<?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-10695866</id><updated>2011-07-14T14:27:15.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lords of the Last Bench</title><subtitle type='html'>We are the guys who studied in the Army Institute of Technology's Computer Engineering department together from 1999 - 2003. This is where we rant our thoughts, gossip about each other and take malicious digs at one and all.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-114644865461082700</id><published>2006-04-30T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:57:34.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Main hoon na</title><content type='html'>:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-114644865461082700?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/114644865461082700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/114644865461082700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2006/05/main-hoon-na.html' title='Main hoon na'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-114182206908591487</id><published>2006-03-08T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:47:49.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>koi hai?</title><content type='html'>arre koi bhi nai?&lt;br /&gt;well guys i just went thru kothligarh snaps.&lt;br /&gt;feeling real nostalgic abt all the gud times v had together.the omlets at vohoman&lt;br /&gt;to counterstrike to daaru paarty to molestin bhatti ;)&lt;br /&gt;really miss u guys ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-114182206908591487?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/114182206908591487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/114182206908591487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2006/03/koi-hai.html' title='koi hai?'/><author><name>Sayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06342543143390890852</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111631858358636854</id><published>2005-05-17T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:29:43.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog fever</title><content type='html'>It seems the blog fever is over.. every one is normal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished with my lunch and i'm feeling sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a VERY VERY GENERIC Code to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why ppl can't even perform "Ctrl-C" + "Ctrl-V" properly.&lt;br /&gt;Its been the fucking 5 hrs since i am trying to figure out how this fuckn screen works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the makers of this very FUCKIN generic code...&lt;br /&gt;And to add to this:: &lt;br /&gt;NO FUCKIN DOCUMENTATION...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF, i won't even document it either ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111631858358636854?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111631858358636854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111631858358636854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-fever.html' title='Blog fever'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111235590018627841</id><published>2005-04-01T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T03:45:00.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ganguly joke</title><content type='html'>The Indian side’s standard of batting was very low. Even at net practice, they couldn't hit a thing. Finally, captain Ganguly rushed forward and grabbed the bat. 'Now bowl me some fast ones!' he yelled. Ten fast balls came down in quick succession and he missed them all. He glared at the team and shouted: 'Now that's what you're all doing. Get in there and hit them!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111235590018627841?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111235590018627841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111235590018627841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/04/ganguly-joke.html' title='ganguly joke'/><author><name>Vicharak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619944932263239526</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111225622012895776</id><published>2005-03-31T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T00:03:40.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid's special</title><content type='html'>http://www.rinkworks.com/stupid/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111225622012895776?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111225622012895776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111225622012895776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupids-special.html' title='Stupid&apos;s special'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111208879839017418</id><published>2005-03-29T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:33:18.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghalib!</title><content type='html'>Heard a great sher today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere pyar ne mujhe deewana ban diya Ghalib...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere pyar ne mujhe deewana ban diya Ghalib...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancho main to homo nikla!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111208879839017418?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111208879839017418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111208879839017418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/ghalib.html' title='Ghalib!'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111201544060740779</id><published>2005-03-28T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T05:10:40.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what dreams may become</title><content type='html'>It wud not hav occured to me but on&lt;br /&gt;this occasion the it was someone i knew.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant come to terms the fact that&lt;br /&gt;all of us plan so much but so much&lt;br /&gt;of what is already there is unseen,unfelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is if i may die today, prompts me to think&lt;br /&gt;what is all that i could have done but couldnt do.&lt;br /&gt;Can i live life one day at a time.enjoy it &lt;br /&gt;like nuts.as of now i cant. theres too much to remember&lt;br /&gt;and more than enough to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to strike a balance between today and&lt;br /&gt;what to leave for tomorrow?i hope to find out or &lt;br /&gt;rather i should know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in my mind for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope he was drunk when it&lt;br /&gt;happened as i would want the same&lt;br /&gt;if i get to choose.it was the sad news of the demise&lt;br /&gt;of a college friend.i hope therz a bar in &lt;br /&gt;heaven and that its on the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111201544060740779?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111201544060740779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111201544060740779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-dreams-may-become.html' title='what dreams may become'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111200709470702673</id><published>2005-03-28T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:51:34.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences of american lifestyle</title><content type='html'>A wife comes screaming into the room and yells at her husband &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"honey, come out soon, ur children &amp; my children are beating up our children!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111200709470702673?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111200709470702673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111200709470702673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/consequences-of-american-lifestyle.html' title='Consequences of american lifestyle'/><author><name>Vicharak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619944932263239526</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111198630563626144</id><published>2005-03-27T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:05:05.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Gym!!!</title><content type='html'>Today just might be my first day at gym. of course there are so many times i have felt the same way. but today just feels right. Considering we guys have such sedentary life style, i guess we really need to pick some other physical activity(not for u of course bhatti, u can eat the whole world). newayz, my primary concern is that i no longer fit into one of my 32 waist jeans. So wish me luck guys and do something for urselves too. (booby and verma - i'll come around today to pick up my sport shoes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111198630563626144?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111198630563626144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111198630563626144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-gym.html' title='To Gym!!!'/><author><name>Arun Koshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055292318501904091</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111198384503737295</id><published>2005-03-27T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T20:24:05.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lords of the Last Bench</title><content type='html'>On popular Demand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Akshat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111198384503737295?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111198384503737295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111198384503737295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/lords-of-last-bench.html' title='The Lords of the Last Bench'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111165569324174278</id><published>2005-03-24T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T01:14:53.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like the craze to blog is gone</title><content type='html'>Looks like the craze to blog is gone .......there was one time that i use to somehow spare some time to log something on my blog or on this common blog but all of sudden now i realized that i was not able to blog anything,and when i come here I was surprised to see no change in the blogs of most of the ppls(except one vela guy : U guess it by checking out the blogs of that guy :D).&lt;br /&gt;                      By the way this dooodle thing is not working yaar ...somebody looking into it , Ani can u do something ..U r the intelligent guy among all of us :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhi ke liye itna hi ....&lt;br /&gt;hope sab kuch theek thak ho jayega ...&lt;br /&gt;tilll then byebye,&lt;br /&gt;Kamal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111165569324174278?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111165569324174278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111165569324174278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/looks-like-craze-to-blog-is-gone.html' title='Looks like the craze to blog is gone'/><author><name>Vicharak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619944932263239526</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111096263261702903</id><published>2005-03-16T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T00:43:52.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Killing Pills</title><content type='html'>Yo Mama Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama's so fat, wherever she goes, CG of earth follows her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111096263261702903?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111096263261702903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111096263261702903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-killing-pills.html' title='Random Killing Pills'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-111073574749990325</id><published>2005-03-13T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T09:42:27.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead?</title><content type='html'>Bhaiyon keep this bvlog alive. Please keep posting :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a joke to start with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhatti is an intelligent BOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-111073574749990325?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111073574749990325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/111073574749990325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/dead.html' title='Dead?'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110997623202848117</id><published>2005-03-04T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T14:43:52.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Discussion after Bacardi</title><content type='html'>Varun and Animesh are drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Varun, Animesh and Chintu are discussing something. (Relating mostly to the meaning of life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;You have two aspects in your life: Yin and Yang. Yin is all that's good in your life, and Yang is all thats bad in your life.&lt;br /&gt;So the only thing you have to do is to focus on the Ying and you will always be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;What you have to do in life is to try and achieve what is the best you can achieve as per your poetential. You need to figure out the Yin of life. If all you already have is Yin then you will never try to achieve anything! First reach a point in life when you are satisfied about what is possible and retrospect if you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;"Bad", and "Not Good". Are these the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;NO. "Bad" is the thing which comes after you failed. "Not good" is when you never tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;Not even the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;No. Night is darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to have sex in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement for the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viagra is for the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong believe in seeing what they can do, not hide behind darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animesh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy is ... Good Night;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiaos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110997623202848117?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110997623202848117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110997623202848117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/discussion-after-bacardi.html' title='A Discussion after Bacardi'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110991215504281701</id><published>2005-03-03T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:55:55.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PJ</title><content type='html'>A bird is flying high in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-air she lays an egg but it doesn't break. Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she was wearing an underwear =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110991215504281701?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110991215504281701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110991215504281701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/pj.html' title='PJ'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110985485304064758</id><published>2005-03-03T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T05:02:20.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zok time</title><content type='html'>Two strings walk into a bar.&lt;br /&gt;The first string says:    Hello, I'd like a rum and cokerhe7954454gh2kjn.,.43&gt;&gt;[][]21?24&lt;br /&gt;The second string says:    You'll have to excuse my friend, he's not null-terminated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110985485304064758?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110985485304064758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110985485304064758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/zok-time.html' title='Zok time'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110983047629493625</id><published>2005-03-02T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:14:36.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Kya</title><content type='html'>Today morning was gud.But not for him,i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;No he's not fat, we just call him , it's his nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he did a lot of khufiya work in the night.&lt;br /&gt;First he saw the red bus.then he pointed out a &lt;br /&gt;green truck. Fuck those chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realised the poor buddy was really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;what he was seeing was not the morning traffic&lt;br /&gt;but the guy was making himself a king sized burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gud friend i am. i told him i just saw &lt;br /&gt;cheese coloured building.He saw it from &lt;br /&gt;the corner of his eye, then smiled, &lt;br /&gt;smile which said "I know what you want".No man&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to share your burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dint want it, "my cheese" he called it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the idea of sharing The Burger was killing &lt;br /&gt;him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dint eat it today.Maybe saving for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I ll be there for you , with cheese my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110983047629493625?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110983047629493625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110983047629493625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/hungry-kya.html' title='Hungry Kya'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110970211639465061</id><published>2005-03-01T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:06:44.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Link to some AIT alumni meet.</title><content type='html'>for those who don't read alumni mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://aitpalumni.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chk out our very own Doggie (ADI) in his mustaches... fuck man.. he looks like some uncle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there used to be a porn link here but someone deleted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110970211639465061?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110970211639465061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110970211639465061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/03/link-to-some-ait-alumni-meet.html' title='Link to some AIT alumni meet.'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110960145855544615</id><published>2005-02-28T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:37:38.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls of Wisdom from Bash</title><content type='html'>pinano: The angle of the dangle is directly proportional to the&lt;br /&gt;pinano: heat of the meat, as augmented by the thrust of the bust,&lt;br /&gt;pinano: and inversely so to the mass of the ass, so long as the&lt;br /&gt;pinano: bore of the whore remains constant.&lt;br /&gt;pinano: God, I love being an engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: The baby's kickin'.&lt;br /&gt;Adam: well kick that little fucker back.&lt;br /&gt;Adam: gotta start early with discipline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110960145855544615?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110960145855544615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110960145855544615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/pearls-of-wisdom-from-bash.html' title='Pearls of Wisdom from Bash'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110932217158113645</id><published>2005-02-25T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T01:02:51.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Laloo to his P.A : Why so  many players R kicking the football?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.A : " Goal karne ke  liye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Laloo : Sasura Ball tho  pahile hi GOL hai aur kitna GOL karega&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/10695866-110932217158113645?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110932217158113645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110932217158113645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110932131672241139</id><published>2005-02-25T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T00:48:36.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y15/ani_rawal/sneha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneha Ullal. Looks like Aishwarya, doesn't she?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110932131672241139?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110932131672241139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110932131672241139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/latest-crush.html' title='Latest Crush'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110907969212181725</id><published>2005-02-22T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T05:41:32.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Finally have been able to join the blog. after a lot of fuck ups on my part.Hey thanx Ani for sending all those invitations patiently.&lt;br /&gt;Internet here is soooo slooow :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110907969212181725?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110907969212181725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110907969212181725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Sayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06342543143390890852</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110898559097711713</id><published>2005-02-21T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T03:33:10.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to stupid people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www3.sympatico.ca/tg_argall/stupidia.htm"&gt;http://www3.sympatico.ca/tg_argall/stupidia.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110898559097711713?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110898559097711713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110898559097711713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/dedicated-to-stupid-people.html' title='Dedicated to stupid people'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110898307221139916</id><published>2005-02-21T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T02:51:12.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Run, run, faster, faster,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can feel them, hear them,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barking, Barking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dive into the creek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They've lost my scent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swim to the other side,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leeches all over me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I exit the woods,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a free man now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am innocent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No. I am a person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;by Alex Hofmann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110898307221139916?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110898307221139916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110898307221139916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/inspirational-poem.html' title='Inspirational poem'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110896640694259487</id><published>2005-02-20T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:13:26.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to add one more entry to the blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was different.                                                                                                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Different from all other days. Days I been encountering everyday since I joined PSPL. Going to office daily with Atul around morning 8:30 has become a routine in life. Six-seater to Yerwada. Auto to Office from yerwada.  This process goes on and on every week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was no different. But Didnt I mention today was different. Yup it was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually me was normal. Me is always normal. Normal to me that is. Other people might have a different opinion. Like a dear friend of pointed out recently that I am a stupid a$$hole. I wont say I agree but he had a point. Me apart, back to the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the way to the sixy stand, we go walking.  We did that today also. First step outside the society, I felt the cool breeze. It had a strange magical fragrance added to it. I tell u I could feel it. And soemone was singing, rather humming slowly and softly. It wasnt a hum I wud have tolerated on any other day, but today it felt good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked around and guess what. Atul was the singer. Eyes closed, smile on face, hands streched out and dancing like a kid, there he was on road humming kuch to hua hai,kuch ho gaya hai. Couldnt believe my eyes. But there he was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had to try very hard to prevent him from going into dustbin just outside our society.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess we all understand, its hard walking straight when you are in such a mood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So almost dumped into into dustbin, one slap from chick in sixy, and a near fall off auto later Atul finally reached office. I was relieved and praying to God that things become better from here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well no news of him since I dropped him at his office gate. Not picking up his phone, offline on yahoo. I hope he gets better by evening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah I hear someone humming behind me. I guess love is in the air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110896640694259487?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110896640694259487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110896640694259487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-to-add-one-more-entry-to.html' title='Something to add one more entry to the blog'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110871529332906056</id><published>2005-02-18T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:28:13.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide</title><content type='html'>Sayu and Atul wanted to commit suicide today. I convinced them otherwise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110871529332906056?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110871529332906056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110871529332906056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/suicide.html' title='Suicide'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110862654317200367</id><published>2005-02-16T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:49:03.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for U2 fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=11worst"&gt;http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=11worst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110862654317200367?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110862654317200367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110862654317200367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-for-u2-fans.html' title='Something for U2 fans'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110862349616449425</id><published>2005-02-16T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:58:16.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm ....how was the valentine days guys</title><content type='html'>Hi Alll ....&lt;br /&gt;        Though a little late for this post but very important for all of us .What all we did this valentine days.Any luck to anyone or alll are still with "Haaath hi mere saaaath " ideology.&lt;br /&gt;As far as Im considered,I sat down at office ....working (u know my manger joined that day only)and he looks like nuts,asshole came at around 9 in morning and dont leave before 9 in night.&lt;br /&gt;         WElllll very eager to hear to alll of the valiants in this batttle of love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110862349616449425?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110862349616449425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110862349616449425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm-how-was-valentine-days-guys.html' title='Hmmm ....how was the valentine days guys'/><author><name>Vicharak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619944932263239526</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110856091962839352</id><published>2005-02-16T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T05:35:19.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats selling</title><content type='html'>atulverma82 (3:02:18 PM): hello&lt;br /&gt;atulverma82 (3:02:35 PM): can i get the schedule for Aviator&lt;br /&gt;atulverma82 (3:04:27 PM): why is this service available if there is no one to reply to it&lt;br /&gt;atulverma82 (3:04:40 PM): thanx for nothing&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:05:28 PM): ya &lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:05:28 PM): tell me&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:05:28 PM): i am sorry u r not the only one online&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:05:39 PM): there r many more people like u to ask on this kind of service &lt;br /&gt;atulverma82 (3:05:46 PM): yes fine&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:05:59 PM): tell me how can i help u&lt;br /&gt;atulverma82 (3:06:29 PM): can i get the 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(3:11:02 PM): do keep checking www.e-squareindia.com&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:11:34 PM): sorry for the inconvinence&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:11:58 PM): caused by us&lt;br /&gt;manoj_esquare (3:12:05 PM): thank you  call 56044141 / 2 / 3 for home delivery of tickets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110856091962839352?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110856091962839352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110856091962839352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/thats-selling.html' title='Thats selling'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110855268276460219</id><published>2005-02-16T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T03:18:02.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singhsons?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.koffievlek.nl/singhsons/singhsons.swf"&gt;http://www.koffievlek.nl/singhsons/singhsons.swf&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/10695866-110855268276460219?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110855268276460219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110855268276460219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/singhsons.html' title='The Singhsons?'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110837028352996813</id><published>2005-02-14T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T00:38:03.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kotlighad Trip</title><content type='html'>http://AJain3.photosite.com/Kotlighad/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys.. u can watch the trek fotos at the above mentioned site..&lt;br /&gt;i have another movie clip which i'll be sending across to limited ppl only ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin for another trip next month ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110837028352996813?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110837028352996813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110837028352996813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/kotlighad-trip.html' title='Kotlighad Trip'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110810423002435772</id><published>2005-02-10T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T22:43:50.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Man on a Bike!</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time Invisible man tried to ride a bike. So he took the keys of the blue YBX from da studd. This is where the happy part ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later, ollo man comes back... and says "Bike nahi chalta. Mai clutch dabaya aur gear dabaya aur bike ruk gaya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stud is surprised. Anyway, Stud and Uncle go down with ollo man, and Stud tells him to try again. So ollo boy starts the bike, presses the clutch and then puts the bike in gear. The bike jumps a bit and the engine stops. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...According to the Invisible Man, clutch is on the right!!!!  Ha Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110810423002435772?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110810423002435772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110810423002435772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/invisible-man-on-bike.html' title='Invisible Man on a Bike!'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110802224921123472</id><published>2005-02-09T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T23:57:29.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the butterfly effect..</title><content type='html'>the rush at tea stall&lt;br /&gt;the leaking truck&lt;br /&gt;the drilling machine waking earth&lt;br /&gt;the chick&lt;br /&gt;the broken road&lt;br /&gt;the falling people&lt;br /&gt;the question&lt;br /&gt;the answer&lt;br /&gt;the broken signal&lt;br /&gt;the smelly river&lt;br /&gt;the screech&lt;br /&gt;the plan &lt;br /&gt;the urgency&lt;br /&gt;the speed&lt;br /&gt;the unfortunate&lt;br /&gt;the deity&lt;br /&gt;the arrival&lt;br /&gt;the office&lt;br /&gt;the notepad&lt;br /&gt;the affair&lt;br /&gt;the wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110802224921123472?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110802224921123472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110802224921123472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/butterfly-effect.html' title='the butterfly effect..'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110795637963127196</id><published>2005-02-09T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:39:39.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deadguylives.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dead Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110795637963127196?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110795637963127196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110795637963127196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/dead-guy.html' title='Dead Guy'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110795432388281398</id><published>2005-02-09T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:05:23.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my trg ....</title><content type='html'>want to write about my training &lt;br /&gt;dont want to write about it&lt;br /&gt;want to write about my training &lt;br /&gt;dont want to write about it&lt;br /&gt;want to write about my training &lt;br /&gt;dont want to write about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;democracy &lt;strong&gt;sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110795432388281398?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110795432388281398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110795432388281398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-trg.html' title='my trg ....'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110794977577089344</id><published>2005-02-09T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T03:49:35.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A P.J.</title><content type='html'>Wanted to write something but couldnt thing of nethings. Thought of posting a doggie joke.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who ran a pub. He had a dog which he loved dearly, as did all the customers in the pub. One of the customers had rather too much to drink one evening and unfortunately drove his car over the dog which died instantly. There were no obvious injuries except that his tail was severed. So popular was the dog that the landlord had the tail mounted and hung in the bar.After the dog died many customers reported hearing a ghostly barking as they left the pub. Finally one night after time had been called and all the customers had gone, the publican was shocked to see the dog appear in the bar. After he had calmed down he began to speak to the dog asking if he was happy indoggy heaven.The dog replied that he was but he missed one thing, and begged the landlord to take his tail from the wall and put back on the end of his body."Now Fido", said the landlord "surely you are not asking me to retail spirits after hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110794977577089344?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110794977577089344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110794977577089344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/pj.html' title='A P.J.'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110793122622059729</id><published>2005-02-08T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:40:26.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a little help from my friends</title><content type='html'>I have heard this song before, but yesterday, when it played on my playlist, It had a meaning. And oh, it is by the Beatles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you think if I sang out of tune&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand up and walk out on me&lt;br /&gt;Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try not o sing out of key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when my love is away&lt;br /&gt;Does it worry you to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;Are you sad because you're on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I get by with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need anybody&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;Could it be anybody&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe in a love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;What do you see when you turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you but I know it's mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need anybody&lt;br /&gt;I just need someone to love&lt;br /&gt;Could it be anybody&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Yes I get by with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;With a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110793122622059729?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110793122622059729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110793122622059729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/with-little-help-from-my-friends.html' title='With a little help from my friends'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110793207270616869</id><published>2005-02-08T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:54:32.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><content type='html'>its been bothering me for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;see when i get up i feel thirsty, so i drink water.&lt;br /&gt;then when i leave my house i again feel thirsty and i dont carry a water bottle, coz it will make my load heavy.&lt;br /&gt;and since i dont have a bottle, my lips dry up  and blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if i dont have water before leaving then might die of dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;so in order to not die from dehydration, i need to carry a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;and if i carry a bottle i carry on extra weight.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a fu*ckin Catch-22 situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110793207270616869?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110793207270616869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110793207270616869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784651519545462</id><published>2005-02-08T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:08:35.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;MARQUEE id=m1 direction=right style="border-width:2px;border-style:solid;"&gt;We are the champions&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784651519545462?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784651519545462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784651519545462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-are-champions.html' title=''/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784612983489602</id><published>2005-02-08T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:02:09.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi all</title><content type='html'>bye all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784612983489602?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784612983489602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784612983489602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-all.html' title='hi all'/><author><name>atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06890701736699987488</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784459289981974</id><published>2005-02-07T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:36:32.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip ????</title><content type='html'>Well guys. Whats the final word on the trip ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784459289981974?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784459289981974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784459289981974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/trip.html' title='Trip ????'/><author><name>Arun Koshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055292318501904091</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784435495845790</id><published>2005-02-07T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:32:34.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>This is a looser space blog.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess johri should contribute the most :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784435495845790?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784435495845790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784435495845790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/test_08.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Hemant Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04487616332045273748</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784417795799072</id><published>2005-02-07T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:29:37.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Test 1 ... 2.... 4......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check  1.... 2..... .3.....&lt;br /&gt;check check check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right , ur on...&lt;br /&gt;Hit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784417795799072?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784417795799072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784417795799072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Akshu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374487485497603939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784408395750818</id><published>2005-02-07T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:28:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784408395750818?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784408395750818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784408395750818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784436011749682</id><published>2005-02-07T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:32:40.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I?</title><content type='html'>I wonder if I'll be writing anything. I barely post anything on my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784436011749682?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784436011749682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784436011749682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/will-i.html' title='Will I?'/><author><name>..</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6729/306/1600/4471.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10695866.post-110784361976899653</id><published>2005-02-07T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:20:19.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Started!!</title><content type='html'>Alrighty! We have our own blog. Lets get down and dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10695866-110784361976899653?l=tllb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784361976899653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10695866/posts/default/110784361976899653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tllb.blogspot.com/2005/02/lets-get-started.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Started!!'/><author><name>Animesh</name><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></entry></feed>
