<?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-5086678015851364193</id><updated>2012-01-01T23:46:27.139+05:30</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='women'/><category term='sarcasm'/><category term='onam'/><category term='Gibberish'/><category term='enlightenment'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='quarter-life'/><category term='depression'/><category term='despair'/><category term='life'/><category term='home'/><category term='Bangalore'/><category term='travel'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='moribund'/><category term='class'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='realisation'/><category term='fun'/><category term='russian'/><category term='love'/><category term='Jeff Archer'/><category term='limerick'/><category term='Kane and Abel'/><title type='text'>Redemption!</title><subtitle type='html'>To spare my thoughts the misery of being forgotten, without sparing anyone else! *buha buha*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-7248858647712161128</id><published>2011-05-14T18:17:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-23T00:01:37.171+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quarter-life'/><title type='text'>Sail away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAsgt4-2RQ/Tc5-Lf_EStI/AAAAAAAADUk/Ba_Q6twL-74/s1600/boat-at-the-river-bank-during-sunset.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 111px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606557322152528594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAsgt4-2RQ/Tc5-Lf_EStI/AAAAAAAADUk/Ba_Q6twL-74/s200/boat-at-the-river-bank-during-sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There I was,&lt;br /&gt;back where i had already been,&lt;br /&gt;still not sure I'll pass,&lt;br /&gt;seems time to quit the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny,&lt;br /&gt;never you learn from mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, living the sad irony,&lt;br /&gt;weathering off like delicate snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all knowledge I've seems useless,&lt;br /&gt;in meaningless quest of dame and dime.&lt;br /&gt;if only man wasn't so senseless,&lt;br /&gt;he wouldn't have invented the thing called Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the river flowing to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;in a journey to the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at the horizon I see,&lt;br /&gt;alas, long wait is what have to sail upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-7248858647712161128?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/7248858647712161128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=7248858647712161128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/7248858647712161128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/7248858647712161128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2011/05/sail-away.html' title='Sail away!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAsgt4-2RQ/Tc5-Lf_EStI/AAAAAAAADUk/Ba_Q6twL-74/s72-c/boat-at-the-river-bank-during-sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-6295381259753724080</id><published>2010-12-31T21:14:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:59:43.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>And like that.. He's gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TR4HpC7iGII/AAAAAAAADSM/Mmn-U1Z_ebs/s1600/141178-diapered_penguin_new_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TR4HpC7iGII/AAAAAAAADSM/Mmn-U1Z_ebs/s200/141178-diapered_penguin_new_year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556887391964371074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life changes at the blink of an eye,if not faster. Just to remind you that you are getting older by every day,every week,every month and in the end every year, some sadist of an old bastard made up this thing called calender. Shit! Time flies. It's only a matter of seconds according to a dear friend of mine,yeah nano seconds.. Another year is about to end and i'm in office, retrospecting. Some must be having a blast (grrr... ), some might be alone,stuck somewhere,for some reason, and hell a lot will be boozing their way to the new year(just another reason of course),including my mentors! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, 2010 has been the cornerstone. My life has taken a turn and there is no looking back now,which is what i do the most nowadays. Ha! the good times! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy now, thinking of all the wonderful people 2010 had given me, of all those who stayed back after whatever happened in 2009, all the wonderful time i've had with each one of them. I've grown in many ways, i've moved out of home(finally..), started making decisions for myself (burp!), a sort of relaxed responsibility, I've laughed my heart out, cried my eyes dry in despair, I've danced around like a lunatic tribal dancer,jumping and howling, i've been in and out of touch, i've hurt and got hurt, i've forgiven and forgotten, and not, I've loved and wasnt, when was, haven't. I've made resolutions and never followed them,damn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 I'll miss you, you've given me memories to cherish, wish i had a locker to keep them all safe along with the password (jeez,how to open now? Infinite loops are a speciality!). Even bugs in my designs will have to wait an year now.[buhahaha, beat it suckers,this is what you pay for making my life hard]! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone of you out there a very special new year! Bonne Année ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inq&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-6295381259753724080?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/6295381259753724080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=6295381259753724080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/6295381259753724080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/6295381259753724080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-like-that-hes-gone.html' title='And like that.. He&apos;s gone..'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TR4HpC7iGII/AAAAAAAADSM/Mmn-U1Z_ebs/s72-c/141178-diapered_penguin_new_year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-5281183178998066097</id><published>2010-01-31T13:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:26:38.192+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><title type='text'>Namma Ooru Bengaluru..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some observations,some miscalculations,total randomness,Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st Jan 2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days since I landed in the Silicon Valley of India, Bangalore or colloquially speaking Bengaluru. One among the thousands of young brains pouring in,for a better job,a better life.This place is a whole new experience . To compare Bangalore and Trivandrum is pretty much a no job. You can easily fit in atleast 5 Trivandrums in Bangalore,with twice the number of people in each one. Not just the people,the shops,the traffic,the dust,dogs, pretty much everything can be doubled . This place is huge,really huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main things that attract people to this place is undoubtedly the climate. Just one word to describe it-pleasant.Throughout the year. For people from the hotter parts of the country this place sure is Heaven,certainly with downsides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangalore's a very well planned city,thanks to the genius of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kempe_Gowda_I"&gt;Kempe Gowda&lt;/a&gt;, which pretty much complicates the travel affair here. You'll find loads of layouts, main roads, gardens, phases, blocks, crosses,'-hallis','nagars'... Phew! And most houses here lack the concept of a lawn,reason is pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little advice to anyone intending to travel around here is get a bike. BMTC is a good service but you always have to find connecting buses. And in haphazard Bangalorean traffic nothing's more suited than a two-wheeler. If you want edge-of-the-seat experience  catch an auto-rickshaw, they'll just whisk you out of any traffic,dodge the traffic signals,overtake an SUV,teach some local slang,what not! Of course ignore the evil eyes and the meter readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a harmonious place. Here people from every corner of the world,mostly from India live in total harmony. If you think its only the people you got it wrong. Even the dogs have taken up to the city life. They are just everywhere. Nothing bothers them in the world it seems. A perfectly peaceful lot. Though there are occasional break outs and mob wars they have quietly taken their place amongst the citizens of this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said, I love this place for one really good thing, it has helped me stay with the people I've always wanted to be with, my friends. This is a strange city with strangely named places, strange language, strange food and water, strange roads and strange smell. What better way to start a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newlifefellowshiphome.org/images/frontpage_dirthands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.newlifefellowshiphome.org/images/frontpage_dirthands.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 123px;" src="http://www.newlifefellowshiphome.org/images/frontpage_dirthands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's never been better,even though I miss home and family. For now I'll go by what Bangalore is saying, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy Maadi...&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hogi Banni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-5281183178998066097?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/5281183178998066097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=5281183178998066097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/5281183178998066097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/5281183178998066097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2010/01/namma-ooru-bengaluru.html' title='Namma Ooru Bengaluru..'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-2315919076309055972</id><published>2010-01-13T23:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:53:02.048+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>At the Crossroads..</title><content type='html'>A journey has ended and another is about to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as I've known for the past 22 years will end tonight. I'll leave the place I've called Home and go in search of a new life, a new home. Happy and sad at the same time. Happy coz now i get to see the world, be on my own. Sad coz nothing like Home Sweet Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling I'm gonna miss a lot of things and even more people. Aargh! Life moves on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S:I don't wanna sleep tonight.Just want to enjoy,feel every second of it, like there's never gonna be one like it anymore. But I'm pretty sure this is just the beginning of my sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sail away, it's time to leave&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days are yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;Fade away, the night is calling my name&lt;br /&gt;You will stay, I'll sail away&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Rasmus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sail Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-2315919076309055972?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/2315919076309055972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=2315919076309055972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/2315919076309055972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/2315919076309055972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-crossroads.html' title='At the Crossroads..'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-8475383454511113466</id><published>2009-08-16T09:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:08:20.828+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CET,my love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SoeG6VHb2sI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xVeput4M_zs/s1600-h/OgAAAIm5hLGpGRoWhO6WvYaDMOExoE38DJnYmvm1P_Zo2HtKowy6YIZrfvdoKT9EaxvYTNrR8IUWL1AC2UfzeBQChl8Am1T1UJbNvoQlr6DE_DTg6u2CDDKd-iHZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SoeG6VHb2sI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xVeput4M_zs/s320/OgAAAIm5hLGpGRoWhO6WvYaDMOExoE38DJnYmvm1P_Zo2HtKowy6YIZrfvdoKT9EaxvYTNrR8IUWL1AC2UfzeBQChl8Am1T1UJbNvoQlr6DE_DTg6u2CDDKd-iHZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370409417321470658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two stanza from the song Venal Kaattil from Ritu. Everytime i hear this song it takes me back to that special place where i spent the most amazing four years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;venal kaattil pookkal pole nammil ormakal..&lt;br /&gt;eeran kannil tangum moodal pole ormakal..&lt;br /&gt;pazhayora vazhi maram, itarumee ilakalay&lt;br /&gt;ezhutiyo maravi tan, rituvilum varikal&lt;br /&gt;pala sandhya poy maranju pakaletra yatrayay&lt;br /&gt;nizhalayalanjuvo ni gatakalame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venal kaattil .... moodal pole ormakal&lt;br /&gt;viralu pol veerukal, tirayumee mannile&lt;br /&gt;nanavukal podiyumo, poovil pulkodiyil,&lt;br /&gt;veyilayi, manju mazhayay, tirasheela marave,&lt;br /&gt;kali teernu poy maranjo, priya tozhare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-8475383454511113466?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/8475383454511113466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=8475383454511113466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8475383454511113466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8475383454511113466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2009/08/well.html' title='CET,my love..'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SoeG6VHb2sI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xVeput4M_zs/s72-c/OgAAAIm5hLGpGRoWhO6WvYaDMOExoE38DJnYmvm1P_Zo2HtKowy6YIZrfvdoKT9EaxvYTNrR8IUWL1AC2UfzeBQChl8Am1T1UJbNvoQlr6DE_DTg6u2CDDKd-iHZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-8826557494815079919</id><published>2009-05-18T08:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:06:44.660+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Singalong!</title><content type='html'>The univ's are in less than a week's time, and i don't give a fuck!! Shashi Tharoor is the our new MP, the city and the state itself has high hopes. Got hold of the scrubs soundtrack lately, amazing collection! My current playlist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/ShDUrPB_R3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/Nn-30O5B1EE/s1600-h/5886468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/ShDUrPB_R3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/Nn-30O5B1EE/s320/5886468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336999397668374386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Savage Garden - Truly Madly Deeply*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. A R Rahman, Aslam, Nacim - Khalbali&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Chantal Kreviazuk - Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Carpenters - What The World Needs Now Is Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Linkin Park - In Between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Eels - Fresh Feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Five For Fighting - Jainy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. James Blunt - Carry you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel - The Sound Of Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. Boyzone - When You Say Nothing At All&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. Buckcherry - Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12. Elvis Prisley - The wonder of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13. Five For Fighting - Easy Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14. Finger Eleven - One Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15. Five For Fighting - Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16. Flobots - Handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francis Dunnery - Good Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fray - How To Save A Life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gary Jules - Something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howie Day - Collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : The list is not exhaustive or exclusive and absolutely pointless but highly recommended(especially if soft rock is your cup of tea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* All time favourites. Media players have come and gone, playlists have been created and deleted but these songs have stood the test of time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-8826557494815079919?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/8826557494815079919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=8826557494815079919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8826557494815079919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8826557494815079919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2009/05/singalong.html' title='Singalong!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/ShDUrPB_R3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/Nn-30O5B1EE/s72-c/5886468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-753404953079148020</id><published>2009-05-07T20:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:05:07.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Holy Molly!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SgMBhNIxXJI/AAAAAAAABU4/yJSJPn4R3Ko/s1600-h/surprised_donald.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SgMBhNIxXJI/AAAAAAAABU4/yJSJPn4R3Ko/s320/surprised_donald.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333108053710560402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want  to be free,&lt;br /&gt;from bonds,responsibilities, any decree.&lt;br /&gt;I want to run,run and run&lt;br /&gt;keep running till The End.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn,understand.&lt;br /&gt;I want to love and be loved,&lt;br /&gt;I want peace of mind and a slice of bread,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy, all to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;I want no regrets or cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be just and perfect,an angel.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel good, feel bad, feel sorry, feel real.&lt;br /&gt;I want to live life to the fullest,every second of it,&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel round and round the world,&lt;br /&gt;know it,see it,love it and be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the moon, the sun,&lt;br /&gt;touch the stars, feel them cold on my palm,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be born again,and die eventually,&lt;br /&gt;I want it to rain when i wish and play in the mud,&lt;br /&gt;I want money,power and fame,&lt;br /&gt;I want something really really precious,&lt;br /&gt;I want her and her and her,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the richest without earning a penny,&lt;br /&gt;the smartest with brain hardly any,&lt;br /&gt;the fastest and strongest, the best.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be on top of the world,the Everest,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the luckiest,&lt;br /&gt;I want to do everything that can possibly be done,mabbe like a scientist,&lt;br /&gt;I want to live, in a dream, a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be god,human!&lt;br /&gt;may even a single one should happen or not&lt;br /&gt;the one thing i really want is to know and be myself all the time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P S:Boy,I'm greedy?! Sometimes I just surprise myself,mostly for the sake of it. I know there are many out there who have a similar wishlist and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you know who you are&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-753404953079148020?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/753404953079148020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=753404953079148020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/753404953079148020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/753404953079148020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-molly.html' title='Holy Molly!!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SgMBhNIxXJI/AAAAAAAABU4/yJSJPn4R3Ko/s72-c/surprised_donald.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-4072949493050629339</id><published>2009-02-07T08:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:32:42.928+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some of my recent &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;XKCD&lt;/a&gt; favourites. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/journal_4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/journal_4.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/162/"&gt;Angular Momentum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/484/"&gt;Flash Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/540/"&gt;Base System&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/55/"&gt;Useless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/75/"&gt;Curse Levels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/512/"&gt;Alternate Currency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-4072949493050629339?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/4072949493050629339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=4072949493050629339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4072949493050629339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4072949493050629339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-5758029757486490454</id><published>2009-01-23T22:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:35:59.177+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limerick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibberish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='russian'/><title type='text'>Naun-cence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(170, 187, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This evening I was going through my collection of e-books, hoping to clean up so that i could free up some space on my hard disk for some much needed downloads(Phew! I'm outta breath..).And i happened to get stuck on this one book, Limericks the Book of Nonsense! Whoa!! This is one of those books which you will start reading apparently for no reason, but the title. A wacky and ludicrous title always arouses curiosity,starting with this one[:)]. The book didn't fail my expectations, not that i had many, nevertheless, this is a specimen of what i found inside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SXn_S4G-ZaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/j4IWpNpHJP4/s400/beard.JPG" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; text-align: justify; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294543536715097506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There was an Old Man with a beard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who said, 'It is just as I feared! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two Owls and a Hen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Four Larks and a Wren, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have all built their nests in my beard!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Был один старичок в бороде, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Он сказал: «Так и знал, быть беде! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Две совы и несушка, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Корольки и кукушка &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Свили гнёзда в моей бороде!» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SXn_0fhHAwI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Kx4aulQ-t3g/s400/lady.JPG" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294544114229379842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There was a Young Lady of Ryde,&lt;br /&gt;Whose shoe-strings were seldom untied;&lt;br /&gt;She purchased some clogs,&lt;br /&gt;And some small spotted dogs,&lt;br /&gt;And frequently walked about Ryde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Клоги юная леди из Райда&lt;br /&gt;Шнуровала весьма аккурайдо&lt;br /&gt;И, печатая шаг,&lt;br /&gt;Свору пёстрых собак&lt;br /&gt;Проводила по улицам Райда.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best guess about the second language is that its Russian, google translator almost justifies my conclusion,Hooray!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here goes the definition(Oh! Come on everyone copies from Wiki):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    What are Limericks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limerick_%28poetry%29"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 204, 119);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;limerick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; is a five-line poem with a strict form, originally popularized in English by Edward Lear. Limericks are witty or humorous, and sometimes obscene with humorous intent.(Courtesy: Wiki) Loved it esp this one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/There_once_was_a_man_from_Nantucket" title="There once was a man from Nantucket" style="background-image: none; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 204, 119);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There once was a man from Nantucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The authors must have had as much fun as we've had reading these.(Supposedly a punch line for a punchy end) Hoping to write one or two myself, getting them to sound witty would be the hard part.(The follow up to the previous punch line) [:D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P S: For copies of the book contact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 204, 119);"&gt;&lt;span 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Sweeet!!</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://finallyseeing.tumblr.com/post/67824837"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;... a nice gesture, "priceless" too.. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-4715586627258908498?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/4715586627258908498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=4715586627258908498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Colla(e)ge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9fHkSumRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SBuH_hwFxZs/s1600-h/varun%27s+cam-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9fHkSumRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SBuH_hwFxZs/s400/varun%27s+cam-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287049071162202386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was one hell of a day,Onam celebrations!! A treasure for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: this is a HQ, 5120*3840 in resolution and 3.30MB in size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-1749519529590646032?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/1749519529590646032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=1749519529590646032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/1749519529590646032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/1749519529590646032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2009/01/collaege.html' title='Colla(e)ge'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9fHkSumRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SBuH_hwFxZs/s72-c/varun%27s+cam-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-636811138921356298</id><published>2008-12-24T23:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:37:02.194+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>O Holy Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9gIbFDihI/AAAAAAAAA50/tXRnGXg7TnE/s1600-h/christmas-tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 348px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9gIbFDihI/AAAAAAAAA50/tXRnGXg7TnE/s400/christmas-tree.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287050185380432402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoi! A Christmas tree here!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and god bless all!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bumblepigs.com/santa/"&gt;Have a laugh! ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christmasjokes.co.uk/jokes/fatherchristmas.html"&gt;and some more! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-636811138921356298?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/636811138921356298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=636811138921356298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/636811138921356298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/636811138921356298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-holy-night.html' title='O Holy Night!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SV9gIbFDihI/AAAAAAAAA50/tXRnGXg7TnE/s72-c/christmas-tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-5470183128193687050</id><published>2008-12-03T19:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:37:35.312+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bare bare</title><content type='html'>I never told you,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://maxweber.hunter.cuny.edu/pub/eres/EDSPC715_MCINTYRE/sbPropose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://maxweber.hunter.cuny.edu/pub/eres/EDSPC715_MCINTYRE/sbPropose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Now to stop you,&lt;br /&gt;from bidding adieu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep my heart from whining,&lt;br /&gt;whenever memories tide in.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say my confused mind,&lt;br /&gt;and not leave nothing behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream,&lt;br /&gt;with us together,&lt;br /&gt;our shack by the stream,&lt;br /&gt;kids running hither tither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell! I yearn for the impossible,&lt;br /&gt;but shall not leave hope&lt;br /&gt;Courage and faith, i have, invincible,&lt;br /&gt;still hope its not a nope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-5470183128193687050?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/5470183128193687050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=5470183128193687050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/5470183128193687050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/5470183128193687050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/12/agape.html' title='Bare bare'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-4872669914218005781</id><published>2008-11-05T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:38:41.760+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff Archer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kane and Abel'/><title type='text'>Review: Kane and Abel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://musingsunclassified.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/n59832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 500px;" src="http://musingsunclassified.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/n59832.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/SRHrsL44sEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/wl2osvWLiqA/s1600-h/n59832.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;spoiler&gt;&lt;spoilers,spoilers!!&gt;&lt;spoilers,spoilers!!&gt;                                                         *Spoilers,spoilers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm no critic and i don't plan to write a critique.[:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/spoilers,spoilers!!&gt;&lt;/spoilers,spoilers!!&gt;&lt;/spoiler&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brilliant! Few words could describe such fluidity and ease with which the author wields the mighty pen. Such was the pleasure reading the book that i was totally absorbed by the characters and their lives. So very engaging was the plot and so brilliantly was it narrated that it all seemed so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The characters were so remarkably brought out that i almost lived and entire 65 years in just a few days time. I fought two world wars, build up an empire, ran a bank,made love and produced offspring capable of holding up my name. It was a roller coaster ride through the entire period and had to be one of the best reads I've ever had. People,characters have always interested me and i couldn't have found a better book to dwell into the minds of two different characters uncannily similar in some respects,hunger for success and hatred for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Abels story of struggle during his childhood attracted me more towards his character. I liked how gallantly he fought his way past the Russians and finally made a place for himself. But as time went by i found myself liking William's character more and more. Maybe his successful love life and meticulous manner of dealing with things attracted me. Both were ambitious and proud nevertheless. Their strong will and  clarity of thought impressed me as did their prudence and decision making.Their feud sounds more analogous to an unstoppable force meeting and immovable object. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't like the way Abel treated Zaphia, how i wished both lived ever so happily. I was also disappointed when William and Abel shut out each other when either of them tried to make amends to their relation (well,I've no right to get disappointed as this is the heart of the whole plot,;)).Hmm... That's life and nothing is perfect. But as Mr.Shakespeare says,"All's well that ends well" The novel was a remarkable read and fully recommended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-4872669914218005781?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/4872669914218005781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=4872669914218005781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4872669914218005781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4872669914218005781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/11/review-kane-and-abel.html' title='Review: Kane and Abel'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-4555382520760547014</id><published>2008-09-30T10:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:31:11.274+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realisation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moribund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enlightenment'/><title type='text'>Jabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well.. I'm heading for the last shaastra as a CETian and this time the hopes are really high... I'm confident we are definitely gonna rock this time around.. Learning from past experiences, we seven have come a long way... Its been a roller coaster ride this 3 years and it al seems so fresh as if it had been yesterday that we all walked the stairs to our first year class.. We've grown more mature and our bond of friendship strengthened by each second we pass together.. This surely has been the best part of my life... For sure i'm gonna miss them all.. The sense of isolation came to me yesterday too.. I'm scared but i believe if i dont face my fears now i might not be able to overcome it in the future as well... I wanna  be a complete man in an emotional sense when i pass out so that i can build on my experiences that i may encounter in the future.. To be prepared for the real life i must be. or perhaps life aint that different at all... just a bigger picture of the present may give the true nature of the future... The lack of clarity of thought has haunted me a lot but i guess its time for me to grow up, stand up to what is right and raise my voice for the good... Well.. my mind is as discordant as this post is but i have faith in myself some day it'll all come together and i shal feel true inside of mine.. Acceptance, forgiveness and healing... Some of the things i need to understand.. I need to know myself.. but how? I feel a lot more comfortable when i'm alone, when i'm left on my own... But i'm lazy then.. or i'm misdirected more correctly... too many things occupy me then and i hit a stand still.. focus, that is what is needed... direction wil come with focus and peace of mind and the power to face the unknown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-4555382520760547014?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/4555382520760547014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=4555382520760547014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4555382520760547014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/4555382520760547014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/09/jabber.html' title='Jabber'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-6308707983717486604</id><published>2008-07-02T22:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:02:42.347+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Taken for Granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... Must say I'm really lucky to lead a problem free life. I've always seen myself as an under exposed raw talent. I've felt its because of the way i was brought up the way ma parents looked after me that I've remained raw forever. I've always taken their care for granted like we all do. Most of the times I've felt like had my mom been a little more well off, my dad a little more richer, then i could have expanded my horizon. But the reality is that only me myself am responsible for what ever horizons i haven't touched, my amount of knowledge about this world. Parents can only guide you , have to walk through the path treaded by the knowledge and experience of the elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     Perhaps I should have taken a different perspective. Had i not had this much care and protection i could have turned out into a much worse individual. I've had no difficulty what so ever so far in my life. It pains me to think I'll have to leave the security of the home and step into this world to face stiffer challenges than ever before. Until now our parents took care of all our needs bearing a lot of pain. Now its our time to show then what we are capable of. I have to bring justice to what they have done for me and try and full fill their expectations to the maximum and give something back to the society that has had its share in my success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Success is the progressive realization of a worthy goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-6308707983717486604?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/6308707983717486604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=6308707983717486604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/6308707983717486604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/6308707983717486604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/07/taken-for-granted.html' title='Taken for Granted'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-334793478614935019</id><published>2008-06-03T21:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:44:58.681+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a long time i sat down with ma tool set in the photoshop. It was nice to be back. Hmm.. I must say I haven't lost my touch with the tools even though the rendezvous has been long delayed. This is some of the pics i did. I'm still an apprentice so guess the pictures might not be hugely appealing or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the album: &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/wackyharry/ChangeIsRefreshing"&gt;Change is refreshing!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-334793478614935019?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/334793478614935019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=334793478614935019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/334793478614935019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/334793478614935019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-98488726723520619</id><published>2008-05-20T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:04:28.659+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A good conversation</title><content type='html'>Me: How are you ma boy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red:Fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Very well... Hmmmm... you know why i come here dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red:Yeeaaah, to piss off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Hmmm... I'm so sorry if i'm bothering you, you the only one whom i can talk to like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red:Alright. Go ahead.. Pee on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Oh! Dont be so rude.. I'm going off then.. Sorry for wasting your time.. Take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red:Fuck off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-98488726723520619?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/98488726723520619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=98488726723520619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/98488726723520619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/98488726723520619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-conversation.html' title='A good conversation'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-220795903505286774</id><published>2008-05-02T12:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:42:02.881+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.. this is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The placements are approaching fast in fact in just a month and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting in ma house like a stupid freak typing out some stupid thing.The thing that worries me the most is the fact that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; on me,any credentials, to prove my worth.To be fair i myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; worth! Sigh! Into two months I look around and i see all of them walking off with tidy little jobs. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a loser anymore. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna land a fucking job or not. I'm gonna land one for sure. Why do i have to prove &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; each time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me ? Am i just an incompetent asshole? Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just a complacent prick making way for every other tom dick and harry to go forward and make a life for themselves. I know I'm talented and hardworking but I'm afraid or rather i was afraid of this socialisation and being centre of attraction and blah blah... I have got nothing to show for myself. I done nothing ma entire life. I have just wasted my time on things that never really mattered. But one thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty confident about is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; survive no matter what. I know i can survive because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; survived &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;up till&lt;/span&gt; now and will forever. That's what I'm all about. I know myself a lot better now. I know how to enjoy life i know what this life is all about. I know what is waiting for me or perhaps i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; gonna be a fucking mud head loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank my mind's running empty at this moment, a pain grips me by my throat it wont  leave until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; reassured about ma future. Its ma instincts. its the confidence. I'm in a confused state &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; struggle the struggle for existence and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna perish in ma struggle. Wat if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; land a job? What if i fail to make it to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;IITs&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;IISc&lt;/span&gt;? What if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; jobless after 4 years what if my dreams were to be thrown out through the window?? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; jobless i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna look pathetic i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want sympathy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a man of action and not words. I'm totally fucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; i do a thing? Shit! I'm just pissed off like anything.. Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-220795903505286774?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/220795903505286774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=220795903505286774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/220795903505286774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/220795903505286774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok.html' title='Fucked Up!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-8890247449842198748</id><published>2007-09-19T17:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:53:54.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dead end.... Take Diversion!!</title><content type='html'>hiya peopple...&lt;br /&gt;It so happened that at the time of creation of this blog rather this one's dad 'Malignant' the bloke's of ma class started a group blog and so never got time to drop by. So if you people are really interested in knowing what &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180"&gt;inquisitivo&lt;/a&gt;(by the way, tats me ok!) and his peers are all about then click &lt;a href="http://aeiohyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wish ya gud health!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-8890247449842198748?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/8890247449842198748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=8890247449842198748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8890247449842198748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8890247449842198748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2007/09/dead-end-take-diversion.html' title='Dead end.... Take Diversion!!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5086678015851364193.post-8392633502762653442</id><published>2007-08-30T18:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:37:13.837+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dum!Dum!Dum!</title><content type='html'>Oh!! i think i accidentally deleted my previous blog,Malignant!! So inorder to redeem myself I've created this blog&lt;sigh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5086678015851364193-8392633502762653442?l=inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/8392633502762653442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5086678015851364193&amp;postID=8392633502762653442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8392633502762653442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5086678015851364193/posts/default/8392633502762653442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivoredeemed.blogspot.com/2007/08/dumdumdum.html' title='Dum!Dum!Dum!'/><author><name>H@ri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865879989548552180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kKxUqoWqMU/TDlW8PPNa-I/AAAAAAAADK8/ZXQ8mFL4dUw/S220/DSC01792.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
