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  <updated>2007-06-01T06:40:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:18471</id>
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    <title>Microsoft Surface - Coffee table</title>
    <published>2007-06-01T06:40:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-01T06:40:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Khuda hafiz - Yuva</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Amazing techonology... Check out this video clip about Microsoft's Coffee table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popularmechanics.com/technology/industry/4217348.html"&gt;Coffee Table Which will change the world&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:18390</id>
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    <title>ashaonnet @ 2007-05-30T11:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-30T05:56:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-30T05:56:26Z</updated>
    <category term="test"/>
    <lj:music>Anisutide yaako indu - Mungaru male</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 2px solid rgb(187, 187, 255); padding: 0.5em; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ashaonnet' lj:user='ashaonnet' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashaonnet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;'s LiveJournal popularity rating is &lt;b&gt;2.68/10&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ashaonnet' lj:user='ashaonnet' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashaonnet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; is more popular than &lt;b&gt;85.0%&lt;/b&gt; of all LiveJournal users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ashaonnet' lj:user='ashaonnet' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ashaonnet.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ashaonnet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; is more popular than &lt;b&gt;75.0%&lt;/b&gt; of their mutual friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="http://trustmetrics.relativestate.net/clear.gif" alt="" /&gt;How popular are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="get" action="http://trustmetrics.relativestate.net/ljpopularity.php"&gt;&lt;input type="text" maxlength="15" name="name" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Find out!" /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;small&gt;LJ Popularity created by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_thehumangame' lj:user='thehumangame' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thehumangame.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://thehumangame.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thehumangame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:18161</id>
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    <title>Time surely has changed</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T08:29:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T08:29:38Z</updated>
    <category term="thoughts"/>
    <lj:music>Laga laga laga re, prem rog - MPKK</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman" color="#8000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 255);"&gt;25 years ago......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#8000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#8000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;A program was ... a television show &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An application was .. for employment&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Windows were..... something u hated to clean&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A cursor ... used profanity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A keyboard was ...a piano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Memory was..... something u lost with age&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A CD was... a bank account &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If u unzipped in public u went to jail&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Compress was something u did to garbage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A hard drive was a long trip on the road&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Log on was adding wood to fire&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A backup happened to your toilet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A mouse pad was where a mouse lived &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cut.. u did with scissors&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; paste.. u did with glue&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A web was a spiders home&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Monitor was some one who used to keep&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;watch on classmates in absence of teacher or&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Monitor was class (School's)representative &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Desktop was desk's top surface.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And a virus was the flu!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#8000ff"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;... Times surely have changed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:17688</id>
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    <title>Enjoy this...</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T07:16:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T07:16:22Z</updated>
    <category term="joke"/>
    <lj:music>Bhool Ja - Shaan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Junior Software engineer, a Senior Software engineer and their Project Manager are on their way to a meeting. On their way through a park, they come across a wonder lamp. They rub the lamp and a ghost appears. The ghost says, "Normally, one is granted three wishes but as you are three, I will allow one wish each". So the eager Junior Software engineer shouted, I want the first wish. I want to be in the Bahamas, on a fast boat and have no worries. "Pfufffff" and he was gone. Now the Senior Software engineer could not keep quiet and shouted " I want to be in Florida with beautiful girls, plenty of food and cocktails. "Pfufffff" and he was also gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Project Manager calmly said," I want these two idiots back in the office after lunch at 1.30pm" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral of the story is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Always allow the boss to speak first" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Simple Thought</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T07:03:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T07:03:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pyaaar manga hai tumhise...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A very simple question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why do we say that close and open are opposites of each other,&lt;br /&gt;thought we know that the person to whom we are very&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;'Close' &lt;/b&gt;is the one we are very&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;'Open' &lt;/b&gt;with ?"&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:17165</id>
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    <title>Happy Women's Day!!!</title>
    <published>2007-03-08T05:57:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T05:57:16Z</updated>
    <category term="women&amp;apos;s day wish"/>
    <lj:music>Dil mera pooch raha hai...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Read this nice Quote, which I am dedicating to every Women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is a Mystery, the more you &lt;b&gt;Discove&lt;/b&gt;r, the more you're &lt;b&gt;Astonished&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is the Magic, the more you &lt;b&gt;Experience&lt;/b&gt;, the more you're &lt;b&gt;Spellbound&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is Love, the more you &lt;b&gt;Get&lt;/b&gt;, the more you &lt;b&gt;Want&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The beauty of a Woman,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't in the clothes she wear, &lt;br /&gt;the figure she carries, &lt;br /&gt;or the way she Smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a Woman, &lt;br /&gt;must be seen in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;B'cos that is the the doorway to her heart, &lt;br /&gt;The place where the Love resides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a Woman,&lt;br /&gt;isn't in a facial mould,&lt;br /&gt;But the beauty of a Woman,&lt;br /&gt;is reflected by her soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a Woman is in,&lt;br /&gt;the CARING that she gives,&lt;br /&gt;the PASSION that she shows,&lt;br /&gt;and this Beauty of Woman, with passing years, Only GROWS."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Interesting Clock</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T06:59:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T07:16:56Z</updated>
    <category term="interesting"/>
    <category term="clock"/>
    <lj:music>Zara zara - RHTDM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Found this interesting link today... which shows up a really interesting clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://home.tiscali.nl/annejan/swf/timeline.swf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st line - Seconds&lt;br /&gt;2nd line - Minutes&lt;br /&gt;3rd line - Hours&lt;br /&gt;4th line - Day&lt;br /&gt;5th line - Month&lt;br /&gt;6th line - Year&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Review of "My Autograph"</title>
    <published>2006-04-21T05:33:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-21T05:55:10Z</updated>
    <category term="movie review &amp;quot;my autograph&amp;quot;"/>
    <lj:music>Jab koi baat bigad jaaye.....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last sunday I watched the kannada movie "My Autograph" with my family. I loved the movie. Though the movie is a remake of a tamil movie 'Autograph', I liked it because of the concept of the movie and a couple of songs from the movie. The Actor of the movie, "Sudeep", himself has directed the movie. The costumes of the characters are selected really well. Good thing about the movie is that the interest in the movie sustains till the end of the movie. The 4 actress of the movie are - Meena, Sridevika, Deepu, Rashmi Kulkarni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entire movie is the autograph of the actor. Its all about how these fours girls came into his life and had an impact on him. The story start like this - Sudeep is getting married and he has decided to invite all 3 girls whom he had met in his life, before meeting this forth girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going to invite his first girl friend, who was from his village, he recalls his entire childhood life and that is shown up with a really good song. His first girl friend is "Deepu" whom he met in the school. After leaving school they never met again. Now Deepu is married and mother of two kids. He goes to her house and for a while couldn't recognize her. Even she is very suprised as well as excited to meet him. He invites her and leaves from that village to Kerala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is going to invite his second girl friend who is leaving in Kerala. And now recalls his life in Kerala. He would have come to Kerala for his college. Here in the college he meets a mallu girl "Sridevika", who reminds him of his first girl friend. Our hero doesn't know malayalam and heroin doesn't know kannada. This adds a bit of humour to the movie. Slowly they get close to each other. Initially when sudeep proposes her, she denies his proposal. Slowly she accepts it. The kerala backwaters are all shown very well in this context. Sridevika's parents get to know about this. They cunningly take her to the temple and get her married to their relative. On the otherside, some gundas come and hit sudeep and his parents badly. After this, sudeep is in depression due to love failure. He starts smoking and drinking. Two years of his life are wasted like this. Later he realizes that he should come out of this and start looking for a job. Now he comes to bangalore looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On entering bangalore he meets 3-4 friends and stays with him. In this context, they have shown up how unemployed people are still struggling in bangalore. And by co-incidence, he sees this girl "Meena" singing on a stage show, where she was performing for blind people. This is one of the songs that I loved in this movie. The song is really touching. Its all about life and to never give up in life. After this, they again meet in a bus and she helps sudeep and his friend to get job in her company. After joining the company meena becomes sudeep's close friend. But they don't fall in love. They remain as good friends. This is the girl who inspires him to come up in life. This part of the movie is shown as sudeep narating to his friend in kerala on the way to meet his second girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he reaches his second girl friend's home, it gets to know that her husband and her parents are all dead and she is alone right now. He was not aware of all these things and she would have sent him a recoreded casette sometime back saying she is doing good and even he should forget all things that happened and move ahead in life. He is completely shocked at this point and also feels guilty to leave her in this situation and marry someone else. With this guilty feeling, he returns back to Bangalore. He explains the situation to Meena. She gives him support saying not to turn back, not to look into the past which might raise many issues. She encourages him to go ahead and marry the girl whom he has decided to marry. And the girl he has decided to marry is "Rashmi". He marries Rashmi. Both his girl friends come to the marriage and wish him good luck. The movie ends with his marriage and a statement saying "Did you feel that it was your own autograph when I was narrating mine??". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most impressing character for me was the one played by "Meena". I was satisfied by the movie when I came out of the theatre. I felt that the movie was worth watching.</content>
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    <title>Which Colored Flower are You??</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T11:10:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T11:10:37Z</updated>
    <category term="personality test"/>
    <lj:music>Dooba dooba rehata hoon...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Blue Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/blue-flower.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blue flower tends to represent peace, openness, and balance.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are very delicate like a cornflower.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you are wise like an iris.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you're a little cold, like a blue hydrangea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:16360</id>
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    <title>Guys wake up...</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T10:53:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T10:53:52Z</updated>
    <category term="story"/>
    <lj:music>Maine socha liya....  - Tumsa Nahin Dekha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A long story, but worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided that I'd ask her to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;Or ask her if she would marry me.&lt;br /&gt;Or say that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.&lt;br /&gt;Or tell her I loved her, and that I wanted her to be with me forever.&lt;br /&gt;Or give her a ring -- a big, huge diamond ring.&lt;br /&gt;Or just get down on my knees and let my eyes say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had reached a decision. What exactly I was going to do about it, I didn't know -- at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now exactly one year since the first time I had started talking with her-- an anniversary of sorts. I remembered, because that first time was New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow it's New Year again.&lt;br /&gt;And we had become close friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I had fallen in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I am a simple-minded sort of guy, I have decided I want to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But How to tell her, though, was a bit of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many ways to do it and choosing the right one wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;And I had no idea how she'd react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would she think I was moving too fast?&lt;br /&gt;Was it too early to suggest marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Was she even interested in me in that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, the best way to find out was to tell her how I felt, and ask her if she felt the same.&lt;br /&gt;And if she did, then we could get married. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts had been in my head from the moment I had woken up that morning.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd only been awake a few minutes. As I finished brushing my teeth, the phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi!" It was her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of her cheery voice took my breath away. "Hi!" I replied, almost whispering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen," she said, sounding very excited. "I'm having a party at home tonight. Be there at eight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, bye!" And she put the phone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there for almost a minute, staring at the phone in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I stupidly said "Bye" to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to reach the party early, to tell her in private.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say it right there in front of all the guests?&lt;br /&gt;Or after the party, when we were cleaning up after everyone was gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was I going to get her? Should I get her anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;How about flowers?&lt;br /&gt;Roses? Or was that too clichéd?&lt;br /&gt;Orchids sounded better.&lt;br /&gt;Or bluebells.&lt;br /&gt;Or tulips.&lt;br /&gt;Or cauliflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my thoughts. No. Not cauliflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's New Year.&lt;br /&gt;A gift was definitely in order.&lt;br /&gt;I could get her that moonstone pendant she liked so much.&lt;br /&gt;But then it was a little flimsy as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;It was really a toy more than a piece of jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;But did it matter if she really liked it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I get her a book instead?&lt;br /&gt;Or a CD?&lt;br /&gt;Or an earring?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I make her something?&lt;br /&gt;I thought about my artistic skills and decided that that was probably not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time looking for a suitable gift all day that by the time I decided that flowers would be a better option, all the florists had closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also too late to try to get to her house early and catch her alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I'd tell her after the party when everyone was gone. And that I wouldn't get her anything -- more because I couldn't, than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool, and extremely nervous, I reached her doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;I was on time, but there didn't seem to be any noise coming from inside.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no one had turned up yet.&lt;br /&gt;After all, who came to a party on time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there and composed myself for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Then, reasonably confident that the turmoil I was going through wouldn't show, I knocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened the door, but only a fraction.&lt;br /&gt;She slid out without opening the door completely, handed me a piece of cloth, and told me to tie it around my eyes. "We're playing Blind Man's Buff," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meekly, I put the blindfold on, and she led me into the house.&lt;br /&gt;There was silence, and no one was making a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Quite sneaky of everyone, I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spun me around a little, and then made me stop.&lt;br /&gt;She backed away, and then said from somewhere behind me, "Ok, you can take it off now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a little confused as to what version of Blind Man's Buff was played after taking the blindfold off, I complied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as soon as I opened my eyes, I froze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing in the middle of her empty living room, and the lights had all been turned off.&lt;br /&gt;But the room was brightly lit with dozens of candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the wall in front of me, was a big poster with the following words on it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One year ago, this day we met.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an arrow pointing to the right, beside the poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turned. On the next wall were the words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year of friendship&lt;br /&gt;One year of joy&lt;br /&gt;One year of laughter&lt;br /&gt;between a girl and a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year of comfort&lt;br /&gt;One year of closeness&lt;br /&gt;One year of peace&lt;br /&gt;and a whole lot of happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third wall, was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year or Six,&lt;br /&gt;a lifetime it seems,&lt;br /&gt;And yet, it feels just like yesterday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to look at the fourth wall, and there, standing in front of it, was she, holding up a poster in her hands that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be this happy forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will You Marry Me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story shows, normally how dumb and confused MEN are.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:15949</id>
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    <title>Me, described by myself and my friends</title>
    <published>2006-03-24T06:31:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-24T06:31:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dil kya kare jab kisiko....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="text-align: center; border-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; background: rgb(204, 204, 255) none repeat scroll 0%; width: 50%; vertical-align: top; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 0.7em;"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 63);"&gt;clever&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 31);"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; background: rgb(255, 204, 204) none repeat scroll 0%; width: 50%; vertical-align: top; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 0.7em;"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;adaptable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;calm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;energetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;modest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;organised&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;responsive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sensible&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 0);"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(63, 0, 0);"&gt;witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; background: rgb(204, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0%; width: 50%; vertical-align: top; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 0.7em;"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; background: rgb(204, 204, 204) none repeat scroll 0%; width: 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 0.7em;"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt; able, accepting, brave, complex, dependable, dignified, extroverted, idealistic, ingenious, introverted, powerful, proud, quiet, reflective, searching, self-assertive, self-conscious, silly, sympathetic, tense&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Dominant Traits&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;57%&lt;/b&gt; of people agree that AshaKumari is &lt;b&gt;friendly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;able (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;accepting (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;adaptable&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;brave (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;calm&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;b&gt;caring&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;b&gt;cheerful&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;b&gt;clever&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;complex (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;confident&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;dependable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;dignified (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;energetic&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;extroverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;friendly&lt;/b&gt; (57%) &lt;b&gt;giving&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; (21%) &lt;b&gt;helpful&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;idealistic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;independent&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;ingenious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;intelligent&lt;/b&gt; (21%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;introverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;kind&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/b&gt; (21%) &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;loving&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;mature&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;b&gt;modest&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;nervous&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;observant&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;organised&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;b&gt;patient&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;powerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;proud (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;quiet (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;reflective (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;relaxed&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;b&gt;religious&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;responsive&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;searching (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;self-assertive (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;self-conscious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sensible&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;b&gt;sentimental&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;shy&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;silly (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;spontaneous&lt;/b&gt; (14%) &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;sympathetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;tense (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt; (28%) &lt;b&gt;warm&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;wise&lt;/b&gt; (21%) &lt;b&gt;witty&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 8px; background: rgb(238, 238, 238) none repeat scroll 0%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; Created by the &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interactive Johari Window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 24.3.2006, using data from 14 respondents.&lt;br&gt; You can &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;make your own Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=AshaKumari"&gt;view AshaKumari's full data&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Happy Holi</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T10:36:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T10:36:30Z</updated>
    <category term="holi 2006"/>
    <lj:music>Jab geet hawaon ne gaaye....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wish You all a Very Happy and Colourful Holi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Want to know how was my Holi?? &lt;a href="http://asharaisony.multiply.com/journal/item/76"&gt;Read here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice time... Hope you all had a nice time too... Once again Happy Holi... May the festival of colours, colour your life!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:15410</id>
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    <title>Belated Happy Birthday to Me ;)</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T05:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T05:41:53Z</updated>
    <category term="birthday 2006 applibase friends"/>
    <lj:music>Ye jo mohabbat hai... (Dil vil pyar vyar)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How better a day would be rather than to start with lots of phone calls from friends and end with a sound sleep?? Yes that is how my day was yesterday(my birthday)... &lt;a href="http://asharaisony.multiply.com/journal/item/70"&gt;Read On&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Valentine's day to all...</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T07:44:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T07:44:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fanaa... Fanaa... (Yuva)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;ENGAGED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent &lt;br /&gt;together but How good you are for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;MARRIED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not about "it's your fault", but "I'm sorry",&lt;br /&gt;not "where are you' but "I'm right here",&lt;br /&gt;not "how could you" but "I understand",&lt;br /&gt;not "I wish you were", but "I'm thankful you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;NOT SO SINGLE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't about becoming somebody else's "perfect person." &lt;br /&gt;It's About finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;HEARTBROKEN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. &lt;br /&gt;The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;NAIVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too&lt;br /&gt;persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand,&lt;br /&gt;and get hurt but never keep the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;SEARCHING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be&lt;br /&gt;hidden where it truly does. Love is magic. The more we hide it, the more&lt;br /&gt;it shows; the more you suppress it, the more it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say I love if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they&lt;br /&gt;aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never&lt;br /&gt;look in the eye when what you do is lie. The cruelest thing a person can&lt;br /&gt;do to another, is to let them fall in love when they don't intend to&lt;br /&gt;catch their fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;POSSESSIVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else But&lt;br /&gt;it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when &lt;br /&gt;someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person &lt;br /&gt;you love has no idea how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............&lt;i&gt;STILL HOLDING ON&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad thing about life is that when you meet someone &lt;br /&gt;who means a lot To you, only to find out in the end&lt;br /&gt;that it was never meant to be and we Just have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To My Friends Who Are............ &lt;i&gt;SINGLE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the&lt;br /&gt;more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it&lt;br /&gt;would come to you when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can make you happy but often times it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;but love's only special when you give it to someone&lt;br /&gt;who is worth it. So take your time and choose he best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you an extremely prosperous, recession-controlled,&lt;br /&gt;economically-stimulated, employment-filled, portfolio-rebounding,&lt;br /&gt;debt-free, bonus-filled, war-free, air-safe, Terrorist-free,&lt;br /&gt;friends-filled, healthy, joyous and cheerful Valentines Day.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:15033</id>
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    <title>Pointers in Java</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T13:25:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T13:25:29Z</updated>
    <category term="funny"/>
    <lj:music>Dil keh raha hai, tujhse yun rishta... (Kyun ki)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In an interview a candidate was asked the question &lt;br /&gt;"Why We dont Have pointers in JAVA?", to which he replied like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I married a widow who had a grown-up daughter. My father, who visited us quite often, fell in love with my step daughter and married her. Hence, my father became my son-in-law, and my step-daughter became my mother. Some months later, my wife gave birth to a son, who became the brother in law of my father as well as my uncle. "  &lt;br /&gt;" The wife of my father, that is my step daughter, also had a son. Thereby, i got a brother and at the same time a grandson. My wife is my grandmother, since she is my mother's mother. Hence, i am my wife's husband and at the same time her step-grandson; in other words, i am my own grandfather. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I guess that's why we don't have pointer in Java..."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:14755</id>
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    <title>12 Steps to a Positive Attitude</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T04:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T04:27:33Z</updated>
    <category term="thoughts"/>
    <lj:music>Saason ki zarurat hai jaise... (Aashiqui)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;12 Steps to a Positive Attitude&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than 100 years ago, author Robert Louis Stevenson offered the following tips for maintaining a positive attitude. They still apply today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;· Make up your mind to be happy. Learn to find pleasure in simple things.&lt;br /&gt;· Make the best of your circumstances. Everyone has problems. The trick is to make laughter outweigh the tears.&lt;br /&gt;· Don't take yourself too seriously. Don't think that somehow you should be protected from misfortunes that befall others.&lt;br /&gt;· You can't please everybody. Don't let criticism worry you.&lt;br /&gt;· Don't let your neighbor set your standards. Be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;· Do the things you enjoy doing, but stay out of debt.&lt;br /&gt;· Don't borrow trouble. Imaginary burdens are harder to bear than the actual ones.&lt;br /&gt;· Hate poisons the soul, so don't carry grudges. Avoid people who make you unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;· Have many interests. If you can't travel, read about new places.&lt;br /&gt;· Don't hold post-mortems. Don't spend your life brooding over sorrows and mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;· Do what you can for those less fortunate than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;· Keep busy at something. A busy person never has time to be unhappy.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Every small deed makes a difference!!!</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T04:02:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T04:02:54Z</updated>
    <category term="story thought"/>
    <lj:music>Aapki kashish... (Aashiq banaya aapne)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A man was walking down the beach at sunset. As, he walked along, he saw another man in the distance. He noticed this man kept leaning down, picking up something and throwing it out into the water, again and again. As, he approached even closer, he noticed that the man waspicking up starfish that had been washed up on the beach. He was throwing them back into the water, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, he approached the man and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good Evening. I was wondering what you are doing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide and all these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If, I don't throw them back into the ocean, they'll die up here from lack of oxygen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can't possible get to all of them. And, don't you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and threw it back into the ocean. With a smile he replied, "Made a difference to that one!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, no matter how small the deed it really does makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a difference today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something nice for someone else, and you will get pleasure.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:14196</id>
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    <title>New Year Party at Applibase</title>
    <published>2006-01-03T04:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T04:16:48Z</updated>
    <category term="party 2006"/>
    <lj:music>Kehdo ke tum mere... (Mujhse dosti karoge)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We (&lt;a href="http://applibase.com"&gt;Applibase&lt;/a&gt; team) decided to celebrate new year on 30th friday at office, as 1st was sunday. This was decided very late i.e., on 26th, when &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shruthi_dipali' lj:user='shruthi_dipali' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shruthi-dipali.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shruthi-dipali.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shruthi_dipali&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gave us a treat at corner shop for her new car. First thought we will play Secret angel game, then as we were very close to New Year, we decided against it. But we decided that we will play some group games on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious plans about the games started on Tuesday. Some of the games on the list were : Karoake, some card games. Most of them were not interested in karaoke, so had to drop it from the list very soon. The discussion stopped here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the moment when I started a secret discussion about the games with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_fiveonehalf' lj:user='fiveonehalf' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://fiveonehalf.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://fiveonehalf.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fiveonehalf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. First we started looking at some group games on the net and found lot of them. Besides, these games, Preethi suggested me that we can give a surprise gift to all our colleagues by conducting lucky dip. That was a wonderful idea. The same day we went to buy gifts after office. Both of us were very excited to buy so many gifts, but at the same time it was a tough job to select so many gifts at a time. We both had a great time buying gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Other than these gifts, we also bought prizes for some games. One of the group game that was decided by this time was Baloon tower. But we got one more prize for which we had not yet decided the game. We both decided to take 24hrs time and decide on the game. Next day, I suggested that we can conduct Ek Minute competition and it will be real fun. We took 2 days to decide all the games that we wanted to include in Ek Minute and were very eagerly waiting for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know more about the day, read &lt;a href="http://chandrahasa.hostmatrix.org/wordpress/index.php/archives/267"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:14009</id>
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    <title>A Software Engineer's feelings...</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T06:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T06:45:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sawali si ek ladki... (Mujhse dosti karoge)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font style="font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" color="maroon" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" color="maroon" face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It was raining heavily outside. Dark clouds gathered in the sky and nature was in its ominous best. I took a break from my work and went to the pantry to grab a cup of coffee. I had a sip and went near the window to see the rain pouring down heavily outside the glass structure. I was inside our huge office building, unruffled by even the fierceness of the nature. Through the heavy transparent glass, I could see a small girl trying to hold on to her umbrella which the wind was snatching away from her. I felt sorry for the girl, and was happy that I was not in a similar pathetic situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://asharaisony.multiply.com/journal/item/18"&gt;Read On...&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:13817</id>
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    <title>I am Carnation!!! What flower are you???</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T07:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T07:07:17Z</updated>
    <category term="personality test"/>
    <lj:music>Dekha ek khwab to e silsiley huye...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;Try out... This is good one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FA/FAE/FaerieFriend/1128968366_scanation2.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x85978f4)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a Carnation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, energetic, cheerful, and bubbly.&lt;br&gt;You love being around people. Outgoing and&lt;br&gt;talkative, you rarely meet a stranger. Others&lt;br&gt;feel at ease around you because of your playful&lt;br&gt;nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbolism: In Victorian times carnations were given&lt;br&gt;to show fascination with another. They also&lt;br&gt;symbolize friendship and whimsicalness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FaerieFriend/quizzes/Which%20Flower%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; Which Flower are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:13488</id>
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    <title>Secrets of Luck...</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T13:36:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T13:36:37Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Mere khwabon me tu... - (Gupt)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="MS Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secrets of Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="MS Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: navy; font-style: italic;"&gt;Professor Richard Wiseman, &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Hertfordshire&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy" face="MS Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: navy;"&gt;Why do some people get all the luck while others never get the breaks they deserve? A psychologist says he has discovered the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy" face="MS Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: navy;"&gt;Ten years ago, I set out to examine luck. I wanted to know why some people are always in the right place at the right time, while others consistently experience ill fortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="navy" face="MS Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: navy;"&gt;I placed advertisements in national newspapers asking for people who felt consistently lucky or unlucky to contact me. Hundreds of extraordinary men and women volunteered for my research and, over the years, I have interviewed them, monitored their lives and had them take part in experiments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://asharaisony.multiply.com/journal/item/16"&gt;Read On...&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Lesson for the day...</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T07:13:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T07:13:21Z</updated>
    <category term="thoughts"/>
    <lj:music>Jaadu hai, tera hi jaadu... (Dushman)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As I was passing the elephants,I suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not. &lt;a href="http://asharaisony.multiply.com/journal/item/15"&gt;Read On...&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:12898</id>
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    <title>ashaonnet @ 2005-11-18T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T13:55:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T13:55:56Z</updated>
    <category term="personality test"/>
    <lj:music>Hum se sanam kya parada...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But my eyes are black.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashaonnet:12692</id>
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    <title>My power color - Lime Green</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T13:46:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T13:58:52Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Tu hawa hai, fiza hai... (Fiza)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;So true... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Lime Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/lime-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What else do I need in my life?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>How do I live my life!!!</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T13:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T13:44:48Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Gaata rahe mera dil... (Guide)</lj:music>
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