around and entertaining us. Surprisingly, few ppl with no wisdom hair were also seen at my account level get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While leaving the office, i got an autograph from one of my team mates when she cried inwardly. She was about to lose her great title 'Miss' in a short span span of 2 days. Its really fun, when you come to know that one more guy is down :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-747592742290085260?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/747592742290085260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=747592742290085260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/747592742290085260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/747592742290085260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-that-wasnt.html' title='The week that was(n&apos;t)'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-4605749282662560966</id><published>2009-06-29T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:00:18.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if ?????????</title><content type='html'>In our daily life, there are so many "what ifs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, i got the last bus ?&lt;br /&gt;What if, i didn't see that pretty gal ?&lt;br /&gt;What if, i tried to kiss her?&lt;br /&gt;What if, my mom knows about my sudden change to Non-Veg?&lt;br /&gt;What if, my wife knows about my Ex-girl friends broken marriage ?&lt;br /&gt;What if, i met with an accident ?&lt;br /&gt;what if ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. I want to analyze about this particular What if ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, I met with an accident ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario : I met with a small accident . I am calling my best, lovable friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be their reactions ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babbu : what the hell you r saying ? Where ? Oh. Machi, i can understand the situation. but see, i have to board a bus, take an auto to reach there. Its really boring da...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vijay : cho cho... Machi... its really bad da. But see, it looks like raining da... while returning, it will be a problem for me da. More over, my dhadha ji saying no ... sorry machi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahesh : (with a cry) what da ? poda... its killing me... but see, in my purse, i have only 5 bucks da. I cant come there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudi : (bad words) I will come now...vrooooooooooooooooom....&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes later : call from kudi : Machi, i met with an accident on the way, thinking abt you da... please come and save me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samba : (not reachable)&lt;br /&gt;(In case reached) : Machi, its really fucking driving da. Its really ruthless mistake da.. what the fuck you have done da... I have a show by 2:30 machi. I will come after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boobu : Hallo... hallo.... who is this....? cannot hear you properly.... oh, ok ok.... i will tell others.. ( he might have understood that my relative met with an accident).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhaadi : what........no no.........I will be there.......&lt;br /&gt;(After seeing blood spots) : (silently left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sano : what.............. oh no............. wait......... ( start thinking) (its never ending process)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could rather go by myself and get some bandages.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These may not be their exact reactions, but more or less same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of these reasons only, they are my best chaps..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-4605749282662560966?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4605749282662560966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=4605749282662560966' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4605749282662560966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4605749282662560966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if.html' title='What if ?????????'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-1904422466267511122</id><published>2009-04-22T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:52:00.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time pass'/><title type='text'>I cant go to Naidu Shop, thats why, i hate the R word...</title><content type='html'>Once lived a happy person, thats me, who now is no more the same. I lost so many happiness in my life (still i am happy enough). But what are all the happy things lost in the recent past ? Yes, i am going to discuss about those stuff here in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no exception from the 'R' word attack. Yes, its Recession. I never imagined of such a situation in my life, especially after i started catching my own fish. After completion of college, a vision to learn something and kick off my own start-up, occupied me. I was sincere to the vision and suddenly realized that i got placed in one of the worlds leading company. After that my vision blurred and when i tried to look into it properly, i was already hit by Recession &lt;img alt=":(" src="http://sc.webmessenger.msn.com/10.1.0323.0/session/images/emoticons/smile_sad.gif" style="vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Recession has a great influence in my personal life and work life. How ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Previously, i used auto as my frequent mode of transportation. now, Bus, cycle, (walk - within 3 sq.km)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My earnings reduced to half &lt;img alt=":(" src="http://sc.webmessenger.msn.com/10.1.0323.0/session/images/emoticons/smile_sad.gif" style="vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I appreciate my mom for cooking. It happens often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Its been 7 months since i purchased a shirt for me. (Last seen in a clothing shop : Oct,2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I used to recharge my mobile twice a month which is now recharged once in two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I use my credit card, atleast once a week, recently i surrendered my card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I use to pay in all treats and get together, now im not even ready to TTMM (thu thu mein mein)parties &lt;img alt=":)" src="http://sc.webmessenger.msn.com/10.1.0323.0/session/images/emoticons/smile_regular.gif" style="vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Above all, i didnt go for Naidu shop (road side shop) for more than 6 months, and i miss the hot spicy food very much &lt;img alt=":(" src="http://sc.webmessenger.msn.com/10.1.0323.0/session/images/emoticons/smile_sad.gif" style="vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Recession hit Raja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/Se8jCyUt1-I/AAAAAAAACHg/XTk6bGsvKVc/s1600-h/recession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/Se8jCyUt1-I/AAAAAAAACHg/XTk6bGsvKVc/s320/recession.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327515414977959906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Recently, i have launched RAJA RELIEF FUND. Willing people can contribute through post or bank account. Paypal is also accepted &lt;img alt=":)" src="http://sc.webmessenger.msn.com/10.1.0323.0/session/images/emoticons/smile_regular.gif" style="vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-1904422466267511122?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1904422466267511122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=1904422466267511122' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1904422466267511122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1904422466267511122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-go-to-naidu-shop-thats-why-i.html' title='I cant go to Naidu Shop, thats why, i hate the R word...'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/Se8jCyUt1-I/AAAAAAAACHg/XTk6bGsvKVc/s72-c/recession.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-278840090550935986</id><published>2009-03-13T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:48:37.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People @ Bangalore and in my thoughts :)</title><content type='html'>This post is about me and my friends. So proceeding further is at your own risk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our lives, we have to face different kinds of people and situation. I am no exception. I have studied with people who were always ready to turn me down in all possible ways. I might have done such things to them though :) Anyway, raja is good. After the grad school, i studied with people who can do many things for me. They know abt me, i know abt them very well. After the college life, i never thought of making friends. In fact, i would be very selective when it comes to friends. Because i would do anything for my friends and my friends know that i guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong. I met great people here @ Bangalore and eventually my friends list got enhanced. Each one, i met here were different, but all were good. See how optimistic i am :) I would love to write about them. Even though they are all waste fellows, they are very much worthy for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satthu - The worst guy. I gave my contact details to him, after we got selected into the same company. He use to ping me in g-talk and disturb me to the maximum extent he can. I thought of punching him right on his nose, when i see him in the company. But you know, professionalism prevented me from doing it. He is a clean tube light, but its sort of interesting. He has grown physically, but he is a child at heart. Sorry, he has grown physically, but not mentally (This is what i want to say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinesh - Dhadiyan. He is another interesting character. He talks too much, so what, he resembles me a lot in that. But he is too good like a call girl, oops, call center girl over phone. His sentimental dialogues, makes me laugh rather than to feel. A cool guy with some humor sense. He is a good person to spend time with. One more thing about him, he resembles &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHAKILA&lt;/span&gt; in black color :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nijaz - Kunjumoan, keralite. No more reasons needed for me to be his friend, right. But there are many more reasons. He is a good supportive kind of guy. Inspite of his Blood Pressure, he behaves cool at times. He gets annoyed even by some silly things (Like this post). Some times, acts pricey. But he is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perusu s.k.a. Karthi - He is sometimes known as karthik. He is a great guy. Very dedicated, whether it is academics, training or project, he is very dedicated. You can also add girls in that list, he is dedicated to them too. He is also very supportive when you need it. He gives many advices, sometimes really useful.( Its all because of the wisdom due to age). Ya, i forgot to tell one thing, he is multilingual  specialist. which is his main plus for communicating with girls of almost all regions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumar &amp; Jagadesh - I dont know, why i am writing about these two people together. Do you know ? They are such a good pair of friends. They use to be together in training times. (I hope not now, for gods sake). Jagadesh, a hyper cool guy with a beautiful cigarette case. Come on i was kidding, he also has a beautiful lighter. Cool, lets get out of personal habits here. He n kumar both are technical geeks, that is really not relative to their college. They are doing injustice for their institutions by involving in such technical activities. Both are good people which i realized after very long time (one month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirugnana Sampath - Dont think anything considering his name. Its completely irrelevant. A real man, who worked in farm fields, reared cows, wrote perl scripts, now working on Unix. He is a great inspiration to me. I started earning when i was 14. I know how much pain i did bare. He did so many things more than that i guess. He is really cool and with whom i share many things. A great guy to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;To me sampath is the coolest person, i met in Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATER --&gt; Thanneer, the all time favorite of me @ blore. He resembles my college friend, Dhaadi. He is also know as 24/7 comedy king. Thanner is similar to him. He does a thing without knowing that it would be a great comedy. He is really cool. He takes everything easily. Unlike Dhaadi, he thinks well too. A bit irregular when it comes to food and sleep, otherwise, a nice person. I enjoyed my stay @ bangalore mostly because of him. (I am proud to say that, he was my room mate for 3 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : I thought of damaging these guys, but i have written only good things i guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-278840090550935986?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/278840090550935986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=278840090550935986' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/278840090550935986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/278840090550935986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-bangalore-and-in-my-thoughts.html' title='People @ Bangalore and in my thoughts :)'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-4206277851725653667</id><published>2009-02-11T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:11:31.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I hate them.......?</title><content type='html'>A guy who never care about life and wana enjoy each and every moment at any cost, will feel bad when some people try to change his life into some serious stuff. Raja, me a guy who never feels seriousness in anything he does in life. I never like to be a responsible person. I never considered people around me when i did something that i wanted. At some stages of life, i felt weired. I was not me at few points. It was because of few people. I acted responsible or simply, i felt. So i hate all those people who made me to feel, who made me to feel that, i have to feel, who made me feel my life and roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i am using the real names in this post. If the name bearer read this post and felt awkward about it, please mail me and i might change names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divya : She is a good friend of mine.(I think so). I felt possessive only for one person and that is she. I never sounded so childish like that. So i hate her so much for changing my character of never caring for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudi : He is like me. He cares about me so much (I guess). If i feel for anyone's progress in life, thats him. So much talented guy. So much advice in many issues from him. He is a friend, philosopher for me. So i hate him for making me realize that some people help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akka : She is my friend's sister. She likes me so much. I never felt such a deep love from a sister :) So i hate her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vijay : This guy is carefree. Similar to me. He is so intimate to me. I dont know why i added him in this list. Such a silent but powerful impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prasi : Only gal in the college who believes that im not that bad. So i hate her for trusting me and made me to act accordingly to live upto the trust. She is a cute little creature whom i admire often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parul : I met her last december. Since then she was attending training with me in the company. I have never thought of having such a friend in such a short span. She is my sweet sister now. I bought medicines for her (Even though forgot to give), dropped her in  hostel. I hate her for making me feel a relation and make me feel responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeyanthi : My oldie sister :) sorry, my akka. She is one fine person i met in ibm. She is somewhat close to perfect. She knows what to talk to me, how to talk to me, how to handle one issue and lot more (If im not wrong). She thinks about me too. A person to think about raja is rare. So i hate her for making me feel my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two more people i hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUDAR : She is my friend for past 18 years. Yes, from kinder gardens. She was a rival and she is a rival now too, in all aspects. She is my inspiration in many. I tried and joined the present company only because of her. She teases me so much. &lt;br /&gt;But its ok, i do make fun of her more than that. She promised me that, i would be her child's God Father. First time in life, i was honored. So i hate her for giving me such a huge responsibility and making me feel like a Man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUMAR : A guy who thinks, i am a major part in his life. I did many times think about it. What made him to think so ? There is another person in this category, Latha. I am not so sure about her. I am so special to them. Thats why i hate them. For making me feel that, i did something to be special in someone's life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-4206277851725653667?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4206277851725653667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=4206277851725653667' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4206277851725653667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4206277851725653667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-hate-them.html' title='Why I hate them.......?'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-8139644218172042109</id><published>2009-01-27T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:45:32.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the week</title><content type='html'>This one was clicked during a trip to Nandhi hills, Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SX_inFHvZmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/hvlA2r9EYo4/s1600-h/IMG_0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SX_inFHvZmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/hvlA2r9EYo4/s320/IMG_0544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296200847828412002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-8139644218172042109?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8139644218172042109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=8139644218172042109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8139644218172042109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8139644218172042109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-of-week.html' title='Picture of the week'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SX_inFHvZmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/hvlA2r9EYo4/s72-c/IMG_0544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-1037207075049796428</id><published>2009-01-20T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:22:40.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evam @ their best i guess...</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to Mr.Sumeet Pareek - I ll tell u the reason later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw another play by Evam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play : Always look on the brighter side of life&lt;br /&gt;performed by : Evam&lt;br /&gt;location : Ranga Shankara theaters, Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This play is dedicated to the Pythons.  The entire stand up style comedy made every one laugh like a kid. Trust me, every one did laugh their asses out. I along with my two friends went for the play. This time we got caught by the security for trespassing. Even though we managed to get a seat in the second row. Karthik and co. started to make comedy from Abishek Bachan and ended with Pope and Michelangelo. Enjoyed the play to the core. They made fun of every other person in this entire world and made every one gasp for breath not mixed with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : This post is dedicated to Sumeet Pareek, since i didnt intimate him about the show and his wish to witness a play is still unfulfilled, thanks to me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-1037207075049796428?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1037207075049796428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=1037207075049796428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1037207075049796428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1037207075049796428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/01/evam-their-best-i-guess.html' title='Evam @ their best i guess...'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-6603551455344278453</id><published>2009-01-06T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:51:21.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The importance of being Ernest</title><content type='html'>When you enter a hall filled with chilly air and pleasant music, you might expect some group of oldies each with an instrument and a lady in abnormally decorated Saree, ready to explore the classical world of music. In contrary, I witnessed a colorful play with people with immense capacity to bring toughest things on screen. First time I saw &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.evam.co.in/home.htm"&gt;Evam&lt;/a&gt; and I was so much impressed with everything they did. It was really a super cool show. At first, the lights were not on and we got confused, where to sit. Thanks to the pretty girl who help my hand and made me comfortable even before i took my seat. You guys rock in hospitality :) Lets see about the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play : The importance of Being Ernest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log line : Two friends, love two girls who are cousin of each other and the name Ernest is liked by the girls so much. How the confusion of having the same name Ernest is solved and how the friends discover the blood relation between them , is interestingly narrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For complete story : &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.google.co.in/books?id=Xr9rtYIZlcYC&amp;amp;dq=the+importance+of+being+ernest&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;source=bn#PPA7,M1"&gt;The importance of being ernest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Play clips : &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/rajazone/EvamErnest#"&gt;Photos - Evam ( The Importance of being Ernest)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the play, it started in a very delightful manner, but with less pace. With slapstick comedies, Karthik(Algernon) and the other biggie(John Worthing / Ernest) tied up the audience. The team in the backstage must also be very much experienced in making the alterations in the sets. I was really wondering, how these guys made such different arrangements for every scene in no time. The garden at Manor house in the sets looked pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its a plot created by Oscar Wilde, we are all accustomed to it. I think they matched up to the pace of the book in the second half. The artists really lived upto the expectations and reflected the characters of the book to the perfection. In the book, only few people would like Cecily Cardew. In contrast, a damsel played the role. I liked the play very much and she was a partly reason. The Majestic Lady Bracknell did steal the show sometimes. The diary reference scene between the two ladies, Cecily and Fairfax was designed in a cool fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus .s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* John Worthing and his facial expressions&lt;br /&gt;* Lady Bracknell and her Majestic jokes&lt;br /&gt;* Karthik (Algernon) with smart beard&lt;br /&gt;* Settings&lt;br /&gt;* The conclusion speech was really cool and extra dose comedy for all on the stage and off the stage&lt;br /&gt;* THE BIG PLUS IS CECILY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative .s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Acoustics&lt;br /&gt;* Poor Gwendolen Fairfax and her expressions&lt;br /&gt;* Lack of innovation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6+/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to tell one more thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you are in Bangalore and have plans to go to a movie on 9,10,11,12,13 or 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;please do postpone it. Come to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JP nagar&lt;/span&gt; and enjoy the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.evam.co.in/watwedo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Evam shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To get Tickets : &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.evam.co.in/blocktkts.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Block Tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps - &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://dogastray.blogspot.com/"&gt;Samba&lt;/a&gt;, thanks for the ticket. I would have missed a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="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/33108766-6603551455344278453?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6603551455344278453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=6603551455344278453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6603551455344278453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6603551455344278453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-being-ernest.html' title='The importance of being Ernest'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-1449944404154313711</id><published>2008-10-04T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:16:41.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>காதல் தொடர்ச்சி...</title><content type='html'>காதல் என்னும் ஆற்றில், திருமணம் என்ற படகில்,&lt;br /&gt;மூழ்கினாலும் கவலை இல்லை , காதலில் தானே மூழ்குகிறோம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சினிமாவுக்குப் போகலாமென்று, கிளம்புகையில் மழை.&lt;br /&gt;சோகமாய் அமர்ந்துவிட்டாய் நீ. வெயில் அடிக்கத்துவங்கியது.&lt;br /&gt;வானவில் தோன்றியவுடன், பார்ப்பதற்காக உன்னை அழைத்தேன்,&lt;br /&gt;எங்கே காணோம், என்று மீண்டும் சிணுங்கினாய் அழகாய்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இதுவரை நீ  வானவில்லை பார்த்திருக்கமாட்டாய் , சரியா என்றேன்,&lt;br /&gt;ஆமாம் என்றாய் நீ  கவலையாக...&lt;br /&gt;சூரியன் இருக்கும் போது  , நட்சத்திரம் தெரியாது,&lt;br /&gt;அது போல தான் நீ இருக்கும் பொது, வானவில் தெரியாது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வீட்டுக்குளே போ, நானாவது வானவில்லை பார்கிறேன் என்றேன்.&lt;br /&gt;உண்மை தான், ஆனால் ஒரு வித்யாசம் உண்டு.&lt;br /&gt;வானவில் வெறும் வண்ணங்களின் சேர்க்கை,&lt;br /&gt;ஆனால் நீ, அழகுகளின் சேர்க்கை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இப்பொழுது பார், வானம் வானவில்லை பிரதிபலிக்கவில்லை ,&lt;br /&gt;உன்னை தான் பிரதிபலிக்கிறது.&lt;br /&gt;என்ன என்றாய் கண்களால் ?&lt;br /&gt;நீ நீல நிற சேலை அணிந்தவுடன் வானவில்லும் நீலமாகி,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வானமும் உன் சேலையைத் தான் பிரதிபலிக்கிறது&lt;br /&gt;என்று உன்னை சுற்றிக்கொண்டேன்.&lt;br /&gt;உன் சேலையின் வைர ஊசிகளைப் போல&lt;br /&gt;செல்லமாய்க் கிள்ளி விட்டு அழகைப் பரப்பச் சென்றாய்...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-1449944404154313711?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1449944404154313711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=1449944404154313711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1449944404154313711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1449944404154313711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='காதல் தொடர்ச்சி...'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-5444548291401598788</id><published>2008-08-27T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:08:49.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Analogy : Similarity</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, posting after a long time, so the crap may be some what unfamiliar. So please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just relating a couple of events that seems to be similar to me. Once we start, u will get what im saying. The analogies will involve girls in them, so if you feel, i am completely offending you girls, tell me so that i can correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you and a beautiful girl are alone and you are scribbling about her in a note pad in the name of poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogy :&lt;br /&gt;After entering the temple and reaching the main God's Idol, then you close your eyes and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spending the last two hours with your Girl friend before she is gona be out  for a vacation for a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogy :&lt;br /&gt;Entering a Pizza hut at 5pm after a days starving and seeing a board "Unlimited Pizza till 7pm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When a beautiful girl is making a move on you but unfortunately she happens to be your close friend's Ex-Girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogy:&lt;br /&gt;Traveling in a luxurious cruise that is full of girls, who are homosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Speaking about some other guy's good qualities to your Girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogy :&lt;br /&gt;Explaining about the importance of life boat when you are struck in middle of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you are about to propose a girl and her mom call her and tell her about her dad's sudden heart attack. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogy :&lt;br /&gt;God saves in time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, i did well. Please share your view on this post and also post the analogies that strike your mind now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;Commenting on this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;analogy : Making your contribution to world's Best Literature on Girls :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-5444548291401598788?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5444548291401598788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=5444548291401598788' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5444548291401598788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5444548291401598788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/08/analogy-similarity.html' title='Analogy : Similarity'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-7374003366709319330</id><published>2008-07-23T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:09:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>காதல் ஆரம்பம்</title><content type='html'>எங்கள் பழைய வீட்டை இடித்து புது வீடு கட்டினார் அப்பா,&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கு பிடிக்கவில்லை. அந்த பழைய வீடு எனக்கு பிடிக்கும்.&lt;br /&gt;புது வீடு மிகவும் அன்னியமாக இருந்தது. இரண்டு மாடி வீடு.&lt;br /&gt;வெறுப்புடன் தான் தொடங்கினேன் அங்கு வசிக்க.&lt;br /&gt;மேல் மாடிக்கு ஒரு தேவதை குடி வரும் வரை,&lt;br /&gt;என் அப்பா செய்த உருப்படியான வேலை இது தான்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வந்த உடனே கண்கள் உரச,  நான் சொக்கித் தான் போனேன்.&lt;br /&gt;தேவதை எங்கள் வீட்டில் குடி புகுந்தாள்&lt;br /&gt;என சுவரொட்டி அடிக்க மனம் துடித்தது.&lt;br /&gt;காலம்  செல்லச் செல்ல, சிறிது முன்னேற்றம்,&lt;br /&gt;பேசத் தொடங்கினோம். எனக்கு பிடித்த வண்ணமே அவள் இருந்தாள் ,&lt;br /&gt;இல்லையென்றால், அவளுக்கு பிடித்த வண்ணம் நான் மாரிவிட்டேனோ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;காலம் இன்னும் வேகமாய் சுழன்றது, காதல் மனதில் சுழன்றது.&lt;br /&gt;கடிதங்கள் எழுதினேன், கவிதைகள் எழுதினேன்,&lt;br /&gt;அதைவிட முக்கியம் அவைகளை உன்னிடம் கொடுத்தேன்.&lt;br /&gt;காதல் பிறந்தது, காதலியாய் நீயும் கிடைத்தாய்.&lt;br /&gt;வீடு மாறினாய், வாசம் மாறினாய், வாக்கு மாறவில்லை நாம்.&lt;br /&gt;நன்கு படித்தேன், வாழ்வில் உயர்ந்தேன், உன்னை கரம் பிடித்தேன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஆரம்பமானது நம் காதல் வாழ்வு.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஆரம்பித்தது, தொடரும் இனி பகுதிகளாக....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-7374003366709319330?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7374003366709319330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=7374003366709319330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/7374003366709319330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/7374003366709319330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='காதல் ஆரம்பம்'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-5347052239394915840</id><published>2008-06-17T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:41:04.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 Whatevers about me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. I love to be single forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. I like to watch as many movies as possible in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. I am similar to crocodile, more power in water (H2O).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. I never cared about relations. (so i miss some precious fellows too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. I love classical dancers because of their expressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;6. I try to show up myself as emotional, but fail every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things i miss in my life right now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My college life.&lt;br /&gt;2. My friend's ever smiling face ( his life is complicated by a girl).&lt;br /&gt;3. My another friend chinnu's intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;4. My bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;5. Our team Adzap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Things i wanna achieve within a decade :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. I am dumped by many girls and i am waiting for my turn. I will achieve it soon. ( just kidding, i ll definitely get one GF).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. I will complete my PG course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. Earn some millions ( dollars :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. Start a company. (though not in massive scale).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Settle in a non Indian Territory.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get some national awards :) ( serious)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wana do a par time job of a consultant, in short, date doctor ( so gathering stats and reading girls).&lt;br /&gt;8. I would love to trip around the world, especially Europe that too Amsterdam. So i think i will do it within a decade.&lt;br /&gt;9. Write a book, most probably about, (you know guys come on...) GIRLS....&lt;br /&gt;10. I will do this point and fill it up within this decade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pick up the nearest book.Open to page 123.Find the fifth sentence.Post the next three sentences.Tag five people, and acknowledge the person who tagged you.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why ?' Vroom said, ignoring Priyanka. 'Why do some fat-&lt;br /&gt;ass, dim-witted Americans get to act superior to us? Do you&lt;br /&gt;know why?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One Night @ the Call Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kavitha04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr.Kavi&lt;/a&gt;, thanks for the tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would like to tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sviajayspeaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;vijay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://haisano.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gmaheshdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;mahesh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://dogastray.blogspot.com/"&gt;samba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessofgold.blogspot.com/"&gt;PRINCESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sathukudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;kudi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-5347052239394915840?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5347052239394915840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=5347052239394915840' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5347052239394915840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5347052239394915840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-tag.html' title='Tag Tag'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-4254432721510995414</id><published>2008-06-08T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:11:19.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>செல்லமே!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a sweet poem ( yaarum sollatiyum naane sollikarene :) ) is about my sweet friend, chellam a.k.a Prasi... She is the girl who attracted me the most in my class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;செல்லம் எங்கள் அனைவரின் செல்லம்,&lt;br /&gt;உன் உள்ளம் முழுதும் அழைகிய வண்ணம்.&lt;br /&gt;உன் செயல் மற்றும் எண்ணம்,&lt;br /&gt;யாவும் அழகு வெள்ளி கிண்ணம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;யாரும் உன்னை அழைக்காத வகையில்,&lt;br /&gt;நான் உன்னை அழைப்பேன் சபையில்,&lt;br /&gt;நீ பொய்க் கோபம் கொண்டு உதட்டை பிதுக்குவாய்,&lt;br /&gt;வெகுளி வழியும் என் சகோதரியாகிவிடுவாய் ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எப்பொழுதும் உன்னிடம் நான் பேசுவதர்க்கு முன்,&lt;br /&gt;என் மனம் சோர்ந்திருக்கும் அதை அறிய மாட்டாய் நீ.&lt;br /&gt;உன்னிடத்தில் பேசிய பின்னர் புத்துணர்ச்சி அடையும்,&lt;br /&gt;அதையும் அறிய மாட்டாய் நீ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என்னைத் தட்டி எழுப்பியிருக்கிறாய் என் செல்லம்,&lt;br /&gt;அன்புத் தோழியாய் நீ இருக்குமிடம் என் உள்ளம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நான் நல் வாழ்வு வாழ வேண்டும் என்று,&lt;br /&gt;எண்ணம் கொண்டவர்கள் சிலர் உண்டு.&lt;br /&gt;எனது நலம் விரும்பியாய் ரூபம் கொண்டு,&lt;br /&gt;என்றும் உண்டு ஒரு செல்ல பூச்சண்டு...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என் தோழியாய், என் சகோதரியாய், என் well wisherai,&lt;br /&gt;என் வாழ்வில் பல பரிமாணத்தில் நீ...&lt;br /&gt;குள்ளமே, என் செல்லமே, உன் அன்பு வலை,&lt;br /&gt;என் வாழ்வுடன் பின்னியது, my sweet தவளை.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : unnai marapena chellam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-4254432721510995414?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4254432721510995414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=4254432721510995414' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4254432721510995414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4254432721510995414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_08.html' title='செல்லமே!!!!!!!'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-6581732882577905554</id><published>2008-06-05T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:47:12.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>காதலியின் காதலன்</title><content type='html'>என் நண்பன் ஒரு பெண்ணைக் காதலித்தான்.&lt;br /&gt;அவள் அவன் காதலுக்கு தலையசைத்தாள்.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அவள் அவனைக் கடக்கும் போது அவள் முகத்தில்,&lt;br /&gt;மழை பெய்து கொண்டிருக்கும் போது மண்ணில்,&lt;br /&gt;நீர்க் குமிழிகள் தோன்றுவது போல வெடித்து எழும்,&lt;br /&gt;அந்த வசீகரம், வார்த்தைகளுக்கு அப்பார்பட்டது......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அதே சமயம் என் மனதில் எழும் எரிமலைக் குழம்பும்,&lt;br /&gt;அவளுடையது போலத் தான்....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஏனென்றால், அவன் என் நண்பன் மட்டுமல்ல,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என் காதலியின் காதலன்.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-6581732882577905554?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6581732882577905554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=6581732882577905554' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6581732882577905554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6581732882577905554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='காதலியின் காதலன்'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-2409849025591772972</id><published>2008-04-09T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:17:28.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>தேர்வு நேரக் கவிதை</title><content type='html'>* Please use IE for better display of the post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you, or atleast few of you know, that i would write some lines, thinking that they are poetic. So i did this work during my test hours for the past three years. But this last semester brought a difference. I have never captured by our college black cats and never stood before anyone regarding any matter. But now, a staff caught me in the exam hall with my tamil poem in my question paper. He complained about it in the office and i faced some problems due to that. They gave the question paper to me. I have all rights to write on it. Then please read the following lines and tell me what went wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என் பேனா முழுவதும் உன் காதலை நிரப்பி எழுதினேன்,&lt;br /&gt;Paperல் முத்தமாய் நீ, மொத்தமாய் நீ.&lt;br /&gt;என் நண்பர்கள் என்னை கேட்பதுண்டு,&lt;br /&gt;ஏன் எப்பொழுதும் பெண்களைப் பற்றியே எழுதுகிறாய் என்று,&lt;br /&gt;ஏனென்றால் பெண் தான் அழகு.&lt;br /&gt;ஒவ்வொரு பெண்ணும் அழகு, தனித்தனி அழகு.&lt;br /&gt;என்னைக் கவர்வது பெண் தான்.&lt;br /&gt;நான் இது வரை சந்தித்த பெண்களில்,&lt;br /&gt;நான் காதலிக்காத பெண்களே இல்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished upto this line and that invigilator caught me. But the story continues like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என் தாய் முதல், அன்னை தெரசா முதல்,&lt;br /&gt;இன்று நான் பழகும் என் தோழிகள் வரை.&lt;br /&gt;என் காதல், வெறும் காதல் அல்ல, என் தவம்.&lt;br /&gt;பெண் சமூகத்திர்க்காக நான் புரியும் தவம்.&lt;br /&gt;பெண்கள் முன்னேர, ஆண்கள் தடையாக இருக்க முடியாது,&lt;br /&gt;இருக்கவும் மாட்டார்கள்.&lt;br /&gt;உங்களுக்குத் தேவை, சுதந்திரம் அல்ல,&lt;br /&gt;சுத்ந்திரத்தில் தலையிடாமை. கவிதைகளையும் சேர்த்து.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பெண்மை பொலிவுர தேசம் மிளிரும்.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Please use IE for better display of the post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-2409849025591772972?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2409849025591772972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=2409849025591772972' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2409849025591772972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2409849025591772972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='தேர்வு நேரக் கவிதை'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-1332726015142474934</id><published>2008-03-11T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:43:13.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight tight stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In the 8 Facts about Yourself, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. Then at the end you tag at least 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Here are the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;* Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lets start :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. I Hate Girls. To overcome this, i try to love them in all possible ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. I hate kids, who r all my relation. But i like all other kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Im very much afraid of dogs , especially at night times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. I love to have Girl Friends, who can move on easily....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. I want to be the richest person atleast in India :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. I love to cook variety of foods for myself alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Everybody say that im a very bad boy. But im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Every one who knows me, will think im very easy going. But im more emotional in many aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So the final step is to tag ma blog friends.. sorry friends to disturb you. Please spend 2 minutes amidst ur busy schedule and finish it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to tag &lt;a href="http://princessofgold.blogspot.com/"&gt;thalaivi ponnarasi&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://boostboobu.blogspot.com/"&gt;boopath&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kavitha04.blogspot.com/"&gt;kavi&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://live-ur-life-for-you.blogspot.com/"&gt;anu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://haisano.blogspot.com/"&gt;sano&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sathukudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;kudi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://princessofgold.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kavinpreethi.blogspot.com/"&gt;kapathu kavin&lt;/a&gt; and the great &lt;a href="http://heartnmindfights.blogspot.com/"&gt;RAZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-1332726015142474934?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1332726015142474934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=1332726015142474934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1332726015142474934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1332726015142474934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-8-facts-about-yourself-you-share-8.html' title='Eight tight stuff'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-3812224385833191765</id><published>2008-02-22T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T06:41:14.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWSH</title><content type='html'>Hi friends, im so happy, that im writing on consecutive days. So lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zardhari, Shariff join hands. But in the picture, Shariff seems to get ready to punch on zardhari's face. Mr. PPP so be careful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Symonds Surprised by his price tag--&gt; I got video from symonds lavatory, in which symonds was uttering, " Am I that much worth ? "... Symmo have great audience group and he is an entertainer for Indian crowd for sure. He can jump, dive, play, .......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are symonds, sorry for this comparison. If you are mon***key, so sorry for this comparison.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ms.Jayalalitha at 60--&gt; Then Mr. K at 85, Mr. V at 90. Where are the people at 30 in politics? Then J donated cows and elephants to the temple and food for poor. What a service madam!!! But you were chief minister once i think, did you do any service then......?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Africa, they signed a cross border deal to prevent Gorillas.--&gt; Since Africa is a region of dense forests, these prevention of tiger, lion, gorillas are very important.. But i heard some girl going to africa in vacation. she might be prevented as well :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too early to say, if fuel tank is destroyes, says US--&gt; They attacked a dis located satellite for preventing us from the toxic fuel of the satellite. But now, saying it may be destroyed, and may not be destroyed, like, varum, aana varathu....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Power of Human Touch--&gt; Japanese introduced a technique to transfer data. We Indians too know the power of touch, but only thing the data is delivered after 9 months.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday review--&gt; Full of music and music. I slept for another 2 hours after reading those musical notes. Our Dr. Seergazhi Chidambaram got awards from Singapore President it seems... Chidambaram, gather panra ba....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-3812224385833191765?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3812224385833191765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=3812224385833191765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/3812224385833191765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/3812224385833191765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/02/newsh_22.html' title='NEWSH'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-8973389083076389865</id><published>2008-02-21T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:27:18.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWSH</title><content type='html'>Hello friends, im so glad to write a post in my blog again. Ya, it has become a great deal nowadays. Lets discuss some thing about the hot news of today. Hopefully, lets share this news column every day, in our own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;IPL sells the players to the auctioneers. I got confused with so many selling and buying within this new cricket board. Pointing proved to be very cheap :) Mac Grath was sold at base price. Dhoni toped the list with 60 million. It was a fun out there to see such news in first page :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zardhari out of race. The Pakistan's Paople party leader, quits from the President race. When i saw, PPP leader quits the race, i was so surprised to see news about Pay Per Post, here. But then i got the real stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lakshya- Pilot less aircraft launched by India. It is really a needed one and ensures pilot's safety. Recently, many MIG flights crashes like toys and we loose many pilots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britain's tests on immigrants tightened. They get all the details of the immigrants from foot size to b**b size, to ensure security. Some immigrants are found to have bigger foot and b**bs and creating chaos in the Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;US- senator set time line for nuclear deal. This news made me laugh for next 5 minutes. They are just looking like "Train Vendors" and selling some " Laygiams". Sir poluthu pona varathu sir. They are really trying hard to do some thing, which would be soon understood by Dr. Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;North eastern handicraft exhibition begins. Its a cool sight over there. A girl, weaving a mat, was really super figure. I was puzzled, why this girl is weaving mat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cognizant foundation sponsors DOTS center. Initially they sponsored government products by installing the vending machines in prominent places in the company campus. Now, they are doing some more service to the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anil, beats Mukesh.  Mr. Anil Ambani won the bid for the world's second largest bridge that is going to be built in Mumbai. I heard that the tender was not given according to the bid, but they considered the name. anil helped rama in ramayan to build a brige to Sri Lanka. So this time too this name wins the bid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You can also visit my blog in wordpress - &lt;a href="http://newsh.wordpress.com/"&gt;newsh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-8973389083076389865?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8973389083076389865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=8973389083076389865' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8973389083076389865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8973389083076389865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/02/newsh.html' title='NEWSH'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-2771578833509181805</id><published>2008-01-23T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:54:19.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Hate</title><content type='html'>I was tagged with this by &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://live-ur-life-for-you.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anu&lt;/a&gt;... What i love and hate...I hope i ll do this quite well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/R5fsgO1XRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rHBpb52P58A/s1600-h/lovehatetshirt2fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/R5fsgO1XRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rHBpb52P58A/s320/lovehatetshirt2fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158851936658081042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/R5fsgO1XRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rHBpb52P58A/s1600-h/lovehatetshirt2fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158851936658081042" spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/R5fsgO1XRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rHBpb52P58A/s1600-h/lovehatetshirt2fb.jpg" style="width: 24pt; height: 24pt;" button="t"&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I love to eat&lt;/span&gt; : I eat all items provided they are vegetarian items.  My favorite is curd rice with pickles. Then hot and spicy items call me where ever i see them. Sweets attract me much more. So im a future diabetic for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate to eat&lt;/span&gt; : I hate products that come out of mating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love to go to&lt;/span&gt; : Australia. Then to New Zealand. Because i born in 3rd nation with beautiful girls, so i want to visit 2nd and 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate to go&lt;/span&gt; : My relatives’ houses in chennai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love it when&lt;/span&gt; : I am with my friends because they mean a lot to me and i love it when a girl smiles at me (not laugh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate it when&lt;/span&gt; : I have to blog for hours together and it gets even worse when i have to study for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love to see&lt;/span&gt; : Girls *.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate to see&lt;/span&gt; :A Tantalizing Girl and an opposite kind of boy together. ( viz )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love to hear&lt;/span&gt; : (my friends' stories) All sort of music in a tight volume control. My ears are sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate to hear&lt;/span&gt; : (Exam results and lectures of course) Heavy metals and some romantic or sentimental songs and music. No hatred towards all other music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to tag this to my friends, &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://svijayspeaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;vijay&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://boostboobu.blogspot.com/"&gt;boopath&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kavitha04.blogspot.com"&gt;kavi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-2771578833509181805?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2771578833509181805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=2771578833509181805' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2771578833509181805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2771578833509181805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-and-hate.html' title='Love and Hate'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_st3bPKyYA58/R5fsgO1XRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rHBpb52P58A/s72-c/lovehatetshirt2fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-3636038486222111839</id><published>2008-01-03T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:21:20.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Right person--&gt;with Right Gift</title><content type='html'>Halo... I thought of writing about the gifting your loved ones a long time back. But i came through &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://preethikask.blogspot.com/"&gt;my sis blog&lt;/a&gt; and realized, she had already wrote a post about it. But, i know, i can present it still in a different way.... Lets discuss about different gifts for different persons at different occasion.So i proceed, please follow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;First B'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&gt; A set of nice books. Let you be the first to provide the child, a source of knowledge... My choice would be "Swami Vivekananda's Powerful words".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Friend turned GF&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; Your first gift should be a  kerchief.It specifies the end of friendship. Make ur relation clear.. Am i clear...? ( sorry if im wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Son's 16th B'day&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; A descent book or DVD related to sex education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mother's B'day&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; Cook a special favorite dish for ur mom( sorry if i hurt any girls)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Husband's B'day&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; You know what......? A perfect kiss... A perfect day... A Perfect romance.Sorry i tried some thing else, but typed these stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wife's B'day&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; Same as above. And some more. Visit Mother-in-law's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Friend's B'day&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; If ur friend is a boy, present him, a laminated photograph of his figure..&lt;br /&gt;If ur friend is a girl, obviously, PHOOOOOOOOO bear.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Friend's Wedding night &lt;/span&gt;( &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;first night&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; A packet of condom...( applicable to both men and women).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Boy friend's wedding&lt;/span&gt;--&gt;Gift pack your favorite Lip stick.... Want me to explain more.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Girl Friend's wedding&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; A box full of ash of the previous love letters with a letter enclosing "All is well".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Friend's Wedding Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st anniversary--&gt; A great dinner for couples and a memorable show case gift.&lt;br /&gt;2nd anniversary--&gt; If ur friend is male, gift him a shield. If ur friend is female, gift her with a sword.&lt;br /&gt;3rd anniversary--&gt; For male friends, additional security devices. For female friends, sword sharpening devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same gifts for successive anniversaries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-3636038486222111839?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3636038486222111839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=3636038486222111839' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/3636038486222111839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/3636038486222111839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2008/01/gift-right-person-with-right-gift.html' title='Gift Right person--&gt;with Right Gift'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-7841299740069425917</id><published>2007-12-15T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T11:07:12.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You comment I follow.....</title><content type='html'>I was planning to reply for those comments in my last post. I was very much upset the way, every one took the post. But i really never tried , try , will try to hurt any one. So my replies are here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Mahesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vivakaram in it man.. Its a straight post... I, myself telling the commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Vijay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i do felt the same way of not clarifying love and infatuation. But i meant mostly love and u r not new and definitely a victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Praveen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. I would never use some decorating words here, not only because for readers ease , but also because of my poor word power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ramesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Asmara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im writing this post only because of you. You don like the post, its ok... But " Respect women"...? I never shown any form of disrespect towards women... I promise. I pointed out their weakness... thats it.. Though im not a feminist , i would love to have girls on top, in all fields... So asmara.... nothing wrong in my post was the feed back i got... Anyway thanks dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Samba&lt;br /&gt;bruised.... aye what man.... its just for fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Sid&lt;br /&gt;May God bless u a wife with same mentality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractions cant be screened. u r right. Im not an exception, i like girls now too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation is being carried... Thats what im saying. College is the right place to shed ur childhood infatuations, some are not doing that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Girls would say same thing in school and it is correct hundred percent. But i talked about the girls entering the college as committed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about characters and not habits.. I think smoking , drinking are habits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never made this topic a genral one. Its just about few guys and girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Aishu&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thala.. But some are worthy to be followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@jayashree&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful definition for luv... Where did u get these stuff.........?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ravikumar&lt;br /&gt;Why all are focusing on break up da.....? Give the best try.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Ponnarasi ( Thalaivi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks for ur support thalaivi..... I meant some thing different regarding that commitment.. But u r right... Im dedicated u know..... ha ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-7841299740069425917?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7841299740069425917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=7841299740069425917' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/7841299740069425917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/7841299740069425917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-comment-i-follow.html' title='You comment I follow.....'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-8633051939966329948</id><published>2007-12-07T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T06:34:26.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is an analysis of Love. How people love and what made them to do so......? Why people are not loving........? How they cover themselves from luv rays.......?and lots........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls are really puzzling . They made a great impact in my luv life. I am now in a state to shout, " I wont luv". Because of some girls. No expression changes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The thing is, I proposed few ( may be many) girls in my school days. But they said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is not the age and im not that sort of girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So many dialogs  and im some what pacified by the feeling of entering the college. When i  came here, all  girls are already committed..... Oh bull shit., I had lots of plan here, but it was all screwed up.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls are very much ahead. Calf loves ( Premature loves)are carried till college end and even they tie up knot..... Its sad boss....... Calf love are just meant for ....... meant for gaining experience..... You must show up in college and corporates.... Any way corporates may fire you..... So atleast in colleges.........?Dont disappoint the guys .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shakespeare  said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Love will not have reasons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   If it has reasons, It is not love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But can we blindly follow these lines, without reason, love......? I will not take even a veg puff without reason, then how come hard feelings......? The second type of love (A) love, is much more drifted towards appearance. Though appearances are deceptive, they are the first attraction. Though girls are not that much fool to luv a guy just with his looks, they are fools enough to believe a guy with disguised character....Sorry to mention you as fools, but these guys are exploiting you a lot. And in the same time, Girls are no way inferior to guys in this aspect. Lets have this clash latter. So , Don try to impress your lover or love with ur made up character, because, your real show might disturb your love.... So folks serious advice over..... Coming to our session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please do follow these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ten commandments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  for Luv.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont carry ur calf love till college. ( Guys will be expecting ma).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel free to break up. Give way for new offers. You are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think twice before you think.. So think more before you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Act without acting, be truthful atleast to your last( recent) love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont commit yourself with words.( Words are sharper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never write a letter, u r not Milton or Shelly or Agatha.... ( It might keep you behind bars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While making love, never make love. Stand in limits boss. Dont initiate Initial Process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be careful... Prevention is better than cure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do good things, u will become a lovable guy for all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So, Do more, Love more ( or) Love more, Do more......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have witnessed many luv in my life( of course, others love). So im writing on that basis and this may not be completely true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-8633051939966329948?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8633051939966329948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=8633051939966329948' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8633051939966329948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/8633051939966329948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-vs-love.html' title='Love Commandments'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-1178373207233101037</id><published>2007-09-24T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:38:33.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;From&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.rajzone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;www.rajzone.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be omnipresent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Sir im fine. I hope the same from you. Im not a strong believer of you. but some of my friends said me, you shall give me the things i wanted. So i want to make my life finer.... better....Gorgeous...Here are my needs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1. Except my sister, no girl should call me as brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. By luck, im Indian. ( 3rd beautiful country in terms of girls). So soon, i want to live  for some time in Australia an&lt;/span&gt;d NewZealand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;3. I want to be chief guest for all functions or atleast for fashion show in a RAW Women's college.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;4. Marriages are made in heaven. So I remain single here. I want marriages there..&lt;br /&gt;   Never mind about first nights, i will manage even in hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;5. ****I want my Girl friend to pay the bill for my shopping....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;6. ****If i see and girl, and like her, I want the girl's status(single/committed), phone  number and address , mailed to me... Dress color also needed to avoid confusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;7. I want to get rid off my specs soon, since it hinders my exploration... So give me a clear,cool vision.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;8. I want to live a defi&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nitely male's life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;9. I want to write some good posts in my blog....( not like this for sure)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;10. I want every one to comment on all my posts.....( otherwise curse them).......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The starred points are tuff, but please process th&lt;/span&gt;em too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ever loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rajazone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;raja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-1178373207233101037?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1178373207233101037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=1178373207233101037' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1178373207233101037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/1178373207233101037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-god.html' title='A Letter to God'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-4309811625373823913</id><published>2007-09-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:37:01.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>வாழ்க்கையின் யதார்த்தம்</title><content type='html'>இந்த உலகத்தில் எல்லாம் செயற்கை தான்.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;காலையில் எழுந்து பேப்பர் வாங்கப் போனேன்,&lt;br /&gt;தாய் மடியில் அலையாய்த் தவழ்ந்து,&lt;br /&gt;கார்மேகத்தில் துகளாய்ப் பறந்து,&lt;br /&gt;தன் உரு பெற்று மகிழ்வாய் ஓடி,&lt;br /&gt;என் தாய் கொண்டு சென்ற குடத்தில் நிரம்பி,&lt;br /&gt;உயிர் ஊற்றாய் என்னுள் புகுந்து,&lt;br /&gt;ஒவ்வொரு முறையும் என்னுள் அற்புதம் நிகழ்த்திய நதி,&lt;br /&gt;அடை பட்டுக் கிடக்கிறது பொட்டிக் கடைகளிள் பாட்டில்களில்.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;குளித்து முடித்து பூஜை அறைக்குள் சென்றேன்....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அறை முழுவதும் இரத்த வாடை,&lt;br /&gt;என் கண்ணில் பட்டன இரத்த வெளத்தில் பூக்கள்.....&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு நாள் வாழ்க்கை மலருக்கு,&lt;br /&gt;மலரும் முன்பே பறித்து,&lt;br /&gt;அர்ச்சனை செய்கிறான் இறைவனுக்கு,&lt;br /&gt;நூறு ஆண்டு வாழ்க்கை வேண்டி தனக்கு....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அலுவலகம் சென்றேன் மிகுந்த கவலையுடன்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஜன்னலின் ஊடே பார்த்தேன், ஒரு குப்பைத் தொட்டி....&lt;br /&gt;அலுவலத்தில் இருக்கும் எனக்கு, அது குப்பைத் தொட்டி,&lt;br /&gt;குப்பை பொறுக்கி வாழும் அவனுக்கு, அது அலுவலகம்....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அலுவல் முடிந்து வீடு திரும்பினேன்....&lt;br /&gt;மறந்து போய் விட்டது மல்லிகை....&lt;br /&gt;என்னை விட பெரிய மறதி கொண்ட ஜீவனைக் கண்டேன்...&lt;br /&gt;ஆண்டாண்டு காலமக மனிதனுக்காக வண்டி இழுக்கிறது,&lt;br /&gt;தனது கொம்புகளை மறந்த மாடு...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சோர்வுடன் வீடு வந்தேன்....&lt;br /&gt;என்னை அன்போடு வரவேற்க மகிழ்வோடு,&lt;br /&gt;நின்றிருந்தார் என் காதல் கணவர்.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanglish: Vaazhkayin ethartham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intha ulagil ellam seiyarkai than.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaalaiyil ezhunthu paper vaanga ponen,&lt;br /&gt;Thaai madiyil alayaai thavazhnthu,&lt;br /&gt;Kaarmegathil thugalaai paranthu,&lt;br /&gt;Thannudaya uru petru magilvaai oodi,&lt;br /&gt;en thaayin kudathil nirambi,&lt;br /&gt;uyir ootraai ennul pugunthu,&lt;br /&gt;ovvoru muraiyum arputham nigalthiya nathi,&lt;br /&gt;adai pattu kidakkirathu potti kadaigalil bottlegalil....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulithu mudithu poojai araikkul sendren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arai muzhuvathum rattha vaadai,&lt;br /&gt;En kannil pattana, rattha vellathil pookkal....&lt;br /&gt;Oru naal vazhkkai malarukku,&lt;br /&gt;Malarum munbe parithu,&lt;br /&gt;Archanai seigiran iraivanukku,&lt;br /&gt;Nooru aandu vaazhkai vendi thanakku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aluvalagam sendren miguntha kavalayudan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jannalin vazhiye paarthen, oru kuppai thotti...&lt;br /&gt;Aluvalagathil irukkum enakku, athu kuppai thotti,&lt;br /&gt;Kuppai porukki vaazhbavanukku athu aluvalagam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aluval mudinthu veedu thirumbinen...&lt;br /&gt;maranthu poi vittathu malligai..&lt;br /&gt;Ennai vida periya marathi konda jeevanai kanden...&lt;br /&gt;Aandu aandu kaalamaga manithanukku vandi izhukkirathu,&lt;br /&gt;Thanathu kombugalai marantha maadu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore vudan veedu vanthen....&lt;br /&gt;Ennai anbodu varaverkka magizhvodu,&lt;br /&gt;nindrirunthaar en kaathal kanavar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: The Reality of Life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning i went for a walk,&lt;br /&gt;I saw some thing that gave me a shock...&lt;br /&gt;It enjoyed as the tide and ebb,&lt;br /&gt;It mesmerized me in my water tub,&lt;br /&gt;It exhibited its force as flood,&lt;br /&gt;And even it runs inside my blood,&lt;br /&gt;Such a great river with lots of settle,&lt;br /&gt;Is packed in a small bottle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the pooja room ,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the blood smell in my lung room,&lt;br /&gt;I saw the dead flowers shedding blood,&lt;br /&gt;It ran thru my mind like a flood...&lt;br /&gt;Life span of flower is one day,&lt;br /&gt;Man prays god for living many day,&lt;br /&gt;So killing the flower in its birth day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the office with lots in my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the window, i saw a garbage bin,&lt;br /&gt;For office men like me, its garbage place,&lt;br /&gt;But for paper pickers in garbage, its their office....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the office and returned to home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the romantic Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;Favorite of mine....&lt;br /&gt;Just then i crossed a Bullock...&lt;br /&gt;Working for men for thousands of years,&lt;br /&gt;Without remembering the horns are theirs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered my house,&lt;br /&gt;With huge smile in face,&lt;br /&gt;My love was waiting in terrace,&lt;br /&gt;With romance and love,&lt;br /&gt;I hugged my hubby as his lady love......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-4309811625373823913?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4309811625373823913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=4309811625373823913' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4309811625373823913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/4309811625373823913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='வாழ்க்கையின் யதார்த்தம்'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-6106359374561734740</id><published>2007-08-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:37:33.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>தமிழ் பழகுகிறேன்</title><content type='html'>எனக்கு கவிதை எழுத வராது,&lt;br /&gt;உன் விழிக்கரு, என் உயிர்க்கருவைக் கலைத்து,&lt;br /&gt;என் கவிதைக் கரு ஆகும் வரை......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கு கவிதை எழுத வராது,&lt;br /&gt;உன் மெளனம் என்னை Mute செய்து,&lt;br /&gt;என்னை சாந்தப் படுத்திய வரை.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கு கவிதை எழுத வராது,&lt;br /&gt;உன் பேச்சு என்னை வாய் பிள்க்க வைத்து,&lt;br /&gt;என்னையும் பேச்சாளன் ஆக்கிய வரை....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கு கவிதை எழுத வராது,&lt;br /&gt;உன் ஸ்பரிசம் என்னை சிலிர்க்க வைத்து,&lt;br /&gt;என்னை புதிதாய் பிறக்க வைத்த வரை...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கு கவிதை எழுத வராது,&lt;br /&gt;நம் உயிர் கலந்து , நி நானாகி ,&lt;br /&gt;நான் நீயாகிய வரை....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Practicing Tamil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know to write poem,&lt;br /&gt;Till i encountered your eye's beam&lt;br /&gt;And it became my poem's theme.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know to write poem,&lt;br /&gt;Till your silence, muted me,&lt;br /&gt;And made my life peaceful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know to write poem,&lt;br /&gt;Till you spoke to me softer,&lt;br /&gt;And made me an orator.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know to write poem,&lt;br /&gt;Till your touch delighted me,&lt;br /&gt;And made me reborn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know to write poem,&lt;br /&gt;Till our souls mixed up,&lt;br /&gt;And we turned into one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:This is literal translation and dont shout at me for this translation :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-6106359374561734740?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6106359374561734740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=6106359374561734740' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6106359374561734740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/6106359374561734740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='தமிழ் பழகுகிறேன்'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-2890146533362725623</id><published>2007-08-10T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:23:04.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Life Spins Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;All of us or most of us (after considering me and &lt;a href="http://sathukudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;kudi&lt;/a&gt;) are quite busy in their daily life. Skating inside house before going to college/office, spinning in office (not in college) and returning back as older man. So to avoid this, I have an imaginary world. Ya its wonderful….. We can enjoy each and every moment of life……&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Enter this world as oldies with walking stick in your hand, with poor eye sight, with less/no teeth, with a loose jibba (you can find lots with &lt;a href="http://dogastray.blogspot.com/"&gt;samba&lt;/a&gt;).  Girls , sorry no idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then, Come out of the office as retired person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then enter the office and work for son’s or/and daughter’s marriage, studies and lots of stuff and secure them a good life. Children are setteled now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Now you will have your first night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then you will be having your marriage…………. Its great in reverse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Immediately after your marriage, you will leave your wife……sad……. But you will go with your Luv....................&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then enter the college with fullest happiness…………..Enjoy the youth…….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;After finishing the college life, go to school and study psychics, k-mystry and lots…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then Leave the school and entering the baalvadi or crèche, after this you are born……..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So finally its time for you to become a sperm and be ready for the transformation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ps: The 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; are dragged separately a bit... Please bear with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-2890146533362725623?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2890146533362725623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=2890146533362725623' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2890146533362725623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2890146533362725623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-life-spins-back.html' title='When the Life Spins Back'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-5707607216486296248</id><published>2007-07-30T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:13:48.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Preservations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many times in my daily life, i use to think of the things i possess. These questions often come to my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What have i achieved yet ? (i skip it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What do i have precious....?( Ya im gona attend it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Without getting answers to these questions, we shall enter the post. Here im gona mention, my most precious preservation ( ofcourse , some of them are my parent's gift)................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.My first dress: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have my first dress i wore and whenever i look at it, it makes the cute(partial) kid inside me, smile with eyes.(difficult to experience when you look at me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;2.Gokal santhol powder dappa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an old powder box(empty). I made something (cannot be mentioned here) with it and my mom did beat me for time and dragged me along the streets in a pleasant evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.My first luv's Test paper:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have with me, my first luv's science class test paper....  cho chweet hand writing... I corrected her paper.... 36,26,....( these are marks in each section and not API specifications).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;4.My Boxing glove:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I preserve this because, because of that glove only i lost my perfect sight. Of course, i got hit by my opponents glove, i cant take his and so keeping mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The Holly Rod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the holy rod which i would check up often, is one of the precious stuff. I used this rod to escape from nearly 8 guys who tried to beat me dead for piggy backing a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;6.The fisherman's Ring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring i always have it in my hand, will have 4 rings on it to symbolize me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.The Scribbles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My note a homepage of my scribblings. It contains all information about me, my luvs, my hot experiences, my cool faces, many in poem formats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.The Parker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first birthday gift, since i have no habit of celebrating my bday in the past. My friends, &lt;a href="http://ramanujamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;babbu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sathukudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;kudi&lt;/a&gt;, boopu, dhaadi,&lt;a href="http://gmahesh.blogspot.com/"&gt;mahesh&lt;/a&gt;, gave me this present and thank you very much das.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.The Luv Nail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a poem and i got a bitten nail as prize from my Lady luv(no:2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The Ultimate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog......www.rajzone.blogspot.com and my old blog www.rajazone.blogspot.com are also precious in my present life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: feel free to list your precious stuff here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-5707607216486296248?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5707607216486296248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=5707607216486296248' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5707607216486296248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/5707607216486296248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/07/precious-preservations.html' title='Precious Preservations'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33108766.post-2012697535149398434</id><published>2007-07-25T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T18:03:14.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10/10 - an attempt</title><content type='html'>From the title you would have got some thing,for what im blogging(dont take it seriously). As many of my pals, i too made my blog a crap with full of reviews. So this is an attempt to do some pure blogging.Most of the topics in this blog will deal with 10 as i mentioned earlier.So here in this edition, we shall discuss about, possible ways,the guys can try to jinx a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fit together:&lt;br /&gt;Make sure only, you two are in the scene and act as if you got epilepsy.Suddenly hold her and jala bula juks..... This process is fit together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Piggy backing:&lt;br /&gt;You know this right...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Expertise:&lt;br /&gt;If you wanu attract the one, you have to expertise the subjects(some extra curricular also needed) and no other go. eg:&lt;a href="http://ramanujamp.blogspot.com/"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; guy never reads(studies) before the exam date.But studied all the craps earlier in order to set the right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Bull Dog:&lt;br /&gt;As&lt;a href="http://privatebackyard.blogspot.com/"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; guy, you always say yes to the girls argument. Whenever possible, make the girl feel, that she is right. The name is derived from two factors.Bull ( boom boom madu) and dog-nandri ulla geevan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Choco-magic:&lt;br /&gt;This is not a perfect way.... Give chocolates to the one every day : girls stick to chocolates more.(make sure the chocolate is given well before expiry date).Im the one who do this.But for different reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Paypal:&lt;br /&gt;In short , you have to become her paypal. After the trial version, you may be accepted as permanent or........... We know one guy who practiced this approach and now he is a family head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Jil-Mil&lt;br /&gt;This is a subset of previous point. Guys this is a rapidly developing media which drives the guys crazy, thinking of whats that in this huge...... ear ring....? Jil-Mil is the nearest competitor of Sridevi gold covering i think. For further queries, contact:&lt;a href="http://kavinpreethi.blogspot.com/"&gt;KaPaThu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Online entry- off line re-entry:&lt;br /&gt;This is a safest mode since you create a fort abt your image online and enter the scene after that. This guy,&lt;a href="http://svijayspeaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;vijay&lt;/a&gt; is good at this. This guy is facing a lots and lots of problem nowadays. So i re-direct the queries to this &lt;a href="http://gmahesh.blogspot.com/"&gt;good man&lt;/a&gt; who will appear in next point too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Adjacent adjustment:&lt;br /&gt;This is simple.Correct(sorry to be so pachai) the adjacent figure(may not be figure too).In general, correct, the adjacent girl and make your way thru the existing toll free road. This is also called as nool vitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Winner style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Winners don't do different things but do things differently". Likewise, wisely thinking and executing the plan. Like winner "vadivelu" ounnnnn. cry or just sashtaangama kaalla vizhunthida vendiyathu than. Since it is in practice in most parts of our nation and also in other countries, this Win-Win situation creating method is called Winner method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I tried most of these stuff and ultimately failed. So if you have any innovative ideas please give that hint here. It ll be helpful for many......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33108766-2012697535149398434?l=rajzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2012697535149398434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33108766&amp;postID=2012697535149398434' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2012697535149398434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33108766/posts/default/2012697535149398434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rajzone.blogspot.com/2007/07/1010-attempt.html' title='10/10 - an attempt'/><author><name>rajkingme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04931960425974996181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_st3bPKyYA58/SFsZO4olJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PJL3CRu68j8/S220/raja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
