<?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-4311008986245980911</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:21:31.848+05:30</updated><title type='text'>black forest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-1555212003635886086</id><published>2009-07-06T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:54:38.868+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm Tagged..I need to write down 10 of my secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very poor secret keeper and hence it is a very tough job for me to finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,here I start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I have had vodka(30ml only).&lt;br /&gt;2.According to me,love is the most craziest relationship one can get into..And I prefer to stay out of it in the recent future.&lt;br /&gt;3.I am crazy about food,especially pongal and dahi puri at A2B,DBC at Corner house,Ebony and Ivory at Pizza hut,Meals at Nandhini/Nandhana palace.&lt;br /&gt;4.I hate Chennai.It sucks big time..the climate,the stupid crowd and everythng else.&lt;br /&gt;5.I got into blogosphere b'coz of the advice of my cousin,Raja,the geek.And yeah,google reader is another suggestion of his that I have started using.&lt;br /&gt;6.My memory power is real good.&lt;br /&gt;7.I dont know how the twitter thingy works.&lt;br /&gt;8.I have a chat friend to whom I am quite close to.&lt;br /&gt;9.I develop a headache if I don't brush my teeth within 10-15 mins after I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;10.The last and big secret.This is the only secret no one else knows till date.It took 3 days for me to think of 10 secrets about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh..Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : I know,many of them are not secrets to most of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-1555212003635886086?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/1555212003635886086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=1555212003635886086' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1555212003635886086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1555212003635886086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-1136845117958156216</id><published>2009-05-22T16:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:32:50.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Caroll's square stanza</title><content type='html'>One of Lewis Caroll's master piece.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/ShaF6uuSeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-BscBzX7FQ/s1600-h/3164177871_65645abed5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/ShaF6uuSeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-BscBzX7FQ/s320/3164177871_65645abed5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338601652315387922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be read across and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Found it somewhere in my google reader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-1136845117958156216?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/1136845117958156216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=1136845117958156216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1136845117958156216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1136845117958156216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/05/carolls-square-stanza.html' title='Caroll&apos;s square stanza'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/ShaF6uuSeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-BscBzX7FQ/s72-c/3164177871_65645abed5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-803756225704274702</id><published>2009-05-11T14:20:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:30:01.745+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ZooZoos,</title><content type='html'>the men in white ,have become the stars of the IPL's Ad breaks.They were even brought into the fields during live telecasts(during timeout I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember , "121 -&gt; start -&gt; stop" to get the horoscopes in Airtel.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont remember "how to keep a busy tone,when I would be unable to attend a call(when my head is inside a crocodile's mouth. :P)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoozoos ..Yeah,they steal the show and I love them.They are real funny.But Madhavan and Vidhya baalan make me use my value added services better.:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-803756225704274702?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/803756225704274702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=803756225704274702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/803756225704274702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/803756225704274702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/05/zoozoos.html' title='ZooZoos,'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-1118800847465856365</id><published>2009-05-06T15:40:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:41:31.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things I dont understand</title><content type='html'>1.Why is my PG called "the best pg"..Is it coz of the guys who share our corridor??&lt;br /&gt;2.Why is "my company(where I intern)" take so many interns when we literally do no work?&lt;br /&gt;3.Have I changed a lot(compared to school days)?  I thnk yeah!?&lt;br /&gt;4.Are all guys the same? Many at the best PG first floor would say.."yeah!At the end of the day..guys are guys".&lt;br /&gt;5.What the hell did I do at college?Did I at all study?Everytime I open a text book,evrthng is new !?seriously man!!&lt;br /&gt;6.When do I get cold/headache? I/family/friends would say almost everytime.&lt;br /&gt;7.Anything anyone asks..my answer is "google it".I dont think I even listen to what they ask for.I hope there are a lot of junta who would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting these things bcoz it has been long since I had blogged.There is one more thing that has to be added to the list..I also dont understand what has been keeping me busy all these days that I couldnt write a post?Probably "Applying and ditching the exams" :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-1118800847465856365?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/1118800847465856365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=1118800847465856365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1118800847465856365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1118800847465856365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-dont-understand.html' title='Things I dont understand'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-2221454009534393202</id><published>2009-03-05T16:39:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:12:37.978+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sagittarian Women</title><content type='html'>Shilpa's post on astrology makes me write abt my sun sign ,Sagittarius.I wanted Shilpa to write it.But she seems to be very busy and thereby I am going ahead with it.You should understand how vetti I am at office. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/Sa-0z8ZqjkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lxdQPJ9AaKY/s1600-h/Sagittarius+the+Archer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/Sa-0z8ZqjkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lxdQPJ9AaKY/s320/Sagittarius+the+Archer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309661290173206082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Symbol   : The Archer&lt;br /&gt;Birth dates          : Nov 22-Dec 21&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac element   : Fire&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac quality     : Mutable&lt;br /&gt;Domicile              : Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The Sagittarius woman is an enterprising and resourceful individual who is constantly searching(googling :P) in order to fulfil her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;2.Ruled by the fun-loving and expansive Jupiter, Sagittarius is not known for her ability to stay within the confines of a budget.&lt;br /&gt;Not one to care about such details as a price tag or a credit limit, Sagittarius will often spend beyond her means.(Y worry when Brenda is ready to swipe her card for me..lol)&lt;br /&gt;3.The most compatible signs for our Sagittarius the “Centaur” are those of Aries and Leo and, Libra and Aquarius can also make excellent partnerships with Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;Taurus and Cancer relationship are also not the easiest and may require some work and, Pisces, Gemini, and Virgo present the greatest relationship challenges for our Sagittarius girl.&lt;br /&gt;(I better start looking for Aries,Leo,Libra and Aquarian guys :P coz I am getting bored with this routine life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here goes the advice or info (abt sagittarian women)  to  those poor  Aries,Leo,Libra and Aquarian guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sagittarius woman lacks tact and her flat, on-the-face statements may make you feeling like running away from her. Then, suddenly, she will say something so charming that you will feel as if you are on the seventh heaven. There, you go again! You will be trapped in her charm once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sees it exactly as it is and says what she sees. At times, you may wish that she were not so honest. But then, she would be like any other girl, wouldn't she? In all probability, you will not like it.(So u r nt going to like me..Ob!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, she is very calm and composed. However, when you become rude to her or offend her, she may become like the fire-spitting dragon.(I am always one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius women are quite independent and love their freedom. They are attached to their family, but not too much. If you want to get something done from a Sagittarian female, just ask her; don't order. She will never ever do it. She is your better half and don't you dare forget that. On the other hand, she doesn't want a sissy for a husband or boyfriend. He has to be a real man, who has his ego and won't stand for nonsense. So, you will be expected to balance politeness with firmness. I know it's difficult - but then, since when was winning someone easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says what she thinks and how she acts shows what she feels. This bluntness may cost her heavily at times, even to the point of ending the relationship. Still, she would act as if she's not hurt at all and it is just one of the many harmless flirtations she's had. People will even believe all this, while inside she will be weeping and nursing her wounds. All this time, she will be analyzing what went wrong and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word 'marriage' makes a Sagittarian female a little nervous and you will need to tempt her in order to make her settle down. She is a little hard to catch and tends to be one of the boys all the time. That doesn't mean she looks or acts like a man! Infact, she is as female as any other girl is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled by them. Look deep inside a Sagittarius female and you will find a woman who is so enthusiastic about life and who trusts easily. Infact, this extreme belief makes her heart vulnerable and defenseless. It gets broken too often, but then, she knows how to move on with life. You will be tempted to care for her. It's natural. There are hardly any people who can resist the bright and charming disposition of a Sagittarius girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let her be what she is. Don't try to change her and don't curb her individuality. She will brighten your life with her optimism, boost you with loyalty, trust you blindly and shower her affection on you. She will encourage you to see dreams and help you in making them come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I/my parents find someone  to do/adjust all this for me in the near future....Quite difficult..rite? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I am a perfect sagittarian..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-2221454009534393202?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/2221454009534393202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=2221454009534393202' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/2221454009534393202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/2221454009534393202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/03/sagittarian-women.html' title='Sagittarian Women'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9v0D1fRIOI/Sa-0z8ZqjkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lxdQPJ9AaKY/s72-c/Sagittarius+the+Archer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-8972357643181192842</id><published>2009-02-18T14:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:58:18.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Magma</title><content type='html'>Y are all magma terms like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magma,bedrock,talus,blast fusion,lava,volcano,..[:P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-8972357643181192842?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/8972357643181192842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=8972357643181192842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/8972357643181192842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/8972357643181192842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/02/magma.html' title='Magma'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-3428817012356756762</id><published>2009-01-29T10:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:29:46.803+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Damn , the great!!</title><content type='html'>The recruitment team of JP Morgan is suppossed to be here for the pre-placement talk at 8.00am,but isnt here yet coz of the flight delay.So here I sit at the computer centre of BITS-Goa ,reading the blog of my weird friend.I knew she was weird,bt nt to this extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Butterflies,pigeons and squirrels are the creatures she is scared of.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;She has an ego problem with lizards.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Her watch is on her right hand.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;The best tamil movie according to her is KANNAMOOCHI YENNADA.For those who dont remember the movie,its the movie starred by prithvi raj,Sandhya,Radhika and Sathyaraj (Still difficult to recollect,eh?) &lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Mozhi,Kanda naal mudhal and panchathanthiram are some movies that are not good..says the great damn friend.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;She says,she was very mature when she was in class six,&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;She never shuts her mouth and tells us that we are dumb (Man ..u need to give a break to let us open our mouths)&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;She is a perfectly confused hybrid(as I usually call her) when it comes to what her mother tongue is..Tamil,Telugu,Kannada????whats it? Please dont ask her this ques..she will give u explanation for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..good to have u as a friend.She is a real good person..I am nt writing anymore..coz it isnt a testimonial :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Damn great friend..I hope you dnt mind!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-3428817012356756762?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/3428817012356756762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=3428817012356756762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/3428817012356756762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/3428817012356756762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-great.html' title='Damn , the great!!'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-2278923140746537829</id><published>2009-01-22T23:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:35:57.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fate..</title><content type='html'>is that what is making thngs worse for me,evryday in 2009?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-2278923140746537829?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-1535790869897627340</id><published>2009-01-22T23:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:31:10.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>School days are unforgettable in evrybody's life and my school life was awesome too.There were days at college (the very initial days) when I felt alone and thot i shud have nevr come out of school.And later college days became heaven with all frnds around.And now I am getting used to the professional life(though i am jus doing only an internship now).As life keeps changing,the olden golden days pass through our minds ,especially when we chat with our old friends and when we sit alone and think of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just listing down two events that I cant forget in my school life.These are some of the moments that I have thought of many days and laughed at my own foolishness or sillyness,whatevr u call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Once I had taken leave for three days and gone to see my sis at coimbatore.This was in my 12th grade.I generally have the habit of writing the reason for the leave as fever and so had given the leave letter the same way this time also.I come back after 3 days and my chemistry sir ,also my class teacher sends me out of the class saying tht I had written a lie in the leave letter!(How silly a reason?!).The worst part was I cried over it (thuest..as in Swathy's language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then comes the first test I flunked;This was also during my 12th grade.There was some revision exam going on.Me and CK were sharing a table.Ck took one of my answer sheets to copy and too gave it.Unfortunately,the invigilator saw it.Thts it ..gone..And for the first time ,my report card had red ink on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  College was more fun.I dont have words to describe it.There are quite a lot of interesting events for me to list out..especially during the third year.Will get back to it sumtym ,maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-1535790869897627340?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/1535790869897627340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=1535790869897627340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1535790869897627340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/1535790869897627340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-2199558722216046421</id><published>2008-12-07T21:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:56:44.811+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A great moment!!</title><content type='html'>I came to my cubicle after having that wonderful birthday(my b'day rather!) celebration in the team room.And I saw two missed calls on my mobile.It was from an unknown number.I thought that it would probably be some of my skool frnd and called back.I heard a guy's voice and I couldnt recognize the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey Praja,Happy B'day!!How are you doing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanx!Thanx a lot!!I am doing good.How are you doing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am fine'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'By the way,may I know who is this?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey..I have seen u so many times at office.U must have also seen me.I wanted to talk to u since long.Just waited for the right time.Thought ur b'day was the right time to talk to u for the first time and hence waited for a really long time'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Okay!!All this flowery talks made me think that it must be Ms.C's friend and this was all the plan of Ms.C and Ms.B to surprise me on my B'day.This had almost become a trend in our grp to give such surprises on evry1's bday.But,Poor Ms.C..She never happens to get all such thngs on her bday as we all go home for vacation during her bdays..Now returning to the phone call..Btw..It was just a guess that it would be Ms.C's friend who is talking to me and hence I continued to take it light and just dint ask too many questions]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay Good!!You neednt tell me who you are!And thanx a lot for wishing!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fine.Do u mind meeting today at the pizza hut and spend some time with me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'yup sure..May be arnd 8 pm'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay then..Nice talking to u sweety(!!)..vil cya in the evening.I am a little busy now.Will call u back when I am free'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yup sure..Bye..Cya' And there ends the call.I was pretty sure that it must be Ms.C's friend and dint make it a big issue or even give it a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I got a sms."Hi da.It was so very nice talking to you.Tat too on your birthday.Good i waited for tis day so long dear".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint reply.After 17 minutes,I get another sms from the same number "?".Thats it.That was the whole sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied."I am a bit busy rite nw.Will call u in the eve".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no mood to work on my bday.I was generally doing time pass at office and so left the office at 5.30 pm and reached the pg at 6.00 pm.I cald him up and asked him if its ok for him to come at 7.00 pm.He said it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me up at 7 and told me that he was caught up in the traffic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay..Take ur time',I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another msg tht he would be thr in half an hr in 10 mins.Okay I waited.(Hoping that it would be Ms.C's frnd).By this time,I called up both MS.C and Ms.B and asked them to stop playing pranks on me and tell me who was the guy who was calling me."I have no clue about what u r talking about.Anyways have a nice time" was the answer from both of them.But I still believed that it was all their work.Finally at arnd 7.40 pm,he called me and told that he was there in the pizza hut.And I walked to the pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there in front of the pizza hut and called him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey,I am here.Where are you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just turn arnd and see..And u can find me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Even if u r in front of me,I cant recognize u..What do I do?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay!!Just gimme a minute,and I shall come to u'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay..come. Bye'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was waiting for the surprise(that I thought my friends had arranged for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a minute or so,the pizza hut guy (one amng those who serve in the pizza hut) comes and talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hii mam,you are Praja?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,I am'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Happy B'day mam..Please come in'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanx a lot!Ya..coming' and I went in.[ a little scared..This was the first minute  that I got a small doubt if it was really Ms.C and Ms.B doing all this or is there really someone else doing it(?!)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where do u want to sit mam? The sofa chair or the open chair?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God!!I started getting scared and was thinking that I should have given a second thot before coming to pizza hut just because some unknown person tells me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Anything is ok for me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its ur bday mam..u can choose'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..and I sat in the chair that was closest to me.Then the guy asked "Do u want somethng to drink,mam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No thanx.Can u temme who is doing all this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its us ,mam',and smiles and moves away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us?My brain was nt thinking anything (I was that very scared thnking who was going to come).After a few seconds,this pizza hut guy comes again and gives me two roses and wishd happy bday.I thanked him and called Ms.B.And that idiot,"Hey Praja..Wassup?I am on the roads"..I told her everythng.She said "Good man!!having a good time on ur bday..keep updating frequently..Have fun!Tata"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I called the guy(nt to be confused with the pizza hut guy [:P]).'Hey ..Where are you?Whats happening'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ya ya..I vil be there n 2 mins'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No..u need to be here in a min.I am sitting here ..totally lost.Come fast'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[I dont knw how i said this to some guy whom I dint evn knw]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok sweety(??!!)'and hangs the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time,the pizza hut guys had brought a table near me and put a cake on it.And they started singing and dancing.I was very scared that I dint even listen wat they were singing [must be a bday wish].I asked the guy who was standing near me again "Who has arranged for all this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I dont knw ,mam' was the answer.And once the song and dance was over,they asked me to blow the candle and cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Perfect!..I am not cutting the cake until u guys temme who is doing all this'.My hands were shivering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.C and Ms.B then slowly came out of the kitchen(?!) wishing me a happy b'day.Oh God!!I was relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have u guys gone crazy?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No babe..And Happy B'day!! and blow the candle and cut ur cake'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanx a lot ppl..But I was really scared during the last few moments'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hehe..U expected a guy,is it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the conversations continued.We had our dinner there and then returned.Had a great evening that day!!Thanx a lot ppl!!Worst part of the day was when I called my mom and told this.My mom said "U dumb gal..What if it had not been ur frnds?Will u just go anywhr if sum1 just calls u?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No mom...' and had to give some blah blah explanations to stop her yelling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thng that needs to be remebered in the incident is Ms.B paid the bill using her credit card and she forgot to give those guys a tip.She went to pizza hut again three days later to give him his tips.[:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : The guy who had called me and messaged me was Ms.C's frnd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-2199558722216046421?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/2199558722216046421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=2199558722216046421' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/2199558722216046421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/2199558722216046421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-moment.html' title='A great moment!!'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-5122886381147168831</id><published>2008-12-03T18:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:39:48.208+05:30</updated><title type='text'>About me!</title><content type='html'>A 50 things about me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I will be 22 years old tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I love black forest pastries and that is the only reason I have named my blog "Black forest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I am avery frank person and expect the same from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I am not very sincere in any work I do,but I try to be atleast sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.i dont know to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I love small pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I am very sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.I hate being disturbed during my sunday baths.(like come fast,get ready soon..watevr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.I deleted my first three posts in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.I am not a voracious reader .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.I love watching Tom and Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I am  possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.I love chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.I maintain a distance from ppl whom I dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.I am a poor secret keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.I am a poor advisor and also a poor person to console you.However ,I am a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.I have small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.I get irritated when people sign-off without telling me a bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.I love my scooty-pep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.I love eggs.I really need to go to R.K.Egg eatery in Ahmedabad one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.I need to sifn in into orkut atleast once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.I am a spend-thrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.I love my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.My hair is curly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.I have braces on my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.I am a slow-walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.I can keep on talking for hours together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.I get upset for reasons even unkown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.I dont use nail-polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.I believe in "No Expectations..No Disappointments.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.One person whom I have always thot of , to be invited to my marriage is my tenth grade tamil teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.I dont use my mobile when I go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.People say I am short-temepered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.I think ,I am a good gal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.My dad thinks I am very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.I can take things easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.I cant remember lyrics of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Evrytime my mentor comes to my cubicle,I vil be chatting or orkutting or reading a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.I can hate a person the moment I see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.I can like a person the minute I see him/her.(That doesnt mean I believe in Love at first sight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.I love my mom's cuisines, since the day I entered college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.I love to see missed calls on my phone.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.I keep my room very clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.My favourite color is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.I dnt have patience.(I really wonder where why I dint get this trait from my mom..Her patience is God level!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Did I mention..I love my name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.I can sleep for hrs together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Right now,my teeth hurts. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.I need to brush  my teeth as soon as I realise that its no more night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.My immune system is very weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really difficult to put up all these.I thot I could easily write a hundred things about me.But it took a long time to remember these itself..But I did enjoy recollecting stuff!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-5122886381147168831?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/5122886381147168831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=5122886381147168831' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/5122886381147168831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/5122886381147168831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-me.html' title='About me!'/><author><name>praja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01271620759448689685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311008986245980911.post-7510494812579457328</id><published>2008-12-02T11:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:24:46.655+05:30</updated><title type='text'>INDIA's 9/11</title><content type='html'>Mumbai,India's commercial capital is again attacked by terrorists and the rescue operations lasted for more than 60 hrs.Thereby,making India one among the top twenty  most dangerous places to be visited.Who needs to be blamed on this worst terror attack our country has ever faced?..the Indian govt or the Maharastra govt or the Intelligence Bureau(IB) or the coastal navy guard or the Research and analysis wing (RAW).The IB and the RAW had already given warnings to the Maharastra govt since March 2008 and even 24 hrs before the attack with specific details that attacks may be on big hotels like Taj and Oberoi.Shouldnt the govt be alerted by this?Shouldnt the security be tightened atleast at these places?Why were these warnings ignored?All these questions would be answered only as the investigation proceeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important question raisies in my mind as I write this.Why on earth does Vilasroa deshmukh need to take his two sons and  Ram Gopal Varma to the Taj.?And he gives stupid reasons saying that Ram Gopal varma isnt a terrorist?!What an answer.?!And there is R R Patil saying that "In a big city like Mumbai..It happens" .."It happens"..is this the word to say when people out there are crying for the death of their loved ones.When the whole nation is worried about the incident ..it is just a "it-happens" for some of our politicians there.I dont understand how the resignation of these people going to help Mumbai now.However ,I dont mean to say that they should continue in their posts.What is Mr.Chidambaram,our new Home minister going to do?Bring up the POTA again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are the terrorists going to be punished?The terrorist caught during the Parliment attack was sentenced to death.However he hasnt been hanged yet.I wish these terrorrists were just shot as soon as the policemen get informations from him.Why does such a person need court,cases,jurisdiction.Come on man..he has killed 100's of people and do we need to think whether he has to be punished or not?I have a lot many questions like this running in my mind.When there is anger about every other matter in this regard,one great satisfaction to us would be the perfect working of our NSGs.Hats off to them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311008986245980911-7510494812579457328?l=ajarp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajarp.blogspot.com/feeds/7510494812579457328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4311008986245980911&amp;postID=7510494812579457328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/7510494812579457328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311008986245980911/posts/default/7510494812579457328'/><link rel='alternate' 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