<?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-23684626</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:59:42.438-04:00</updated><category term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Waves of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-3444760893928007948</id><published>2008-02-07T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:35:51.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTS IN FLEXFIELD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We have new implementation of 11.5.10, I found an interesting thing about how not to use the dots as separator in the flexfield's, not much information about this was found on web.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the scenario, assuming that you are loading it into a single segment,&lt;br /&gt;Say your flexfield looks something like this XX.YYY.ZZZ.2008&lt;br /&gt;and with a condition that not all the parts of it are mandatory, so it could as well looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE1  XX..ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE2  XX.YYY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE1 it does not work, it does create an item though but you would never be able to create catalog elements for the same.&lt;br /&gt;XX..ZZZ.. Is loaded in the mtl_system_items_b for column segment1 as XX..ZZZ (Observe the missing dot at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE2  XX.YYY...(observe it ends with 3 dots)&lt;br /&gt;This item would be loaded as XX.YYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case where you have dot in front won't help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its definitely not advisable to use dots in the flexfield and loading into a single segment. The fix provided by oracle is use either '/' or a '-'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were using the dot as separator from past few days and ran into many problems and have now changed them to '-' and it fixed everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-3444760893928007948?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/3444760893928007948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=3444760893928007948&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3444760893928007948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3444760893928007948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2008/02/dots-in-flexfield.html' title='DOTS IN FLEXFIELD'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-1288929369321538309</id><published>2008-02-02T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T10:46:30.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;"Light travels faster than sound.  This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak." :)&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/23684626-1288929369321538309?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/1288929369321538309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=1288929369321538309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/1288929369321538309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/1288929369321538309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2008/02/qotd.html' 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type='text'>Women Purohits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080121&amp;amp;fname=Women+priests+%28F%29&amp;amp;sid=1"&gt;http://outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080121&amp;amp;fname=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080121&amp;amp;fname=Women+priests+%28F%29&amp;amp;sid=1"&gt;Women+priests+%28F%29&amp;amp;sid=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad idea for people who are planning on marriages.....&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good/bad or traditions its the attitude we/u carry.... rest all works....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-149015952264359729?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-2921635127977864205</id><published>2007-12-19T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T18:19:37.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Person of the Year : A Must Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Valdamir Putin is the Person of the Year 2007... a very good one about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/specials/2007/personoftheyear/article/1,28804,1690753_1690757_1690766,00.html"&gt;http://www.time.com/time/specials/2007/personoftheyear/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/specials/2007/personoftheyear/article/1,28804,1690753_1690757_1690766,00.html"&gt;article/1,28804,1690753_1690757_1690766,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Putin joke: Putin and Bush are fishing on the Volga River. After half an hour Bush complains, "Vladimir, I'm getting bitten like crazy by mosquitoes, but I haven't seen a single one bothering you." Putin: "They know better than that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-2921635127977864205?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/2921635127977864205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=2921635127977864205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/2921635127977864205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/2921635127977864205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/12/person-of-year-must-read.html' title='Person of the Year : A Must Read'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-5377808125661988188</id><published>2007-12-15T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T17:49:25.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shraddhanjali…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/R2RYX9ppUKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z1s9IHm2y7Q/s1600-h/kiranchandra1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/R2RYX9ppUKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z1s9IHm2y7Q/s200/kiranchandra1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144333843073421474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It is with im&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:450pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\chinni\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mense grief and sadness that we announce the untimely deaths of two of our friends and colleagues; Kiran Kumar Allam and Chandrasekhar Reddy Komma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are outraged by the blatant violence that has brought an end to such precious lives and condemn it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As expatriates, we know how friends become family in this land away from home. And it is this family that we turn to in our hour of need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We would take this opportunity to thank the community, faculty and students who attended the memorial service and acted as a show of strength for the families of Chandrashekhar and Kiran. Many offers of help were made and we hope we will be able to assist the families both financially and emotionally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As part of our small but significant Indian community here in the USA, we ask you to extend your heartfelt support to the bereaved families of these two young men in these trying times. As a first step, LSU has established a support fund for the families of the victims. We urge you to donate generously. Those wishing to donate to the "Komma &amp;amp; Allam Support Fund" can do so online by visiting &lt;a href="https://www.lsufoundation.org/"&gt;https://www.lsufoundation.org&lt;/a&gt; and scrolling down &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 25, 43);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For the Benefit of&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 25, 43);"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;select &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Komma and Allam Support Fund.&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;or send checks, made payable to LSU Foundation, to &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;3838 West Lakeshore Drive, Baton Rouge, LA 70808&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We would appreciate it if this information could be communicated across the country and that the Indian community in the US would stand as a united front with the families.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you wish to support the families by way of donating services, please let us know. Our contact information is listed on the website. Or you can email us at isa@lsu.edu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-5377808125661988188?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/5377808125661988188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=5377808125661988188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5377808125661988188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5377808125661988188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/12/shraddhanjali.html' title='Shraddhanjali…'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/R2RYX9ppUKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z1s9IHm2y7Q/s72-c/kiranchandra1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-6807695144317114843</id><published>2007-10-21T15:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:12:26.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LSU vs Auburn 2007 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/E8Jh0clroEg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/E8Jh0clroEg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a finish.....LSU Tigers quarterback Matt Flynn throws the ball .... perfectly catched by Demetrius Byrd for a 22 yard touch down with just a second left...LSU comebacks in line for the SEC west championship&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-6807695144317114843?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/6807695144317114843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=6807695144317114843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/6807695144317114843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/6807695144317114843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/10/lsu-vs-auburn-2007.html' title='LSU vs Auburn 2007 '/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-4592986217890961582</id><published>2007-09-26T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:10:18.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Suresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help Suresh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suresh Penchala an F1 Student at Eastern Illinois University is in Masters Program for Computer Science. He was supposed to graduate in December, 2007. On August 14th, Suresh was driving to his school after coming from India the previous day. He was supposed to stop in Nashville for the night and again drive to Illinois the next day. But before reaching Nashville fate played with his future. He met with a serious accident and is currently in ERLANGER HOSPITAL, Chattanooga TN, fighting for his life. Also read the news published at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.jg-tc.com/articles/2007/08/16/news/doc46c3b8fade304881630077.txt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Journal Gazette and the Times-Courier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; site about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ERLANGER HOSPITAL is forced to discharge Suresh as he doesn’t have insurance. No nursing facility is willing to take him for the same reason -”no medical insurance”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.help-suresh.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.help-suresh.org/ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and make a small contribution through TAMA.  Help Suresh and pass it on to your friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-4592986217890961582?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/4592986217890961582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=4592986217890961582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4592986217890961582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4592986217890961582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/09/help-suresh.html' title='Help Suresh'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-5163998190890724251</id><published>2007-09-16T15:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:36:24.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Beer ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/eH3GH7Pn_eA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/eH3GH7Pn_eA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Football season here ..lets wait for more ad's...lets c who ends with the biggest ad this year ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-5163998190890724251?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/5163998190890724251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=5163998190890724251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5163998190890724251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5163998190890724251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-beer-ad.html' title='The Big Beer ad'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-5262190487868502087</id><published>2007-08-20T20:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:07:52.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>@MSU</title><content type='html'>Few pics which I took at MSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso03-mf03I/AAAAAAAAAHY/1npXbdp98R0/s1600-h/IMG_5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso03-mf03I/AAAAAAAAAHY/1npXbdp98R0/s320/IMG_5861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100947664252425074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0uumf02I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cuBU9Bh4l8I/s1600-h/IMG_5853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0uumf02I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cuBU9Bh4l8I/s320/IMG_5853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100947505338635106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0hemf01I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J3wjyhQ5vAE/s1600-h/IMG_5846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0hemf01I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J3wjyhQ5vAE/s320/IMG_5846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100947277705368402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0Y-mf00I/AAAAAAAAAHA/UG5b_jVnsPo/s1600-h/IMG_5844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0Y-mf00I/AAAAAAAAAHA/UG5b_jVnsPo/s320/IMG_5844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100947131676480322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0OOmf0zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/q9sqeYNOPf0/s1600-h/IMG_5842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso0OOmf0zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/q9sqeYNOPf0/s320/IMG_5842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100946946992886578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rsoz9emf0yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_6QhBhO9M38/s1600-h/IMG_5840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rsoz9emf0yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_6QhBhO9M38/s320/IMG_5840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100946659230077730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rsozsumf0xI/AAAAAAAAAGo/x1txr_N2WAk/s1600-h/IMG_5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rsozsumf0xI/AAAAAAAAAGo/x1txr_N2WAk/s320/IMG_5820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100946371467268882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RsosoOmf0wI/AAAAAAAAAGg/SkYORPn-lmk/s1600-h/IMG_5816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RsosoOmf0wI/AAAAAAAAAGg/SkYORPn-lmk/s320/IMG_5816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100938597576463106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-5262190487868502087?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/5262190487868502087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=5262190487868502087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5262190487868502087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5262190487868502087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/08/msu.html' title='@MSU'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Rso03-mf03I/AAAAAAAAAHY/1npXbdp98R0/s72-c/IMG_5861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-3581054044656495423</id><published>2007-08-15T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:04:46.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayahae Bharata Bhagya Vidhata....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is a mail from a friend and fellow &lt;a href="http://aidindia.org/main/"&gt;AIDer&lt;/a&gt;, before the mail, here's an introduction of AID Kakinada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kakinada.aidindia.org/"&gt;AID kakinada&lt;/a&gt; chapter is an year old chapter started and is being built by students of ages 18-2o yrs, there amazing work is really inspirational which is reflected in the depth of issues they took up and the maturity in understanding the root causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their zeal and passion to make a difference is exemplary and is magnified taking their age into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Dear AID Kakinada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;This is not something I am telling you. This is something I was telling to myself and since you guys working in Kakinada for this nation are the inspiration I felt like sharing with you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the whole nation stands up and salutes staring at our National Flag, and when crores of people sing 'Jaya hae Bharata Bhagya Vidhata' I unashamedly felt proud that it is me as a young citizen they are calling to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After feeling that for about few years from my teenage and seeing children lining up because it’s just a mere ‘pappala pandaga' (sweets day) for them..... It struck to me... Leave alone the feeling they might have to feel that they had a responsibility as a 'Bharata Bhagya Vidhata' to fulfill for future they are blissfully ignorant of the Rights they have as kids to proper food, education, clothing and shelter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It is not to undermine the glory of what we have achieved it is just to put on the back burner that "miles to go before we sleep" thing.... Whatever moral ascendancy that the west has rubbed on rest of world is not just by its military innovativeness but also majorly by its eradication of hunger..... Time and again, whatever levels of civilized advancement the East had was lost to that one factor..... As its said 'Development of a country and satisfaction of being its citizen is achieved not by how big a nuclear weapon it has but how small is the number of people sleeping hungry in it'….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wondered and read what made some nations prosper and some suffer and one think that surely stands big, at least, in our case is certainly unity.  Many a times we missed the lesson history taught us - "Don't hear to the selfish and loose our unity". Let it be Panipat, Buxar, Haldighat or Talikota....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Planning, Passion and Patriotic Unity stopped the Sun from setting on a small Island. What expectation should a nation of 100 crores and called a sub continent target for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One might not have a great heart to accept the nation as one family but we can look back far enough and see that the difference between us really is not as big that we think of. The mere recognition of being an Indian would come first rather than Hindu, Muslim, Brahmin, Sudra, Kamma, kaapu, Mala, Madiga, Raju, Reddy, Telangana, Andhra or what so ever it is..... When rest of world is trying to surpass jingoism and nationalist attitudes and move towards global citizenship it would be a shame if our generation would step towards inferior feudal roots and culture of clans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Again I didn't mean to preach just pouring out what I am feeling.... After about a 14hr work I am ashamed to have felt tired just looking at the mexican cleaning lady who starts her work when I pack up and try to pose as a "saviour of the world" for working "so hard".... I surely thanked my parent’s exposure to greener pastures of careers and their hard work that made me work less harder today and I would struggle equally hard for my children. But, I just am amazed that with no blood bondage, with no near relation and just expanding their family to be a whole nation there are many who felt they can make their graves as stepping stones for the glory of our nation and generation. Every generation is indebted to each and every one who took the blows we had to and who suffered the insults we might have had to and gave us this freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Let us all remember their hard work, not for the sake of August 15th but for reminding ourselves what responsibility lay in our hands. If you feel proud of your new cell phone that your father's money got you then just feel how you would feel if it was really YOU that created or u r part of creation of that cell phone. If the 60 years that passed by is the cell your father bought what we do in future decides how proud we can be of this nation when we pass it on to the next generation. We can be one of those who sit on the side on comment and enjoy the fruits when it’s free for all and take credit. Or build a new nation with the vigour of our youth........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jaya hae Bharata Bhagya Vidhata..... ( to each and every one of you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-3581054044656495423?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/3581054044656495423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=3581054044656495423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3581054044656495423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3581054044656495423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/08/jayahae-bharata-bhagya-vidhata.html' title='Jayahae Bharata Bhagya Vidhata....'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-1035519720154872188</id><published>2007-07-13T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:46:04.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paraskevidekatriaphobia</title><content type='html'>That's  hard to spell, it means fear of Friday, the 13Th( today). The 13Th date which falls on any Friday of the year is considered to be unlucky, its a superstition. I didn't know it till today did you?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some facts:&lt;br /&gt;Many places do not have 13Th street&lt;br /&gt;Many buildings do not have a 13Th floor&lt;br /&gt;Many airplanes do not have a 13Th row&lt;br /&gt;Many ships will not start a voyage on the 13Th, particularly, Friday the 13Th.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/historical/a/friday_the_13th.htm"&gt;http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/historical/a/friday_the_13th.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friday_the_13th"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friday_the_13th&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-1035519720154872188?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/1035519720154872188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=1035519720154872188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/1035519720154872188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/1035519720154872188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/07/paraskevidekatriaphobia.html' title='Paraskevidekatriaphobia'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-5021071604388404313</id><published>2007-07-12T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:23:16.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Sivaji Could do</title><content type='html'>Yes I am talking about the movie sivaji and what it could do ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on the &lt;a href="http://senguptaspeak.blogspot.com/"&gt;sengupta's blog&lt;/a&gt;...don't miss the cartoon put on and the commnets. (She's a blogger for ibnlive) She actually started this blog  because of  her post about sivaji movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-5021071604388404313?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/5021071604388404313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=5021071604388404313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5021071604388404313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/5021071604388404313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-sivaji-could-do.html' title='What Sivaji Could do'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-4556310577152743057</id><published>2007-07-03T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:44:56.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For Strawberry/Cherry Picking</title><content type='html'>That's fun, I didn't know till I went. If in your part of country , if its still there then do go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropc6NKjdYI/AAAAAAAAABw/oPEcdDP4V1U/s1600-h/IMG_5708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropc6NKjdYI/AAAAAAAAABw/oPEcdDP4V1U/s320/IMG_5708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082977284477121922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                Strawberry Farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do wear a cap or cooling glasses ( Unlike me, its really hot).&lt;br /&gt;2. Be very careful while plucking strawberries, they are delicate unlike cherries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't pluck the ones which are very ripe.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't miss the fun of getting on to a tractor and climbing cherry trees( remembered the child hood days of climbing mango trees).&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not immediatley wash strawberries as soon as you get home, they are more prone to get spoilt. Wash them when you are ready to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopdXdKjdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rJciSCJHLBI/s1600-h/IMG_5698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopdXdKjdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rJciSCJHLBI/s200/IMG_5698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082977786988295570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Tractor that takes you to the farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropd1tKjdaI/AAAAAAAAACA/QU4aBndUDRg/s1600-h/IMG_5720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropd1tKjdaI/AAAAAAAAACA/QU4aBndUDRg/s320/IMG_5720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082978306679338402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopeU9KjdbI/AAAAAAAAACI/KwUKh0t2FN8/s1600-h/IMG_5713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopeU9KjdbI/AAAAAAAAACI/KwUKh0t2FN8/s320/IMG_5713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082978843550250418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropez9KjdcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rrnL5sqQC4c/s1600-h/IMG_5721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropez9KjdcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rrnL5sqQC4c/s320/IMG_5721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082979376126195138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopfbNKjddI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZBMW3JZozV4/s1600-h/IMG_5725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RopfbNKjddI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZBMW3JZozV4/s320/IMG_5725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082980050436060626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for strawberry muffins and cherry Clafouti.(For recipies you shud ask my sis)&lt;br /&gt;The next season is for apple picking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-4556310577152743057?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/4556310577152743057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=4556310577152743057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4556310577152743057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4556310577152743057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-strawberrycherry-picking_03.html' title='Time For Strawberry/Cherry Picking'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ropc6NKjdYI/AAAAAAAAABw/oPEcdDP4V1U/s72-c/IMG_5708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-4699094313765808885</id><published>2007-06-24T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:30:59.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogosphere gets second  place</title><content type='html'>List of 10 most irritating words on internet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Folksonomy: an ad hoc online classification system&lt;br /&gt;2. Blogosphere: the collective term for the online blogging community&lt;br /&gt;3. Blog: an online journal or web-log&lt;br /&gt;4. Netiquette: internet etiquette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2007/06/22/wiphone222.xml"&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2007/06/22/wiphone222.xml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-4699094313765808885?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/4699094313765808885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=4699094313765808885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4699094313765808885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4699094313765808885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogosphere-gets-second-place.html' title='Blogosphere gets second  place'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-4528673574182737177</id><published>2007-06-21T11:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:06:02.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God they are not in India</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/bl2XnhIPYfY" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/bl2XnhIPYfY" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would they be sued....&lt;a href="http://nikhilshambhu.blogspot.com/2006/05/kissna-mana-hai_01.html"&gt;Kissna mana hai&lt;/a&gt;...par koi samjtha hi nahi.......Look who was caught in the act of public kissing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One blogger has already threatened to flag my blog as adult if I post this video...... :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caught by my new  canon s3 IS at henry villas zoo, Madison.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read more about the Bactrain Camels &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bactrian_camel"&gt;  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bactrian_camel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-4528673574182737177?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/4528673574182737177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=4528673574182737177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4528673574182737177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/4528673574182737177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-god-they-are-not-in-india.html' title='Thank God they are not in India'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-3115191977286155050</id><published>2007-04-29T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:31:51.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paisa Vasool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only match I watched in this world cup was the final today. It was awesome, got to see it projected on the big screen, courtsey UW Madison , Indian Association.( they were very sweet, pay what you can was the funda n they gave snacks too :))....thanks to them....I was watching cricket after long long time...n this game was awesome..I enjoyed every ball....ofcourse Australian team being my favorite for many years now and ofcourse I did wanted to see Mc Grath, this was his last match and I definitely didn't want to miss. Cricket world is gonna miss him for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RjQqE57N7hI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q1fLs9C3dQY/s1600-h/75175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RjQqE57N7hI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q1fLs9C3dQY/s320/75175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058714545200950802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/sunday/story/29595.html"&gt;Adam Glichrist&lt;/a&gt; was enough for the game to win....Jayasuriya  and the following wicket did loss to the Srilankans but as such they did play very well...and lot of confusion in the last overs was funny too for all of us viewing ..the game being reduced to 36 overs and then it being stopped at 33 overs.. declaring not officialy Australia as winning the world cup...n immediately all Australian team going ga ga....even the screen showing Congrats Australia...but they being asked to play the left off 3 overs for tomorrow .....ohhhhhhhhhh....n then ending up the match playing the last 3 overs again....again the second celebration for winning the world cup....I don't know what everyone was feeling ...but I enjoyed the cricket today totally....&lt;br /&gt;and later I was feeling that there's one common thing between the Indian cricketers and the Telugu film industry hero's , hmmmm...u did guess that right...they never can retire...even an ugly(handsome) looking 45/50 yr old still wants to act in movies with a heroine who is &lt;20 years and the cricketers too....coz they are legends.....and they have lot of potential in them left still..or may be they are all the decendents of dhruva.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line I enjoyed the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-3115191977286155050?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/3115191977286155050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=3115191977286155050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3115191977286155050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/3115191977286155050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/04/paisa-vasool.html' title='Paisa Vasool'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/RjQqE57N7hI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q1fLs9C3dQY/s72-c/75175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-6807737214025289049</id><published>2007-04-25T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:36:14.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Planet Like Earth</title><content type='html'>Now, this should be interesting . &lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/international/0,1518,479374,00.html"&gt;Researchers &lt;/a&gt;have found another planet smiliar to earth or a twin of earth. Imagine if there are people like us there too. That should be exciting to visit other planets .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ri-C6p7N7gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dOVxH88LCpI/s1600-h/earth_splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057404850758610434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ri-C6p7N7gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dOVxH88LCpI/s320/earth_splash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Read more here &lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/04/25/news/planet.php"&gt;http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/04/25/news/planet.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/international/0,1518,479374,00.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-6807737214025289049?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/6807737214025289049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=6807737214025289049&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/6807737214025289049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/6807737214025289049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-planet-like-earth.html' title='Another Planet Like Earth'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6qMAYmm1wEw/Ri-C6p7N7gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dOVxH88LCpI/s72-c/earth_splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-8644372240121467837</id><published>2006-12-29T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T11:41:30.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One For India</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The time when I was thinking about what to do and how to contribute to the mother land as an IT Professional being in the United States, I was introduced to our local AID chapter, to which I am associated till now. I was pretty impressed to learn the many different ways in which I could contribute and feel connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AID is a non-profit organization working for sustainable and just development in India. There are about 40 chapters in the U.S and 6 chapters in India. AID has 15 years of work experience and more than 1000 volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more about AID please &lt;a href="http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/welcome.htm"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AID Main Website: &lt;a href="http://www.aidindia.org/"&gt;http://www.aidindia.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AID Baton Rouge Projects/website: The local AID chapter in Baton Rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/projects.htm"&gt;http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/projects.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many blessings come upon you this year, let the same blessings be showered this new year upon our fellow Indians. As many are awaiting to bring joy into their lives lets all join to make there dreams come true. You can make this happen by contributing to "&lt;strong&gt;One for India&lt;/strong&gt;" campaign which is AID's year-end fundraiser, Any contribution from you will reach the millions of such needy people in India. AID creates innovative ideas and novel ways of teaching to create a world of difference for such people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "One for India" campaign is AID's year-end fundraiser and all the contributions go towards supporting various projects of AID in areas such as education, health-care, rural development, livelihood generation and empowerment of women. All of your contributions will go to the &lt;a href="http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/projects/eureka_libraries_project.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Eureka Library Project&lt;/a&gt; and "&lt;a href="http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/projects/srikakulam_AP_project.htm"&gt;Srikakulam Integrated Block Development Project&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://batonrouge.aidindia.org/OFI/"&gt;ONE FOR INDIA&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.oneforindia.org/?c=BR&amp;amp;r=BR"&gt;MAKE YOUR CONTRIBUTION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please do not forget to choose "&lt;strong&gt;Baton Rouge&lt;/strong&gt;" under chapters)&lt;br /&gt;All donations are 100% tax deductible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me in giving opportunity for growth and development to the lives of the people who had little or no opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-8644372240121467837?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/8644372240121467837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=8644372240121467837&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/8644372240121467837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/8644372240121467837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-for-india.html' title='One For India'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-116560791248199785</id><published>2006-12-08T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:58:32.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y do v have to get up early?....How many days for the Friday to come. Y can't I sleep on Sunday nights early and can't get up early on Monday mornings and whts the point joining I hate to wake early communitites in orkut. I can't skip watching family guy or south park but can definitely miss goin to the gym. And believe that I am health conscious by skipping breakfast, while I think I am going to have my breakfast from tomorrow for sure when the stomach starts making sounds while in the meeting. And am not going to have heavy dinners. Try skipping a dinner,..No...No, one should never,If not now when am I going to eat, So eat good fatty food, like having a hershey's creamy chocolate milkshake daily. Keep the alarm at 6:30 AM and get up at 7:20 when roomies helps you wake. Thinking of getting married when am bored and within 2 seconds change the decision, shit I would be stuck with that one person, so delay that and enjoy life as long as you can(from the experiences of many married ppl). And they also advice me to find a good guy and think of marriage but the catch is how to find the so called "good guy" God damm, while A goes and tells to everyone that I am married which spreads to become that I have a kid too now. aaahhhhhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;Knock,knock...Enough of rolling and thinking on bed , its 7:45 AM , got to be in office by 8:00 AM and to add to it, there's a snow Strom...So I better hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ps:  wrote the blog last monday,  one more example of my laziness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-116560791248199785?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/116560791248199785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=116560791248199785&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116560791248199785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116560791248199785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/12/monday-morning-blues.html' title='Monday Morning Blues'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-116434347004503996</id><published>2006-11-23T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:14:10.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Tagged.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Thanks to sakshi for tagging, I have a list of lazy bloggers like me at the end whom I wanna tag ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;9 Favorites:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Favorite Season: Fall (if u go by the school calendar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Favorite Sport: Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Time: Evenings after office.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Month: October – Not so cold not so hot, just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Singers: Balu.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Ice Cream: Not an Ice Cream lover.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: Indian, Thai, Chinese, Italian….the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink:&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Water.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Place: Home/Ma room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;9 Currents:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Current Feeling: Nadal Should win.&lt;br /&gt;Current O/S: Windows XP.&lt;br /&gt;Current Windows Open: blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;Current Drink: Water.&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="22" minute="34"&gt;10:34 PM.&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Mobile(s)&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Used: Motorola V220.&lt;br /&gt;Current Show on TV: ESPN: 2006 Tennis Masters cup .&lt;br /&gt;Current Thought: Nadal should win.&lt;br /&gt;Current Cloths: Ma school track(LSU), and T-shirt(gift from a friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;9 Firsts:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;First Nickname: Chinni – Still the same…&lt;br /&gt;First Kiss: ************************************.&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: Can’t remember who the was first one was :) , In school.&lt;br /&gt;First Computer: An assembled one, must have got all brand types.&lt;br /&gt;First Vehicle I drove: A car.&lt;br /&gt;First Job:&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At LSU as a TA for ma dept.&lt;br /&gt;First Movie I watched: hmm…dunno..not a big movie watcher (can’t remember) ..&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: A Dog, named dolly, can’t forget yet, was 8-9 years may be then…I keep telling about it till now to every one.&lt;br /&gt;First Shave: ** ** **** (format: DD/MM/YYYY)&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;7 Lasts:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Last Chai (Tea) : Monday Morning (ma room mate prepared).&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie: Dor.( should watch, has a gud msg, put up in simple manner, no heavy dialogues, no over action, ..overall good)&lt;br /&gt;Last Time I Drove: 2 Weeks ago to return car back(rental car), thts hard to live without car again.&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Shaved: Censored….&lt;br /&gt;Last Web Site Visited: raaga.com&lt;br /&gt;Last Software Installed: Could be oracle(been a while)&lt;br /&gt;Last Pill I Had: A month ago for severe head ache n ear pain caused by the heavy usage of cell phone. (ppl don’t use cell so much…learnt a lesson now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;6 Have You Evers:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: Not that I remember of breaking it knowingly but definitely without knowing :) , one I remember is making U-turns at no U-turns.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been Drunk: hmmm…may be not or may be yes? Guess only once.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Climbed a Tree: &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yoo…The mango tree in our yard, was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been in the Middle/Close to Gunfire or Bomb Blast: Yes.Gun fire, had been to a shooting range with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken Anyone’s Heart: I might have, dunno…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;5 Things:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Things You Can Hear Right Now: The TV (ESPN),&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ma roomies cell, which has a highly irritating ring tone :( .&lt;br /&gt;Things on Your Computer Table: A flower pot, Table lamp, few books, laptop bag.&lt;br /&gt;Things on Your Bed: A very comfortable bed I have, but it is used for many purposes, ma cell, ma jacket, ma books(novels), and hand bag.&lt;br /&gt;Things You Ate Today: Rasam n French cut beans, yogurt(vanilla flavor, ma fav).&lt;br /&gt;Things in Mind: Nadal Should win and have to buy something like toyoto &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Tacoma&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;4 Places You Have Been Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;Video Rental&lt;br /&gt;Leasing office&lt;br /&gt;Home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;2 Choices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Black or White: Black. All time favorite and as sakshi’s said it gives much more slimmer look :)&lt;br /&gt;Hot or Cold: Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;1 Thing You Want To Do Before You Die:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hmmm..haven’t really thought abt that much but may be …live life queen size :)....be in position where I can help others, not in a position where I need to take help....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Now my turn to tag…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;First the list of lazy bloggers ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Nikhil tops the list,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Then Hari, and &lt;st1:place&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Now some non-lazy bloggers, whom I want to know more about…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Sidhu(ok, some confessions now, I read all of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; blogs but don’t leave comments, reason being I can’t give gud comments to such a wonderful blogger…)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;And supritha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-116434347004503996?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/116434347004503996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=116434347004503996&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116434347004503996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116434347004503996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/11/been-tagged.html' title='Been Tagged.....'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-116390014919897329</id><published>2006-11-18T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:40:28.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You R Going To Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/k8x14cLGh5o"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/k8x14cLGh5o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-116390014919897329?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/116390014919897329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=116390014919897329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116390014919897329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/116390014919897329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-r-going-to-hell.html' title='You R Going To Hell'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-115997693448813078</id><published>2006-10-04T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:48:54.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemon, what do you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/040517_skyline_drive.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/040517_skyline_drive.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life always gives you choices in what ever situation you are in. If you cut away all the crap, every situation is a choice. Its a choice how you want to react to a situatuion, its a choice how you want your mood to be affected by other people, its a choice to enjoy life or hate one's, it's a choice how you live your life. The only self that remains for self is the self-esteem, which no one can control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With different paths coming along my life, a choice I will make someday, a path that defines my life and my hearts atonement. The day I come to this path will I walk like others, or will I walk head held high and take a path down the road less travelled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you lemon, make lemonade...don't collect them to watch how many u have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-115997693448813078?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/115997693448813078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=115997693448813078&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115997693448813078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115997693448813078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-life-gives-you-lemon-what-do-you.html' title='When life gives you lemon, what do you do?'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-115133458750086928</id><published>2006-06-26T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:09:47.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sucks Right  When U Think U Have Figured It Out.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is so true considering the situations that keep happening. Just when u start feeling that some thing good has happened and you want take the issue further, the most unwanted thing happens and you are back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roaming around the maze n around and around looks like a kids play though, but holds for the life too. Or may be life sucks when you allow it to suck. Or may be life doesn't suck so much when some one else's life sucks more than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't start saying that Suffering and sorrow are part of life. "Everyone everywhere is constantly subject to pain and suffering." Kick the philosphy out man and come to practicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Osker Life Sucks lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today, won't be the same,&lt;br /&gt;I'll cope with this flaw that's my life&lt;br /&gt;and that's ok it's not depressing it just takes a little work.&lt;br /&gt;i try a little harder,&lt;br /&gt;try a little harder than everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want your pity.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with what i am.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't like how i act then you don't have to be around me.&lt;br /&gt;if i could just grow up then everything would be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;why does my life suck?&lt;br /&gt;today i broke a mirror with some grace.&lt;br /&gt;seven years of bad luck don't seem so bad.&lt;br /&gt;just an extension of what i already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-115133458750086928?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/115133458750086928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=115133458750086928&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115133458750086928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115133458750086928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-sucks-right-when-u-think-u-have.html' title='Life Sucks Right  When U Think U Have Figured It Out.......'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-115041684255820938</id><published>2006-06-15T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T20:53:07.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME BLUNT ANSWER'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HI! REMEMBER ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not from the front.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For what?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not unless I have to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing, I'm too busy most of the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As little as possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm lifeguard in a car wash.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;WHAT NUMBER IS THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The worng one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many guesses do i get?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;AM I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't Know.What were you doin?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sorry, I wasn't watching. DO it again and I'll try to guess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HOW CAN U STAND TO EAT THAT STUFF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't, that's why I'm sitting down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easy, have you tried SMOKING it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU SHOULD USE COMMON SENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't use anything that's common.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;GO TO HELL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;U mean this isn't??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay, but what'your address&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sound's enticing. Can I give you a lift?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU MUST BE JOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sure, but u still forgot to laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guess again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can u tell?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I must be someone, I get lot of mail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right now, a victim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I DON'T  TALK TO PEOPLE LIKE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ah. my lucky day,thank heaven for small mercies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;DIDN'T  YOUR MOTHER TEACH YOU MANNERS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some. She taught it was rude to ask such questions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, She was all like you in that respect&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;WHY DON'T YOU GROW UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As opposed to growing down?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Could be my diet, I eat a lot of junk foods, and started smoking when I was six.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU SHOULD THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;But then what should I do afterwards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll try, It's just that I am so used to thinking before u speak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why should I have an unfair advantage?You sure you wouldn't feel left out?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;DON'T GET SMART WITH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay I'll be dumb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't think it was possible to get smart with you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ARE YOU GOING TO ANSWER MY QUESTION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I doubt it. But its too early to say for sure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you promise not to question answer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you get mad and leave if i say, No.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HOW COULD U DO SUCH A THING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot of practice. I try harder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh,lot of different ways. I just happen to like this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indigestion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guilt. I feel bad about killing the last person who asked me this question.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HAVE YOU CONSIDERED THE CONSEQUENCES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Damn, I KNEW there was something I had forgotten.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought I wud leave it to you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;IS YOUR WORK MORE THAN OUR RELATIONSHIP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To my boss, it is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's  fascianting question. I'd like to try that one on the computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;CAN'T WE STAY FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of course, I intend to stay friends with lots of people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We probably can.Look how long we've stayed enemies. Why not? We need a change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're staying?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME I'VE NEVER HEARD OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I move in mysterious ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't answer that untill I know whom you HAVE heard of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I wasn't named Christ,Hitler or.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;DO YOU STILL LOVE ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;STILL? You beleived all that stuff I told you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know, you're the third person who's asked me that today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't get personal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HOW COME A PRETTY GIRL LIKE YOU ISN'T MARRIED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come an ugly person like you is?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beacuse I'm more selective than you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU STILL HERE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not that I know of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Partially&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not sure of. Have you got a mirror on you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I HOPE YOU'VE FINALLY LEARNED YOUR LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's your first wish, you have two more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is'nt the human mind wonderful?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come on,die!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why? You're leaving?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU DO THAT JUST TO UPSET ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's Working?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you think of a better reason?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s These are from the latest book I read by Donald Carroll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-115041684255820938?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/115041684255820938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=115041684255820938&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115041684255820938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115041684255820938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-blunt-answers.html' title='SOME BLUNT ANSWER&apos;S'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-115040687063337850</id><published>2006-06-15T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T17:35:56.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT WHEN??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do u feel when even the best things happening in life don't excite you, for the one to share is missing. Though every loved one is around you to congratulate , but that dosen't touch the ears, or the happiness in their eyes doesn't even perceive to you, all for the one to share is missing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you do have the choice the empty your mind to one you can trust, the matters that lie heavy on your heart. What happens when the fears, love, hates, vexation and worries that haunted you for long try to get back in, they sign on your mind , occupying again. Their struggle to come back to your mind for they remained so long and they feel at home there.&lt;br /&gt;What when even the green pastures or rippling water don't seem to work on your mind to easen the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;                                                               BEING WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/IMG_0946.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/IMG_0946.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew out of my ignorance n innocence,&lt;br /&gt;I realized how to make the best of moments,&lt;br /&gt;The level of positive thinking  I developed amazes myself,&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to live life every moment,&lt;br /&gt;I realize how blessed I am to spend best moments with ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the things you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness walks slowly, with a cane.&lt;br /&gt;Although inside I'm dancing to the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Nearby many obstacles remain.&lt;br /&gt;Kind help like yours those thorny thickets prune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my willing ear, the peaceful sea&lt;br /&gt;On which I sail my thoughts, the quiet tune&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my laughter and my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what happened to us&lt;br /&gt;Or why you have turned away.&lt;br /&gt;Of course you are free to do as you like,&lt;br /&gt;But first I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it had seemed we could go on forever,&lt;br /&gt;So close were our hearts, and at ease,&lt;br /&gt;So much did we share, yet the words never faltered,&lt;br /&gt;So I thought as time did as it pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I did that has made you unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;Or am that is not to your taste,&lt;br /&gt;Or would be were I to return to your graces,&lt;br /&gt;Or won't be if I am replaced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that your friendship is something&lt;br /&gt;I treasure, and would not now end.&lt;br /&gt;If you would be willing to turn to embrace me,&lt;br /&gt;You'd find in me still a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Inspired by some writings of Norman Vincent Peale and poem includes little of my addition along with anonymous writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-115040687063337850?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/115040687063337850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=115040687063337850&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115040687063337850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/115040687063337850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-when.html' title='WHAT WHEN??'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114741894726588753</id><published>2006-05-12T02:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T17:54:14.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Sue if</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone wanna make some money, there's one good idea and one more thing if you are fat it makes things much more easier, How do earn money so : Sue McD's&lt;br /&gt;U can ask them for a big fat check, for you are fat, Sue McD's. Its as easy as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's is no dearth for smart people on earth, One is enough smart to sue McD's though he's not smart enough to take care of his health or doesn't know what he should be eating and what he shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;a href="http://www.buzzle.com/editorials/11-24-2002-30930.asp"&gt; teenager&lt;/a&gt; sue's beacuse he got ADDICTED to the food of McD's and in turn put on weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other ideas to sue McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can order  HOT COFFEE, spill it or burn your lips and sue . How and y?&lt;br /&gt;Because the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT COFFEE was HOT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; and they didn't tell you while giving you that the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT COFFEE you ordered IS HOT&lt;/span&gt; " and there's no where written on the mug/cup that the COFFEE IS HOT.( goshhhhhhhhhhh, isn't hot coffee meant to be hot, may be not guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can  sue for your girl burnt her lips because of HOT COFFEE and you were not able to KISS her for X days, and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can sue McD's if you are fat and McD's didn't hire you, if you weigh 420 or 420+ pounds, according to law your obesity comes under disability, and McD's voilated some xyz law. So the judge will conclude that you must be hired(ofcourse you put on 420 pounds because of eating in McD's from standard 6th daily till you put on 420 pounds), and you will be protected under the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue McD's if you are fat as they didn't tell that if you eat their fast food you wud get fat. They haven't written anywhere also that " Eating this make's you fat", or " You slowly put on weight eating it regularly without working out".....have any of seen such things written, nope right, then one can go ahead n sue McD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a hindu you can sue McD's as the oil used is to make the fries has beef flavour though they claim that they stopped using it 11 years ago. "&lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/21171_suit02.shtml"&gt;Hindus and vegetarians all over the world feel shocked and betrayed by McDonald's deception and ultimate greed&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been eating in McD's usually,may be I can also sue them for am also putting weight lately, may be its the hand of McDs' . Sue and get rich. I wonder is it only McD's or there are other such fast food chain resturants who are making people fat, we should find out those and sue them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s all of the above ideas to sue are taken up, try some new ideas now guys, we are enough smart to get new ideas, aren't we !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114741894726588753?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114741894726588753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114741894726588753&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114741894726588753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114741894726588753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-to-sue-if.html' title='Time to Sue if'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114615767471185159</id><published>2006-04-27T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:05:16.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Nice One.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/dog-748715.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/dog-748715.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  This post is a mail from my friend, I thought it was worth posting on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A butcher watching over his shop is really surprised when he sees a dog coming inside the shop. He shoos him away. But later, the dog is back again. So, he goes over to the dog and notices it has a note in its mouth. He takes the note and it reads "Can I have 12 sausages and a leg of lamb, please? The dog has money in its mouth, as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The butcher looks inside and, lo and behold, there is a ten dollar note there. So he takes the money and puts the sausages and lamb in a bag, placing it in the dog's mouth. The butcher is so impressed, and since it's about closing time, he decides to shut the shop and follow the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off he goes. The dog is walking down the street, when it comes to a level crossing; the dog puts down the bag, jumps up and presses the button. Then it waits patiently, bag in mouth, for the lights to turn. They do, and it walks across the road, with the butcher following him all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog then comes to a bus stop, and starts looking at the timetable. The butcher is in awe as the dog stops a bus by pulling its left leg up and gets in it. The butcher follows the dog into the bus. The dog then shows a ticket which is tied to its belt to the bus conductor. The butcher is nearly fainting at this sight, so are the other passengers in the bus. The dog then sits near the driver's seat looking outside. As soon as the stop is in sight, the dog stands and wags its tail to inform the conductor. Then, without waiting for the bus to stop completely, it jumps out of the bus and runs to a house very close to the stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opens the big Iron Gate and rushes inside towards the door. As it approaches the wooden door, the dog suddenly changes its mind and heads towards the garden. It goes to the window, and beats its head against it several times, walks back, jumps off, and waits at the door. The butcher watches as a big guy opens the door, and starts abusing the dog, kicking him and punching him, and swearing at him. The butcher surprised with this, runs up, and stops the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What in heaven's name are you doing? The dog is a genius. He could be on TV, for the life of me! "To which the guy responds: "You call this clever? This is the second time this week that this stupid dog's forgotten his key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"You may continue to exceed on lookers expectations but shall always fall short of the boss' expectations."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a dog's life after all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s The pic has no link with the blog by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114615767471185159?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114615767471185159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114615767471185159&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114615767471185159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114615767471185159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/04/real-nice-one.html' title='A Real Nice One.....'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114425711761925601</id><published>2006-04-05T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:01:19.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While I Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now at this hour I am blogging when I was thinking just a while ago that I am&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;gonna blog for few days or say 3 weeks and no orkuttiiinnnnggg.....y? What a question, my defence date is coming and I should be working seriously now, this is what goes in mind now and then and after some time, that is exactly after working for 15 minutes I feel wow I am working so hard I need a break, and am so tired also, Should have a nap or listen to songs or chat with some one online or on phone and tell them how hard I was working on my project and just thought of relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call from my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister: wht ya doing?&lt;br /&gt;Me: working on my project.&lt;br /&gt;She's amazed, surprised and after a minute says ,&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Y?,Is the date nearing, (coz she has never seen me working on anything seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Avunu, eppudu koda work cheyaka pothe bagudho ani chestuna.(i.e Yes, if I won't work now also, It doesn't look nice, thts y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend&lt;br /&gt;Prathyusha, plzz I want to see you working on your project for atleast one hour seriously&lt;br /&gt;Me: with a smile yeah, from tomorrow am gonna do it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;He gave up on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was engineering it was very rare that I ever read at home, my dad used to drop me at bus stop. If he see's a book in my hand instead inside the bag, he used to assume I have got an exam.&lt;br /&gt;Environment at my home when I was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;  Everyone is calm.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;  My dad shuts down the TV which is nearly 3 rooms away from my room.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; And there comes food directly to the table, fruits, juices, snacks etc....(yeah, coz I am studying guys, I got an external exam next day and am tired)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; If my mom speaks a little louder, my dad says, hey talk slowly chinni(thts me) is studying don't disturb.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only in bus that i used to read, a journey of more than hour to college, thats when I used to get the feel to read something, when in bus I used to see everyone read. I used to take my book and think am gonna start reading after bus leaves Lunger House, Y? coz u can't see people on road after that. After that I used to think next is the military area. It looks awesome I will read after that. Then I used to think after VJIT, and JBIET I will read. By the time I used to feel sleepy or hungry, I used to open box eat share with others. Then the Shabad/Chevella turning comes where u get to see the sunflowers, so no one should miss this. Then its almost the college view now, I think gosh I wasted time, instead I could have studied n then start asking everyone hey plz tell me the important topics in for the exam. Then as usual write some nonsense in the exam and pray to God plzzzzzzzzzzz this time , next time I gonna read as I learnt a lesson now. I have learnt this lesson so many times and everytime think next time am gonna be serious.&lt;br /&gt;And this time its gonna be the last time, coz academically I am not gonna study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My dad used to think that I was gonna fail in +2 itself and be at home, coz he loves maths n used to hate it, as I used to get very less marks. because I used to read or rather see n go for exam instead of practicing. He's still not able come out of the shock that I really completed enggineering and about to complete master's too.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, atleast for this time am gonna work seriously, hmm....I am not gonna study again, thts y??........looks like a silly reason , oh ya but thts how I prepare myself to work.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno y I don't get the interest until last moment and then only do I actually understand the concepts, even if I try to study few days before the exams it doesn't go into head. Just before the exam when I read I feel everythings going into head so nicely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to blogging after my defence. I pray to God " Be with me this time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THE BEST TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114425711761925601?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114425711761925601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114425711761925601&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114425711761925601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114425711761925601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/04/while-i-study.html' title='While I Study'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114358787377163778</id><published>2006-03-28T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:27:29.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wavelength/Frequency/Chemistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Wavelength/frequency/chemistry.... ok whtever's tht called , lemme go with the filmi style on-screen chemsitry, off-screen chemistry..hmmm...nope may be this is related to just hero-heroine in real life/ reel life. Ok so lets say its frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how much time does it take to know someone, a day/a week/6 months more than that or does it depend on the person. For some one even if u are with them for many years still the closeness never develops. For some the frequency matches so well that u seem to share them as soon as u meet this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if the frequency matches between two persons it never takes much time to become good friends, it may not be that they both like some common thing or both have same views that they believe in but I beleive its something beyond that. It has an unconditional element in it. Even though one can't articulate the reasons for this, it is this mysteriousness or say MAGIC which brings one person close to the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendship happens in that special moment when someone reaches out to another, trusts, comforts, believes in another, and makes a special difference that no one else can make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- : Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114358787377163778?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114358787377163778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114358787377163778&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114358787377163778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114358787377163778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/wavelengthfrequencychemistry.html' title='Wavelength/Frequency/Chemistry'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114298742544586156</id><published>2006-03-21T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:32:29.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art of giving compliments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;People say flattery/compliments takes you nowhere, but it does. (ofcourse there is a thin line between flattery and compliments).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Compliments is putting across something that the other person doesnot know or know about himself/herself. Flattery is more of insincere praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Whenever possible try to observe good qualities in others and compliment them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Here are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;some DO's and DON'Ts  when it comes to giving a compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;@work place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- when ever possible DO give sincere compliments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- give compliments at right situations and right time(say ur junior seems to lack some confidence, give him a compliment. This gives him boost )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Do give when some one really has to be, for his work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to ur girl friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-  surprise ur girl friend with warm compliments.(women do look for them most of time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-  tell her she's lost weight (even if she hasn't, this thrills her,u wud c her eyes widen and smile.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to ur parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- if u r living far off keep telling them once in a while how much u miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- tell ur mom how u miss food she used to make for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- tell ur parents how much u owe them for what ur today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;DON'T do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Don't   Compliment every now and then. If u compliment all the time u loose ur value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Don't give the same compliments to everyone,  there is always something unique for every individual, identify that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When I was in school in the activity class, our madam used to make us sit in groups and asked us to give compliments to each other, she said to say something good that u observed in the other person. When it was my chance to say, all that was in my mind was what should I be saying, coz never at that age really understood what she meant. Now I realize what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I had given a sincere compliment to a dear friend of mine saying u looked gr8 today, and this friend of mine said "if u have some work tell me, no need to say that",....hmmm guess wht wud my reaction be..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This made me think and write this post today. I haven't yet mastered the skill of giving compliments yet and realized that it sounded more like flattery. Hmmm,...go to improve more on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114298742544586156?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114298742544586156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114298742544586156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114298742544586156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114298742544586156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/art-of-giving-compliments_21.html' title='Art of giving compliments'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114262725014429543</id><published>2006-03-17T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:50:27.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Beautiful Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These  are few pics of our campus in the month of march taken by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            A side view of a small fountain in quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Memorial Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Night View of Memorial Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;                                          Below are pics of somw flowers, dunno the names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/DSC01087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/DSC01087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114262725014429543?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114262725014429543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114262725014429543&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114262725014429543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114262725014429543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/most-beautiful-campus.html' title='Most Beautiful Campus'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114238102688121762</id><published>2006-03-14T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T19:07:10.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Job</title><content type='html'>A break from making calls, a rescue for my poor ear and a work where I need to use my brain.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, I got a new job guys. My new work place is too good, I have a small cabin , a laptop upon that no one to monitor me. I have to finish my task n upload to server where its checked. I have started liking this job coz I am using my brain atlast.&lt;br /&gt;I am designing a website for the IGERT group of chemistry dept in my univ. But still the job offer wasn't very exciting though it pays me double of wht I used to so far as I am looking for full-time jobs. I am gonna be on this job for just 2 months at maximum, but very happy that I don't have make anymore calls......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts the latest news for this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114238102688121762?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114238102688121762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114238102688121762&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114238102688121762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114238102688121762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-new-job.html' title='My New Job'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114203072664923731</id><published>2006-03-10T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:50:55.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>memories down the lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/1600/26b0re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7971/2440/320/26b0re2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the birthday of one of our dear friends, though lot of us wanted to do something spl, cudn't do much than just calling him and putting him on a conference call with all guys in USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always do have conference calls with all friends in week ends, but this was something special, everyone was happy, I just asked everyone lets put a conference call and wish the Birthday Boy and none took more than a second to say yes even though all were busy. That was a real good conversation on phone with everyone saying something and no one understanding who's talkin wht, and one trying to give other a phone number, to put some other in conference, one takin with the customer on other line, other in his lab doin work, the other enjoying movie with roommates,...hmmmm....so much of disturbances but then all wanted to hear B-BOY's voice...so here's the deal, v said ok lets talk according to our roll numbers n wish him and it went on.( I still remember the roll no's of all my classmates..wowww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really happy talking to old buddies from college, may be we never realized each others value so much when we were together but right now when each one of us are in different places, busy in life's and hardly get to talk to each other. we know how much we miss each other and how badly everyone wants those days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here in between the conversation one of my friends says " hey I never found good friends after my college, you were the best", that really touched us though everyone laughed out at it. Hope we all meet someday and have a big blast, though looks impossible all 44 guys together, Guess all u guys reading this post from my class would work that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There’s a miracle of friendship that dwells within the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you don’t know how it happens or where it gets its start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the happiness it brings you always gives a special lift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you realize that friendship Is God’s most perfect gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s This post dedicated to all my friends from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of luv to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114203072664923731?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114203072664923731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114203072664923731&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114203072664923731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114203072664923731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/memories-down-lane.html' title='memories down the lane'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114188106714437784</id><published>2006-03-09T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:20:25.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>@work place</title><content type='html'>I can write like lots abt this, but will make it short. I work @call center, its like outbound one. But don't even imagine it to be anything like that in India or something totally sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have systems here bought for 40-60 bucks, racing ur mind to convert in rupees. Wht!!! surprised after conversion, yeah we do have those systems, the system I worked today, had a 14 inch monitor. The screen showed only two colors blue n yellow...:(. My employer picks these systems from surplus and puts them for such efficient use.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok they pay me so I work, there's no cribbing abt tht now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lot of good things abt my work place, I have never been there on time nor worked exactly for my schedule, I go at my leisure. This is the best part of it. No one asks whether u complete ur 20 hr's or u just did 5 hr's for tht week. They just pay for wht u work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the calling thing, everyone is asked to make a minimum of 40 dialings per hour or one complete survey. So sometimes I am enough lucky get 4 or 5 completes per an hour or two, and I sit without dialing for next 3 hours, just browsing net or reading novel's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work like 5 hours per day, by then if I wud want to sit more, my poor ear starts saying, enough of it now...., I always wonder if its just my ear or everyones which say so after hearing the sound for about 5 hours continuously. I just can't take more than that per day and so come back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey anyone had similar experience, share with me. waiting for ur comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114188106714437784?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114188106714437784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114188106714437784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114188106714437784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114188106714437784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-place.html' title='@work place'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23684626.post-114185278450209099</id><published>2006-03-08T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:24:45.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wht makes me to blog??....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, some reasons here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lotts of time tht I get as I am job less, but wud be continuing blogging after tht too...&lt;br /&gt;2. Want to express my everyday thinkin to all my friends, ........&lt;br /&gt;3. A solution @work place where I keep thinking everyday " wht to do?"&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....To be specific I work @ a call center but the title given to me is "RESEARCH SURVEYOR" sounds gr8 na......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y this link prathyusham.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying for many other names, prathyusha (thts my name), prathyu(friends call me), chinni(close pals n nick name @home).....but none was available...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name &lt;strong&gt;prathyusha&lt;/strong&gt; is derived from sankrit name &lt;strong&gt;prathyusham &lt;/strong&gt;meaning " early morning before the first ray of sun touches the earth". So tht explain's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to go in my second post,&lt;br /&gt;luv to all friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23684626-114185278450209099?l=prathyusham.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/feeds/114185278450209099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23684626&amp;postID=114185278450209099&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114185278450209099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23684626/posts/default/114185278450209099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prathyusham.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>prathyu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13447980084807909304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
