<?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-5745768922509010371</id><updated>2011-10-08T21:00:33.371+05:30</updated><category term='micro blogging'/><category term='first post'/><category term='whatever'/><category term='crap'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='OMG'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='busy'/><category term='blahh...'/><category term='india'/><category term='mtv'/><category term='uncrap'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Noisy Chorus</title><subtitle type='html'>A bit of chatter &amp;amp; loads of clutter!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-4513091459400348034</id><published>2011-04-16T05:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T05:58:20.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Proposal</title><content type='html'>I Planned for long to throw you off guard&lt;br /&gt; Trying not to reveal it long and hard&lt;br /&gt; I had been waiting for that day for a while&lt;br /&gt; The wait that had always seemed like a mile&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I searched everywhere to get the perfect ring&lt;br /&gt; For a one that stuns you, and gives you wings&lt;br /&gt; It did cost me a favour, Oh yes it did&lt;br /&gt; But that is nothing in front of the secret it hid&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I reharsed my lines not twice but thrice&lt;br /&gt; everytime I felt they could be better, more nice&lt;br /&gt; I wrote them down, I talked in my sleep&lt;br /&gt; I tried to load them with praises in heap&lt;br /&gt; And I wanted them to sound deep&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I rummaged the town for the best suit ever&lt;br /&gt; For something that would show me as ‘Handsome Forever’&lt;br /&gt; Neither could I get one not get another to borrow&lt;br /&gt; Let us not talk about that tale of sorrow&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So the D-Day arrived, sunny and bright&lt;br /&gt; and there we were, together that lovely night&lt;br /&gt; Candles so dim, and the smoky red wine&lt;br /&gt; and the beautiful you in front of me, all divine.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t feel my knees when i raised the toast&lt;br /&gt; All nerves, blabbering and splurging, I was not the perfect host&lt;br /&gt; A hundred times faster i felt my heart beat&lt;br /&gt; Boy. For sure I was feeling the heat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One touch of your fingers put them all away&lt;br /&gt; You smiled and it was so full of mirth and gay&lt;br /&gt; You hair gently twitched and put my heart at bay&lt;br /&gt; I went down my knees, looked into your eyes and told you all I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My Love, You’ve been there for me, through thick and thin,&lt;br /&gt; We have been together, and We’ve been a win&lt;br /&gt; I’m sure you know my every fault and my every virtue&lt;br /&gt; But I also wanted to know, that I Love you too&lt;br /&gt; I bet I can keep you happier than Ever&lt;br /&gt; And I Know we will be the best couple Forever&lt;br /&gt; Oh this moment, right now, I’ve dreamt it all as alchemy&lt;br /&gt; My Sweetheart, Will you Marry Me ? “&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/5745768922509010371-4513091459400348034?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/4513091459400348034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2011/04/proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/4513091459400348034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/4513091459400348034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2011/04/proposal.html' title='The Proposal'/><author><name>Snehith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00347839693468489610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-5052411611192642177</id><published>2010-01-17T22:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:04:37.171+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>The Voices and the Noise</title><content type='html'>How would you visualise a thought ? And how would you define something called as 'thought' quantitatively in the first place ? One can only speculate the exact definition of thought as something that the dictionary defines, or something that the mind thinks of, or a phenomenon that occurs to the mind when it is in the state of rest.Imagine a shooting star racing through the pitch dark night sky, or imagine a howl of the street dog on a lonely winter night street, or a wave of water on the still sand on the beach. Those,metamorphically, for me, are thoughts. Something that strikes us when we are into nothing, and something that brings us to nothing when we are into something !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So now how would you conceptualize something called, an echo of thought. Echoes come from voices, and the voices need  not necessarily be from a same head. We can have a number of thoughts that arise from different organisms at the same time all across the world. So if you can visualise a thought as something of a wires, such wires from different organisms from different parts of the universe in different forms constitutes a network for that thought. And just as a mobile phone network, calls keep connecting and disconnecting to the network. And now you can visualise this network as a part of a system, where in we have different kinds of thoughts forming a virtual network from the membranes of different organisms across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes these voices a noise ? Thoughts, in terms of voices in the head, or strings of untold memories, form this virtual network around us, and engulf each and every organism into the system. And when an organism, or a human, or any living being for that matter, gets stuck in a single voice at any point of time, it leads to a situation of pipelining of the thought. As we know, many people do not share across a thought, and thereby it justs sits there inside. Because of this, the capacity of the network for that particular thought, raises. This leads to a situation where in different people, though think the same at different points of time, cannot or may not have the thought process conculde into an emotion. And these unfinished thoughts that surface the network, constitute the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this noise, as you can read takes the form or words or deeds or actions, that define the moments of living or dead for any organism. Because as you all might have realised by now, Life is nothing but a series of connections of the mind between different thoughts, and taking the correct emotion out of the interconnection between these thought networks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is up to you to decide, whether you want to tap the right energy in the system, or whether you are satisfied enough by tapping the noise, that cannot echo anything in the brain, but an unfinished emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cCan't believe i wrote all that in 10 mins !. Best example for the power of thought ! :P ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-5052411611192642177?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/5052411611192642177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2010/01/voices-and-noise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/5052411611192642177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/5052411611192642177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2010/01/voices-and-noise.html' title='The Voices and the Noise'/><author><name>Snehith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00347839693468489610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-7569250153837668460</id><published>2009-12-11T00:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:32:03.529+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='micro blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><title type='text'>are you Twittering.. ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why are MTV folks dying to promote twitter? :S 2 out of 5 min of Wassup.. VJ Bani keeps promoting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;twitter.. "he joined this.. he says this.. i followed him".. baah! c'mon! just bcoz its the easy way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pick the lives and times of celebrities and gossip, you don't need to go on talk about it. It reminds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me how MTV used orkut community to promote one of it shows way ago and its nowhere now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read current trends! India has caught up with micro blogging :D  All thanks to the portability quotient. now you can update your state-of-affairs from anywhere in your mobile and the entire world will know.! thankfully something like AdSense is not introduced ! That's a step short for people to hook on, 24 x 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-7569250153837668460?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/7569250153837668460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-twittering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/7569250153837668460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/7569250153837668460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-twittering.html' title='are you Twittering.. ?'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-3528278897017164956</id><published>2009-11-15T20:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:56:16.633+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahh...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever'/><title type='text'>busy lives.. or whatever..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These days.. I find all running with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; lives.. myself too! so much so busy that I don't have time to look around that I am not in touch without almost all my friends except the ones I meet in office... so much that I need to introspect , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; and meet and make my day special... almost lost the way of enjoying simple pleasures in life that I often feel lonely. inevitable anyway!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;music has become a good companion. books too! &amp;amp; websites.. people communication is on wane! now I curse when my phone rings! and I wonder if I talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; for an hour properly to my parents at home..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; ranting.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;han.. so apart this arbit talk, I often bookmark few things which I find amusing when i browse.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;putting them across..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So what if you're busy? :P &lt;a href="http://tickledbylife.com/index.php/we-know-you-are-busy-now-shut-up-about-it/"&gt;nice article!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and then there's this quote which I almost put it as a note in my communicator but removed for the little pity I've on my colleagues. Don't want to scare them... heheh! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted. - Aldous Huxley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nice na! very very true! I want to apply it at work and people more than anything else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5745768922509010371-3528278897017164956?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/3528278897017164956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-lives-or-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/3528278897017164956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/3528278897017164956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-lives-or-whatever.html' title='busy lives.. or whatever..'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-1361984009457805810</id><published>2009-10-21T19:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:41:16.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How does it work ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When less is more :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create Buzz - a lot of buzz - role out the product in limited numbers - tadaaa!! People go mad about your product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA DOCOMO - They went all out with their promotions, painted the town, pulse calling, introduced radical plans, motivated people to follow them on twitter. When they had to release sim cards, put them on limited stock so that the price shoots up, creating more buzz and talk about the whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Wave - Roll out only 1 lakh invites, limited preview .. people dying for invitations, this becomes the trending topic for weeks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it goes all wrong.. All hyped products IMHO(In My Honest Opinion) fail.. miserably cos they fail to meet the expectations they set.. even if they do, you just gave what you promised .. what's the big deal ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way .. as long as its not a one time product .. like life insurance .. you are doing no good to yourself by disappointing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why the hell did I say all this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal life .. most relationships are long term (infact it would be inappropriate to call them relationship if it was not long term).. so give them lesser expectations and deliver more .. I think it works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what I just blogged about .. who cares .. its what blogs are for ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: never name your son sudpit .. it looks stupid .. :P&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/5745768922509010371-1361984009457805810?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/1361984009457805810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-does-it-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1361984009457805810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1361984009457805810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-does-it-work.html' title='How does it work ??'/><author><name>sriks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056564073940949246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-6004307919111605475</id><published>2009-08-16T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:00:04.911+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I usually wonder how can people give opinion on anything, anywhere at any time! Even when you don't need one, you'll have folks bubbling with crap ideas and suggestions. Essentially you'll hate such stuff, if you're a dreamer! Imagine you get a question saying where do you see your career heading and you give an nonchalant "I don't know!" :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we should never blame anyone else for our shortcomings! But my belief is that we should not allow others to let down our self-esteem too! afterall, &lt;em&gt;Live life king size!&lt;/em&gt; ;) no matter what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-6004307919111605475?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/6004307919111605475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6004307919111605475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6004307919111605475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-7003233507370996034</id><published>2009-08-06T01:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:04:58.819+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Impossible Quiz by Splapp-me-do</title><content type='html'>This is for when you are really really really bored :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=50433260&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=50433260&amp;width=1337" height="385" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are in this vid :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc48T6-h51g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc48T6-h51g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensoi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-7003233507370996034?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/7003233507370996034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-quiz-by-splapp-me-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/7003233507370996034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/7003233507370996034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-quiz-by-splapp-me-do.html' title='Impossible Quiz by Splapp-me-do'/><author><name>sriks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056564073940949246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-6702348412622735249</id><published>2009-08-01T03:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:33:34.734+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Friday Morning</title><content type='html'>Bleak clouds amidst dull grey sky,&lt;br /&gt;Swelling melancholy reflecting a mind,&lt;br /&gt;A dim ray of sunlight popping in,&lt;br /&gt;Often seeming like ray of hope,&lt;br /&gt;In reality it is an incoherent delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appending glum is the attire of the mass,&lt;br /&gt;Few draped in ebony,&lt;br /&gt;Others dazzling and vivid,&lt;br /&gt;Eager are they, to be noticed and appreciated,&lt;br /&gt;Does it make a difference to a somber eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subtle gestures of pursuit and hope,&lt;br /&gt;A speculative affair they crave to indulge in,&lt;br /&gt;Displaying the finest obedience seeking attention,&lt;br /&gt;A futile unrecognized decent obsession,&lt;br /&gt;A hope that they know will fade in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An evolution of a desperate generation,&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for a soul to listen and care,&lt;br /&gt;The pursuit of happiness is an unbounded cycle.&lt;br /&gt;An emotional trance to which each of us belong,&lt;br /&gt;I grin to myself at the irony of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-6702348412622735249?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/6702348412622735249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-friday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6702348412622735249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6702348412622735249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-friday-morning.html' title='Yet Another Friday Morning'/><author><name>Enigma©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047847790475258526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t227/divyadeeplm/enigma.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-1143376838788996317</id><published>2009-07-14T19:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:51:09.408+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncrap'/><title type='text'>Consequence of Weekend Exploration</title><content type='html'>Usually my day starts with a boring alarm and then I begin my chores until this weekend experience which has made the difference since then. There is a hill adjacent to my apartment which I’ve always wanted to conquer since I shifted to this place. I used to see even old people climbing it slowly. But I am an addict due to which I never could take up the task. My addiction being my laziness has kept me in its trance and never gave up on me. I didn’t want to let him feel defeated, so I never resented.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But this Sunday, this laziness of mine went for a holiday and I took to the task. After I had lunch I took a break of 30mins and started on my boxer shorts, I went on the top and realized that I hadn’t experienced such air ever in recent times. It was amazing and then what!! I see that there are series of hills connected and one could walk over on the top of them. I went about half a kilometer and reached the next hill where I found a particularly wonderful spot and landed my arse on the concrete. I could just sit on it for hours (2hours though) and feel the wind gushing and gaily solitude crept upon me. I was enjoying every bit of it. Time dint seem like it existed. Added to that, it started drizzling which multiplied my excitement. I just sat there till the rain god has completely satisfied himself by drenching me but less did he know my contemplation of bliss I was driving out of it. Finally I didn’t want to scare my mom that I was dead in those bushes by a snake bite or a slip from those rocks, so after four hours merriment, I left to my home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And on my way back I decided that I was going to visit this place EVERY day. So I did yesterday and felt good. Today it was slightly drizzling and I kind of realized that if I give up now my friend who went on a holiday would come back and conquer me so I started again. Usually a damp beginning is not really something I welcome to start a day with, but today I went up the hill and what I realized was that the rain god thought he had been more judicious in thinking that his outburst was going to make me feel a blighter of myself. I have successfully tricked him and silently enjoyed his thrust huffing and puffing as I wanted to complete the whole operation in 30mins today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Way back some strange minute object took over my sight of an eye for a brief moment and I didn’t stop, what I realized was my speed was exponentially increasing and I was compelled to open by sour eye and try reducing my speed. I somehow succeeded and my very presence here writing this post proves that. I then has a feeling incubating in my mind that what if I could climb up and down with my eyes closed. I don’t know if I’ll succeed, but I think I’ll give it a try unless these spirits die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-1143376838788996317?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/1143376838788996317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/consequence-of-weekend-exploration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1143376838788996317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1143376838788996317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/consequence-of-weekend-exploration.html' title='Consequence of Weekend Exploration'/><author><name>Enigma©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047847790475258526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t227/divyadeeplm/enigma.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-6019746705161444654</id><published>2009-07-03T11:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:21:25.734+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:D !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/Sk2boJsAj5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6jG7Vs1Ey9c/s1600-h/FiveStages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/Sk2boJsAj5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6jG7Vs1Ey9c/s400/FiveStages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106646110965650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quite an interesting table, must say! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-6019746705161444654?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/6019746705161444654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6019746705161444654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/6019746705161444654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D !!'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/Sk2boJsAj5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/6jG7Vs1Ey9c/s72-c/FiveStages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-2228675792158012781</id><published>2009-05-15T15:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:35:03.605+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GMail GoogleMail and etc</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you leave an email id on a website, you get hundreds of spam mails typically recommending products I am pretty sure I do not need, kids toys to errr ehem lets say toys :P..!!&lt;br /&gt;Google provides aliases for one's email ID's. This is a very oooold trick but must people rather prefer sorting their mails manually than doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; @gmail is same as @googlemail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l637sdizBss/Sg1LPHmXQKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8aGbBHeW6Hk/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l637sdizBss/Sg1LPHmXQKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8aGbBHeW6Hk/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336003856613982370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your mail id is mailid@gmail.com then mailid@googlemail.com is also you. (Yes, it is you :P)&lt;br /&gt;So whenever you register on some website which you think will spam your mailbox you can register with the @googlemail.com id and use a filter to set all the @googlemail.com mail to spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;X + anything = X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a better version of segregating mails. Any mail posted to urmailid+xyz@gmail will be redirected to urmailid@gmail.com so in my blog if I leave my mail id as sriks86+blogreaders@gmail.com I would definitely know that the mail came from a blog reader. Set filters on these and you have all your mail easily sorted as sriks86+frnds, sriks86+family or sriks86+idontwanttohearfromyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google also does not distinguish between abc.123@gmail.com and a.b.c.1.2.3@gmail.com and abc123@gmail.com, add as many dots as you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the "pooja/neha/neeta wants to say hi to you",&lt;br /&gt;happy spamming :)&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/5745768922509010371-2228675792158012781?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/2228675792158012781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/google-and-etc.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2228675792158012781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2228675792158012781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/google-and-etc.html' title='GMail GoogleMail and etc'/><author><name>sriks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056564073940949246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l637sdizBss/Sg1LPHmXQKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8aGbBHeW6Hk/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-2043528018750385287</id><published>2009-05-11T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:10:20.752+05:30</updated><title type='text'>this happens at an office too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SghhX1cHjsI/AAAAAAAAABg/_lD2dd3qP9U/s1600-h/TEAM+WORK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SghhX1cHjsI/AAAAAAAAABg/_lD2dd3qP9U/s320/TEAM+WORK.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334620820730252994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine you've a boss at a different place;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;# Who is reluctant to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;# If talks, then only sparse usage of words, periodically, as if they're costing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;# Hears a "K" as an "A" and assumes it is correct;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then the pic justifies the outcome :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dedication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to my boss, for making me search for the pic! I'm at a better place than the depiction because me n my boss would fight only virtually :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thought ~~~&gt; ~~~&gt; why doesn't blogspot have "Comic Sans" font?!! crap!! these folks need to develop! I'm losing interest while typing the entry!! bbbooorrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-2043528018750385287?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/2043528018750385287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-happens-at-office-too.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2043528018750385287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2043528018750385287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-happens-at-office-too.html' title='this happens at an office too!'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SghhX1cHjsI/AAAAAAAAABg/_lD2dd3qP9U/s72-c/TEAM+WORK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-2452379991547845617</id><published>2009-05-10T00:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:49:18.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Defining:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SgXjEQsuWkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6ZpqYCt1vxY/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SgXjEQsuWkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6ZpqYCt1vxY/s320/blog.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333918996031756866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal small/normal arial; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Affection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bonding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Places,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pulling legs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Crap gossips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Arbit chatter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Relations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Communication,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Difficulties,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spend time together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recollect instances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recreate memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and mainly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you begin to believe that you can grow old with someone comfortably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People and Moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A catalyst to makes dreams of self into a reality called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-2452379991547845617?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/2452379991547845617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/defining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2452379991547845617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/2452379991547845617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/defining.html' title='Defining:'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChdwGpI7Wic/SgXjEQsuWkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6ZpqYCt1vxY/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-267441815259990427</id><published>2009-05-02T09:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:47:28.702+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unquote</title><content type='html'>Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after 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/5745768922509010371-267441815259990427?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/267441815259990427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/unquote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/267441815259990427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/267441815259990427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/05/unquote.html' title='Unquote'/><author><name>Snehith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00347839693468489610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-8684893606370670810</id><published>2009-04-20T13:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:03:29.539+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>bleep. arg. ack....oh noooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every morning when I get onto the train, I find myself a cozy little corner in a way such that I am going forward, for two reasons.. one that I am going forward in my life :P and the other being the "dog is man’s best friend" effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dog is man's Best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;effect:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you notice in a train or a bus.. even if the seats are vacant; there are people standing at the door sticking their heads out, and all that is missing for a perfect picture is a long tongue sticking out of their mouth :P. We all have a bit of it in us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As usual when I am comfortably planted, I get my phone out and start texting my girl friend, the guy next to me gets really interested. He peeps into my cell and starts reading and when I try to hide it.. Man!! he gets really annoyed, as if I have denied him the his constitutional right. The prime minister wanted every gal child to read.. he never mentioned anything about the annoying fellow passenger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am sure he would be thrilled read something like "cant make it 2 home 2night, gotto blow up a train"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I am done, I put back my phone and the chap realizes that the show's over and he can sleep. First he checks both his neighbours and sees which shirt matches more with his bedroom ambience. Locks on one target and gives him one big grin and in 2 minutes you are his katrina, aishwarya and bipasha. For 5 mins you bear this nuisance and then start the nudging, budging and poking session. He doesn’t care one bit, but when his station approaches, he gets up promptly and walks off. I am waiting for a guy who actually has the balls to say sorry or courtesy to say thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a mumbai train there's always a wise guy who thinks he is the RJ of the compartment and the annoying lady who keeps announcing the last station, the previous station, the next station in marathi, hindi and english once before reaching the station and once after the station .. uuuurgh  (please shut her up, i don’t mind missing my station)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And there are the ones who are the news guys, he opens up the news paper so wide and expects you to hold on the other end. One day I get curious and peep into the newspaper.. the owner then gives a demanding look for the 75ps I owe him for reading the newspaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The return of Young Star Jr.NTR" in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;daata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(yeah .. thats samba) and our very own Ravi Teja's super hit sequel to Idoit -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loafer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (Dubai Seenu) - #)@(*!)((*@&amp;amp;#^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Point of note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-never read the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-In your face SRK .. ur last telugu dubbed movie was mohabbatein :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally when it’s the golden moment when your destination comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The average indian male is somewhere around 5' 7" in height. Curse my luck, I am 6. When I am standing at the door waiting to get out, all I see is few airfields or lot of hair in my face. YUCK !!! That’s the only moment I wish I was a few inches taller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="" trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But guess what.. I travel 60 Kms a day for say 25 days for 120 rupees a month. That's dirt cheap( my calculator says thats 8 paise per kilometer..) i'm not complaining now :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-8684893606370670810?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/8684893606370670810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/arbitness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/8684893606370670810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/8684893606370670810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/arbitness.html' title='bleep. arg. ack....oh noooo!'/><author><name>sriks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056564073940949246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-1519629986937015014</id><published>2009-04-19T21:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:45:01.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CYZv04TaJrI/SetN9lNArtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/LotdhFMgzHc/s1600-h/pondering.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CYZv04TaJrI/SetN9lNArtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/LotdhFMgzHc/s320/pondering.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326436704649785042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am just thinking why do we have to explain our actions to so many people or rather is it that everyplace has a set of rules in place as to how we are supposed to behave and then we do something different from the rule book and we are doomed and are treated to silent speculation as if we are rebelling against the dictator ship in place (Read: Dress code/behaviour/language/etc., in hyd infy). At such times I often get this feeling that I am about to start a revolution and people are just waiting for some leader (ME!!!!) to show them the path (Read: positive thinking/optimism/hmm let’s say self satisfaction/I give a damn: P)........couldn't resist posting on this topic :P :P&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/5745768922509010371-1519629986937015014?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/1519629986937015014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-just-thinking-why-do-we-have-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1519629986937015014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1519629986937015014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-just-thinking-why-do-we-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Archy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881173064208342392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CYZv04TaJrI/TSG5D8wgCOI/AAAAAAAAB7U/1ytUfVcorn8/S220/155379_470364865613_597965613_6114414_1975834_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CYZv04TaJrI/SetN9lNArtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/LotdhFMgzHc/s72-c/pondering.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-1594251898448339410</id><published>2009-04-18T23:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:04:12.977+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Solemates for the Greysfulls and the Indian Idles</title><content type='html'>Democracy is still in the beta version in our country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, we have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;greys-full&lt;/span&gt; leaders who seriously need to reconsider themselves for a graceful exit after all their years at the helm. We find that the average rate of politicians in the 2009 general elections to be around the 46- 50 yrs mark. With their age old manifestos, which have been given a modern avatar through Web 2.0 interfaces, they seek to come back to haunt the country and the younger generation to implement their worn out ideologies. We’ve seen and heard about strange strategies these people sting together to woo the masses and the classes alike. Gone are the days ( I guess and hope so ) where people were given money to vote for a specific party. Today we find netas who actually struggle hard to strike a balance between the educated voter and the intelligent voter.  From staying at each place they travel to overnight, with an excuse to get the connect with their voters, to actually writing blogs to reach out to people, they are leaving no stone unturned to get the voters attention. A-DTH-every-home, money transfer to account, Jobs for unemployed( in this recession time ), are some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we have the Indian Idles, the lazy, lethargic souls of metropolitan India who do not cast their vote, just because they want to prove their ignorance, or because they say they don’t have time, or because they feel that their vote would not count much, or because they believe that nothing would change this country, or because they haven’t registered for a voter card, or because the polling booth is far from their place and they are too sluggish to go there ( when they can visit the pani puri stall everyday that is 200 metres further ), or because of reasons only they can know , conjure up or explain. Though Aamir Khan’s appeal for vote and Karan Johar’s Lead India Campaign have generated considerable interest in people, the Indian Idle isn’t bothered to join India Ink for the cause.It is heartening to see the Rural turn out being so good as it has been always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, we have this new trend of shoe throwing or hurling towards politicians and the likes. This has become a hotseller of sorts among today’s youngistan. Last heard that we have institutes being setup in our very own Ameerpet in Hyderabad where in people are taught how to throw, hurl shoes without actually hitting the target. A certification is being planned for the same as well. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like defining a chappal for all the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mantris&lt;/span&gt; and the aam aadmis i have mentioned above. Let me try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;• High heels : For people who try to do Moral ( Immoral ) Policing&lt;br /&gt;• Sandals : For people who do not register for a voter id card ( One tight slap and say Jaago re ! )&lt;br /&gt;• Floaters : These if struck would hit really hard. So this is for the Netas who do not go to their constituency and ask for people’s opinion for what they would want him to do when his vote is being asked for on an important bill in the parliament.&lt;br /&gt;• Slippers : For Netas who worship the “High-command”  as the Almighty and do not use their own tiny brains.&lt;br /&gt;• Formal Shoes : For people who aim at using the votes to come to power, so that they can have their share of the money pie.&lt;br /&gt;• Sports Shoes : For people who spring to life before elections, and show all their sportsmanship by travelling and promising long and hard, only to never return after getting whatever they wanted. &lt;br /&gt;• Stilettos : For the great Indian Neta who tires but never retires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add on whatever you feel like. Let us create a list and we will send it across to the Election Commission, CCing all the CEOs of the major footwear companies. I'm sure they would sponsor for specific candidates and specific types of footwear and of specific colour only. After all, that is what is politics,people and everything revolving around them in the country is mostly about. Caste, Colour and Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-1594251898448339410?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/1594251898448339410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/solemates-for-greysfulls-and-indian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1594251898448339410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/1594251898448339410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/solemates-for-greysfulls-and-indian.html' title='Solemates for the Greysfulls and the Indian Idles'/><author><name>Snehith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00347839693468489610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745768922509010371.post-8533263822539457083</id><published>2009-04-18T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:19:14.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Introductions are a biiig yaaawwwnnn !! and all the folks here are fed up giving them all through their lives.. so hmm! we ain't doing any such!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is here because we want to express whatever we want to! and because chorus is better than single voice, thus cacophony will happen - time &amp;amp; again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We respect Freedom of Speech &amp;amp; Expression, :P so you're always welcome to comment! It gives us fodder for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adios now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- crapIzeNs [v 1.0] :P -&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; you can call us that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;we'll aim to upgrade to crapSTARs [v 2.0] ... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5745768922509010371-8533263822539457083?l=noisychorus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/feeds/8533263822539457083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/8533263822539457083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745768922509010371/posts/default/8533263822539457083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisychorus.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Deepti Alla</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
