<?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-11710610</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:25:13.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hello World"</title><subtitle type='html'>Wondering why I have set the Title of my page as "Hello World"........... 
Well that's primarily b'coz of the  fact that i m an aspiring software engineer, and in every new language we learn we start off by writing a "Hello World" program. :) :) :)
So howz that?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-112797781013779164</id><published>2005-09-28T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:10:10.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...some nice one liners....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hmmm......here are some cute n nice one liners i have come across in recent past....some of them r really witty , others highly illogical ...some  have a profound logic trapped in them....well one can flaunt  some of them on ur tees n loook cooooooool n funky ..(like Sania Mirza tries to do these dayz) ...so here they goes........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Say no to drugs they just don't listen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A friend in need is a pest indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Marriage is one of the chief causes of divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Work is fine if it doesn't take too much of your time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When everything comes in your way you're in the wrong lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The light at the end of the tunnel may be an incoming train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Born free taxed to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everyone has a photographic memory, some just don't have film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Life is unsure; always eat your dessert first (&lt;em&gt;like i my self practice&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Smile, it makes people wonder what you are thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you keep your feet firmly on the ground, you'll have trouble putting on your pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's not hard to meet expenses, they are everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love being a writer... what I can't stand is the paperwork( &lt;em&gt;thats y i m blogging&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A printer consists of 3 main parts: the case, the jammed paper tray  and the blinking red light ( &lt;em&gt;just fits on my printer&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The hardest part of skating is the ice.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My phone number is 17. We got one of the early ones.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The guy who invented the first wheel was an idiot. The guy who invented the other three, he was the genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The trouble with being punctual is that no one is there to appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In a country of free speech, why are there phone bills? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll  believe you. But if you tell him a park bench has just been painted,  he has to touch it to be sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had a friend once. Then the rope broke and he got away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you cannot change your mind, are you sure you have one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Beat the 5 O'clock rush, leave work at noon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you can't convince them, confuse them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's not the fall that kills you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's the sudden stop at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder. ( &lt;em&gt;very smart&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hot glass looks same as cold glass. - Cunino's Law of Burnt Fingers. ( &lt;em&gt;can any body tell me what that means??&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Never underestimate the power of very stupid people in large groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The cigarette does the smoking you are just the sucker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Someday is not a day of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-112797781013779164?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/112797781013779164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=112797781013779164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/112797781013779164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/112797781013779164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmmmmsome-nice-one-liners_28.html' title='Hmmmm...some nice one liners....'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111933343239066333</id><published>2005-06-20T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:57:12.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time 2 laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Flying lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A photographer for a national magazine was assigned to take pictures of a great forest fire. He was advised that a small plane would be waiting to fly him over the fire.&lt;br /&gt;The photographer arrived at the airstrip just an hour before sundown. Sure enough, a small Cessna airplane was waiting. He jumped in with his equipment and shouted, "Let's go!" The tense man sitting in the pilot's seat swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air, though flying erratically.&lt;br /&gt;"Fly over the north side of the fire," said the photographer, "and make several low-level passes."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" asked the nervous pilot.&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'm going to take pictures!" yelled the photographer. "I'm a photographer, and photographers take pictures."&lt;br /&gt;After a long pause, the "pilot" replied: "You mean, you're not my instructor?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111933343239066333?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111933343239066333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111933343239066333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111933343239066333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111933343239066333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-2-laugh.html' title='Time 2 laugh'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111911670929872872</id><published>2005-06-18T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T10:45:09.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought 4 the day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family's silver should be preserved till there is no other&lt;br /&gt;way of paying the butler.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;By :: Mani Shankar Aiyar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111911670929872872?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111911670929872872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111911670929872872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/06/thought-4-day.html' title='Thought 4 the day!!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111812725812802210</id><published>2005-06-06T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:04:11.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How creative r u ??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hey frds ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;here i have come up with something witty as well creative..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just check it and find out how creative r u????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So Zoooooooooooooooooooooooooom isko dekh.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;     ----------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      board                                                                   Ans :::: man overboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2.   stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;     -----------                                                          Ans :::: i understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;         i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok?....get the drift? Let's try a few now &amp; see how you fare.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. /r/e/a/d/i/n/g/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4.             r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;             r o a d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;                a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;                d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;5.   cycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      cycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      cycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;6.   t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7.   le / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;         / vel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8.   0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;  ------------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;    M.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;   Ph.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;9.   knee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;  ------------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;10.  ii ii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;   ----------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;      O O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;11.   dice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        dice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;12.   t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;13.  ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;    ---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;       feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;14.   he's / himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;15.  death / life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;16.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;THINK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and the last one is fun............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;17.   ababaaabbbbaaaabbbbababaabbaaabbbb.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111812725812802210?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111812725812802210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111812725812802210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111812725812802210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111812725812802210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-creative-r-u.html' title='How creative r u ??????'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111786102582297854</id><published>2005-06-04T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:38:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"To Graduate Is like a Crow "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hello frds, its me after a long break.....just surfing the net n passing by this short n precise poem abt all of us being "Graduates"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="10" align="center" border="5" text="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To graduate is like a crow&lt;br /&gt;Flying up into a tree.&lt;br /&gt;Once he gets there he can see&lt;br /&gt;All the children down below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To graduate is like a ewe&lt;br /&gt;Climbing up a rocky hill.&lt;br /&gt;Up and up she goes until&lt;br /&gt;She's at the top and sees the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To graduate is like a frog&lt;br /&gt;Hopping up from stair to stair.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know until he's there&lt;br /&gt;How high he is above the bog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and up and up we go&lt;br /&gt;From grade to grade, from hop to hop.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we hop all the way to the top?&lt;br /&gt;When we get there, we will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111786102582297854?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111786102582297854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111786102582297854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111786102582297854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111786102582297854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-graduate-is-like-crow.html' title='&quot;To Graduate Is like a Crow &quot;'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111695982474622752</id><published>2005-05-24T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:37:04.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmn , well today i got myself indulged in the nitty- gritties of palm reading.&lt;br /&gt;And the results are amazing . I tracked my lines with the help of the astrology provided by Bejan Daruwala and Dr P. K . Sharma....&lt;br /&gt;And, here is the brief account of the story of my hand narrated by the lines of my palm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hi Harpreet, you are a pragmatic hand type. Being practical, all your decisions are rational and well thought over. You are extremely self-assured, levelheaded and dynamic. Consistency in approach marks the fulfillment of your ambitions. But this regimen-approach sometimes kills the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your index finger is short. This makes you a dependable team player. A position of command is not for you. But you do have a keen eye for detail. You can be impulsive; not all your moves are quite rational. Look out! Stress could get the better of you. Your index finger being shorter than your ring finger tells us that you are a bit of a dreamer - a sensitive, idealistic dreamer. You mull a lot over minute, subtle detail. The bigger picture cannot be complete for you otherwise. But your personality can do a near-instant makeover to realism if faced with a situation of urgency. You are then a proactive, practical person to the core. Your middle finger being longer than the adjoining fingers in length signifies an even view towards life. You are extremely organised; seldom ever do you 'come apart' in any situation. You seem to have all stages of your life worked out to the last detail, and possess an unbiased and sagacious personality. You evaluate and analyse all your actions towards achieving your goals in life and get there through sheer dedication and will power. The top of your ring finger is in level with the base of the fingernail of your middle finger. You are a sweet talker and can seduce most people and bend them to your will. But this style may have only short-lived results! Your little finger is set evenly at the base with the middle finger. The scrupulousness in your personality is your finest asset. It leads you to take rational decisions. Your little finger reaches above the first flexure line (joint) of your ring finger. You have the gift of the gab and can talk endlessly - all you need is a listening partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a pragmatic hand type. Being practical, all your decisions are rational and well thought over. You are extremely self-assured, levelheaded and dynamic. Consistency in approach marks the fulfillment of your ambitions. But this regimen-approach sometimes kills the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a moderately long lifeline; the period between 50 and 60 years is an unpredictable phase in your life. Exercise extra care during that phase. You attach a lot of importance to customs and rituals. You prefer constancy and stability to change. You are deeply attached to your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your headline is frayed at its origin. You come across as a secretive person. Your unhappy childhood seems to reflect in all your relationships. Your headline ends in a fork. You contemplate deeply before executing plans. This trait is usually inherent in lawyers and authors. Your headline is medium straight. You are a highly rational individual. You are thought oriented and never act before thinking it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a completely transparent person. You have no inhibitions in sharing your innermost feelings with others. You are mature and non-judgemental, accepting people just as they are. A fast-paced life is not or you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fate line is centered. This indicates that you are a perceptive individual. You tread carefully in life owing to past negative experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So this is what i got to know abt myself through the palm reading site.....n believe me a lot of things above matches with what i think abt myself .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So if anybody else also wish to learn what his/her hand has in store for himself , he/she can follow the link &lt;a href="http://astrology.rediff.com/palmreading/"&gt;palm&lt;/a&gt;...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111695982474622752?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111695982474622752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111695982474622752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111695982474622752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111695982474622752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/05/palm-reading.html' title='Palm Reading'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111669515478110790</id><published>2005-05-21T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:33:36.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DON"T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here is a small , compact and free of cost advice from my side.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terok Singh was travelling in a crowded bus. He was carrying the passport size photograph of his son (for college admission).Accidently,the photographfell down from his pocket.He started searching for it frantically &amp;amp; found it on the floor, below the ends of a woman's saree.He asked her "Can you lift that saree? I wanna take photograph"The rest is history. He was beaten so badly that he had to be admitted to hospital. He was surprised to see Butol Singh on the bed next to him,in a worse condition. Butol explained what happened to him.He had gone to a remote village to work. He finished late and missed thelast bus. He couldn't find any hotel.So he approached a nearby house and asked the Owner whether he can staythere for the night. The Owner replied "I have 2 grownup daughters.? Sorry,Ican't allow you to stay".He approached the next house and asked whether he can stay there for thenight.The Owner replied,"I have 3 grown up daughters.? Sorry, I can't allowyou to stay".He went to the next house and asked:" Do you have "grown up daughters?".?The Owner asked,"WHY?????????"Butol replied, " I wanted to stay here for a night....."The rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS "WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DON"T USE THEM CORRECTLY." So better beware next time u ask someone "Do u have grown up daughters? " ha ha ha...............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111669515478110790?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111669515478110790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111669515478110790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111669515478110790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111669515478110790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/05/words-get-you-into-deep-trouble-if-you.html' title='&quot;WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DON&quot;T'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111561441658435038</id><published>2005-05-09T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:42:08.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best friends B'Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today is my best frd's Big Day , I mean B'day...&lt;br /&gt;And on this day i m trying to write a b'day song since last night...&lt;br /&gt;But all in vain..complete vain....&lt;br /&gt;i always get short of words, and consequently stuck up in lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;But whatever is the case i have drawn a sweet caricature of my frd...&lt;br /&gt;and nobody can stop me from singing a few lines for ur Big Boy, aha B'day boy which we used to sing when we were in nursery......in chorus........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="210" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13040590_90869fa23f_m.jpg" width="250" align="left" margin="0010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Happy B'day to U..&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day to U....&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day to dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chimpu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day to U.&lt;br /&gt;May this Day showers luv on joy on U..&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day to U. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kindly adjust with this poem Chimpu..&lt;br /&gt;I promise i would come up with an original poem next time...&lt;br /&gt;Bye n njoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111561441658435038?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111561441658435038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111561441658435038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111561441658435038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111561441658435038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-best-friends-bday.html' title='My Best friends B&apos;Day'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111557560958361714</id><published>2005-05-08T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:43:05.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;Today is the Mothers Day, and for that I m going to share with u all a very hearty poem…&lt;br /&gt;Hey don’t run away…&lt;br /&gt;Chill………don’t worry this poem is not written by me…&lt;br /&gt;So this time I expect u all to go through it once…coz I think that “Mother” is one topic against which none is ready to utter anything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One with a copious love,&lt;br /&gt;Gifted from god, send from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing different roles in her life,&lt;br /&gt;Starting with a girl and carrying as a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providing her young ones with a kind hospitality,&lt;br /&gt;Giving a revamp look to their personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making her children – The Bravehearts,&lt;br /&gt;Who bow their head only in front of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest jewel in everyone’s life,&lt;br /&gt;Betraying her is like cutting yourself with a knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111557560958361714?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111557560958361714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111557560958361714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111557560958361714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111557560958361714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/05/mother.html' title='Mother'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111522642148195779</id><published>2005-05-04T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:43:50.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who lie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There is an honest advise for those who lie.......&lt;br /&gt;They should have really gr8 memory coz one lie begets a bunch of other lies with it, which in turn begets more.....&lt;br /&gt;So include a lots of &lt;em&gt;badaams&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;bournvita&lt;/em&gt; in ur diet if u wanna be a good lier......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :&lt;br /&gt;this is just to make a confession that today i had no other substantial stuff to share with u ....&lt;br /&gt;So kindly adjust .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111522642148195779?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111522642148195779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111522642148195779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111522642148195779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111522642148195779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/05/for-those-who-lie.html' title='For those who lie....'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111489690613708546</id><published>2005-04-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:45:21.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting After Partying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It is really hard to come out of all this&lt;br /&gt;we all spend 4 long yrs together&lt;br /&gt;it was a time long enough to make one feel that we r at this point of time getting parted away from ur family members&lt;br /&gt;and that too not 1 or 2 or ..... but a complete bunch in one go&lt;br /&gt;Thats a really a big loss for me&lt;br /&gt;and i think for every body else tooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i saw emotions rolling in others eyes also&lt;br /&gt;Even in those whom i never expected&lt;br /&gt;May be thats why we call farewell as an occasion of sharing sweet sorrow....&lt;br /&gt;But my plight after the "parting party" is really tough for me to share&lt;br /&gt;Not coz of the fact that i was feeling very low after the meeting ......&lt;br /&gt;But to my surprise i was not at all feeling nthing........&lt;br /&gt;I mean for some time after the party i was completely devoid of any feeling&lt;br /&gt;neither good , nor bad&lt;br /&gt;neither joyous , nor sad&lt;br /&gt;it was completly blank.........&lt;br /&gt;it was similar to a patient who is being operated in the hospital.......&lt;br /&gt;he can't feel the pain at that particular instant but cries with pain after returning to a consious state&lt;br /&gt;How can i forget so many ppl in one go........&lt;br /&gt;the very thought scares me..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all these yrs i have met with and interacted with so many ppl&lt;br /&gt;And out of them , there r a few whom i really can't forget.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1st and foremost is my best buddy "Chimpu", who has always made me smile, even in situations when he himself felt helpless......&lt;br /&gt;then there is "shouting Sonika", who doesn't get tired talking to ppl..........&lt;br /&gt;"Moody Maku" who is a bit too akru......&lt;br /&gt;"Amiable Amru" who is sweet like sugar.........&lt;br /&gt;"Naughty Ankur" who has only 2 expressions to give , either smile or worried( specially before xam)......&lt;br /&gt;"Intellectual Rajat" who when speaks ,speaks substance........&lt;br /&gt;"Funky Baxi" who is far from being fat........&lt;br /&gt;"Versatile Arijit",&lt;br /&gt;"Haughty Deepak",&lt;br /&gt;"Talkative Mukesh",&lt;br /&gt;"Calm Deepti",&lt;br /&gt;"Tall Varun",&lt;br /&gt;"Teasing Anuj"&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Mansi",&lt;br /&gt;"Childish Sumati"&lt;br /&gt;"Practical Samtha"..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and the list will go on ..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will anybody out of them willl remember me...........&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is the case i would luv to cherish the moments i shared with all of them......&lt;br /&gt;And i pray to my Babaji to fulfill all ur wishes very sooon........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111489690613708546?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111489690613708546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111489690613708546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111489690613708546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111489690613708546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/parting-after-partying.html' title='Parting After Partying'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111476741930812993</id><published>2005-04-29T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:52:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite song......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey frds here is my a fav song which is originally sung by Rabbi , but now a dats i m singing it with more or less the same rythm.....aammmmmmmm..........a mean i m trying hard to do so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So here it goes................ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere Bin Sanu Sonya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...!!!( 2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Ve mein sara khum ke vekhya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;America Roos Malayasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Nai kite vi koi v pharak  c,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Har kisi de koi sharat  c,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Koi Mangda mere si sama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;koi hunda soorat te fida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;koi mangda meri c wafa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;na koi mangda meri bala, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere bin hor na kise mangni Meri ya Bala.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere bin hor na kise karni dhup wich shaa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere Bin Sanu Sonya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...( 2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jiven rukya c tu zara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Nai yo bolna mein saari umar ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jiven ankhya c aankha chura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Roovenga sanu yaad kar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Hasya si mein ehsa ajeeb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Par tu nai c hasya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Dil Vich tere jo raaz   c, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Menú tu kyu nai dasya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere bin sanu eh raaz Kise to naiyo dasna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Teri Bin peed da elaj Kise veid kolo lavan….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere Bin Sanu Sonya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...( 2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Milya c aaj menu tera ek patra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Likhya c jiste tu sher bardasht da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Padke c usnu aanju ek dulya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Aankha ch band c eh raaz aaj khulya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere bin eh mere aanju kise to naiyo chunga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere bin eh mere aanju Mitti wich roolna....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tere Bin Sanu Sonya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...!!!( 2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So frds how did u find it.... i no it is a bit tough to catch up its lyrics , but has got a very beautiful meaning embedded to it .........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111476741930812993?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111476741930812993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111476741930812993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111476741930812993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111476741930812993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-favourite-song.html' title='My favourite song......'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111384459554466821</id><published>2005-04-18T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:54:03.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hello frds! here is my way of spelling success.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;See ur goals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Unsight all falls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cast a spell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Checking all yells&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Embrace the challenge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Staying on the right track&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Setting up a balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111384459554466821?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111384459554466821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111384459554466821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111384459554466821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111384459554466821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/spell-success.html' title='Spell Success!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111375719318235147</id><published>2005-04-17T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:54:45.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meeting worth a mention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today was a gr8 day for me.I met my DiDi today.Wondering who is this DiDi...well i took tutions from this pretty lady when i was in 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; standard , and believe me or not but i find her as an elder version of " Me".&lt;br /&gt;Yes friends , i find myself a younger version of her.&lt;br /&gt;The only difference between me and her lies in the fact that she has almost touched the golden border of her dreams , and i have yet to pave my way to success.&lt;br /&gt;I think if i would be having an elder sis that would have been just like her .......&lt;br /&gt;She is sweet , elegant , full of life , and quite caring (atleast for me)......&lt;br /&gt;She is a woman of substance and gr8 attitude......&lt;br /&gt;Although i had a very brief meeting with her today , but still i consider myself lucky for she has a really tight schedule now-a days.&lt;br /&gt;U guys know na i m so kanjuuus in praising the ppl around me .....but this lady is worth all apreciations.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111375719318235147?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111375719318235147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111375719318235147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111375719318235147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111375719318235147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/meeting-worth-mention.html' title='A meeting worth a mention'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111348854055034155</id><published>2005-04-14T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:55:31.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baisakhi di badhaiyan !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="120" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9390592_00d4241f2b_m.jpg" width="100" align="right" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone and I wish a very very prosperous Baishakhi to all of u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Vaishakhi is a little different from the ones passed in the past years of my life...and indeed a special one in some respect....&lt;br /&gt;And this is primarily coz of the fact that today i know its relevace to some extent....On the past occassions I used to visit Gurudwara along with my parents without much knowledge about the festival itself...But today ,when one of my friend(it was u Chimpuuu) asked me about its significance especially for the Sikh people ,i started looking out its most appropriate answer ...&lt;br /&gt;And by the means of this particular post ,i want to share the same with u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/9390591_0c705d61c3_m.jpg" width="100" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Baisakhi, as well as being the first month of the Sikh year, is a time to remember when Guru Gobind Singh Ji began the Khalsa. Guru Gobind Singh Ji our tenth Guru, the creator of the Khalsa Panth was a saint, soldier and a great philosopher. Throughout his life he professed the word of God, of His grace and of His unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of Guru Gobind Singh Ji, Sikhs were being persecuted and killed for their faith and for what they believed in. History teaches that whenever tyranny, oppression and suffering run riot in the world, God sends a true saint to see justice prevail. Guru Ji's followers would come to him and tell him of the injustices they were facing at the hands of Mughal soldiers, how they were being robbed, assaulted and how their children and families were being slaughtered before their very eyes. Having listened to and watched the misery of his followers, Guru Ji decided that the only way to resolve such pain was to form themselves into a fighting force and defend their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of the spring festival of Baisakhi in 1699, Guru Gobind Singh Ji called all the Sikhs to Anandpur Sahib, and appointed the five faithfuls as &lt;strong&gt;Panj Piare&lt;/strong&gt;. He made them realise that they had the power within themselves to stand upright and fight for their religion and beliefs. He, along with all the other Guru's all came to the world to make us aware of the kindness and unity of Waheguru and to rid the world of hate, prejudice and fear and to learn to live in harmony with our brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Khalsa &lt;/strong&gt;Means the pure ones, the saint-soldiers who were to strengthen the foundation of Sikh brotherhood…Sikhs have always been encouraged to feel proud and honoured of their ancestors and of their faith. We do not persuade others to convert to Sikhism nor do we disbelieve the teachings of other religions, instead, we have been taught that the route to true salvation is achieved through loving God and riding ourselves off lust, anger, greed, undue worldly attachment and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this day i was unaware of the above stated historical significance of this auspicious festival in Sikh religion. I knew this festival merely as a mark of joys, prosperity ,hopes and renewal since it celebrated as a harvest festival in many parts across the country with different nomenclatures....&lt;br /&gt;But today i m glad to know the other prospective of the same festival....at the same time i feel sorry for the level of ignorance i carry within myself......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111348854055034155?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111348854055034155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111348854055034155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111348854055034155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111348854055034155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/baisakhi-di-badhaiyan.html' title='Baisakhi di badhaiyan !!!!!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111324875021933114</id><published>2005-04-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:56:21.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling on a ball !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hey buddies , here i have come up with my next creation........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blink&gt;And this is dedicted to all those who can bear it..... he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="110" hspace="10" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9130393_8b1bced7db_m.jpg" width="100" align="left" count="6" resolution="96" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Rolling on a ball ,I have a hasty crawl&lt;br /&gt;And, all that I fear is a violent fall…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling on a ball, I long for a plain hall&lt;br /&gt;Where I can roll along with my goals…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling on the ball, those who see&lt;br /&gt;Deal with me with a daunting glee…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I roll with fetish zeal&lt;br /&gt;Coz those who dream can only win….&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/11710610-111324875021933114?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111324875021933114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111324875021933114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111324875021933114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111324875021933114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/rolling-on-ball.html' title='Rolling on a ball !!!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111246153174827607</id><published>2005-04-02T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:57:36.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats that........</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sssshhhhhhhh koyeee hai..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whats that we all have been haunted by for several years now?&lt;br /&gt;Whats that we want 2 escape,but still we can't?&lt;br /&gt;Whats that we r afraid 2 appear ,before it really happens?&lt;br /&gt;And even after it has passed away?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Post ur answer within 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;The winner willl get a treat from ur one and only Chhhhhhhhhimpuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111246153174827607?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111246153174827607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111246153174827607' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111246153174827607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111246153174827607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-that.html' title='Whats that........'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111220456203055658</id><published>2005-03-30T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:58:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wannna know more about "Hello World" !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well well well......Mayank i think i can answer ur query now ........u asked me as to why do we use " Hello World " as ur 1st program...&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;While small test programs existed since the development of programmable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Computer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;, the tradition of using the phrase "Hello world!" as the test message was influenced by an example program in the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The C Programming Language (book)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_C_Programming_Language_(book)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The C Programming Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;, by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Brian Kernighan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brian_Kernighan"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Brian Kernighan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dennis Ritchie" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dennis_Ritchie"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dennis Ritchie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;, published in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1978" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1978"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1978&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;. The example program from that book prints "hello, world" (i.e., no capital letters, no exclamation sign; those have entered the tradition later). The book had inherited the program from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1974" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1974"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1974&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Bell Labs" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bell_Labs"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bell Laboratories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; internal memorandum by Kernighan —Programming in C: A Tutorial— which shows the first known version of the program:&lt;br /&gt;main( )&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;printf("hello, world");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;However, the first known instance of the usage of the words "hello" and "world" together in computer literature is in A Tutorial Introduction to the Language B, by Brian Kernighan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1973" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1973"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Environments that generate an unreasonably large executable for this trivial test or which require a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://catb.org/~esr/jargon/html/H/hairy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; compiler-linker invocation to generate it are considered to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://catb.org/~esr/jargon/html/L/lose.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The basic belief was that learning a language meant more than learning grammar and vocabulary, syntax and substitution drills. They believed it includes an intense understanding and respect for culture and diversity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111220456203055658?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111220456203055658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111220456203055658' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111220456203055658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111220456203055658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/wannna-know-more-about-hello-world.html' title='Wannna know more about &quot;Hello World&quot; !'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111211878373949303</id><published>2005-03-29T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T09:55:20.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought 4 the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src= http://photos7.flickr.com/7801615_a145aa0f13_m.jpg align=left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to enjoying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what each day brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111211878373949303?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111211878373949303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111211878373949303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111211878373949303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111211878373949303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/thought-4-day.html' title='Thought 4 the day!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111200724027511736</id><published>2005-03-28T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T10:59:49.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A heart full of desires.........."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi buddies,&lt;br /&gt;Today i m going to share with u all a poem which is written by none other than me.&lt;br /&gt;Plz bear it (i mean try to bear it), and send ur complements(not comments, especially u mayank )................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A heart full of desires……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A heart full of desires,&lt;br /&gt;Is like a honey bee in full attire,&lt;br /&gt;A flying bird and a log of fire……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire! makes u feel higher,&lt;br /&gt;Like a wing without pliers,&lt;br /&gt;A swing without a wire ,&lt;br /&gt;And a coin without a buyer……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we all desire,&lt;br /&gt;To get that wonderful joy,&lt;br /&gt;To plumb nature’s empire,&lt;br /&gt;And above all to fulfill our desires…………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why the wise people say that ,&lt;br /&gt;Desire………..&lt;br /&gt;But then swear not to get retire,&lt;br /&gt;Before u reach a bridge,&lt;br /&gt;Dumping all wampires…………………….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111200724027511736?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111200724027511736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111200724027511736' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111200724027511736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111200724027511736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/heart-full-of-desires.html' title='&quot;A heart full of desires..........&quot;'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111195529070455891</id><published>2005-03-27T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:28:10.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is this beautiful lady!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickrEmailPost"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/85395261@N00/7599628/" title="Guess who is this beautiful lady!!!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/7599628_f09a0515c4.jpg" alt="Guess who is this beautiful lady!!!" class="flickrEmailImage" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yahoo! India Matrimony: Find your life partneronline.&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/11710610-111195529070455891?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111195529070455891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111195529070455891' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111195529070455891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111195529070455891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-who-is-this-beautiful-lady.html' title='Guess who is this beautiful lady!!!'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111195257533002571</id><published>2005-03-27T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T11:42:55.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get going</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;this is just to share my philosophy of life ..............&lt;br /&gt;"Live and let live........"&lt;br /&gt;And yes, there is one more  "Reach out for  stars and thats how u can get more than dust in ur hands.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111195257533002571?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111195257533002571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111195257533002571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111195257533002571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111195257533002571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/get-going.html' title='Get going'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11710610.post-111184908077132126</id><published>2005-03-26T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T10:02:29.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to say hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11710610-111184908077132126?l=nancy831.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/feeds/111184908077132126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11710610&amp;postID=111184908077132126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111184908077132126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11710610/posts/default/111184908077132126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancy831.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-to-say-hi.html' title='Just to say hi'/><author><name>harpreet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943983504940804843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_atfD6Si4pZM/R80lNyJvxcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2fjDp2AesRo/S220/orkutPic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
