<?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-12167743</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:43:37.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN SEARCH OF MYSELF</title><subtitle type='html'>WHERE.. I AM WHAT I AM...   :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-3295676636872301442</id><published>2009-04-20T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:20:43.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>amm.. i have been asked to make corrections in the previous post..&lt;br /&gt;i think the thought it conveys is bang on.. especially the posts title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wrote the post way too early... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-3295676636872301442?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/3295676636872301442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=3295676636872301442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/3295676636872301442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/3295676636872301442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2009/04/correction.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-4293286016434262022</id><published>2009-04-09T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:20:06.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The explanation i was lookin for.. was found in scrubs.. and guess who had the answer.. Kelsow himself.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spoiled the friendship we were so proud .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;friends .. if u respect the friendship you have with ur best friend.. never .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;n by that i mean .. NEVER EVER... fall for him.. :- (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-4293286016434262022?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/4293286016434262022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=4293286016434262022&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/4293286016434262022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/4293286016434262022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-in-this-world-thats-worth.html' title='Nothing in this world that&apos;s worth having comes easy..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-2009221893713343530</id><published>2009-01-16T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:36:32.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;I cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;decipher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt; why I am feeling low right now, I know I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt; care about what people think. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt; give a damn to others judgements. But deep down inside I do care about the people I wanna be like and what they think about me. Yea.. just like any other person I do admire certain people for certain things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);  font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eversince I have joined this place, I have been quiet laid back. I spent one trimester just trying to catch up with my new life. When people around me were busy reaching for what they came here for, I was busy trying to realize what was the exact thing I wanted. Seven months into the course, I sure have realized what I want out of it. But sometimes I feel I've lost the first bus, and the gap will follow through out the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;No matter how much I try to fix it, it will haunt me all life long. Does the whole scene matter so much? I cant decide.. for now.. I think it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-2009221893713343530?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/2009221893713343530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=2009221893713343530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/2009221893713343530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/2009221893713343530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2009/01/gap.html' title='GAP'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-7900040783318862874</id><published>2008-12-16T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:56:35.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff... from a Random place..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SUgTrk9oCcI/AAAAAAAAADA/WtlZ8Y3tsHo/s1600-h/saguaroMoon_seip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SUgTrk9oCcI/AAAAAAAAADA/WtlZ8Y3tsHo/s400/saguaroMoon_seip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280492202469362114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been wondering for quiet some time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana; "&gt;A person who has dreams has everything.. a small spark is enough to light the way.. enough to fuel the whole life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Any ways..... it seems I drop by this place once in months.. the strange thing is.. though its my own, every time i come here i feel new.. last post was from Noida... this post is from Mumbai.. where I am right now.. pursuing a degree in some college.. when I joined the college I almost swore that i would blog every day..and u know how i am when i swear..!! its been 6 months.. and im still hoping that I click publish when i finish this post.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ok so where were we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;well.. I guess this is the most inappropriate time to quit job for further.. No point pondering now.. but this is where I start to think about dreams... since last six months.. I was busy making friends with who ever I came across.. without any efforts the first lesson I learned was.. that a lot of people were/are insecure around me .. and the declining economy adds up to their anxiety.. and that is where the dreams come into picture.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I believe a person who had a dream before he came here.. who has a vision of where he wants to be has every thing he wants.. and nothing can come between him and his goal.. a person who  follows his heart..  .. the urge to dream... big.. bigger.. is the one who will win... the worst that can happen will happen.. but alteast the one who follows his heart wins.. :) after all nothings bigger than a smile of satisfaction.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;No matter how bad the times may be.. never stop dreaming.. :) following what you wanna follow is fun.. .. ;) .. its the only way you can unleash your best.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;well.. as i always say.. dunno what I am talking today..!! dancing to the tune of my heart .. is what I have been up to..! College is fun.. batchmates are funnier ;) .. week days are busy.. week ends are awesome.. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I feel content.. I m not doing what i was doing 6 months back .. WORKING that is!!!... I am happy im here .. learning.. njoying.. and am blessed with a lot of people who help me learn,... more importantly decide what I wanna be like. .. and what I dun wanna be like.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You must be here to know.. how varied interest people live under one roof.. :) how you manage to make a presentation without knowing the content... and then how you present it without knowing what it was about... its all about how well u manage honey... lol .. meanwhile.. a frn is buzzing me on gtalk... *report ho gai?* .. oH by the way.. kal marketing report submission hai.. i think i have followed my dreams.. :P i shud get back to work..ill update abt the place.. pleoplpe around me.. soon... Oh... and .. some one is being missed, badly.. .. :P ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;heard this some where??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;Aankhon mein jiski ... koi toh khqaab hai ... khush hai wahi jo .. thoda betaaab  hai ... zindagi mein koi aarzoo keejiye .. phir dekhiye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt; hothon pe jiske koi  toh geet hai .. woh haare bhee toh . .uski hee jeet hai ... dil mein jo geet hai  .. gunguna leejiye ... phir dekhiye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;aarzoo kijiye.. fir dekhiyee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cya ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Miss me :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-7900040783318862874?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SUgTrk9oCcI/AAAAAAAAADA/WtlZ8Y3tsHo/s72-c/saguaroMoon_seip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-6608988696273275185</id><published>2008-05-12T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:33:56.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where i end you begin,&lt;br /&gt;theres a gap in between,&lt;br /&gt;theres a gap where we meet,&lt;br /&gt;where i end you begin,&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry for us,&lt;br /&gt;the dinosaurs roam the earth,&lt;br /&gt;the sky turns green,&lt;br /&gt;where i end you begin,&lt;br /&gt;im up in the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;im up in the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;and i cant and i cant come down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-7751850112074007441</id><published>2008-05-06T23:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T04:59:27.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: tiss ka result kb aayega ?&lt;br /&gt;me: on 15th ya fir later?&lt;br /&gt;he: 15th&lt;br /&gt;he: hopefully&lt;br /&gt;he: I shall be in Delhi then&lt;br /&gt;me: y delhi&lt;br /&gt;he: 15th ko aana chahiye&lt;br /&gt;he: got my IIM L interview&lt;br /&gt;he: lol&lt;br /&gt;me: L :)&lt;br /&gt;me: vo kaise??&lt;br /&gt;he: IIM L called me for backup&lt;br /&gt;he: OBC quota yaar&lt;br /&gt;he: Im backup for OBC's&lt;br /&gt;me: koool&lt;br /&gt;me: congoo&lt;br /&gt;he: lol...&lt;br /&gt;he: Im spending 10 k for just a shot at being back up to IIM L OBC's..&lt;br /&gt;me: besties&lt;br /&gt;he: lol&lt;br /&gt;he: thanks&lt;br /&gt;he: IIM B is one step ahead&lt;br /&gt;me: how come?&lt;br /&gt;he: say "we MIGHT call you for further admissions"..&lt;br /&gt;he: Im sooo honoured&lt;br /&gt;me: guuud&lt;br /&gt;me: chal moi leavin for office&lt;br /&gt;me: besties for iim L &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;m speeechless !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;today morning i came to know that i was not doing well.. :P yup.. i din know that i had some health issue.. my mom called me up and explained.. i was cursing every single thing around me.. .. then in the afternoon.. i came across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the19thfloor.net/about.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;this... the invisible man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;have u heard the song .. the man who had no feet... i suddenly realized its bang on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down on your luck&lt;br /&gt;and you just spent your last buck&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone else&lt;br /&gt;who has it even worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've gone completely mad&lt;br /&gt;and you've lost everything you had&lt;br /&gt;Look around and you'll be glad it isn't worse&lt;br /&gt;Your life could be an endless curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down on your luck&lt;br /&gt;No matter how bad your life sucks&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone else&lt;br /&gt;who has it even worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've gone completely mad&lt;br /&gt;and you've lost everything you had&lt;br /&gt;Look around and you'll be glad it isn't worse&lt;br /&gt;Your life could be an endless curse&lt;br /&gt;Your other car could be a hearse&lt;br /&gt;I could sing another verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios..&lt;br /&gt;~N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-7751850112074007441?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/7751850112074007441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=7751850112074007441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; change.. I still feel jealous.. a lot of times at a lot a places.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/vsh0058l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/vsh0058l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;1. when X, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;who's&lt;/span&gt; supposed to spend time with me... spends too much time with Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;2. when X works too much.. n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dosn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; to talk to me.. i feel jealous ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; X .. unlike me .. X has something to do... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;3. when mom takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rachit's&lt;/span&gt; side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;4. when i see people making a career in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bhopal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;5. when X ignores me for his girlfriend(s) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;6. when my bro puts my call on wait.. for answering his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gfs&lt;/span&gt; calls.. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;priority&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dekho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;janab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;7. when my mom appreciates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pados&lt;/span&gt; wale &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kannu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chacha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;saas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pados&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tillu&lt;/span&gt; for his 6 err 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;iim&lt;/span&gt; converts :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;8. when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;PQR&lt;/span&gt; gives priority to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;nini&lt;/span&gt; n not me :-s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;nini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dekh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lungi&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;9. when ABC is too busy with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;fiancé&lt;/span&gt;.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;10. when i see hard workers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; difficult times .. n lazy bones like me.. cribbing :P cursing n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cryin&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;12. when i see .. things changing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;bcz&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;arjun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;singh&lt;/span&gt; .. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;mmaannn&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so bad :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;newayz&lt;/span&gt;... 25 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;dayz&lt;/span&gt; to go ! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so jealous at the moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;~N&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/12167743-8242391940515044692?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/8242391940515044692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=8242391940515044692&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/8242391940515044692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/8242391940515044692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2008/05/greeeen-with-jealousy.html' title='Greeeen with Jealousy !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-4257495825271252557</id><published>2008-04-28T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:01:46.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Makes Sence .. The Cranberries - Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All my life is changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;in every possible way&lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams&lt;br /&gt;it's never quite as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Never quite as it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I know I felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm feeling it even more&lt;br /&gt;Because it came from you&lt;br /&gt;Then I open up and see&lt;br /&gt;The person falling here is me&lt;br /&gt;A different way to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want more, impossible to ignore&lt;br /&gt;Impossible to ignore&lt;br /&gt;And they'll come true&lt;br /&gt;impossible not to do&lt;br /&gt;Impossible not to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And now I tell you openly&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart so don't hurt me&lt;br /&gt;You’re what I couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;A totally amazing mind&lt;br /&gt;So understanding and so kind&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All my life is changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;In every possible way&lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams&lt;br /&gt;it's never quite as it seems&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're a dream to me&lt;br /&gt;Dream to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12167743-4257495825271252557?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/4257495825271252557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=4257495825271252557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/4257495825271252557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/4257495825271252557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-makes-sence-cranberries-dreams.html' title='This Makes Sence .. The Cranberries - Dreams'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-7304081562840177519</id><published>2008-04-25T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T03:52:39.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SBG2NHaZfxI/AAAAAAAAABE/jtAQXI8K32Y/s1600-h/shutterstock_1761050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193132181779218194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SBG2NHaZfxI/AAAAAAAAABE/jtAQXI8K32Y/s400/shutterstock_1761050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been around two years :)&lt;br /&gt;LOng time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. .. I guess theres nothing as 'long time', its all realtive. Sometimes we meet people after a decade to realize that nothing changed between us and sometimes even an hour seems like a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was I? Where had I been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was(am) in Noida, working(?). I have no idea why i stopped blogging (here). But I am happy that I am back :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot happened (and didnt happen) in the last two years. What? Well its a long story.. We shall talk about it some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before unlocking this place i went through the 130 somethign posts that I had written.. and realized something. Not every thing changed .. I am still the crazy lil soul .. still tryin to find out the insights of every lil crazy thing that surrounds(and dsnt surrounds) me.. I still wonder why are there so many crazy people around me.. and i just cant understand what makes me stick or (not stick) to them.. I still cant understand why i cant be judgemental about most of the things.. I still like photography, I still like sketching.. i still make the funniest and the strangest of the faces that I possibly can.. and I still think i crack gud jokes(well almost).. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my point is.. i am the same ol me.. in a new place.. with new things to do (and not to do) tryin to explore new people and places around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way .. i just remembered.. i have changed somewhere ..&lt;br /&gt;I can now count the number of people who matter to me on my fingers..&lt;br /&gt;I dont dislike any one or any thing any more..&lt;br /&gt;I love to live by my self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you delelop this .. when u start living on your own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If Life Throws You Lemons.. Make Lemonade!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i would like to introduce a few new blogger buddies i have made recently.. I am Blogrolling them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charu :http://griffendors.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payal :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://pyl_rain.rediffblogs.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~N&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/12167743-7304081562840177519?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/7304081562840177519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=7304081562840177519&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/7304081562840177519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/7304081562840177519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ny1r0UApRWU/SBG2NHaZfxI/AAAAAAAAABE/jtAQXI8K32Y/s72-c/shutterstock_1761050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-115272972231197245</id><published>2006-07-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T11:42:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>neetie love u :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday neetie.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/cake-727622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/cake-727622.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.writersbloc.biz/archives/cantina%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.writersbloc.biz/archives/cantina%20cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.walnuts.co.kr/images/7pg/brezillian%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.walnuts.co.kr/images/7pg/brezillian%20cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.walnuts.co.kr/images/7pg/walnut%20chiffon%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.walnuts.co.kr/images/7pg/walnut%20chiffon%20cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.scotsman.com/2006/06/29/2006-06-29T074042Z_01_NOOTR_RTRIDSP_2_OUKBS-UK-FOOD-RHM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.scotsman.com/2006/06/29/2006-06-29T074042Z_01_NOOTR_RTRIDSP_2_OUKBS-UK-FOOD-RHM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.agriboek.nl/pictures/art_1268img3_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.agriboek.nl/pictures/art_1268img3_med.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry sweetu.... i cudnt call u at 12.. cudnt tal to u when u called up.. n cudnt post for u ... :(&lt;br /&gt;but .. i promiose ul get the best bday treat when we meet. n that wil b frm my side ;) what say ?&lt;br /&gt;i know that wi l make u happy .. :)&lt;br /&gt;bacchaa.... wel go 2 the best cafe .. best cake(s).. n best gift ul get :)&lt;br /&gt;love u ..&lt;br /&gt;thankx for ur saath !! ur care.. ur love... ur support ..&lt;br /&gt;u know ur one of the bestest gifts God has gifted me with..&lt;br /&gt;looooove u :) when eva u read this .. plz ca me.. ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-115272972231197245?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/115272972231197245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=115272972231197245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115272972231197245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115272972231197245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/07/neetie-love-u.html' title='neetie love u :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-115073532707145625</id><published>2006-06-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T09:46:20.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Sacrifice"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/000_2819S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/320/000_2819S.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello my friend, we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It's been awhile, where should we begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Feels like forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Within my heart are memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Of perfect love that you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Oh, I remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When you are with me, I'm free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm careless, I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Above all the others we'll fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This brings tears to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We've seen our share of ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Oh how quickly life can turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In an instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It feels so good to reunite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Within yourself and within your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Let's find peace there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When you are with me, I'm free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm careless, I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Above all the others we'll fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This brings tears to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just want to say hello again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just want to say hello again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When you are with me I'm free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm careless, I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Above all the others we'll fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This brings tears to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cause when you are with me I am free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm careless, I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Above all the others we'll fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This brings tears to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My sacrifice, My sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just want to say hello again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just want to say hello again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................... creed ! ^:)^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-115073532707145625?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/115073532707145625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=115073532707145625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115073532707145625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115073532707145625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-sacrifice.html' title='&quot;My Sacrifice&quot;'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-115004597975663878</id><published>2006-06-11T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:16:33.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTITLED.... ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Staring%20at%20the%20Sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Staring%20at%20the%20Sun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;watched 13 movies in last 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;joinin is far far away it seems..&lt;br /&gt;shoopin a lot .. hell lot.. !!&lt;br /&gt;freakin out...&lt;br /&gt;bidding good byes 2 m frz.. the ones leavin bhopal.. 4ever...&lt;br /&gt;catchin up with my sleep...&lt;br /&gt;spendin smtime with mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz..&lt;br /&gt;again some randm thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am livn for my happiness too..&lt;br /&gt;i wil believe in what i want..&lt;br /&gt;love what i want..&lt;br /&gt;hate what i want...&lt;br /&gt;do what eva i want...&lt;br /&gt;it dsnt matters if ne one else dsnt think the way i do...&lt;br /&gt;im happy the way i am..&lt;br /&gt;no more tears...&lt;br /&gt;only laughter...&lt;br /&gt;if u cn take it fine..&lt;br /&gt;if u cant.. bye bye bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later ul learn what u lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but did u hear it some where?? u cant lose what u never had ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again... what am i talkin today.&lt;br /&gt;well ... i dunno.. oh ! that explains why im here 2day ...   ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnite&lt;br /&gt;til we meet next..&lt;br /&gt;tc..&lt;br /&gt;love luck lughter&lt;br /&gt;NiDhI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-115004597975663878?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/115004597975663878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=115004597975663878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115004597975663878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/115004597975663878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/06/untitled.html' title='UNTITLED.... ;)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114839591810559690</id><published>2006-05-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:09:24.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wont have a lap to cry on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/0017-0309-0903-1816_SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/0017-0309-0903-1816_SM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time..&lt;br /&gt;i know it dsnt matters where i was&lt;br /&gt;even if it does.. im not givin ne explainations....&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;last sem over !!!&lt;br /&gt;had a ball&lt;br /&gt;3 gbs of pictures.... u undertand 3gbs???? videos.... editing ... kewl wall papers... and kewl tee shirts comming up too...lots more...&lt;br /&gt;each moment dripping with fun... friendship.. togetherness.. and more !!!&lt;br /&gt;LIFES GUD !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m here to scribble... as i alwaz do...&lt;br /&gt;a month more.. n i wil b in the middle of the road.. LOST ... &lt;br /&gt;movin twards my dreams??? NAAAAAaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;movin.. err flowin with life... &lt;br /&gt;either u tell ur life which road u wanna take .. or it rolls u down some road.. a road that i never thought u'd ever follow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hcl it is haaan ???&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings hcl bacchi... i wil have to work.. hmmmm.. kewl.. so they pay u well..(??) for scrweing ur life !!! God .. is that what u call life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newazzzz....&lt;br /&gt;im numb... seriously i am.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin moves me ne more.. NOTHING AT ALL.. except someimes when i think about leavin bhopal.. err... i mean.. when ppl remind me of my movin out... im that numb now... i dun feel a thing.. i dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process of detaching my self.. i think i have lost it all some where...&lt;br /&gt;but im not insencitive... i m NOT.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. why does thinkin about livin a life without my parents makes me wanna go to my moms room.. rest my head on her laps n cry...?? why does leavin my grp makes me wanna live the rest of the time i have.. with em... why does thnkin about leavin my best pals.. makes me wanna get a lil cold? so that i reach a stage wen nothin will bother me .. when nothin will make m heart bleed... :\ when ill look at leavin sme one or sme thing as.. "leavin" "someone" "or" "something".. and not as .. shit im leavin this.. how am i gonna live.. how am i gonna breathe.. how am i gonnaa spend the rest of my life without this thing/person.. il die....???? mummyy !!! :'( :'( ;"( ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... so am i cold?? or do i stil have sme heart.. that thinks.. that feels...  that beats .... AND .. makes u love the ppl around u??i dunno.. what eva it is,.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE .. attachment... feelings.. these things sure please u when ur in2 something calld pyaar ... but .. otherwise.. its the only thing that makes the world unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;ne realtionship rox when its full of love... but it also breaks hearts and makes em bleed ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i talkin.. ?? i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apna to bina love k bahle hain.. or no wait... I LOVE MY CLOSE BUDDIES?? MY PARENTS???... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time is gone..&lt;br /&gt;the song is over..&lt;br /&gt;thought  had something more to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-114839591810559690?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114839591810559690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114839591810559690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114839591810559690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114839591810559690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-wont-have-lap-to-cry-on.html' title='I wont have a lap to cry on....'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114236045682223316</id><published>2006-03-14T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:31:27.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIIIIIIII HAI !!!!! DINCHAK DHINCHAK.. DHIN .. !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.hindu.com/mp/2004/03/04/images/2004030400680201.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds e .. of ankit n me.. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.vanderbilt.edu/News/register/Apr09_01/images/holi.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;globalization ??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.frankossen.com/Holi-Participant_-_India.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun scare me.. its not halloween...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.tribuneindia.com/2004/20040301/nt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my colleges chair person was there... n i was the one with the danda in that pic &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/sv/thumb/b/bc/Holi.jpg/250px-Holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holi .. radhaa... kanhaaiya... :) .. the chweetest couple.. i have eva seen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.idlebrain.com/images/newpg-holi.jpg"&gt;mujhe rang de.. mujhe rang de.. mujhe rang de mujhe rangde.. mujhe rang de.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.indoamerican-news.com/houston/040805/Holi-Sri-Radha-bon-fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from here.. this happened in front of my house.. the kids in my society organised it :D its called holica :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.swagatam.com/gifs/holi-festival-india.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that reminds me my stay in SP :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bihartimes.com/giftshopee/cards/HC1small.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish u a happy holi :) n joy !!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-114236045682223316?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114236045682223316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114236045682223316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114236045682223316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114236045682223316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/03/holiiiiiiii-hai-dinchak-dhinchak-dhin.html' title='HOLIIIIIIII HAI !!!!! DINCHAK DHINCHAK.. DHIN .. !!!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114072542795098690</id><published>2006-02-23T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T12:10:27.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Torn.. kuch old sa song... but ive been hearin it since last 15 mins.. play re paply.. re re play.. re re re play... hmmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;frankly speakin.. I DUNNO WHY :-S .. hardly matters.. all that matters is thati have college tom.. gotta get up @ 6 :/ .. TORN !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I thought I saw a man brought to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; He was warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; He came around like he was dignified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; He showed me what it was to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Well you couldn't be that man I adored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; You don't seem to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Seem to care what your heart is for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; But I don't know him anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; There's nothing where he used to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; The conversation has run dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; That's what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Nothing's fine I'm torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm all out of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Lying naked on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Illusion never changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Into something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; And I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; The perfect sky is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; You're a little late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm already torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; So I guess the fortune teller's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; i Should have seen just what was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; And not some holy light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; its crawled beneath my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; And now I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I had no luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I don't miss it all that much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; There's just so many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; That I can touch I'm torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm all out of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Lying naked on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Illusion never changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Into something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; And I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; The perfect sky is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; You're a little late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm already torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; hoooooooooo hohooooooo hohoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; There's nothing where he used to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; My inspiration has run dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; That's what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Nothing's right I'm torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm all out of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Lying naked on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Illusion never changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Into something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; And I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; The perfect sky is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm all out of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm cold and I'm ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Bound and broken on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; You're a little late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm already torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Torn....&lt;br /&gt;~~~ Natalie Imbruglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMILE... :) .. was here :p   .... NIDHI :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&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/12167743-114072542795098690?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114072542795098690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114072542795098690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114072542795098690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114072542795098690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/torn.html' title='Torn'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114054848205868069</id><published>2006-02-21T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T03:56:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/40786131_08233c7307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/40786131_08233c7307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You give it all that u have. more than what u thought u could. u dun know whats in hold for u. u keep moving. on and on.. and then when ur almost there.. u loose it all, thinking that you have been walking all the way.. and u got nothing.. thnking that after all the things that you did.. what u got was sh**.. u stop.. turn back.. not knowing that u were closest to it.. and then either u lose the will to start it all from the scratch.. abd even if u move on.. u dun have the strength.. u lose the belief that u had in u.. in ur deeds.. .. 'once bitten twice shy'... and if this dosent happen.. when ur almost there.. life.. screws u.. right when u were almost set to cross the finish mark.. and u r left helpless.. u have nothing to do.. than accept what eva came.. accept.. adapt.. and move on .. !!! i dun say u NEVER get what u want in life.. u HARDLY get what u wanted... and u adjust with something u never thought u will live with ... IS THAT LIFE ??..&lt;br /&gt;it sometimes gives u a second chance.. but ... u start the journey all over again.. and when u think the finish line is right in front of u.. one of the above two things happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be i think too much...&lt;br /&gt;newayzz..&lt;br /&gt;:) take care...&lt;br /&gt;miss mee :P hehe&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-114054848205868069?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114054848205868069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114054848205868069&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114054848205868069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114054848205868069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/musing.html' title='Musing...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114034492490286490</id><published>2006-02-19T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T04:58:03.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAFRAT HAI MUJHE .... ... huh !  :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/heavens_wolves/no-sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/heavens_wolves/no-sign.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So !! another tag .. another post.. another long non-stop .. non-sense post i mean.. &gt;:) .. well this time i have been tagged by manish*2 .. that is &lt;a href="http://lostwithinme.blogspot.com"&gt;manish-lost with me&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.the-new-cloud.blogspot.com/"&gt;manish-the new cloud&lt;/a&gt;.. they asked me to write things i hate the most.. ok .. not taking a lot of ur time.. let me get straight 2 the point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Indian-Origin-Anti-Indians .. who love just every thing that ppl in western countries do.. esp the ppl who worship US of A.... Morons ! Be proud of ur country.. ! When was the last time u heard an american saying .. "i hate usa" ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who think cracking some silly jokes.. and being non-serious atimes.. is a certificate that the person is a freak.. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hipocrisy :-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who make their presence felt by loud cellphone ringtones.. and who speak out loooooud on phones.. did u know?? cellphoes have extra sensetive microphones.. and i hate it when ppl scream at the top of their voice when they r in a noisy place.. IDIOTS ! hmm..u cant hear the other person dsnt imply that he/she  cant hear u aswell !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While discussing/arguing with frnz.. or people.. when two people start speaking at the same time while making their points.. and not realising that they r actually intrupting each other.. that irritates me .. like ne thing ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who think they know everthing.. and that every body else is a moron..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Men who think its a mans world !! ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lady drivers and Cycle drivers ... both have a real bad sence of traffic.. ( yep that includes me aswell!! :)) ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Egotists :-l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Microsoft !! for selling wondows.. huh ! it sucks bigtime &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When i have to sit between  aunty ji's (sometimes ur cought there.. in between em.. :( .. )... and tolerate their gossips.. :-s .. i wonder why they have to open their mouths for no reason.. and talk non-sense.. n non-stop on every damn thing on earth that dsnt consern them :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tolerating some sick relatives who drop by and advice my mom to get my nose pierced and start looking for a suitable guy.. for ill b 23-25 in 2-3 years :D hahahah !!! 2-3 years=24-36 months. huh ! :P .. (but i love it.... when mom n i laugh at them :P ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;K-Ekta Kapoor and her saas bahu &amp; saaajish series... :-s .. and obviously Star+ for promoting such injurious to health serials :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pakistanis and Indians who dun want the 2 countries to become friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Behen ji's trying to turn maadern :P .. or as some ppl put it.. BTMs &amp;amp; BTTMs.. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;smell of cigarette smoke ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When my parents compare me with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People wearing ill fitted clothes... esp... jeans.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who judge others .. without knowing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tags.. haunting the blog world !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; well i must say... it was an easy post.. i finished it in 10-15 mins :D .. gud.. and now .. tagging ppl .. hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/"&gt;Neetie&lt;/a&gt; ( chal kafilamba gap ho gaya.. abb blogging continue kar chokri !! :)  .. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mydayzwithmyself.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abhinav&lt;/a&gt; .. ( gotchaaa !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://chaitra.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chaitra&lt;/a&gt; (best of luck devi ji.. acche se exam dena.. and aane k baad ye homework karna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://watzcooking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atul&lt;/a&gt; ( This my frn is revenge :P kiddin .. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.komalthecoolk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Komal aka KK&lt;/a&gt; ( i know ur first line will b.. i hate my college :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://seventeentomatoes.rediffblogs.com/"&gt;Ricky&lt;/a&gt; (haha .. mazza aaya !!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;phinally .... over !!! .. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tc.. miss mee.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-114034492490286490?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114034492490286490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114034492490286490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114034492490286490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114034492490286490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/nafrat-hai-mujhe-huh-p.html' title='NAFRAT HAI MUJHE .... ... huh !  :p'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-114011316045495725</id><published>2006-02-16T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:07:55.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE U DAD.. I REALLY DO ... UR MY BEST FRN.. N ULL ALWAYZZZZ BE !!! THANKX. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.photohome.com/pictures/baby-pictures/babys-face-dads-hand-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.photohome.com/pictures/baby-pictures/babys-face-dads-hand-1a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-114011316045495725?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/114011316045495725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=114011316045495725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114011316045495725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/114011316045495725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-u-dad-i-really-do-ur-my-best.html' title='I LOVE U DAD.. I REALLY DO ... UR MY BEST FRN.. N ULL ALWAYZZZZ BE !!! THANKX. :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113989914692693112</id><published>2006-02-13T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T12:09:53.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and care.. that u gave me :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/image009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/image009.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last one year.. (well almost).. i have been around this place.. posting what eva came 2 my mind.. what eva.. i felt was cute.. what eva i felt was true.. made a lotaa frnzz.. some real life frnzz.. some frnz for life.. some real life frnzz started blogging and became my blogger dost.. i wrote so many sulking posts.. and there were some ppl who were alwayz there.. who went through the whole post.. no matter how sad.. sick and miserable it was.. who commented no matter what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;this world isint a bad place.. not for all atleast. i received so many mails .. where people appreciated my blog and mentioned that it some how spoke their mind aswell. and that resemblance of there state of mind and mine stapled them to my blog. i started blogging just for fun.. i had no idea that there are people in this world who take out time, read ur posts, comment and then care to mail me back.. taking out some time from their schedules and tellin me that they like my blog.. mails giving out experiences .. helping me understand life better.. helping me take a closer glance at the human nature.. and the wayz of life.. mails telling me.. what to d and what not to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;blogging introduced me to some people who r now an integral part of my life.. the two ppl who top the list.. abhi.. neets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i had a frn who called me his sis. when i took my first mock test and screwed it .. i was sitting in front of my computer .. starin at the CL-SIS screen and crying :P .. and then that frn told his frn who had been thru the cat journey who was in iimC .. to makeme understand.. that mock scores shulnt b taken the way i was takin em.. and that guy was abhinav.. and since then he has been treatin me as his chotu sis.. motivating me .. makin me giggle.. smile.. and takin care of me.. he takes care of all the minute things ..that even my real bro dsnt care of.. he wishesme luck before every exam.. he calls me up.. once in a while.. sits in front of his screen and types endlessly.. to make me understand that i can make it.. He is the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Neetie.. i ws young to this blog world.. when one fine mornin neetie buzzed me.. a girl who talked in a few wrods.. her magenta.. bold and extra large comic font.. :P made me go mad.. i hated that combination.. but i just fell in love with her way of talkin.. she surely knew how to talk toppl with "tameez" .. and for a girl like me.. who uses all the "abbey".. "oye" and all.. se was a lesson.. :) and since then.. she has been teaching me.. guiding me.. making me smile .. though i make her smile most of the times.. she cares for me.. and considers me as one of her bestest frnz.. :) and so do i.. before every interview .. every exam every event she calls me.. of asks me 2 call her up.. like frnz in real life :) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;then i made frnz who mailed me mails that were .. pages long.. to make me understand that i shuldnt worry .. ppl who read my posts.. and if my posts worried em.. they wrote back to me.. coz they culdnt hold back :) exampless?? mitu did that once.. and then manish (the new cloud) .. manish also buzzed me once on yahoo .. and since then..we have been frnz.. he claas me once in a while.. he has taught me so many things.. :) some real price less CAT gyan was given to me by him on phone :P .. he mailed me some 2-3 dayz back.. a mail that touched me.. thankx :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;there was another guy who enlighten .. me.. poor me .. :P .. aman.. he was around here for only a few months.. but he guided me thru CAT and thru some realities of life.. he even posted some posts.. dedicated 2 me.. thankx frn :) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;thankx rohit.. its coz of u that i have some really nice frnzz :) .. really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i made frnz with u .. after i read ur blog... and then i ended up makin a blog for myself.. abb dekho . i have so many frnzz.. some rare gems.. coz of u :) thanks :) .. and start bloggn agin naa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;well.. what can i say?? i wrote this post coz.. i wanted to thank so many ppl.. jinhe i never thanked.. who were there thru my ups and downs... who called me up.. so many times to ask me if my exam went fine.. who called meup somay times when ibroke so many bones in my accident.. who buzzed me.. on yahoo.. and enlightened me with their wisdom.. so on this .. beautiful day. .. id like to thank them for their.. love .. care .. and support :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY :) .. i now im late.. i shud have posted this post yesturday .. but .. i cudnt finish this post yest .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankx:) bbye :) tc ..&lt;br /&gt;miss mee&lt;br /&gt;nidhi :)&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/12167743-113989914692693112?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113989914692693112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113989914692693112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113989914692693112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113989914692693112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-and-care-that-u-gave-me.html' title='love and care.. that u gave me :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113965525218863555</id><published>2006-02-11T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T10:14:24.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant say "NO" !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.darkliquid.net/media/backgrounds/this-world-is-broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.darkliquid.net/media/backgrounds/this-world-is-broken.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;I think its really very important to b assertive .. i think .. i stand alone with my decisions and move ahead even when the whole world has given up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but .. i cant .. i cant .. i cant always stand with my decisions.. most of the battles i have lost is because i cudnt say no.. coz i bowedto the wishes of people i love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there r three levels of security settings in operating systems.. i, my group and others...life has some levels like these.. n  i think i can b assertive as far as others are conserned. But when it comes to my family.. im not the same nidhi.. i cant say NO to people i love .. i care about.. if my mom wants me to do a certain thing, which i dun wanna do.. i resist for some time.. and then break.. and do what eva she wants me to do. My dad is my biggest weakness.. He has made me do things that no one cud. I wanted to join DAVV.. do the bestest Integrated course from there.. i stood 81st in the country.. and he said NO.. i cried.. yelled.. did all that i cud.. finally He said yes.. and allowed me to join the insti, but call it emotional blackmail or what ever, i bowed down in front of him and here i am. Was never intrested in MPPET.. so took the test for fun.. and now im doing Engineering here in bhopal.. in some sick college.. can u believe.. i was getting IT in better colleges.. but dad made me opt for computer science. Its not that he threatens me or ne thing.. he just says the same thing in different ways.. and that does the trick.. and i just cant say NO. i wonder if im making any sence. but thats what happens in my life. its not the first time that something like this has happened. another incidence?? i was getting admin in banglore, in engineering. Dad said no. i wont send u any where. i wnt u here in bhopal with us for next four years. the college im talking about is one of the best in the country. And i cudnt join it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passout of a gud school. Then engineering from a college like this. first year at the college was frustrating.  but i was ready to face it. why?? i dunno.  but now when i look back at it.. i see that some person has had control over me.. so much that i gave up on some thing i strived for all throughout. i see that i cant say NO to some people. and i am ready to face what ever comes.. for them. Today im almost through with my engineering. yeah.,. i hate my resume.. when it says graduation from xyz college. coz i know there cud havebeen a better name.. a better course ther .. but some thing inside me says .. ITS OK. . !! huh .. if some one other than my parents whould have made me pick up a career that i never liked.. id have killed that person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS A KIND OF WEAKNESS, ISINT IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when i see better resumes and it hurts real bad when i realise that my resume cud have been like theirs..in a way my Father is a weak man.. he wants the people he loves to be with him.. as long as he can.. he wanted me to stay with him .. and may b i gave up.. and agreed to what ever he said coz.. im weak aswell.. just like him.. i love my dad.. he is the man who has made me the person i am today.. id do any thing .. just to see him smile :) .. i wish he reads this some day.. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. rachit my brother.. we fight.. and he dosent care for me.. not at all.. he is very self centered and is always conserned about what benifits him.. i cant recollect the last time he helped my coz im his sister.. i mean.. if i want him to bring me a ball pen from the market.. that costs 10 rupees.. i have to give him 20. so that he can have a packet of kurkure.. :/ .. and 75% sisters i have come across with have similar complaints.. hmmm.. but when he asks me to do any thing i dun say NO.. i just cant.. and help him.. coz i love him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i know.. i shud be selfish about my piorities.. but earlier i cudnt say NO to my friends aswell.. even today in  70% cases i cant say no.. :\ ... sometimes it hutrs.. coz u giv ur max.. and the otherside dsnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i find people in problems.. im alwayz there to help.. but i find only a few when i need some.. newayz.. may be because im alwayz there to lend them an ear.. what they havent noticed is .. that i never opened in front of em.. i cant.. i try to speak out things.. but i cant.. so they cant lend me an ear in return.. haha..( i seriously dun know what im talking..) or may be its okie.. to keep things to ones self..  but that makes u thikn a lot.. an thats bad.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. comming back to the point.. one should be assertive.. i could have been at a better place .. but i chose to bend down infront of my dad.. i chose to obey him.. YOU SHOULDNT FALL IN LOVE.. U SHUD RISE IN LOVE.. for those who have moms who r house wifes.. take a look at them.. before their marriages.. some of them loved painting.. some loved playing guitar.. some loved watching movies.. they had their own intrests.. they had their own hobbies.. they were like us..  but today.. they hve lost their identities .. today u call ur neighbour mrs singh.. as mom of sonam.. as wife of mr singh.. she loves her family .. and even though she has done MSc in mathematics .. she wants to stay home.. so that her kids feel at home.. so that she can guied her kids in a better way.. so that her mother in law has a care taker.. so that her husband gets a hot tea when he gets back home after a day at his office.. .... if tommorrow.. my husband askes me to leave my job.. for what ever reason he chooses.. will i bend and break.. will i give up my identity .. again.. just like my mom did?? bcoz i love him.. and i dont have what it takes to say NO to the people u love .. from the bottom of ur heart..!!.. NOO .. I HAVE TO LEARN TO SAY THAT TWO LETTER WORD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dun know what i wrote..&lt;br /&gt;newayz..&lt;br /&gt;tc.. miss me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113965525218863555?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113965525218863555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113965525218863555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113965525218863555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113965525218863555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-cant-say-no.html' title='I cant say &quot;NO&quot; !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113956052282273135</id><published>2006-02-09T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:08:09.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how can i forget ???? HOW ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Added later.. with a BIIIG SMILE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;after the last post .. i went 2 sleep.. and when i woke up.. i was gun-guna-ing.. this song .... i loved it.. and i think i still do.. :) i wish i cud find a link 2 it.. haha.. but i guess u all use P2P .. :D ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:Times New Roman,Times;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Times New Roman,Times;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stay The Same &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; JOEY MCINTIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,Times;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00005J9VG.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Dont you ever wish you were someone else,&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to be the way you are exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever say you don’t like the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to love yourself, you’re better off by far.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you always stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres nothin bout you I would change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that you could be whatever you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;If you could realize, all the dreams you have inside.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid if you ve got something to say,&lt;br /&gt;Just open up your heart and let it show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Reach down inside.&lt;br /&gt;The love you find will set you free.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself, you will come alive.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in what you do.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever wish you were someone else,&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to be the way you are exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever say you dont like the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to love yourself, youre better off by far.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you always stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there’s nothin bout you I would change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont change ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST LOVEEE IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kfrc.com/w3/img/question_mark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hiii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;well im here to post a query.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;these days i have been downloadin a lotaa songs.. old new. ..retro.. rock.. some mania i guess.. i was recollecting the song i liked in my teen years.. n i cudnt recollect a single word.. :P cudnt recollect then ame of the singer n all.. all i cud remember was.. the singer was an australian.. and the video of the song.. :P yup laugh .. point out ur fingers at me.. and laugh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok .. can some one help me with the song?? its singer??? i need it badly.. :D ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the video thers a guy.. in black (the singer) he drives his car.. no bicycle.. oh ! i forgot.. and reaches the place where the recording takes place.. it has a choir with all the singers in black.. some african ladies.. with big mouths .. yelling out loud.. with the singer... and thenthey all sing the song standing together.. kafi pleasant si morning dikhai thi.. fir he sits on a hill .. near a road.. and sing there.. then on a bridge... and then they finish thesong.. and all of em clap for the singer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:( helllllp meee... i want to know the name singer.. joey... mc.. i dun remmebr.. googled a lot.. maine to apne rumal me gaath bandh di hain.. jab tak nahi mila tab tak khana nahi khungii main :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bye tc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss mee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113956052282273135?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113956052282273135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113956052282273135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113956052282273135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113956052282273135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-can-i-forget-how.html' title='how can i forget ???? HOW ??'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113934549235305304</id><published>2006-02-07T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T05:26:57.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAMARE WOH !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.... i was tagged by &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://watzcooking.blogspot.com/"&gt;atul&lt;/a&gt;..&amp; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/"&gt;neetie&lt;/a&gt;... a few days back.. i din update my blog for quiet some time.. so .. this tag is really an old one now .. nothing new ... im following a tag .. or out dated tag again.. LAAZYY MEEEE !!!.. ne wayz.. they wanted m to write about my "hamare vo".. !! :D .. jo hamare puuurrrrffffeeeccctt lover bhi hongee :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rules of the game are …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Need to mention the sex of the target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: Ha ! Ha ! vo male hone caahiyeen !! :-s ha ha.. thats wht u wanted to know na?? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST FRIEND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. i want a friend for life.. friendship is the best relation.. ne 2 ppl on earth can share.. unconditional love n care.. true.. that UNDERSTANDING... thats what friendship is all about :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love makes ppl posessive about the other person.. friends r never possesive about each other...they give each other space.. they compliment each other .. in every respect... friends fight... but they find a way out of the problem.. none dominates the other... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SENSE OF HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. a person who cannot make me laugh .. cant spend a life with me.. aree.. he cant even imagine spending an hour with me.. i crack so many pjs.. either he has to listen to them.. and phadofy the pjs.. or make me laugh.. and ill follow with the phadofy thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TALKATIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; .. well.. im a chatter box.. i cant talk to myself naaa.. i mean.. i have to ..have tooo.. HAVE TO .. talk to him .. weather it b a gossip .. a current affair topic..(which i dunno and he explains it to me.. :P ) or i explain it to him..or we just discuss :P :P.. a philosopical.. psychological.. stuff ne damn thing... but i have to talk... a guy who smiles for the heck of it.. who talks to me in a series of yess.. n noos cant stand me.. and viceversa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUST ..BEFIEF.. FAITH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. thats the most imp part of the bond... a guy who spys on me.. who has ne kinda doubt reagrding my ahem.. ahem.. Character.. can get a butt kickin.. and is ought to get insulted and kicked out of my life.!!.. A relationship without trust..is not a realtionship.. not even friendship.. let alone love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;MY SENTIMENTAL MUSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. i can b a depression pill .. getting all sentimental.. emotional.. and depressed.. about something.. I have a probblem.. of gettin attached to the things i wanna have.. i love or i care for..n when i dun make it or fail in it.. i get all emotional.. though such feelings dun last long.. but such mood swings happen.. he has to stand next to me.. when im sad.. he has to understand my problem.. and not get irritated by my behavior.. coz im ought to cuddle him like a teddy and cry out loud .. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;FOCUS &amp; PRIORITIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. he has to know.. what he wants.. i heard my brother saying this once.. " one who dsnt know what he wants.. whats every thing that everybody else wants" .. i want a guy who is firm about what he wants.. only then can he b focused about his priorities.. and this point includes a sub point too.. he has to have FAMILY(US.. I HIM.. AND IF HUSBAND ;) .. CHILDREN n our parents) as his first priority.. then money n property and last others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;GHUMNA FIRNA MASTI MAZAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..... i dun want a guy who works all day and gets back home .. 2 eat &amp; sleep.. no bread b brekfast spouse plzz... a life without frequent trips 2 mazedaar places :P :D.. coffee tea and me.. movies.. shows ..is like dead.. i mean.. u dun earn coz u want a loooong car... a biiig house.. .. theres some thing called happiness.. fun .. a basic necessity if one wants 2 b sane.. he has to take me out on dinners.. and .. once in a while.. on trips round the country.. ha ha.. ill finance him here :P ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESPECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. he has to respect me... and my parents.. ill do that for sure.. i want him to treat my parents as his parents.. i want US to have 2 sets of parents :D ... i want him to respect my decisions.. and i wanna do the same 2 him and his parents.. oops OUR PARENTS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well .. i yam demanding .. am i not ??.. ha ha.. i dunnno if such a guy exists... n im not intrested either.. im thinkin about staying single.... i will earn.. will support my parents.. and adopt a kid.. :D ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok nooow ... the bloggers i have tagged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://chaitra.wordpress.com"&gt;chaitra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; .. welcome to blogosphere lady :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://lostwithinme.blogspot.com"&gt;manish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (lost within..).. haha !! mammu.. u will habe to follow this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.the-new-cloud.blogspot.com/"&gt;manish &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(new cloud) .. le sambhaal :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://saikat.blogdrive.com/"&gt;saikat &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.. welcome back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://afacade.blogspot.com/"&gt;anu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... ur blog rox there days :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.friendslovekarmpain.blogspot.com/"&gt;mitu..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; congzz hain ji.. aap ko pata ahin ku ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.poozamishra.blogspot.com/"&gt;pooza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; .. &gt;:D&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my-haven.blogdrive.com/"&gt;sweet girl &lt;/a&gt;aap ne bhi force kia blog update k liye.. abb bhugto ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;newayz just found this some where .. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Not always does HIS plan agree with what we are or what we feel.. but be assured that HE.. has a reason for all this" .. Paulo Ceolho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BBYEE... n take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;b gud.. n miss me.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&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/12167743-113934549235305304?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113934549235305304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113934549235305304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113934549235305304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113934549235305304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/02/hamare-woh_08.html' title='HAMARE WOH !'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113830498907224288</id><published>2006-01-26T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:51:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He He</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/mals_out_of_order.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/mals_out_of_order.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;slap !! ... this commic script.. just slapped me .. :(&lt;br /&gt;been spoilin myself.. and it shows .. im puttin on weight ....&lt;br /&gt;newayz....&lt;br /&gt;ill not eat a lotaa junk food...&lt;br /&gt;ill go for a jog daily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will&lt;br /&gt;i willllllll..... !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113830498907224288?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113830498907224288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113830498907224288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113830498907224288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113830498907224288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/01/he-he.html' title='He He'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113822288358439503</id><published>2006-01-25T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:16:31.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma tujhe salam !!! vande mataram.. !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/vande_mataram.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/vande_mataram.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we will redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance.... We end today a period of ill fortune, and India discovers herself again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jawaharlal Nehru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do u guyz knw our The National Song of India...Vande Mataram.. i dun know it too well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHAME on me... i just googled ..and found out the full song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Vande maataraM&lt;br /&gt;sujalaaM suphalaaM malayaja shiitalaaM&lt;br /&gt;SasyashyaamalaaM maataram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shubhrajyotsnaa pulakitayaaminiiM&lt;br /&gt;pullakusumita drumadala shobhiniiM&lt;br /&gt;suhaasiniiM sumadhura bhaashhiNiiM&lt;br /&gt;sukhadaaM varadaaM maataraM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Koti koti kantha kalakalaninaada karaale&lt;br /&gt;koti koti bhujai.rdhR^itakharakaravaale&lt;br /&gt;abalaa keno maa eto bale&lt;br /&gt;bahubaladhaariNiiM namaami taariNiiM&lt;br /&gt;ripudalavaariNiiM maataraM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tumi vidyaa tumi dharma&lt;br /&gt;tumi hR^idi tumi marma&lt;br /&gt;tvaM hi praaNaaH shariire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baahute tumi maa shakti&lt;br /&gt;hR^idaye tumi maa bhakti&lt;br /&gt;tomaara i pratimaa gaDi&lt;br /&gt;mandire mandire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation by Shree Aurobindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mother, I bow to thee!&lt;br /&gt;Rich with thy hurrying streams,&lt;br /&gt;bright with orchard gleams,&lt;br /&gt;Cool with thy winds of delight,&lt;br /&gt;Dark fields waving Mother of might,&lt;br /&gt;Mother free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory of moonlight dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Over thy branches and lordly streams,&lt;br /&gt;Clad in thy blossoming trees,&lt;br /&gt;Mother, giver of ease&lt;br /&gt;Laughing low and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Mother I kiss thy feet,&lt;br /&gt;Speaker sweet and low!&lt;br /&gt;Mother, to thee I bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands&lt;br /&gt;When the sword flesh out in the seventy million hands&lt;br /&gt;And seventy million voices roar&lt;br /&gt;Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?&lt;br /&gt;With many strengths who art mighty and stored,&lt;br /&gt;To thee I call Mother and Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Though who savest, arise and save!&lt;br /&gt;To her I cry who ever her foeman drove&lt;br /&gt;Back from plain and Sea&lt;br /&gt;And shook herself free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art wisdom, thou art law,&lt;br /&gt;Thou art heart, our soul, our breath&lt;br /&gt;Though art love divine, the awe&lt;br /&gt;In our hearts that conquers death.&lt;br /&gt;Thine the strength that nervs the arm,&lt;br /&gt;Thine the beauty, thine the charm.&lt;br /&gt;Every image made divine&lt;br /&gt;In our temples is but thine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,&lt;br /&gt;With her hands that strike and her&lt;br /&gt;swords of sheen,&lt;br /&gt;Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,&lt;br /&gt;And the Muse a hundred-toned,&lt;br /&gt;Pure and perfect without peer,&lt;br /&gt;Mother lend thine ear,&lt;br /&gt;Rich with thy hurrying streams,&lt;br /&gt;Bright with thy orchard gleems,&lt;br /&gt;Dark of hue O candid-fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thy soul, with jewelled hair&lt;br /&gt;And thy glorious smile divine,&lt;br /&gt;Lovilest of all earthly lands,&lt;br /&gt;Showering wealth from well-stored hands!&lt;br /&gt;Mother, mother mine!&lt;br /&gt;Mother sweet, I bow to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Mother great and free!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm now i know the meaning... :) .. n it makes sense to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as kids we we went to school on 26th jan... has some sweets.. flag hoisting.. some playz... and stuff... :) ..&lt;br /&gt;but.. im lazy bones.. will sleep .. till 12 ..hehe.. desh bhagat that i am.. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy republic day ppl....&lt;br /&gt;gottaaaa sllleeeeeeeeeep&lt;br /&gt;byeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say it out loud....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VANDEEEEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;EEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MATRAM !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113822288358439503?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113822288358439503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113822288358439503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113822288358439503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113822288358439503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/01/ma-tujhe-salam-vande-mataram.html' title='Ma tujhe salam !!! vande mataram.. !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113782460010734253</id><published>2006-01-20T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:49:16.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insult of the daaaamn comment space.. hehe... am i drunk :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;last night after readin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;neeties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt; new post neetie and i had a comments war !!!have a look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com/2006_15_01_memory_archive.html#1137338467"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; posts.. comment section :P ... heres the snap shot of the war .... lol.... im still laughin at it ... LOL... but neets u shud gimmy some commission.. 35 comments in 30 mins :P ... i had fun fightin with u .. n sorry for using a few slangs.. did that just for unb :P ;) .... u know that haina???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;***CHEAP CHEAP CHEAP... CALL ME CRAZY.. ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;****NEETS.. JO BOLTI HU KARTI HU.. DEKH YE GAI BLOGGERS KI SPACE..****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NIDHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me first me first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEETIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe hans mat :) pad le :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NIDHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha haha ha.. yaad hai.. that day.. after laughin my a&amp;$ off... how i fell down those stairs :D .. maan !!!.. im here for a few days now.. ILL MISS U YAAR !! sach me.. u have helped me thru bad times.. i saw some real bad days.. in last couple of months.. and u wre there to help me thru :) ur my ANGEL :) ... ill miss u :) :( :... but no worries... mai ncr hi aa ri hu :D .. nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I ll miss you too :) you have been more n more than any real friend...we laughed..we cried..and you are my sweetu Nidhi :) ya jaldi se yaha aa jaa phir hum dono khub hasenge hehe :) chal no more senti stuff :) chal jaa yaha se :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NIDHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SALI .. KAMINI ;) :p :D MUJHE BHAGA RI HIA.. JAB POST KARTI HIA.. TO KAISE .. BHEEK MANGNE AA JATI HIA.. BOLTI HAI.. KI PLZZ PLZZ PLZZZ. MUJHE COMMENT DE DO.. MUJHE HAR COMMENT PE REDIFF 25PAISE DETA HAI.. AAJ MAINE KHANA NAHI KAHYA .. BHOOKI HU 5 DIN SE.... PLZZZ PLZZZZJ COMMENT KAR DO.. PLZZZ.. AAJ 2 TUKDE KHANA KHAA LUNGI... AUR JAB MAINE .. COMMENT KIA.. TO .. TUNE.. TUNE.. MUJHE YE SILA DIA.... :p NIDHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nidhi ki bacchi maine kab tujse kaha ki comment kar tu khud hi apne pankh faila kar aa gayi me 1st me 1st chillane...aur ab jab maine tuje tera raasta dikha diya to tuje dil pe pathar jaise laga..aur tu jayada mat hasa mat...teri wajah se meri har baar daant pad jaati hai :P hasa-2 ke muje torture karti hai..jayada boli na abhi ke poor jokes se torture karungi :P chal bhag yaha se :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha hahah HA HAHA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH UR SO FUNNY... BHEEK MANGII PI VI K AAI HAI KYA?? ROOZ TO AA JATI HIA.. COMMENT DE DIO NA MALKIN JI.. BOLTE BOLTE... AUR FIR MAI COMMENT DAAN ME DE DETI HU... AND JAB REDIFF TUJHE 25PISE DETA HAI.. HAR COMMENT K.. TO TU US KI DARU PARTY MANATI HAI.. VO BHI DESI DARU.. POONAM BRAND KI.. AND FIR TUNN HO K IS TYPE K COMMENTS MARTI HAI.. JAISE KABHI TUNE MUJH SE COMMENT NAHI MANGE.. ? :o BEVDI CHUDAIL... MUJHE BHAGATI HAI... :o DEKH TERE SANSAAR KI HALAT KYA HO GAI BHAGWAAN.. KITNA BADAL GAYA INSAAN :( :p NIDHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABE BLOGGER TUJE HAR COMMENT KE 10 PAISE DETA HAI TO KYA MERI GALTI HAI..AUR POONAM BRAND KI DESI DAARU TU PEETI HOGI MAIN TO BINDAAS GREEN LABLE PEETI HOON..TERE JAISE NAHI JO MILA WOH HI PEE LIYA..AUR CHAL CHAL TU AAGE JAA..AISA MAIN KEHTI AGAR TU BHIKARI HOTI TO...AB TU BHIKARI NAHI HAI TO KHUD HI SOCH LE..SAMAJI..HUH..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;teri na.. tere peeche bomb ki series bana k jala dungi.. fir bhagna.. pure ncr me.. uiii ma uiiii ma.. karte karte.. ullu ki naani.. :P ... chal ja .. aage bhad .. hawa aane de.. AUR YE KYAA GREEN LABEL.. GREEN LABEL LAGA K RAKHA HAI.. TERE GAUN ME.. YELLOW LABEL.. TEA BHI NAHI MILTI HOGI.. CHALI GREEN LABEL CHILLANE.. TU APNI RED LABEL TEA PI K KUCH REH.. BHOOT K SAAS.. AND HAAN ONE MORE THING... POONAM NAHI .. TERA BRAND MUJHE ABHI YAAD AAYA... CHAMAAK-CHALLO BRAND.. DARU ... RIGHT.. POONAM TO FIR BHI CREAM CLASS HAI.. DESI DARU ME... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YEH IDEA TUJE KAHA SE AAYA...PAKKA KISI NE TERE SAATH AISA KIYA HOGA TABHI TU KISI KE SAATH AISA KARNA CHAHTI HAI..AUR TU COCKROACH KI GAL FRIEND..JAYADA BOLI NA TO HIT DAAL DUNGI TERE UPAR WAHIN PAR DHER HO JAYEGI :) AUR TU SHOBA BRAND KI DAARU PEE AUR SO JA CHAL..jayada mat hans..teri wajah se abhi papa se daant padi meri :P ab jayada torture mat kar..chal so jaa meri bacchi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ABEEY OYE !!! SHAKAL DEKHI HAI TUNE AAINE ME?? ABBEY.. AUKAAD ME REH K BAD KAR.. TU BAAT KIS SE KAR RI HAI... NIDHI DA GR8 SE.. MERE SAB FANs HAIN.. ROAD PE NIAKTI HU NA.. TO LOG RED CARPET BHICHA DETE HAIN.. BOLTE HAIN.. KI YE PAIR ZAMEEN PE NA RAKHIYEGA.. MAILE HO JAYENGE.. AND TU MUJHE YE BOLTUI HAI.. KI MERE PEECHE BOMB .. .... WHAT EVA.. MAI HAMESHA NEW IDEAS LAATI HU.. ZYADA MAT BOL NAHI TO MUJHE IDEAS KO IMPLEMENT KARNA BHI AATA HAI LADKI.. VAISE LAST MSG ME TAMEZ SE MUJHE JANE KO BOLA TUNE.. TO JATI HU.. NAHI TO.. AISA BOLTI NA.. KI TERI 8TH AULAAD BHI TUJHE DEEKH K HASTI ... MUHUHUH UHUHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHA HAHAHAH NIDHI :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUR HAAN.. MAZAA AAYA,... TERE GADA-DHARI DADY NE TUJHE DAATA :p .. KHADOOS HAIN TERE DAD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABE RED CARPET AUR TERE LIYE..SAPNE MEIN HOGA BE SAPNE MEIN..TU ZAMEEN PAR PAIR RAKHE TO ZAMEEN GANDI HO JAYE..AUR JAYADA MAT UCHAL TERE JAISE LOG MENTAL HOSPITAL MEIN MIL JATE HAI BAHUT..TU WAHA NA PAHUNCH JAYE...8TH AULAAD ARRE ABHI TO EK BHI NAHI HAI..AUR 8 KARNE KA KOI IRAADA NAHI HAI MERA..TERA HAI TO TERE TO ZARUR HASENGE :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO COMMENTS NOW..AB MERA MOOD NAHI HAI AUR TUJE PATA HAI KYON..COZ U R ON VOICE WITH ME..CHAL LETS SEE FINISH IT...happy commenting :) love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chal ja .. chora tujhe.. ja ja .. ja mujhe na abb yaad aa... ja jake.. kursi k neeche chup ja :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thik hai tu bhi so jaa..aur bed ke neeche chhup jaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hum angreezoon k zamane k log hain... bed k uupar chupte hain.. haan.. bata dia humne .. chalo jaao.. chup jaao... nahi to gabbar a jayega.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bed ke upar tu pakka ulti paida huyi hogi..chal apni rajayi mein jaa ke chhup jaa warna tere college ka prof aa jayega..sapne mein tuje darane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college ka profff??? pagal hai kyaa?? sapne me?? us me to hamare sajan ate hai.. fir hum log gana gate hin.. vo wala.. roop tera mastana pyaarmera diwana ... bhool koi humse na ho jayee.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sapne mein sajan..sapne mein hi aayenge be..asli mein to koi hai nahi tera...aur sapne mein tu yeh sadela gaana gaati hai..kam se kam DDLJ ka to gaati..kuch romantic to hota..tera sajan to pakka bevda hoga..courtesy shobha daru :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chup chamia :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chhamia hogi teri 9th beti..jo bindaas helen ka dance karegi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shit shit shit... flush it flush it flush it abb meri 9th beti teri sangat me rahe gi.. aisa maine decide kia tha na.. to... fir tere kuch qualities to aayengi hina.. lol helen... hahahahah lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi chi chi..kaise words use karti hai :) meri qualities..yeh teri qualities hai chamia..meri qualities hoti to ek decent n cute ladki hoti..tere jaise Hidinba nahi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uiiii maa.. meri to toung ulajh gai vo "hidinba" pronounce karte karte... :P meri koi aulaad nahi hui abhi.. kaha 9th tak pahucha dia re .. lol mere paas aur koi kaam nahi hoga kya aage ja ke? 9th aulaad :P lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chal so ja.. ravan ki naani :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tune bhi to muje 8th tak pahuchaya..to tu ek kadam aage hai mere se :) chal ab m tired...n i knw u too tired..chal so jaate hai..yeh jung kal kar lenge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yupp. bye.. vaise .. tu pichle janam me typist thi kya? ya teri mom ne bahut typing ki thi.. when she was expectin u ??? tu typing machine hai re... maan lia tujhe.. tere baccho ko.. typing virasat me milegi.. in blood u see... and think about it.. jab tu voice chat pe aati hia.. and type karti hi.. tab aisa lagta hai.. ki typewriter fit kar dia hai .. key board ki jaghe... typing express bye tc gn :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jaa raaj kumaaaa riiiiiiiiiiii sooooooooooo jaaaaaaaaaa..... ek raaj ka ghoda le k .. udne waaalaaa ghodaaa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chal bahut ho gaya..good night..bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;abhinav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment space ki aisi insult aaj takk nahi dekhi jaisi nidhi and neetie ne kari hain.tabahi macha dee.iss blog ki aatma ro rahi hogi.neetie , poonam time pe aa gayi thi ? nidhi , shobha ke ghar mein TV hain ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haan poonam time aayi thi..aaj to 9 baje hi aa gayi thi :D Teri saira ka kya hua..pados ke dudhwale ke saath bhag to nahi gayi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;NEetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abhi..*sob-sob* abhi..tuje to pata hai main kitni innocent types ladki hoon..yeh nidhi ne muje bahut torture kiya kal..Nidhi ne apne poor jokes se mera blog ko spoil kar diya..pls tu bhi iske blog pe jaake PJ maar..jo hum dono ke alawa koi nahi sunta :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;byee..... ppl .. had nothin else to put down.. life is gud.. all im doin is readin.. sleepin.. chattin.. and enjoyin :)&lt;br /&gt;tc.. gday :)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113782460010734253?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113782460010734253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113782460010734253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113782460010734253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113782460010734253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/01/insult-of-daaaamn-comment-space-hehe.html' title='insult of the daaaamn comment space.. hehe... am i drunk :p'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113683791950455915</id><published>2006-01-09T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:28:07.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORKUT GONE MAAAD !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/untitled.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok.... click on the image above and tell me if thats a fortune thing !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;huh ... it says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today's fortune: ..Society prepares the crime: The criminal commits it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today??? fortune?? hmm what eva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is not the first time.. ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;once the fortune was... "ul have a happy old age.." TODAY????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;newayz... orkut.. is bad bad... BAD BAD SERVER.. remember .. that NO DONUT FOR YOU MSG?? whats donut in there?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;newayz.. i found this phunny pic online a few days bak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/34779560.tCRW_4262fW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hehe.... look at the expression on that ol mans face.. a smirk... like kareena just said yess .. and they r goin out on a date this evening :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chalo.. buh bye :) tc... im still trrryin to decipher some meaning... :-s .. fortune??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nidhi :)&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/12167743-113683791950455915?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113683791950455915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113683791950455915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113683791950455915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113683791950455915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/01/orkut-gone-maaad.html' title='ORKUT GONE MAAAD !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113674693686251489</id><published>2006-01-08T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:39:54.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>learning to smile ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/48455956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/48455956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey !!! wots up ppl ?? :) sab bhala changa?? gud :) well all the results r out.. n im nt happy.. need i say more? im fine.. yup i know.. most of u will ask the questn "u ok?" im fine re.. sachii.. i know how i gave those tests.. remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/loong-post-yeah-ive-met-with-accident.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; post??and the other posts following it ?? newayz.. that thing did leave some marks.. it hitted me hard.. it hurts to thinnk how i screwed my CAT.. chooro.. dun wanna think about it ... i mean i dun want to.. but it creeps into my mind.. some way or the other.. a lost battle.. a battle that i din lose coz i deserved to lose it.. but for some reasons that i cudnt control.. huh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. u know.. if u wanna have a real gud time... get a head phone.. a gud one on that.. and enqueue some songs like.. zinda hu.. aadat.. dooba dooba rehta hu.. afreen afreen.. yaroo (kk).. pal.. everything i do.. o sanam (lucky ali).. teri yaaden(lucky ali)... play em at full volume.. maan !! winamp is currently playin.. zinda hu.. some songs r sent from heaven i guess .. (hehe) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. 2-3 days bak i had a fight with rachit.. yup the same guy .. who is my brother.. yup.. remember the last post.. i wrote i hate him.. but i still love him.. i have been thinkin about it for quiet sometim now.. we havent talked since last 3 days.. i feel sad.. but nothin moves him.. n thats what exactly makes me dislike him..but we were not like this hamesha.. i mean i remember when my parents brought him form the hospital.. i loved him so much..id do nething to see him smile.. i remember when he used to cry.. id sing all the funny songs to make him giggle.. wud do nething to see him happy..i used to b an organised person.. kept all my games and dolls in a rack.. arranged.. but then i had a brother who wud break the necks and hands of my barbie dolls.. and my games wud b a combination of ludo and business.. a combo of MAD and OPERATION.. huh ! scrabble.. wud b in his mouth most of the times.. but then i was a gud sis... never fought with him.. he ruined so many things.. i never said a thing.. and instead took care of him.. every thing was fine.. every thing.. infact mom loved the way i took care of him.. but today every thing is so diferent.. he has grown up.. and even though i still care for him.. and support him.. i havent yet got nething in return.. so here lies the problem.. earlier i took care of him.. and never expected ne thing in return.. even when he spoiled so may things of mine.. i acceptef it the way it was.. thinkin he is my lil chotu.. chweetu bro.. and its ok.. but today.. i dun like him.. coz he hasnt ever suppotred me.. he hasnt stopped baing my chotu bro. for him im still this elder sis.. who will love him no matter what....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the major cause of the problem b/w me n him.. EXPECTATION.. i expect him to gimmy same kinda warmth that i gave/give him.. the problem is.. the "that i gave/give him" part of my last sentence... see he is a different person.. a person who isint like me.. so to b happy i need to accept it at its face value.. and accept it the way it has come out .. and not expect what dosent exists.. i have seen brothers who care for their sisiters.. but i guess i havent been that lucky.. newayz.. its ok.. i have done my job religiously.. and i shud think about that be happy.. ne relationhip gets screwed when u expect and u dun get ne thing in return.. the funda is .. not to expect ne thing.. and ull b happy when u get something which wasnt expected.. and wun feel bad when u dun get something u din expect... isint it?? newayz.. i hope to get him back as my lil sweet bro ..but thers no respect .. that exists between us.. its necessary to respect each other in any kinda relationship..one of the most important ingredients i must say..here.. he dsnt respect me.. n im no less.. but he will miss me... or may b he wont.. i remember.. in IX standard i went to panchmari with my school frnz.. on a natures camp.. it was a 7days long trip.. n he missed me bigtime.. he called me so many times.. but thats an old thing now.. after that trip i have been out for so many trips w/o my family.. but those cute calls and sweet talks never happened again.. its me who calls him.. when i dun see him at home.. for a long time.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope everything gets bak to normal.. i dun like fightin with him.. or with ne body for that matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest i was at a gathering..i was lost in some other world.. wonderin how ppl fallin in love... and then marry and screw their lives.. newayz around me was a kid .. maahira.. my frn was playin with her .. and that chweety was giggling sooo much.. THANK GOD .. she diverted my mind.. and i stopped thinkin about that couple on the stage.. smiling lookin into the camera.. huh !.. well that cutie was smiling .. giggling.. laughing.. screaming .. at the top of her voice.. i cud see the purity in everything that she was doing.. when she felt like laughin ... she was doing that.. and givin her max to it :D .. not bothered about ne other thing... when she felt like removin her shoes.. she did that without carin what the world will say... hehe .. nice na.. i wanna b just like her.. not bothered about this world.. free of the word called society.. free 2 do nething i want.. netime i want... that gal made me smile .. and giggle so much.. and i did that after quiet a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this poem some where.. i guess on saikats blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I want to run to the sea shore and feel the sands at my feet&lt;br /&gt;I want to reach the horizon where the sky and earth meet&lt;br /&gt;I want to climb up the mountain and kiss the passing cloud&lt;br /&gt;I want to get wet when the rain falls and dance in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, there is a child in me&lt;br /&gt;Who is chained by the society but wants to be free&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel there is a child in thee&lt;br /&gt;Who is caged inside you and wants to break free&lt;br /&gt;I want to play in the garden and chase the beautiful butterflies&lt;br /&gt;I want to smell all those flowers and catch those dragonflies&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay down on mummy's lap and hear those old fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;I want to catch hold of daddy's arms and walk past those old lanes&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, there is a child in me&lt;br /&gt;Who is chained by the society but wants to be free&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel there is a child in thee&lt;br /&gt;Who is caged inside you and wants to break free&lt;br /&gt;I want to play all those childhood games, want to run, hide and scream&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to those old days when everyday was a new dream&lt;br /&gt;I want to play in those slides and swings and sing those nursery rhymes&lt;br /&gt;I want to live my life again as a kid and die with that old smile&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, there is a child in me&lt;br /&gt;Who is chained by the society but wants to be free&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel there is a child in thee&lt;br /&gt;Who is caged inside you and wants to break free&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;newayz... long post again.. i cant help it.. :D .. but im happy that life's teachin me some leasons.. makin me grow.. n understand life and the world better.. im not sad.. IM FINE : ).. PLZ COMMENT.. BUT NO SAD COMMENTS PLZZ :D .. lets smile .. and spread some :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh bye :) miss me..&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;n be gud :D&lt;br /&gt;nidhi &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/12167743-113674693686251489?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113674693686251489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113674693686251489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113674693686251489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113674693686251489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2006/01/learning-to-smile.html' title='learning to smile ..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113603347652540385</id><published>2005-12-31T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T08:09:13.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE GOES 2005 .. N HERE COMES 2006 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/theme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/theme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that 2005&lt;br /&gt;was everything you wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had joy and fun&lt;br /&gt;and friendship from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you were content&lt;br /&gt;and had peace of mind;&lt;br /&gt;and I hope you found true happiness,&lt;br /&gt;the kind that's hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I hope that in 2006&lt;br /&gt;you will find even more!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.. grand ma passed away last monday : plz pray for her soul.. may her soul rest in peace :) .. granny i know ur up there .. takin care of me.. :) just like u did when u were here with me.. i ws at e2 .. N I REALLY MISSE EVERY MOMENTWITHOUT U AROUND :\ .. im happy that ur free of all ur pains now.. but im sad coz i dun have ne one to recite stories now :( ... miss u :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113603347652540385?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113603347652540385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113603347652540385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113603347652540385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113603347652540385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/12/there-goes-2005-n-here-comes-2006.html' title='THERE GOES 2005 .. N HERE COMES 2006 :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113517956333920043</id><published>2005-12-21T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T08:01:49.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FULL STOPS .. NO COMMAS... PUT A "!" OR A "?" WHERE EVA U WANT.. ISINT THAT LIFE??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/2060PC084739_RE-med.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/2060PC084739_RE-med.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;This is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;100th post&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.. newayz.. Im sick of giving exams.. when will engineering end? hmm.. not tht i hate it.. i like it.. kind of like it i mean.. but i want it to end as soon as possible.. wanna see the other side of the wall.. i have network managemt paper on 24th... my prepration .. zlitch.. i hate studin.. i dunno how i reahed 4th year.. i dunno how 7th sem got over ..am a computer engineer.. wel almost..and i still make mistakes while typing.. read on... n ull see.. my typos.. i dun look at the key board while typing.. and see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what i do is crapy..so what..who said engg cant make mistakes.. typin mistakes i mean.. what eva it is.. i wanna finish all this n get away.. yup i love my parents .. i lov my friends.. i lov every thing around me.. but i wanna fly away to some distant place.. where no one knows me.. i know its weird.. but thats what i wanna do.. im fed up of this life.. its so monotonus.. same schudle daily.. i fed up of studin .. im fed up of my own ambitions im fed up of my dreams.. i know that sounds as crazy as the rest of the lines of this post... but thats exactly what i feel like.. yup there was a time when i wanted every thing in my life to b stable.. but now i fed up of this stability.. nothing lasts forever.. nothing at all.. so when iknow that nothing is gonna last.. i wanna take the easy way out.. dun wanna get addicted to any damn thing on earth.. so when tht thing leaves me.. it wont hurt.. i have trusted so many people.. and got nothing in return.. not that i expected ne thing from them.. but learnt one thing.. trust hurts.. i have seen a lot.. experienced a lot.. not that i am 96 years old.. but still.. and i tell u.. life isint all that gud.. life isint fair.. but then who said life is supposed to b fair.. so its all fair !.. i wanna detach myself from every damn realtion on earth.. wanna leave ever thing behind.. wanna grow and move ahead. i know i can do that even without leavin the people around me.... but then.. i just WANT to leave em all.. im fed up !!! ok.. i gt bored very easily.. but this is a new development.. ! yesturday.. one of my frnz asked me.. y did he stop calling me.. i told her.. guys do all that they can to get to u.. and when ur thrie frnz.. they dun value u.. basically they dun value ne thing.. most of them dont.. i dunno what made me say that.. but that made her feel fine.. and made me wonder what made me say that.. who cares.. i wanna break free .. n that is all that matters.. !!! i dun like calling and msgin my frnz now.. its like im torn .. worn out.. fed up of callinga nd mailing and msgin them all.. and then i get those calls from them .. yellin at me.. "y din u call up" .. "r u even alive??" .. i dun pick up a few calls coz i just dun wanna tlk.. coz i wanna b alone.. coz i wwanna spend some timw with myself.. Y is man a social animal??? i wanna live alone.. i wanna WALK ALONE.. ! i know i can take care of myself.. i dun need ne one to support me.. i know my parents made me capable of sayin whati just said.. iknow they'll need me in their old days.. may b then even need me now.. but im sittin here.. typin what i want to.. will i b like this always... numb??? newayz.. the point is ill b there 4 my parens ... im nt sure about my brother though.. i mean.. the love that i have for him.. is un-understandable.. i hate him.. he never took care of me.. he has always been so selfish and self centered... but ever time he needs me ..im there.. iknow he nevr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;gives me support.. and i have cried hours thinkin about that.. but my heart bleeds when i see him cry... i hate him.. i really do.. but my hert aches when he wastes his time on video games..a nd he has his exam tomm.. i hate him.. but it hurts so bad when i see him sad about his result.. do i love him?? newayz the point is.. i love him.. i love my parents.. i love my friends.. i love em all.. but i wanna walk alone.. i take a small tim to get close to ppl.. i dunno how.. but then when they leve me.. it hurts.. i never judge ppl.. i never expect ne thing from ne one.. then y does it hurt?? i dunnoo.. but its ok.. i dunnoo a lot of things,... shi.. just sent me an sms.. she says love is beautiful.. but the best thing in lif is to b free.. and not committen to ne one.. i dun understand what she says..hat eva it is.. its a contradiction... i dunno wht love is.. and something tells me.. if i havent seen loove.. ITS OK ! i havnt seen many things.. i havent seen th great wall of china.. i havent seen a sea coast.. its ok.. my life is beautiful.. i love it the way it is.. what eva it is,,.. her sms was gud.. this post is long... i dunno what i am writing,... i just wanted to pour my heart.. and i wanted to do it .. alone.. so here i am.. but then u all will read it.. ITS OK.. i wanna do a lota things in life.. i wanna see the world.. i want an MBA degree.. from a gud college.. i want to b at peace with what eva i have.. i wanna get a lil slim.. i want a bose speaker.. i want a merc.. wanna laughout so loud .. that ppl all me crazy.. i wanna say what eva i feel like in ne ones face i want.. i really wanna slap some ppl around me.. not just around me.. i wanna kick some bu** .. ne bu** i want .. yup i wnna do that .. i want a new wardrobe.. i want to give my exams but not in ink.. i wanna use pencils in exams aswell.. i dunnoooo. i like writing with em.. i want a room heater right now.. hmmm... i want .. i dunnoooo... i really dont know.. u know?? life sometimes gives u second chance.. but i will not elaborate this ppoint... and dreams do come true... i wanted to be friends with some one.. i even told god that i wnted to b frnz .. and i din evn hav to do a thing.. god did it to me.. but then.. this dosnt happne alwayz.. i tell god to do so many things for me.. he din listen.. and i said its ok... but din stop askin him for more.. .. im nuts.. some ppl thing im cool about every damn thing in life.. it not so.. im not open to all .. and the ones whoknow me.. know im a cry baby.. i wasnt a cray baby.. but last one year. i have been cry baby .. no doubt.. will change.. i want to.. ! im gud at painting.. i love oil paints... i shud have tried there .. leave it .. i wanted to join DAVV.. dad said no.. i said ok.. that was my biggest mistake.. but then last 4 years i got a lil more close to my best frn.. my dad.. so shud i b thankful .. of shud i feel bad??life is a living contradiction.. i have stared accepting the way it comes.. i hate ppl who think the world revolves around them.. i wanna say some bad words and punch em in their face.. give em a blue eye or 2.. but i dun do that.. i have changed a lot.. i avoid arguments ... i dunno y.. but that has made me real kool.. im cool about every thing.. gandhi ji types.. im gonna run thru the crowds.. lik mad.. and make a mark .. ill reach the place where i wanna b .. ill do that.. i know what wnat in life.. and ill get it.. no comproo this time.. im pagal.. they all think i am.. but what they think is justa part of what they dont.. im super mad.. i say things that they dun understand..only the ones who can think can survive a talk with me.. u think i think too much of my self?? to hell with u .. !! u think i giggle and laugh most of the thimes.. think again.. am i laughin on u ?? hmm not don take that personally.. if u cant think.. its ok.. u shuldnt think much.. its nt gud.. but i giggle.. coz i like crackin pjs.. i love PAGAL KAHO.. by KK.. i wanted him to sing his first song in that concert.. but he cudnt hear me.. :/ ... i dun know myself.. and ppl who think they know me.. know a perseon who dsnt know herself.. how stupin can life be?? i have a lotaa sylabus to complete.. il finish it. i know i can.. i know when i go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;downstairs .. mo will ask me.. if i wanna eat something.. ill say no.. ill go out in the garden and walk for a minute or twon.. ill feel cold.. and come back in.. and then say to my self.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I WANNA WALK ALONE !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/12167743-113517956333920043?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113517956333920043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113517956333920043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113517956333920043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113517956333920043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-full-stops-no-commas-pu_113517956333920043.html' title='NO FULL STOPS .. NO COMMAS... PUT A &quot;!&quot; OR A &quot;?&quot; WHERE EVA U WANT.. ISINT THAT LIFE??'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113467089861777271</id><published>2005-12-15T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:12:09.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lost within...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/45758711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/45758711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im the one, that rages within, no time to think&lt;br /&gt;emotionless, emptiness plagues, no time for the wake&lt;br /&gt;close your mind, open your heart to see what I am&lt;br /&gt;Foolishness laughs, pride decays, the time is so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost within, You will see that I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grow tired, of being what I am&lt;br /&gt;Patience wears, no sight of end&lt;br /&gt;growing fears so sharp cut in&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to free the chains that bind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twist the truth with lies and no proof Ive fallen to compulsion&lt;br /&gt;agony returns, beginning again, until I see through illusions so vague&lt;br /&gt;lost within life, haunted by fear, the nemesis lives within&lt;br /&gt;disgrace to all, I have been deemed jester of the masses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost within, You will see that I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grow tired, of being what I am&lt;br /&gt;Patience wears, no sight of end&lt;br /&gt;growing fears so sharp cut in&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to free the chains that bind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost within, You will see that I am afraid ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Author unknown&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/12167743-113467089861777271?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113467089861777271/comments/default' 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src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113420980223074970</id><published>2005-12-10T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T04:46:48.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HII M BAK :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;a lot has been happenin..&lt;br /&gt;my exams r on.. had my first paper yeat. was gr8.. :) .. so i know what Compiler Design is.. :D ..&lt;br /&gt;every body around is talkin about how they will miss college days.. and how they will miss their frnz n all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotss senti menti.. msgs commin in.. that make me nostalgic .. :D .. : will definately miss these days.. .. will miss my frnz.. ppl who make me understand what gud and bad is..pll who take care of me.. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some really senti msgs .. :P that made me make that stupid face .. sayin .. y-will-u-miss-me-soo-much .. coz they were sent by some not-so-gud-frnz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kal phir yahi sama hoga..&lt;br /&gt;hum me se kaun na jane kaha hoga..&lt;br /&gt;murjhaye phool to mil jayenge kitabo me..&lt;br /&gt;par bichede dosto ka shayad hi koi pata hoga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamha lamha kar ke waqt guzar jayega..&lt;br /&gt;chand lamhe aur.. fir daman choot jayega..&lt;br /&gt;waqt hai abhi..dosti ki kuch bateen kar llloo..&lt;br /&gt;fir na jane kiska nsaeeb kisekaha le jayegaa ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...well i dunno.. yep ill miss my frnz.. and last nite this feelin mademe skip a beat .. ill miss every thing.. : . but then its a part of life.. i m happy ill b free of this marks ki "MOHMAYA" .. i wont have to tolerate this technical stuff ne more :D.. maggu stuff i mean.. but im unhappy.. that ill have to face the BIG-BAD-WORLD.. with by one on my side.. : i havent eva live d without my parents.. without my siblings.. neva.. i have had loads of ppl around me.. helpin me .. guidin me.. but 6-7 months down the line.. life is gonna change BIGTIME.,. :\ im just too scared of that .. newayz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my exam on 15th.. ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE.. :( .. and i dun know 'A' of AI.. :D .. gottaaaa study a lott..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before leavin.. i'd like to introduce.. my frn Manish.. he has just started bloggin.. visit him at .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostwithinme.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ttp://lostwithinme.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; .. do visit his blog :) he writes some thought provoking stuff :D .. hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before leavin i have a reply for the above msgs that ppl sent me..which i found somewhere on net ... for my friends and near and dear ones.. who will go back to their places and will never come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When the cold of winter comes&lt;br /&gt;Starless night will cover day&lt;br /&gt;In the veiling of the sun&lt;br /&gt;We will walk in bitter rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in dreams&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your name&lt;br /&gt;And in dreams&lt;br /&gt;We will meet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the seas and mountains fall&lt;br /&gt;And we come, to end of days&lt;br /&gt;In the dark I hear a call&lt;br /&gt;Calling me there,&lt;br /&gt;I will go there&lt;br /&gt;And back again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i wonder if i made sense... :D .. newayz..chalo.. i gotta go.. n start studin :D ..&lt;br /&gt;byee :)&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;miss me..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-113420980223074970?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113420980223074970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113420980223074970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113420980223074970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113420980223074970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/12/hii-m-bak.html' title='HII M BAK :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113327961069947144</id><published>2005-11-29T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T07:53:30.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story Worth Reading . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students. As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down there. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, "Class is over. I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment. Perhaps this is the Powers way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes beginning to water, she went on, "So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the 'stuff' of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. We must make it important to notice them, for at anytime it can all be taken away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot, or walk on the beach at sunset. Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice cream cone. For as we get older, is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;'life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113327961069947144?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113327961069947144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113327961069947144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113327961069947144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113327961069947144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/11/story-worth-reading_29.html' title='A Story Worth Reading . .'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113275798084665287</id><published>2005-11-23T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:00:06.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTY.. THINGY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well i hav been tagged by pradyot...&lt;br /&gt;a blogger who basicallybelongs to bhopal...&lt;br /&gt;my city... :)&lt;br /&gt;let me get straight to the point... coz "20 things about me" .. is gonna b a real long post !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i can spend my day with just 2 things.. either my computer or my camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i wanna c the world.. with no one except my camera.. i wanna capture the true picture ..of the different faces ..of the different cultures around the blue planet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. even though i giggle.. and laugh all the time.. its 1 in 1000 times that i laugh from within.. n most of the times its some kid.. or some some stupidity of some kid that makes me smile.. and laugh from within.. and every time that happens.. that kid gets some chocolate to eat !! .. ask my neighbours :) .. i love that innocence they hav :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i was born and brought up in a joint family.. and im the only girl child in 3 generations.. hehe.. i hav been pampered like a princess.. but brought up like a boy.. coz i had 5 brothers.. (cusions and real)there ... that made me .. even more spoilt.. haha.. i screwed a test(like a boy).. got back home.. n had my family pampering me.. *koi baat ni bete.. next time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. there r some things that get attracted to me like that.. see.. if im walkin near a play ground.. then ne ball.. weather it b a foot ball.. a volly ball.. a cricket ball.. its oughtaa hit me.. &amp;amp; if im drivin.. and a dog is on the same road.. then that dog will get an affinity twards my kinetic.. and wud like to die ..commin under my vehicle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i hate to make up my room.. i dun find a reason y .. i shud do that.. :D .. i mean.. im comfortable.. who cares about the ones who dun like an unkept space :P .. same goes for my cupboard.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i hav spent half my life on fone.. and the rest on my computer.. (mom says that.. n i agree 100%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i can say any thing to any body.. point blank.. im straight forward.. this is an ability to screw ur reltions with ppl..im learnin how n y one shulnt b straight fwd.. but if needed .. i can still say nething netime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i think guys make better friends.. than girls..!! 2 girls.. being gud to each other.. and not being jealous of each other... thats something rare.. i dun say it dsnt happen.. i hav some really close frnz.. but thats rare.. i make better frnz with guys.. my dad asks me.... when was the last time.. a gal called you up ?? hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. my dad is my hero.. my idol.. i can worship him.. :D .. he is my best frn.. yeah i dislike him for a few things.. but whos perfect?? his way of talkin.. his way of behavin.. that attitude.. i wanna b just like him.. i know thats too much .. i cant b that nice.. that perfect in every thing.... i mean.. He .. is just soo gud !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. People who know me here .. i mean the ones who know me as a real person.. think im the happiest person around.. coz they find me crackin PJs and giggling all the time.. if u think my blog reflects me.. its not so.. in the real world im a totally different person.. i dunno.. may b i use this place to pour my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sometimes i feel so sick.. thinkin how cold i am.. coz i used to b person who used her heart more than her head.. n now its the other way round.. yup .. no one can fool u ne more.. u can survive in this big bad world.. but that some how makes me feel bad about myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i can do nething on the name of Sai.. i have his book .. "your questions Sai Babas answers" with me most of the times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i can eat chalk.. i love eating 'batti' hehe i dunno.. kids use it .. to write .. i love eating it :D (* :O dun tell me uve never herd about batti :O*.. ur indian only naa???its like a thin version of chalk.. a lil mote tasty,.. a finer version of chalk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i dun wanna get into a realtionship.. i think i can live my life without a spouse.. but guys who r witty .. who can make me laugh.. who can talk sence.. who have guts.. and who r simple.. really impress me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;16. i love standing under the moonllight and stare the moon.. and the stars.. as a kid i spent many moon lit nights on my terrace .. on a mat..in my papas arms :) .. he taught me about so may stars.. and galaxies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;17. if theres ne one who loves me .. the most.. its my dad.. yaa.. not even my mom.. my dad.. i love my dad .. mom .. n my bro the most.. i can do nething for em.. can sacrifice ne thing to se e em smile :) .. i fight with em the most.. but i love em even more after every fight :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;18. i was in girls school .. so i din know how to talk to guys :P .. and in an engg college .. with max guys strength .. i took about an year to talk with em all.. i was considered to b one of the most spoilt and arrogant girls of my class.. coz i only taked with 2-3 guyz.. but its a history now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19. i think max girls of my school were stupid .. hehe..i said max ...not all... i mean... most of em think they r nothin less than a model material.. and im like shut up !! the mirror is about to break.. believe me .. this is a problem with an all girls school.. guyz giv a lil intrest ... and they go about tellin the world how he wags his tail behind them.. and then some silly sicko.. sittin on the back benches readin romantic novels.. thinkin a prince will come .. netime.. hehe..i was amoungs the pransters.. alwayz havin fun.. in ne grp.. at ne place.. :D .. and the sophesticated.. behenjis of my school wre like.. shut up.. bandar nidhi :P was more like a tomboy then !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;20. phew !! last !! .. my kundali.. my hand.. every thing says.. ill b a rich person.. that ill have a kid.. a husband.. and a loving family.. at some point of my life.. i wanna have all that.. :) .. work.. mba.. society,.. status.. thats not all.. some where deep inside my heart.. i wanna b a peron like my mom :) .. but not just a home maker :D ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i wonder what i wrote in last 20 lines.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;chaloo.. im not taggin neone.. if u wanna follow it.. ur most welcome :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;byeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tc nidhi&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/12167743-113275798084665287?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113275798084665287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113275798084665287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113275798084665287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113275798084665287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/11/twenty-thingy.html' title='TWENTY.. THINGY..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113248965213546809</id><published>2005-11-20T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T08:34:36.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh.. CAT.. over !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well... so is it time to change the blogger profile that i have there on the right hand side of this page?? i wrote that line.. my current aim.. CAT2005 and NID2005.. coz.. i wanted the page to remind me .. to get back to work.. every time i open it.. but now .. i dun think i need that profile ne more.. will change it... in last 4mnths ..some shitty.. crappy posts..explained the confused and wretched state of my mind.. but that phase is over.. CAT2005 is now a thing of the past !! horizon for me was CAT05.. din think about a day after it.. i mean.. ye i was confused about hcl.. cat.. mba n all.. but every thing i did was w.r.t. 2oNov.. huh .. and now that i hav taken the test.. i know wot.. the world beyond that horizon looks like.. life is still the same.. im still sttin in this room.. my study table is still unorganised.. the shelf is still lookin like it survived an earthquake.. i still hav a low balance in my cell.. my mouse is still blinkin..mom dad bro.. frnz.. every body is still the same.. my YM! still has a list of cat crackers.. who helped me all thru out.. life is still the same.. but the only objective that i had on my mind.. since last 1 year has lost its meaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT2005.. was nothin less than a disaster.. as expected.. the pattern was gonna change.. i was cool .. or in other words i tried to b cool..well last 2 days were fun..i had a put yest.. but skipped it..CAT was more imp u see..enjoyed all day.. watched 2 movies.. listened to music.. talked on phone.. chatted with neetie n abhi.. had to giv shilpi a treat.. gave her a treat yest.. did all that wud make me happy .. and today morning.. woke up with a big bright smile.. went to the center in that broken state.. n took the test !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wot a paper !! 90 questns.. max 2 marks question.. di was time consuming.. no anat questn at all.. huh .. just 10 1mark questns.. rest 40 marks wre from 2marks time consuming questns.. did well in di.. english.. if rc is not ur cup of tea.. think again..2 passages with 4 questns each.. and each questn carried 2 marks.. huh ! only THREE para jumbles.. NO infrential or summery based questns.. .. it was a disaster.. last 3 mocks i did so well in english.. n today i cant even think about recalculting my english score.. :/ .. quant.. well same..ten 1mm questns and rest 20 wre 2mm.. so one had to choose form 30 questns.. was a lil mor than avg .. in the level of difficulty .. now if u think that solvin a few topics can help u crack Quant in CAT .. think again.. its not like it used to be. . just havin a command on gepmetry n number system isint all.. ul only get 2-4 questns on the 2 topics :\ ya cutoffs will b (are) low....newayz.. so while a CAT cracker attempter 85+ questns in CAT03,04 .. here 90 is all u hav in hands..hehe.. choice is less.. if they follow the same trend.. 150&gt;123&gt;90.. next year the #of qstns will reach 45-50 i guess.. hehe.. so takin a CAT test next year is gonna b even more difficult !!! :\but 4 me ..CAT .. aah !! next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;success is not a destination.. its a journey ... learnt a lot in this journey..improved a lot of things in me.. but a lot of things still need to b improved.. lottt..the test today proved that im not the material the IIMs r lookin for..it proved.. that either i try hard and take the test again.. or move ahead and do smthin else..but im happy that i tried .. im happy i din giv up.. i hate to think about the accident.. i hate to think about the torture that college gave us.. but at the end.. what eva happened .. was destined.. i wanna bury all this here.. n move ahead.. i din apply to many colleges.. just 2 cat allied.. MDI-hr n IMT ..but with this kinda performance.. i dun think ill make it.. huh ! was dreaming about CAT.. n look.. even IMT isint sure.. !! so now.. a few enterance tests.. 7TH SEM.. and then HCL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;LIFE.. SIMPLIFIED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;life still goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;life is cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;______________ __ _________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well happy bday hai hamare hemant BHAI kaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;happy bday hemant... i know ul never read this .. but i just wanna say this...knowingly or unknowing..  u hav taken care of me .. and ill really feel lost .. after college when il hav no body who'l take care of me :/ :( hemant ur one of the bestest ppl i have met in last 3 years.. ur my BESTUM BEST FRIEND :) thankx!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;happy bday to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;happy bday to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;happy bday dear hemant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;happy bday to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;may the gud God bless you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;may the gud God bless you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;may the gud God bless you hemanT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;happy bday to... YOU !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/50047.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HEREs your cake.. PINEAPPLE?? yum yum.. ur fav .. though a choco fudge wud hav been better :D ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;u n joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;n hav fun with ur mechanical janglees :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nidhi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113248965213546809?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113248965213546809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113248965213546809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113248965213546809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113248965213546809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/11/ahh-cat-over.html' title='Ahh.. CAT.. over !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113231984582874357</id><published>2005-11-18T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:51:02.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT... 36.5 HRS AWAY...IM COOL !! HeHe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well ...&lt;br /&gt;so wots up???&lt;br /&gt;CAT .. is like a quater mile away from me.. pressure?? stress?? tension?? huh !wots all that?? im cool .. super cool.. i dunno y.. but this cat thing isint making me go mad.. im gonna go there.. sit .. n work the whole thing out .. coz i tried to giv my max.. BUT.. accept it nor not.. theres something more than efforts.. more than hard work.. n more than what u desire.. some ppl call it destiny.. some luck.. some call it God..yep.. its all on Him..i did all i cud.. i mean.. i worked hard for CAT.. and then then whole accident phase happened.. which spoiled the whole schedule.. but thats all i cud have done.. so now if according to His plot ..nidhi clears CAT.. well n gud..all i can do is.. giv my best.. n then... LET GOD DO THE NEEDY.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav been givin my puts.. (PRE UNIVERSITY TESTS.. ) since 17th.. and then had a few internals before em.. so u see. CAT was totally out of mind.. i dunno if thats gud.. or bad.. i dun wanna know.. or think about it either.. hehe.. i hav a test tomm as well.. im nt very well prepared.. and i dunno if ill give it or nt..but again.. im nt conserned.. well.. a far as prep is conserned.. all that i cud do for CAT in last few days.. was Quant revision.. that too .. cud revise only the basic concepts.. solved a paper yest.. got some 92%ile.. i dunno if i shud extrapolate that performance and figure out my actual CAT performance.. or shud i reduce it.. coz on CAT day.. ne thing can happen.. they say.. a person between 60-90 percentile gets a huge swing on the D-Day .. coz they giv the test w/o pressure.. and coz a huge non serious crown gets in... so where do i place my self??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dun wanna get into that thing again.. i mean i dun remember when i gave my mind a lil rest... i hav been thinking all my life.. sometimes i get up at 2am and find myself thnking.."ok... so thats why he divided the whole equation by theta" ... or.."oh.. may b i shuldnt hav mailed sir about the whole issue.. " .. i dunno.. there hv been times.. when i hav done analysis of situation while sleeping.. and the moment i wake up in the morning im like..'ok nidhi.. abb next time se ye mat kario .. usne ye selfish behavior dikhaya.. u forgive and forget.. but beware' ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok leave it..i just proved how MAD .. i am.. all i wanted to say was.. im not insane.. i think too much.. :D so.. id like to put my mind to rest.. atleast i dun wanna think about CAT right now :D .. but i dun wanna study either.. :) .. wont mind bloggin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the 20things tag.. tomm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is kool&lt;br /&gt;miss me&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113231984582874357?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113231984582874357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113231984582874357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113231984582874357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113231984582874357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/11/cat-365-hrs-awayim-cool-hehe.html' title='CAT... 36.5 HRS AWAY...IM COOL !! HeHe..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113178060131696080</id><published>2005-11-11T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T23:30:01.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WORLD IS FUNNY .. N A LIL STUPID ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just noticed... my blog crossed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9000&lt;/span&gt; counts :D gud naa?? well i started bloggin 7months back.. n heres the counter telllin me that 9000 times some human or the other clicked the link to this place.. hehe.. i wonder y.. :P .. imean earlier wrote short .. posts.. but these days posts r long.. n r more of diary entry types.. hehe. guess dats y the comments has decreased.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;newayz.. well.. i dunno wot im doin here.. i had a test today. internals r on.. but it got cancelled coz of sm reason.. gud hai. atleast im prepared with smd a liil bit now.. koi de na de.. ill hav to take the test in a day or two.. :| coz i skipped my exam.. newayz.. a lot has been happening around me..both gud n bad... gud.. well one of my closest frn got engaged a few days bak.. sad. she din tell her parents about it :p .. gud.. my internals n studies r goin fine.. sad.. cat prep is suffering.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;newayzz .. well in recovering .. i went to the doctor. ..he said prolly by 23rd ill b free of this arm rest.. but cat is on 20th :( .. bad luck :D .. mom is fine .. we'll hav 2 take her to delhi for furthur checkups.. they say her heart has expanded.. n needs to b treated. n grand ma.. well her condition is deteriorating.. newayz.. cant help that.. she suffering every moment.. n in such a case .. n such an age .. its better for her to rest in peace.. thats wot every one who visits her says.. n i agree.. thats the only way out.. she is just too weak.. too weak.. to b operated.. n her sugar level is so high.. that operation isint possible at the moment.. nher age wont permit that either.. doctor says.. we shud call the ppl who wana c her.. huh ! i was the last person she really talked n laughed with .. i did a blog entry abt that naa?? she recieted a few stories.. after that so many ppl asked her to tell d stories.. but she din.. shedsnt recignise my mom n tai ji.. but when i visit her. she smiles n recognises me :) .. i dunno wot to say.. :) :) :) .. well she has lost the hope.. n thats the worst thing one can do in such a state.. :| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok something. funny... i had a few aunties.. uncles.. neighbours n all who came to visit me tellin me that.. this is all bcoz of "gherahan" eclipse the solar n lunar eclipse that fell on the same day last month .. huh ! n i cant stop laughing :P .. come onnn !! they say.. these eclipse hav been the reason of so many bad things happin around us all .. hahahah .. plzzz !! one o my frnz .. he gave me a call.. n asked me.. nidhi.. tere hath pair theek hain.. i said yess.. he said.. ye gharen k karan sab k accident ho re hain.. tujh pe bhi bhari pada ye :P .. some of his frnz lost their hands n legs coz of accidents inthis perion .. n i was like SHUT UP u freak.. huh !! India.. nothin can happen to this country... where engineers .. believe in all these things.. blind faith !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n then these aunties..with 2 liters of foundation on their faces.... thank gawd.. iske face pe kuch ni hua.. collar bone to theek ho jayegii !! plzzzz i need an oxygen cylinder... phew!!! ur here to visit me.. to tell me that my broken bones will b fine .. or to talk all that crap... face ko kuch ni hua.. dun ppl with bad face have a life..n agar kuch ho bhi jata .. to aap ki tarhe foundation laga letii :P or no wait a minute.. aap k face ko kuch hua thaa.. ?? jo itaa foundation :P .. lol ... mai bach gai kum he kyaa ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went 2 college for 2 days in sucha broken state.. :D .. it was fun initially.. all the frnz .. class mates sympathising ;) for once .. instead of askin me to shut my mouth.. my frnz askin me to tell em ,ki kase hua yee?? but later i was so tired of tellin ppl.. that i hav a broken collar bone .. n that i crashed into a bus.. i started makin a new story every time.. i made some 7 different stories. of variable lengths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" kuch nahi .. time pass"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi... empathy gain karne k liye"&lt;br /&gt;"kuch nahi.. abhishek bacchan n i.. we were paraglyding.. fir. parashoot mera weight seh ni saka. n i came down :P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi.. i fell off my bed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi...  had a wwe match with my brother"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi.. i fell off the bike ... john abrahem was driving it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi i was tryin to commit a sucide.. fan se latak ke.. both fan n me came down" huh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kuch nahi.. i was tryin to see how strong a delux bus is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;phew !!! a lot of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n ppl.. r stupid.. really.. the exclaimations..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"yee kyaa hoo gaya nidhiiiii !!!!" ..  (*kuch nahi.. acting kar ri hu.. *)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"arrey cat kaa kyaa hogaa??? !!"....... (* u still dun know the difference b/w left n right hand?? nursery me fail hue thee??&lt;br /&gt;"tu zindaa hee?? ine bade accident k baad??!"(* nahii mera bhoot tere samne kathaak kar raha he idiot*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"tujhe buss nahi dikhii" (* nahi chuiya he naa??? bhari sadak pe kaha se dikhegii *)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"how were u taken to the hospital"  .. (* i din know its so imp to know that... oops did u forget to ask abt my health *)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"teri gadi ka kya hua?? insured thi naa??" (* haan fir meri health nahi meri gadi ki health..u .. u.. huh *)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"teri gadi skit hui??ki tune bus ko nahi dekhaa??" (* which word of  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i dun remember a thing.. i hav a memory loss ofthose 15 minutes" didnt make sense to u?? *)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the worst thing is.. im a person who laughs on every silly lil thing.. giggling is the best thing i do .. n every time i do that.. im like ouch ouch ouch.. it hurts.. doctor ne hasne se mana kia he.. .. seriously.. break ne bone of ur body.. bud dun u dare.. damage ur backbone.. or ne bone related to ur over all posture.. acollar bone n its functions .. i can write abt that for ages.. from the time u get up in the morning u use it for gettin out of ur bed.. till the the time u go bak to ur bed.. to lie down n sleep u use it......... from giggling to crying.. from talking to singing .. eeverything makes it move.. n that hurtsss :D. dun brake it !! :D .. every moment of the recovery period hurts like hell !! :| :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;longg post again.. byee byee..&lt;br /&gt;winamp is playin the song ...ON TOP OF THE WORLD... By the carpenters ...the carpenters were around in 1960s-1980s .. wonderful band...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I LOVEE THIS SONG :)  .. LYRICS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a feelin's comin' over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;There is wonder in most everything I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Not a cloud in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Got the sun in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;And I won't be surprised if it's a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I want the world to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Is now coming true especially for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;And the reason is clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;It's because you are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Something in the wind has learned my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's tellin' me that things are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;There is only one wish on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;When this day is through I hope that I will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;All I need will be mine if you are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow lovely :) .. chalo.. i g2g.. loads to b done ...&lt;br /&gt;bye takecare....&lt;br /&gt;miss mee :)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113178060131696080?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113178060131696080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113178060131696080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113178060131696080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113178060131696080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-world-is-funny-n-lil-_113178060131696080.html' title='THIS WORLD IS FUNNY .. N A LIL STUPID ...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113090676002435227</id><published>2005-11-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T20:56:10.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems.. wonderful poems.... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/db98f282eb81009a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/db98f282eb81009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/db98f282eb81009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The mind can accept any boundary anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;But the reality is that,&lt;br /&gt;by its very nature,&lt;br /&gt;existence cannot have any boundary,&lt;br /&gt;because what will be beyond the boundary - again another sky.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm saying skies upon skies are available for your flight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be content easily.&lt;br /&gt;Those who remain content easily remain small:&lt;br /&gt;small are their joys,&lt;br /&gt;small are their ecstasies,&lt;br /&gt;small are their silences,&lt;br /&gt;small is their being.&lt;br /&gt;But there is no need!&lt;br /&gt;This smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom,&lt;br /&gt;upon your unlimited possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;upon your unlimited potential..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soneone left this offliner on my YM... i dunno... who.. but well written.. im still confused lil after readin em .. but wonderful lines :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another gud poem i came across on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toughmorns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;zarines blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nice lines ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's cold out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a flight,into the night&lt;br /&gt;A dark,endless expanse of a cold unknown future&lt;br /&gt;To stop and look behind&lt;br /&gt;Is to bask oneself in the false glow of comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort which arose from the warmth&lt;br /&gt;Of all those who loved and cared to smile at you&lt;br /&gt;False, as gone are all of them&lt;br /&gt;With you just gazing at the blank emptiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ahead with a decisive purpose&lt;br /&gt;To move on and take it as it comes&lt;br /&gt;But when will the hope of having&lt;br /&gt;Someone who shares the vision die..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As life seems like a prose&lt;br /&gt;Like a poem which doesnt rhyme&lt;br /&gt;A tree which hasnt seen the spring&lt;br /&gt;A leaf waiting to touch its ground ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly off....into the dark,the unknown.....&lt;br /&gt;But its cold out there..&lt;br /&gt;The warmth beckons me back&lt;br /&gt;But what shall I choose to have&lt;br /&gt;A hope which has no future,&lt;br /&gt;Or a future which has no hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. n in reply &lt;a href="http://www.midnightmare.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; left the following lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just like a life that waits to greet the end,&lt;br /&gt;Mine rises to meet the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;When your mind flees to the crecvices dark,&lt;br /&gt;I seek the answer that you fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the roads to bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Lead to a path youre scared to walk down,&lt;br /&gt;My calm seeks a stormy coast,&lt;br /&gt;Like your strorm seeks a dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just a candle,&lt;br /&gt;Where I seek the burning flame,&lt;br /&gt;But would you know my darkness&lt;br /&gt;When you seek someone to blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;iv just one word to say ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbueee..&lt;br /&gt;got a looot 2 studyy...&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-113090676002435227?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113051500522881626</id><published>2005-10-28T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T19:51:47.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST LOVE.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;u know 29th (tomm) is my moms bday... i alwasys get her a cake .. u we celebrate her b day at 12am on ever 29 oct :) .. but dis bday.. im not allowed to move.. not allowed to move out of my room.. :( .. so no cake from my side mom this time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my savings worth nothin this time.. rachit (my bro) wont go to the shop alone .. so mom.. i hav a cake 4 u .. which i wanted to buy 4 u .. its at the end of this post :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MOM...sum body i turn bak to.. in both gud n bad times.. som one whose presence makes me strong enuff to face ne damn thing on earth.. some one who made me capable of what eva i can do today... som one.. who is rite now.. down stairs preparin.. food that wud gimmy lot of nutrients.. to get thru this hard phase of my life.. almost all my frnz here in bhopal came to see me.. they come to see me daily.. so many of u gav me calls.. sms's still commin in.. :) .. i din know i knew so many ppl.. i din know ive sooo many frnz... but can replace her?? noo.. she is the one who givs me unconditional love. no matter if she has time .. or not.. she finds out time to b with me.. to solve my problems .. my queries...im un experenced.. as far as Love is conserned.. but i know one thing for sure.. no one can gimmy the kinda love.. support.. lessons.. warmth.. guidance.. attention.. as my mom can.. no one... i love her the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days bak.. my mom was in the hospital.. fightin death.. she was in a state where her heart beats were zlitch.. and her blood pressure ..zero... for 10 long minutes.. u know wot we call suchaa state.. and after 2 shocks Gods grace she got bak :) those were the hatdest moments 4 me.. imagine.. watchin ur mom di.... in front of ur own eyes.. was there ne one around me?? to gimmy warmth.. to support me.. to gimmy a sholder to cry on?? noo.. n did it matter to ne one.. ?? it was me who then understood.. that the words ppl use r most of the times to make u feel gud.. max ppl dun care.. n if some body says "I LOVE YOU" ... think again.. can that person make u feel.. make u experience that bond .. that love that u feel with ur mom?? if the answer is "yes" say yes to that person.. n if the answer is "no" .. plz jst forget about that person.. coz ur love .. ur relatioonship is not gonna last..n that will bring u just miseries... so get out of it now.. ur mom will fight the whole world.. if she finds her son/daughter right.. will ur lover do that?? max times the answer is no.. either the girl has no guts to go against her parents.. or the guy.. is so much into his parents.. and the society that he wont.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to put it in a simple way.. how do u .. weigh a kg of fruits??? u use an "equivalent" 1 kg weight naa?? now.. how will u justify how true.. or strong is ur love with ur current girlfriend.. guy friend.. lover..? is? compare it with the pure and unconditonal love that u hav experienced .. with ur mom.. ull get the answer.. :) ...the day i find a guy with a comparable love.. comparable.. support.. HE will b the luckiest guy on the BLUE PLANET :) i dunno if i made sence.. u guys hav seen an emotional nidhi.. but this is the side of nidhi that allher rea friends hav seen .. n the blog world hasnt.. hehe ther r ppl who call me.. TOO MUCH PRACTICAL.. n i love that .. i take it as a compliment ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. wot i wanted to highlight in here was.. that moms love is uncomparable.. undefinable.. :)&lt;br /&gt;i wud hav died mom.. if u wudnt hav returned bak tht day.. I LOVE U :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy b day to u&lt;br /&gt;happy b day to u&lt;br /&gt;happy b day to u&lt;br /&gt;happy bday dear mummy..&lt;br /&gt;happy b day 2 u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERES THE CHOCO FUDGE CAKE.. 4 U :)&lt;br /&gt;MY FAV..&lt;br /&gt;KINDLY ADJUST ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/CAKE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my fingers r hurtin.. ive learnt to type with one hand :)&lt;br /&gt;thankx all of u.. for ur wishes.. :)&lt;br /&gt;ur calls.. ur visits.. ur msgs.. ur mails... n ur offliners :) my health is improvin.. :) this fracture will take some time .. like 3 weeks or so.. :( but im fine :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im choooooooooo happy.. wouldnt mind going thru all dis again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every one who visits me with a cell+cam.. clicks my pic.. so that they get sumthin to make fun of .. when i get well... hehe.. will post one such funny-ugly-nidhi pic soon :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;midsems .. ill take those bloody tests from 7th to 9th oce.. n as far as ive heard.. external vivas from 11th nov.. will go on for 5 days or so.. n then after 5 mor days CAT .. i think i shud change my current profile.. from cat 2005 to cat2006 ;) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bbye :)&lt;br /&gt;takecare&lt;br /&gt;miss me&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi &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/12167743-113051500522881626?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113051500522881626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113051500522881626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113051500522881626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113051500522881626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-first-love.html' title='MY FIRST LOVE.. :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-113038215308909641</id><published>2005-10-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:39:06.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOONG POST.. YEAH !!! IVE MET WITH AN ACCIDENT.. N HERES WHAT HAPPENED !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hi all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well i said that ill return back after my midsems. well no midsems for me now... y? well u need to read on.. hav u heard the quote.. that sun shud never set upon an argument?? or.. say gbye with all ur love .. may b ur meeting ur loved ones for the last time?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yep some thing like that happened.. i said ill b bak.. n may b.. i wuldnt hav got bak .. eva.. n u guys must hav thought .. that nidhi left bloggin again.. she'll b bak after a month or 2.. not knowing.. that she died in an accident.. isint this a gap in the online communication.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;im typing with one hand .. and each fingure of this hand has bruises on it.. :( ... but its official now.. i cant stay w/o internet... n bloggin :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well .. yest morning i was going to my JAVA class .. i dun remember much.. but i was supposed to be at my java class at about 8:15am.. but at about 8:40 i woke up.... n i cudnt feel a thing.. i was in an auto rikshaw in front of bhopal fracture hospital.. :/ some angels got me there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i dunno.. it was a strange experience.. it was like i just got up.. and instead of looking at the celing of my room.. i saw an auto rikshaw..a guy got me to that place..i asked him.. what am i doing here.. and there came an answer.. " U CRASHED INTO A BUS.. HEAD ON.. " :/ well .. nidhi isint all that weak.. i said.. im fine.. wheres my bag... n wheres my kinetic.. he said.. the kinetic got under the bus.. n u cant drive.. nither can u go to ur class.. ur not ok.. huh !! wow !! i thought i was ok.. i said but how did it happen?? one of em said.. u were under the bus.. GOD has saved u.. if u have a look at ur vehicle.. ull know that !! :\ .. well there came a stretcher.. to take me into the hospital.. but nidhi said she is fine... n she walked her way into the hospital.. huh !! reached in there and collapsed into the emergency room bed :( .. i guess it was the spirit that the nurse was applying on my wounds.. that got me back into senses.. "ouch ouch ouch !!! plz dilute it.." :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then there came a doctor.. (i knew him.. coz he took care of my grand ma sometime bak) i wwas like.. doctor.. im fine.. he said.. yeah ur fine.. and the following was funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D--&gt; doctor M--&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: whats ur name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: i dun have a memory loss.. in fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: whats ur name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: im nidhi.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: whats ur fathers name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: R.K ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: where do u stay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: blah blah blah .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: whats ur age..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: y do u need all this for.. dun call my home.. my mom isint well ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: yeah .. gimmy ur fathers number then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: wail.. wheres my cell..?? ill call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: ill call him u gimmy the number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: huh !! i know how to operate my cell.. im callin him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(called dad.. pa im here at bhopl fracture.. aap yaha aa jao plz.. i have a small injury..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: ok .. tell me about ur self..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: u think im not in my sences kyaaa??? im fine.. i know who i yam.. ok.. plz just stop it.. i gotta go bak home.. WHERES MY VEHICLEEEEE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: (checkin my knee joint.. then my ankel.. then my collar bone..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: me.. yellin ..shouting..at the top of my voice.. so loud that the whole india wud have heard me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: okok .. see stop acting funny.. u have a fracture i guess.. n look at this swollen head.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: how did this happen??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: u have a temperoray loss of memory.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: WHAT?? U CALL HAVIN A FRACTURE A LOSS OF MEMORY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;D: do u remember how that bus hit u??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;M: :\ noo.. i dun believe a bus hits me n im fine ??? !!! huh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well i was really shouting on that poor doctor.. i really thought i was fine.. fir i was taken to the XRAY room.. had my cat scan done.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my dad arrived... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;n the reports were out in some time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no clotting in my head.. i mean inside skull.. but my head is swollen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the clotting must b outside the skull...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my collar bone .. n a bone behind it.. i duno whaat bone it is.. both hav a hair line fracture.. n some ligarnments missing :/ ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my knee n my arms r wounded..(ne body knows some gud ointments that removes scars?? coz ths is gonna leave a lot of em.. hehe.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well .. i cudnt move w/o my fatthers help.. after all this... i thought that i had a broken backbone.. n my attitude changed from.. "u bloody doctor" to.. " doctor .. ur an angel" huh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;maan.. jab bura waqt aata hai to .. sab kuch ek saath galat ho jata hai :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i wont b able to giv my mid sems :( .. i hope teachers will understand it :/ .. i cat sit for long.. a broken collar bone !! rite now im semi sitting.. semi lying.. on this cussioned chair :/ hell !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so ill hav to giv my midsems after diwali vications.. (near CAT) maaan !!! sab kuch galat ho raha hai... sab kuch :( ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mom isint well n now look at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my hav crashed into a BUS.. A SCHOOL BUS ON TOP OF THAT.. my left side is numb.. i cant get up.. w/o ne one help if im lying down.. nither can i liedown w/o dads help... huh !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;who ever saw the accident .. came to see me.. lot of em.. n all they had to say was.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;duaao ne bacha lia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;she was under the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no body survives such an accident..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well i m so unfortunate.. i missd such an intresting scene of my life...ME COLLIDING WITH A BUS.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;neways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;im ALIVE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;shud i be happy .. or shud i b sad.. ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;now there r so many long years that ill hav to liv again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;neways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my collar bone ill take some 4-6 weeks to recovere.. loooong time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my midsems will hav to wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;CAT.. i duo what will happen there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;some happy news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-&gt;IM ALIVE... IM ALIVE.. IM ALIVE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-&gt;IM NOT HURT .. AT ALL .. IF U COMPARE MY INJURIES WITH THE MAGNITUDE OF THE ACCIDENT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-&gt;7th SEM DATE SHEET IS OUT.. 3-5 DAYS GAP B/W EACH PAPER.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-&gt;XAT ME NO GK SECTION NOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;THANKX TO EVERY ONE WHO CALLED ME up.. TO ASK ABOUT MY HEALTH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;THANKX TO THE ONES WHO VISITED ME :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;n thankx to the ones who thought i was joking :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then neetie..THANKX.. for the way u shouted on my blog :) .. its gud to know that ppl on internet also care.. n thankx for ur call :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(capss off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i hav got bak home... but the discharge reports say... " AGAINST MEDICAL RULES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MAAN !! im bak.. just got bak.. 3 hrs bak i guess.. n here i am.. chalo let me leave ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;parting note that explains y im alive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WE DONT BELIEVE IN MIRACLES.. WE DEPEND UPON THEM !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;its not the first time that i hav met with an accident.. n every time i get out of it.. isint it a MIRACLE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-113038215308909641?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/113038215308909641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=113038215308909641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113038215308909641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/113038215308909641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/loong-post-yeah-ive-met-with-accident.html' title='LOONG POST.. YEAH !!! IVE MET WITH AN ACCIDENT.. N HERES WHAT HAPPENED !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112977560007723531</id><published>2005-10-19T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:40:16.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPEECHLESS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/3c76a25f95668576.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/3c76a25f95668576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. hii blog..&lt;br /&gt;how r u?&lt;br /&gt;u know??&lt;br /&gt;its been a reallllly long week for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen so much BAD happenig around me.. in 21 years .. that i have spent on earth... else i wasnt suchaa cry baby !! :D :) :/ .. may b its now that i have started realizing.. the basic truths of life.. thruths that never touched me... what eva u call it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom was admitted in the Hospital.. for her heart problem.. she isint well at all.. she is home now.. but .. now i have to take gud care of her.. have to cook :/ some thing that i dun like much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dadi ji will get operated in a few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;navendu.. one of my closest frn.. lost her dad yest :( .. heart attack.. well he was doin fine.. but life.. it gives u shocks when ur unguarded.. :\ ... it was really difficult to control her.. and her mom.. she wasnt in her sences.. i know uncle loved navendu the most.. and losing some body who loves u the most and whom u love the most. is the worst experience one can go thru.. y islife so unpredictable.. when u think every thing is at its place.. God shakes it all .. huh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a realllllly bad year.. :\ ..&lt;br /&gt;from hell i guess...&lt;br /&gt;another frn of mine.. apporv lost his dad this year.. heart fail.. :/ .. heart is the worst organ that God has gifted us with.. no heart no cry !!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then piyush.. another friend of mine.... he committed a sucide.. he jumped off the roof of platimum plaza.. (those livin in bhopal.. know what im takin abt.. jumpin off the room of that building :( ... ) he was in MANIT .. had every thing.. whats more painful is.. no body knows y he did that !! not even his parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom got admitted 3-4 times this very year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent cried at all.. i feel like cryin.. n i hate this thing.. i pour my heart here.. thank God i have a blog.. else a person like me.. whos sencitive about most of the things..and only pretends that nothing moves her.. huh .. newayz.. if i cry .. my brother will cry.. and that wont make my mom feel good.. so .. ill b strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope no more tears will sorround me .. plz God .. bless navendu.. apoorv .. piyush.. n me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo newayz.. hope the last 2.5 months bring some light with them ! but with CAT around the corner.. i dun think i will find something happy 2 months down the line....newayz.. i will b strong and positive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i g2g.. midsems r around ther corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parting note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;People are ment to be loved.. and Things are ment to me used..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Theres so much chaos in the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bcoz People are being used and Things are being loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;THINK ABOUT IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will get back to bloggin soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-112977560007723531?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112977560007723531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112977560007723531&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112977560007723531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112977560007723531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/speechless.html' title='SPEECHLESS...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112943414249703504</id><published>2005-10-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:01:29.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL LIKE... GOD !!</title><content type='html'>HEY ALL !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?? its 7:05 am.. n im sittin here in fon of my pc.. just gotback from CL center.. i reached there at 6:30 for the mock.. but the 7am slot was cancelled :/ .. ill have to go there again at 99:30 now :D ... but i still fell like GOD !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i downloaded the bajaj avenger's commercial a few days back.. n in last 15 mins i played it 15 times... maaan !! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;MOOOOM I WANT A BIKE&lt;/span&gt; !!.. than bike rocks.. !! the commercial came out 2 months back i guess.. .. n im sure u all must have seen it.. but i suggest download it !! from &lt;a href="http://www.bajajauto.com/avenger/index.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ..just click on goodies on the left hand top of the page.. and click on TV commercial .. download it.. or go for the streaming mode.. :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed my wish list.. nope.. not honda city( yesh i like it.. merc will have to wait ;) ).. now i want bike.. and a cruiser on that !! hehe ! ;) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ad is one of the best advtn that bajaj has come up with !! i like all the ads aming at atitude.. like the Tata Safari Dicor ad.. with the tagline "Reclaim your life". and then that Santros new ad.. with pahla nasha playin in the background.. but this bajaj ad rocks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hooodibaba..bajaj pulser "definately male" ad they have come again with another mind blowing piece to hit the right section of the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajaj stands out when it comes to ad making.. have u noticed one thing.. u will never find bajaj giving out reasons y one shud buy their products.. like.. average.. milage n all.. they'll never tell u about what their product has.. that ne other brand dosent.. their ad's r made for the target segments.. and the ppl.. with a similar attitude in the crowd.. as that of the ad.. will definately get enuff reasons to pick the bike and give it a spin.. !! they do it all with their "attitude" oriented ad's.. another example?? bajaj wave .. bajaj sprit.. the list goes on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ad has been shot is a place like.. leh laddakh.. or may b nepal.. :P mountains all around.. the electric guitar plays.. in the background.. maan the music is rocking gud !! and then there comes a macho guy.. on the bike !! huh ! whos that guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this avenger ad says..&lt;br /&gt;*flash back.. B/W he remembers his father slapped him .. *&lt;br /&gt;he touches his cheek and says..&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE MY FATHER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flash back.. B/W women in white gown gettin married..*&lt;br /&gt;he looks t his ring finger..&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flash back B/W .. his boss throwin files n ppers at him.. *&lt;br /&gt;he .. movin back in defence.&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE MY BOSS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he passes over a pothole in the middle of the road..*&lt;br /&gt;he says..&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE THE GOVERNMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flash back.. B/W .. barber giving him a shave..*&lt;br /&gt;he licks the scar he left of his face..n says.. (i like thhis scene :P )&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE MY BARBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he passes by a guy tryin to kick his bick to start it.. *&lt;br /&gt;he says..&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE MY PAST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* while passing the roads surounded by mountains.. gives u a feel like ur on a cruiser in TAXAS or something.. *&lt;br /&gt;he says&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE EM ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the passes some kanchi's workin in the feild..*&lt;br /&gt;he looks up and says...&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE...&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE GOD !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow 60seconds over and u wanna see it again !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey some body gimmy a review on this bike !! i wanna own it .. :D .. silly me.. an ad can impress me hehe !! but this add is gud !! real gud !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo im off for now.. one 90 mins k baad CL .. mock !! let me come back to the real world !!tata world.. im scrweing my sunday.. u guys have fun !! sunday .. funday !! huh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata :)&lt;br /&gt;miss me&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112943414249703504?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112943414249703504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112943414249703504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112943414249703504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112943414249703504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-feel-like-god.html' title='I FEEL LIKE... GOD !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112921708927000260</id><published>2005-10-13T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:55:01.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DADIII ... KAHANI SUNAAO NAA :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hi blog .. hru??&lt;br /&gt;im gud.. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;but u know?? my grand ma .. dadi ji .. sisnt well.. day before yest she had fever.. and yest she fell off twice.. .. she is 89 years old.. so she isint well at all.. doctor said that she might not live for more than one week :/ .. call all ur relatives n all.. i was with her yest and today .. :/ par vo to weak hain bus.. itni buri condition to nahi lag ri.. mad doctor !!! :( .. i know nothing can happen to her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/dadi_maa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thats my mom on the left and dadi ji on the right ;) saas bahu :P.. dono pareshaan lag rahi hain :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i helped her eat her food.. change her clothes.. clean her bed n all.. im with her since last 2 days.. :\ .. al most.. maan !! i dun wanna loose her !! im the only girl child my family has.. only girl so i have been pampered like ne thing.. and my dadi pampered me the most.. i have spent most of my childhood with her.. in her room.. making all the drawing n craft things in her room ..when i was a kid.. once i made her dance with me.. ball dance.. and she fell off.. and a second later i was also on the floor !! i have spent so many mornings in the ground near my old house .. where my tau ji and all along with my dadi live.. me dadi and ankit used to feed the ants with wheat flour .. :) and she used to tell us stories... :) and evenings in the temple nearby :).. she used to sing bhajans.. n ankit n i.. we used to play in the ground :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember.. when i was a kid.. ( a notorious kid ; ) ) ... we had a joint family.. all of the 11 members used to sit in fornt of the tv in the living room.. and watch mahabharat on sunday mornings... i was sittin between dadi n mom on the sofa.. mom was asking me to eat some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;mom said.. gudia open ur mouth .. ur eating or not..&lt;br /&gt;i said.. no mom .. i wont open..&lt;br /&gt;mom said .. gudia.. open.. or ill give u a tight slap..&lt;br /&gt;me.. noo i wont open.. noo mummyy...&lt;br /&gt;mom said.. gudia.. ur gettin on my nerves.. open or else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom ne haath uthaya... mujhe padhne hi wala thaa .. ki.. mai jhuk gai..&lt;br /&gt;and gues what?? slap pada dadi ko.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dadi was like.. sarita(mom) what did u do??? ye gudiaa bhi naaa !! and then mom n dadi both slapped me :/ hehe .. but that was fun !! i dunno.. how n y i did tht.. but that was a scene.. maan !! my mom slapped her mother in law.. in front of the whole family :)) .. ok that was by mistake :D .. galti ho gai ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was one time.. during the 1992 riots... schools were off.. work places were closed.. me my chacha ji .. ankit .. n sachin.. we were playin cricket.. and the ball reached our neighbours terrace.. now i was the only girl.. and all the others were guys.. n adventure is the most imp part of their lives.. we all decided to climb the 6 feet tall wall.. and then climb neighbours tarrace.. well.. we did that.. mission accomplished.. but while gettin down.. i lost balance.. and fell off.. ok ok i was.. 8years old i guess.. i dunno.. i fell off the wall.. into the shrubs that my dadi had planted... back ache.. my dadi .. took care of me.. ointments.. hot water bags.. heaters.. :) she took care of me all night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when i left that house.. and came to this one.. she made it a point to call me.. i have videos of her.. learning how to operate a cell phone.. :D ..there was one time..when i gave her my cell so that she cud talk to bua ji. when i got back to her.. i saw her trying to talk to bua ji.. with the mouth piece of the cell phone on her ear.. and speaker on her mouth.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she only knows how to read n write in hindi.. but when my dad was abroad (he was in merchant navy for 7 years) she learnt how to write his address and all in english alphabets herself.. so that dadaji wont have to do that for her every time :) .. my dad has kept all those envelops .. i have seen the way she wrote it.. like a kinder garden kid wrote the address :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her :)&lt;br /&gt;and her leaving me will hurt me :/ .. u know.. she is just 4'8'' hehe .. n my dada ji was 6'1'' what a pair !! ;)) standing beside her.. made me feel sooo gr8 :D .. i mean.. she is 7'' shorter than me.. :D .. but its been ages.. i dun remember when was the last time i felt so gr8.. she has been using walker.. and has been almost bed ridden since last 2 years i guess .. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ewayz.. last sunday unhone mere sir ki tel malish champi ki.. she was scolding me.. .. coz i had not put oil since like eternity.. :D .. and coz she thought i got my hair coloured :P .. she even gave me her chain n pendant a few days back..she got some bank account transfered on my and sachins name.. i dunno y she is doing all this.. i dun want all this.. and she keeps tellin me .. to take care of her .. and my parents .. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today she was getting bored.. so i asked her to tell me some stories.. she had a problem even trying to recollect the rabbit and tortoise story.. but she tried to recollect em all. and recited em to me.. :) she recited some stories of radha-krishna ... shiv-parvati.. ganapati ji.. n sai baba .. i loved it.. :) that made her smile.. n thats all i wanted to see.. my dadi ji smiling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill go there tomm :) if that makes her happy :) there r some things in life more important than.. studies.. money time ..i might not spound practical to max human population.. but at the end of the day .. this is all tat matters.. she is the person who did soo much n brought my father up.... she was there around me.. from the day i was born till today :) .. n if the doctors say its her last week ..( i know they r wrong) ill do my best to make these days worth while.. :) i hope she gets well soon..i know she will...in such an age the treatment is more phycological than medical.. if the person loses hope.. he/she loses life.. simple as that.. if she smiles.. she will get fine.. i know that.. n i hope that im right :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe.. dadi .. abhi to aap mere baccho .. k baccho k baccho ko dekhogi :D .. dun worry. tension lena ka nahi dene kaa....&lt;br /&gt;love ya..&lt;br /&gt;miss me blog...&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-112921708927000260?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112921708927000260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112921708927000260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112921708927000260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112921708927000260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/dadiii-kahani-sunaao-naa.html' title='DADIII ... KAHANI SUNAAO NAA :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112909130772504981</id><published>2005-10-11T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T06:48:35.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE... Goes on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hii blog.. how r u doing??&lt;br /&gt;im sorry .. the internet conn had some problem .. so i couldnt b around.. n u know how the labs at college hate blogger.com right?? 'so here i m.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aur batao hows life? pl come to visit u .. or not?? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pata hai kyaa?? my attendance is short at college.. infact .. sabhi ki short hai.. but ubtill i attend the classes till 25th they wont submit my form.. yep form submission for exams ends on 15 this month.. and the late forms will b accepted till 25th : .. well that means ill havta attend college till 25th.. religiously :( .. sad naa .. newayz.. i was there t college on friday.. nd as usual Samuel Thomas's classes mesmerized me... but this time.. it was me who was grilled.. y ?? well there were jut 10 students in the class.. and i dunno how out of o mny un known faces(to him) he knew that i was placed.. and then a few recruited students were called out and drilled.. maaan ! the board had 15 odd topics written on it.. and i had to give a presentation .. on ... "LIFE" .. huh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was sittin there.. counting.. the #of topics or points that need to b included ..n kinda grinning..(thinkin jisko bulaya .. uski to lagi) and next.. the first one to b called in front was me.. what am i supposed to do now??? (grin.. even more.. hehe) newayz.. here goes the presentation.. i dunnno if presentation is the apt word .. he used the word .. movie. lol.. movie of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he conversation.. presentation was long.. so i decided to write the feed back first and then the conversation.. which most of u wont read... and feed back is the most imp part of the conversation !!&lt;br /&gt;ok.. first..&lt;br /&gt;amrita.. sir i think her graph is moving up.. she is not what she used to be.. she is in a phase of transition.. towards a better nidhi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khushboo n neha.. a lot needs to b done.. i think she shud work on her facial expressions..&lt;br /&gt;(me thinking.. these 2 also need to work upon a lot of things aswell.. sometimes i think y ppl think other r bad n they r gud.. no ..seriously ppl do think like that.. no hard feelings neha n kubu.. i told u what i felt ... rite :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: yess u shud work upon tht.. ur facial expressions.. u some times make helpless faces.. u shudnt do that..( lol.. i know.. when u put such vague questns im ought to make such faces.. n i made em in my class.. i dun do tht in formal presentations.. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: i think u r from a very gud family .. gud family bckground ..(me happy n grinning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh ji:&lt;br /&gt;1. ur very practical..(huh ! ask me !! )&lt;br /&gt;2.ur very spontaneous about some aspects about ur life and u have a vague idea about a few .. (well yeah .. )&lt;br /&gt;3. u need to b practical about what ull b 5 years from now.. (how am i supposed to know that.. meri kundali galat bani hai be.. :P .. if only i knew ki tum log feed back form bharoge :P )&lt;br /&gt;4. for u life has just moved on.. livin it like u used to.. no change post campus (yep .. plz go bk to the title of this filthy long post )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir:&lt;br /&gt;1. work upon ur facial expns (point taken)&lt;br /&gt;2. ur gud afa ur commn skills r concerned .. but atimes u giv abrupt stops.. and switch over to next statement( if only i knew that this was supposed to b a formal presentation i took it as a joke.. life needs to b takn more seriously..)&lt;br /&gt;3. u a times contradict urself.. ( ok ok ok ok i do i do i do )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaaan !! u guys reallly grilled me !!!&lt;br /&gt;what was that?? a mock.. hr interview.. where u guys found all the reasons to mock me ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well chalo i g2g.. cat is rite in front of me.. and so r BE sem exams.. cat prep has kinda taken the back seat.. : /.. and it shows in my mock marks.. sick.. real sick !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ill have to join.. hcl now.. no other choice left.. i havta b at a gud collge .. or no MBA for me !! i have read the old posts of many IIM crackers.. n im nowhere !! seriously no wher.. its about the D-Day now.. either i do it there.. or i dun do it at all.. finish !! i have filled.. iift :/ snap .. n jmet.. still thinkin about xat.. my mock scores tell me to fill the form some times.. and atimes they push me .. to forget about it.. im confused.. if consistancy is the name of the game.. some body teach me the rules again !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;may b next year .. ill post from noida.. or delhi.. newayz.. delhi is not a bad idea either :P .. all my cusions there.. friends there.. willl b fun.. but thn mba .. :&lt;br /&gt;I was a lil depressed a few days back.. some body told me.. some ppl get some things early. And others have to kill themselves to achieve the same thing.. being at a pvt coll u got a job so easily.. and 80% r still workin hard to get it.. some things r decided.. well it does gives me some refief.. but.. I dun believe in all this .. :( if im workin . I shud get the output.. n if im not.. thers some problem with my approach !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;...........................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i choose to start with success..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well for me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; is attaining what i have or had aimed for.. in time.. its achieving my goals.. and my basic goal in life is to see my ma n dad happy and proud of me.. :) . so success for me is achieving my goals.. and that shud make my parents happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: queries please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is a campus orientation class o realted questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh: was gettin thru hcl a success ..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: that wasnt my goal .. so i wudnt describe it as success.. i went there with no expectations.. infact we all went there for the heck of it.. and we know the way hcl recruited 5 students in 5000 last year.. si i had no hopes.. n t that time .. job wasnt on my mind.. pg was on my mind.. it did mke my parents happy.. but as i said fulfilling my "goals" .. goals that wud make my parents happy is success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ne more queries ??ok no queries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: switching over to the next point.. let me discuss what "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;" is..&lt;br /&gt;well life is totally unpredictable.. u decide some thing .. and it shows u something else.. so for me.. life is a journey.. where in u try doing what u want.. what u like.. what u desire.. but the out put totally depends on life.. u never know.. may b when ur almosr there.. almost reached the final point.. it makes u change ur track.. so u have ta accept what it shows u .. or else b ready to b left out.. left behind.. so basically.. life.. is about giving ur best.. and forgetting about the results.. accepting what eva comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ne queries.. no queries .. gud ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: coming down to.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;TIT,B&lt;/span&gt;.. gud or bad..&lt;br /&gt;me: well i find TITB to b one of the best instis ..n its gettin better ..well i think this insti has been very strict.. it tried to screw all our after college dreams.. but still what i have seen is.. its only when u push ur self.. to the max that u realize ur potential.. n ur abilities.. its only then that u increase ur efficiency ... so now if nidhi cn work .. enjoy.. and still manage to do her extra co activities ;) etc etc blah blah.. she has definitely improved herself.. coz earlier she used to sleep all day and work for 2 hrs.. all credits to TITBs strict rules.. and teacher.. :D&lt;br /&gt;(no queries again :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: gettin down to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;BE experience&lt;/span&gt; .. gud or bad..&lt;br /&gt;well gud.. learned so many gud things..&lt;br /&gt;sir: in one word&lt;br /&gt;me: wanted to say .. fast.. or quick.. coz it moved lik tht.. zooom .. and 4 years over.. what is left is a better nidhi.. than what she used to me.. but the word that came out of my mouth was.." mind blowing" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: vague answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: now let move to.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;POST CAMPUS&lt;/span&gt; Exp.&lt;br /&gt;well i dunno.. i went to hcl recruitment drive with no objective .. n no goal.. so i dun find it so exciting ... that i got thru hcl.. yep its a security .. but gettin thru CAT will still b my goal.. im tryin to crack it.. n thats all i cn do..&lt;br /&gt;(no questions again.. my dumb class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok then let me talk about... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FEAR&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(after a pause) i dun think im scared of nething.. i mean.. i like accepting things as they come... i try to b positive most of the times... and try to see the positive part of things.. so im not scared of ne thing.. i try to living real time rather than compile time.. so i accept what eva result comes.. no fear for me . ne questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh: ur not scared of results.. ur BE percentage?? u din feel the fear of being rejected by hcl before the results wre announced???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: nahi.. the results used to scare me.. move me.. earlier.. BE has made me super cool about such things.. no fear at all. first sem.. i used to give a damn to every damn assignment every damn credit.. now.. i know its gonna fall in the right place any way.. may b i have taken the management for granted but.. i dun fear results ne more.. and about hcl.. well.. i was sleeping when they announced the final result.. and 3 hrs later i woke up and called deep and he told me .. tht i n amrita made it ... i was sleeping.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;.. well im positive.. as i said.. earlier.. yep .. if I hve taken some thing emotionally.. it does makes me wanna cry .. but i have learnt to accept what eva comes.. so i might feel down and out for aday or 2.. but then thats human.. then again i get back to the positive nidhi.. i take things with dual purpose.. learning.. and achieving.. if i dun achieve i learn.. y feel bad when u have nothing to loose? (hr gyaan :P )&lt;br /&gt;(no questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;stage fear&lt;/span&gt;.. i dunoo.. i think i dun have ne. i have been participating in a lotaa stage activities right from my childhood.. plays extempores.. debates.. no more fear now.. u gimmy a place to jabber.. ill do that endlessly .. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;communication skills&lt;/span&gt;.. well i can talk the way i shud.. i think im gud at it.. or no wait.. may b i need to work a lil more.. i dunno.. u guys gimmy a feedback on this..ne comments..&lt;br /&gt;lol .. no comments.. :D ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: now .. whats left.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;well it used to influence me earlier.. i din have gud percentage in 12th .. so i used to think what if i dun get a job coz of it.. but then God gave me a job.. n now theres a big change in my attitude.. i still think about big bucks.. but most of the times i think about a career.. that wud gimmy satisfaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: u contradict urself.. u said u dun think about money.. n noww ur sayin u sometimes think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: is it??well see the thing is simple..i never wanted to depend on ne body for money.. wanted to b independent.. so until i had a job i had to think about money.. and before hcl happened .. i had never thought that ill get a job in BE.. pvt label u see.. so .. money was a problem ... atlest untill i gt my pg degree.. so i used to think about it.. and i still am considering the idea of pg.. so money thing will come up in and out.. but its no more a priority..&lt;br /&gt;(did i make sense .. huh !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok now.. "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;first day at job&lt;/span&gt;" .. well id tell my boss tht im willing to work on some thing thats challenging... that will help me utilize my abilities and explore the hidden qualities... (he he thats the most common objective line in ne undergraduate resume ;) )&lt;br /&gt;no queries :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: okie.. now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;.. well i think they r the most important part of my life.. i am what i am coz of them.. i consider their decision in evr decision that i take.. every goal tht i set includes the impact it will have on them.. and the positive n negative aspect of it.. i can do ne thing for them.. they r the reason y i am living in this big bad world.. the only reason may b..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh: will u leave ur job if needed for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yess i will ..i wont mind.. there r things in life more important than earning money.. i cnt live away from them.. so if they want i can even leave my job for them.. nothing comes above my parents happiness .. whats a job ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: coming down to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;charity.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;well i dunno if u all will believe it or not.. but i hav been an active member of many organizations .. atleast when i was in school.. din find ne such thing in college.. but post college.. the moment i start earning.. ill get down to this work .. i wanna work or women upliftment.. and for the welfare of children..ill donate a part of my salary for this purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir: thats nice nidhi.. clap for her students.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok now .. were will u b &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5 years from now&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;well i took this questn lightly.. coz i was all drained out.. i said vaguely.. i wanna b ceo.. or hr of some big firm :D .. and i giggled.. and my class giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh: thts not practical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah i know.. but seriously i wanna c myself there.. i said i "want to" if i dun.. ill b there in say +5 more years.. but ill there... (was tryin to support what i said) well im nt satisfied with the "PRIVATE" label of TITB.. if i get into some gud college .. n do my management there.. im sure i can achieve my goal.. yep if not in 5 years.. may b a few more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santosh: ur contradicting.. u said ur happy with the college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yep but ..these r 2 aspects .. im happy with the quality.. but im nt happy with the label.. a question can have more than one answers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. thts it i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir .. gud nidhi.. stand in the center of the stage.. ull get a feed back now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;WHAT I WAS TALKIN SO VAGUELY .. I DIN KNO THAT U GUYS WRE PREPARING SOME FEED BACK FOR ME aailaah !!&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/12167743-112909130772504981?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112909130772504981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112909130772504981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112909130772504981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112909130772504981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-goes-on.html' title='LIFE... Goes on...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112845940783680274</id><published>2005-10-04T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:26:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is Enough is Enough !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is what happened to a 15 years old girl at lucknow.. naina.. 5'7'' .. very fair.. brown haired.. smart and cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came out of her house.. and was on her way to the school.. and at the school gate.. an old women reached her.. she asked naina..'whats the time by ur watch??' .. naina replied 'its 8am'.. and then she asked her again.. 'beta.. come again.. whats the time by ur watch??' .. naina patiently replied back.. '8am'.. then the old lady thanked her.. and while leaving.. she touched naina's hands saying .. 'thanks beta.. ur suchaa nice girl..' the moment she did that.. naina felt a sting in her right hands first finger.. and she almost lost her sences.. thats all she remembers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking about my sister.. my cusion there at lucknow.. :(&lt;br /&gt;i just had a talk with her on phone : .. she isint well at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that lady injected some drug .. and naina.. she cudnt feel nething..&lt;br /&gt;but her luck.. while that lady was taking half concious.. almost hypnotized naina from the school to where ever she wanted to take her.. naina realized.. that she wasnt in her sences.. she realized that it wasnt something usual that was happening to her.. and she in panik started crying out loud... one of her class mate who was getting out of her bus.. saw naina crying.. and approached her.. while she was busy attending naina.. that lady vanished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naina sat in the class the whole day.. Numb.. she cudnt understand any thing.. her right hand.. almost dead.. and to top it.. she cudnt understand any thing.. slow reflexes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now naina had no idea.. what was wrong with her.. Obviously.. that 15 years old kid.. din know that telling time to an old lady can b injurious to health ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whe got back home at 3pm&lt;br /&gt;and collapsed.. fainted.. mom n dad took her to the doctor.. and the doctor treated her.. he said that she was poisoned.. well .. now every body was clue less.. no one knew .. or cud have imagined the reason.. naina was unconscious for 5 days.. 5 days.. thats 120 hrs.. after 5 days when she woke up.. she had lost 10 kg weight.. was dark.. sunken eyes.. atleast she was alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no body even now realised that she had a blue spot on her first finger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now while this was going on at lucknow.. her elder sis (umang.. my cusion) n jiju at delhi..called her n asked naina if she was pricked .. by something.. and she tried to recollect what had happened that day.. and then the doctor studied the drug n all.. and said .. its a drug that if consumed in a large amount leads to unconsciousness and then the person recovers by some other drug that does the reverse effect(this is how..naina.. a non medical student described it to me).. ne wayz.. i cud talk to her.. and i wud do nething for that.. she is one of the people who loves me soo much.. i wud have died if.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. some body tried to kidnap her.. and well.. hmm frankly speaking ... lucknow is popular for such kidnaps.. the gud looking girls r kidnapped and then .. well.. they sell em.. yep the rite word is 'sell' .. i dunno y it happened to naina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a month back.. same school some thing like this happened .. when a girl was pricked and when that girl came back into senses she realized she was in a train.. she kinda shouted out .. exclaimed .. that she wasnt supposed to be here.. she was supposed to be at her school.. and the ppl near her told her that she was brought by the lady sitting next to her.. and by the time she cud tell the ppl around her that lady vanished.. and later JUMPED OFF THE TARIN.. huh .. *&amp;^%** !!newayz.. that train was 4hrs away from lucknow.. the police took her back to her parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now just imagine.. the trauma naina went thru.. being kidnapped.. well almost.. she is scared .. she cannot move out of her house alone again.. :( .. her parents have 3 daughters.. 1 married.. and 2 unmarried... mausi ji.. is so worried.. she cannot escort both the daughters naa...nither can she afford body gaurds :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz..&lt;br /&gt;i have been reading so many cases in papers.. watching so many victims on tv.. but i never thought that this could happen to me.. i mean.. it almost happened to me.. even my goose bumps are having goose bumps. thats my sis ur talking about !! my sis.. MY SIS !! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no bodys safe here.. whats wrong with the worldd??? y r girls going through all this??women being abused.. at work places .. at homes.. at schools.. at colleges.. in the buses.. in local trains.. every where !! y?? women being abducted.. raped.. and what not.. every body here has been abused.. weather its with thru Eve teasing.. abusive words.. or more than just words.. touch by strangers : .. who knows whos gonna be the sext victim.. i never thought that this cud happen to my own sister.. thank god she is alright.. maan !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y are we going through this?? its time.. enough !! we haveta go against all this.. !!enough of supporting the organization.. applauding the ppl who'r working for the women upliftment n all.. its time to get up and work against such evils in the society !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do we ppl talk about?? men n women .. equal status n all.. here ur talking about a women tryin to kidnap another women .. and prolly selling her later .. when a women cant respect another women.. how will u uplift the women status in the society ..??such incidences happened but never near me.. i never saw it so closly.. but in todays world.. no girl is secure.. talking bout that women.. well ?? today a gilr is not safe with her friends.. her neighbors..her family members.. her boy friend..n atimes even with her father or her brother or even her husband!! what am i talking about?? "WOMEN" ?? its not just about the grown ups any more.. age no bar !! how many times have read in the news paper.. about a 5 years old being brutally raped ?? huh !! oh !! somebody gimmy a licence to kill !! today there r those unfortunate girls who rnt safe with their fathers.. girls who r molested by their own bhaia's.. husbands raping their wives.. !! whats going on in the world !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all around us.. sometimes i wish.. i was a guy.. no problems at all.. after all.. who likes being touched by a guy in a city bus?? who likes listening offensive remaks?? who likes receiving calls from some crazy guy.. at some odd time.. and when u say NO .. u can hear all the obscene words under the blue sky !! ... but as HE decided it all.. im a girl.. i will work against all this.. it wont happen to u again Naina .. im there .. :) u enjoy urr life :) Im there !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today this this happened to my sister.. tomm it can happen to me.. to any one..i know i cant enlighten the lost souls of lost of guys.. but plz.. if ur reading this.. n if u have ever abused a girl.. in any way.. plz.. stop it... imagine how wud u react if this happens to ur sis ... ur wife.. ur girl friend.. ur mom.. ur daughter.. i dunt understand .. i think guys r born like that.. heart less.. all they know .. is how to b brutal to less powerful creatures .. : .. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need a change in the society.. otherwise how can u expect ur daughters to be next kalpana chawla?? im sure most of the parests wont send them abroad. coz aaj akl ka zamana theek nahi hai.. akele ladki to us kaise bhej deen.. but zamana aap k ladko ne hi kharaab kar k rakhna hai !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye ...&lt;br /&gt;i hope naina gets out of the trauma the she been thru..&lt;br /&gt;may godbless her..&lt;br /&gt;lotsaa love to u sis .. ill b there in some time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye ppl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;its 2:40am gnite :)&lt;br /&gt;take care..esp girls ;) :)&lt;br /&gt;miss me ppl&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&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/12167743-112845940783680274?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112845940783680274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112845940783680274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112845940783680274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112845940783680274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/10/enough-is-enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is Enough is Enough !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112809535891886425</id><published>2005-09-29T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:04:07.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME AFTER TIME.. Cyndi Lauper ..</title><content type='html'>The blog now plays the tune of the song... TIME AFTER TIME.. by Cyndi Lauper .. this song was sung by her in early 80ts .. '83 or '84 .. one of the best songs i have eva heard.. :) i just love it .. it has been remixed many times..  i like  oxygen remix the most :) .. will do a ball dance with my 'someone somewhere'(if any) some day .. yeah i know its nt a ball dance kinda song.. fast ball dance.. have u eva heard abt that?? now introducing .. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i wish i cud get the song here.. but cudnt get ne raaga.com for english songs.. plz update me if ne one has ne idea abt the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: She's So Unusual&lt;br /&gt;Date: 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,&lt;br /&gt;And think of you&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in circles confusion -&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;Flashback - warm nights -&lt;br /&gt;Almost left behind&lt;br /&gt;Suitcase of memories,&lt;br /&gt;Time after -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you picture me -&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking too far ahead&lt;br /&gt;You're calling to me, I can't hear&lt;br /&gt;What you've said -&lt;br /&gt;Then you say - go slow -&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind -&lt;br /&gt;The second hand unwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost you can look - and you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall I will catch you - I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my picture fades and darkness has&lt;br /&gt;Turned to gray&lt;br /&gt;Watching through windows - you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;If I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;Secrets stolen from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;The drum beats out of time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said go slow -&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The second hand unwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomm is ankurs bday :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy bday ankur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. abhii tu bahut pitt raha hogaa.. :P Best Of Luck :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy b day to u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy bday to u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;may the gud AGod bless u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;many girl friends to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;many gfs dear kaaali..:P (priyankaa :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy bday toooo yoooou :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres ur cake :) cant call u abhi.. Deep's number is outaa service.. Abhinav's number thaa par abhi cell pe ni mil raha hehe.. i dunno if ur with arpit n all .. ill give u a call tomm morning. .. 6 am ya fir after Java class :D  :P .. kal college ni a raha naa .. treat kaa kyaa boss.. meri attendence rahegi as usual :P chal bbye.. my God bless ya withall the wonderful things that u deserve :)&lt;br /&gt;n thanks for ur friendship :) u know?? u ppl r da best.. i cant explain.. it.. but i havent come across ppl like u..  never eva... i m the luckiest gal on earth :) i have seen what real friendship is.. :) how many ppl around us share the kinda friendship tht we all share??? we can count tht on fingers.. arnt we all lucky :) kal k din will b one of the best .. thats for sure :) ...chal enuff of my senti baateen :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/op_cs_ic_bday_tp_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/op_cs_ic_bday_tp_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;miss me...ppl :)&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112809535891886425?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112809535891886425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112809535891886425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112809535891886425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112809535891886425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-after-time-cyndi-lauper.html' title='TIME AFTER TIME.. Cyndi Lauper ..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112792104059820539</id><published>2005-09-28T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T08:24:00.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never miss first opportunity . .</title><content type='html'>A young man wished to marry the farmer's beautiful daughter. He went tothe farmer to ask his permission. The farmer looked him over and said,"Son, go stand out in that field. I'm going to release three bulls,one at a time. If you can catch the tail of any one of the three bulls, you can marry my daughter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man stood in the pasture awaiting the first bull. The barn door opened and out ran the biggest, meanest-looking bullhe had ever seen. He decided that one of the next bulls had to be a betterchoice than this one, so he ran over to the side and let the bull passthrough the pasture out the back gate. The barn door opened again.Unbelievable. He had never seen anything so big and fierce in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stood pawing the ground, grunting, slinging slobber as it eyed him.Whatever the next bull was like, it had to be a better choice than thisone. He ran to the fence and let the bull pass through the pasture, outthe back gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened a third time. A smile came across hisface. This was the weakest, scrawniest little bull he had ever seen. Thisone was his bull. As the bull came running by, he positioned himself justright and jumped at just the exact moment. He grabbed... but the bull hadno tail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of opportunities. Some will be easy to takeadvantage of, some will be difficult. But once we let them pass (oftenin hopes of something better), those opportunities may never again beavailable. So always grab the first opportunity . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112792104059820539?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112792104059820539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112792104059820539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112792104059820539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112792104059820539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/never-miss-first-opportunity.html' title='Never miss first opportunity . .'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112761409718226692</id><published>2005-09-24T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:58:05.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM HAPPY.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/ceramic_sun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/ceramic_sun.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gmornin.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shud i thank god?? i shud thank theppl around me.. for makin me smile .. laugh.. n makin my life so beautiful.. :) i think the things that make me smile in life... r the ones that make me wanna get up in the morning to see n face a big bad world again.. its the 'HAPPINESS' in these small small things that make me smile and forget about the sadness.. rnt these thethings that i shud thank god for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mom ... n dad n my bro.. rachit... my support.. my first love&lt;br /&gt;- my diaries.. the 'my folder' of my cell phone..my blog.. these r the places where i jot down my thoughts.. my dreams.. - - my feelings :)&lt;br /&gt;- my friends.. i love em all.. for i am what i am.. coz of em..&lt;br /&gt;- music- whats life without it?!&lt;br /&gt;- sweet memories- some things can make u smile.. without ne reason..&lt;br /&gt;- E- 2/74 ankit sachin me rachit n siddharth..&lt;br /&gt;- lucknow.. umng roma nina rachit me n all..&lt;br /&gt;- S.P.. shipra.. rahul bhaia.. nishnt da.. surj chitra navendu.. n all&lt;br /&gt;- 10 n 12th prepration..&lt;br /&gt;- teh n number of hous onthe terrace with u all..&lt;br /&gt;- 9th dec..&lt;br /&gt;- upper lake- u haveta b here..&lt;br /&gt;- walk along a lake at the sunrise..&lt;br /&gt;- moonlit nights..&lt;br /&gt;- the chirping of the birds at the crack of dawn..&lt;br /&gt;- a walk in the rain ...changing hues of the sky...&lt;br /&gt;- emotions,love,blues...&lt;br /&gt;- chocolates n ice- creams!!!&lt;br /&gt;- pogo..&lt;br /&gt;- mr. beans&lt;br /&gt;- my barbie collection..&lt;br /&gt;- laughin out loud .. with my brother..n my mom shouting at us..&lt;br /&gt;- the alchemist!&lt;br /&gt;- hope - that keeps u moving on..&lt;br /&gt;- paani puri!!! n chat..&lt;br /&gt;- children n innosence!!&lt;br /&gt;- n new born baby n the smile..&lt;br /&gt;- endless talks at n near by resturant.. friends forever&lt;br /&gt;- the talks at the dam near my college.. friends forever&lt;br /&gt;- mahvir tekri..&lt;br /&gt;- black- the only colour for me..&lt;br /&gt;- F.R.I.E.N.D.S ..&lt;br /&gt;- dil chahta hai!!!&lt;br /&gt;- digital camera..&lt;br /&gt;- the 3GBS of pictures..pics videos and photographs.&lt;br /&gt;- the pentex camera..&lt;br /&gt;- the n number of albums that mom made for us..&lt;br /&gt;- the gifts and showpieces that decorate this table..&lt;br /&gt;- mom made food..&lt;br /&gt;- my paintings and shadings..&lt;br /&gt;- SMS messages that i cudnt delete for years..&lt;br /&gt;- my computer..&lt;br /&gt;- YM..&lt;br /&gt;- Carmel..&lt;br /&gt;- mridu snigdha n all..&lt;br /&gt;- the farewell.. that saari.. n those photographs..&lt;br /&gt;- autograph diary..&lt;br /&gt;- that box in which i have kept al the memories..&lt;br /&gt;- T.I.T.B&lt;br /&gt;- the airplanes n soap bubbles in the class rooms..&lt;br /&gt;- the paper fights.&lt;br /&gt;- sessionals..&lt;br /&gt;- false medical reports ..&lt;br /&gt;- drafter n scales..&lt;br /&gt;- G.T s&lt;br /&gt;- open book.. or cheating tests..&lt;br /&gt;- my birthdays.. n that of my frnz..&lt;br /&gt;- the terrace and the dam..&lt;br /&gt;- the talks near the canteen.. the trees.. n the winds..&lt;br /&gt;- first valentines wish- n the last .. hehe&lt;br /&gt;- prepration ki raaten..&lt;br /&gt;- the 2 hrs before the exam..&lt;br /&gt;- BE results..&lt;br /&gt;- pehli naukri..&lt;br /&gt;- that energy n enthusiasm!&lt;br /&gt;- feel life , live life!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Canteen ..&lt;br /&gt;- The Virgin tree- as niraj calls it..&lt;br /&gt;- My Country..&lt;br /&gt;- God- he's always there...&lt;br /&gt;- Shirdi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You!!! The list goes on.. :) .. both non-materlistin n materlistic.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;i had a time mock yest ..vo ek aur kahani hai... went fine.. have another mock today (CL) at 10 :D .. abho dekhte hain yaa hota hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after mock i'll n joy .. y?? aaj amrita ka bday hai :D ... gonna hava a lotaaaaaa fun.. :)&lt;br /&gt;chalo happy bday song gati hu .. :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy b day to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy b day to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;may the gud god bless u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;many boy frnz to u :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;happy b day amritaaaaa &gt;:)&lt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy bday toooo yoooo :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/bday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love..&lt;br /&gt;care..&lt;br /&gt;miss me..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi..&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/12167743-112761409718226692?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112761409718226692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112761409718226692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112761409718226692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112761409718226692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-happy.html' title='IM HAPPY.. :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112730777778633826</id><published>2005-09-21T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T06:38:32.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVEN THINGS :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wowo !! it seems kuch number 7 se related day hai aaj.. my blog just crossed 7000 count.. :) .. im finally publishing the '7' things tag.. and today is '7'x3=21st :P ok last one was a pj :D &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;ok.. soo..I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://memory.rediffblogs.com"&gt;neetie...&lt;/a&gt;"my seven things" tag :- :-P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. 18 til' i die ;))&lt;br /&gt;2. Wanna make my parents happy.. wanna do what ever they want me to do.. ans want'ed' me to do :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Be at an IIM.. :D .. or doing my PG in animation will give me same happiness n satisfation :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Playin with my daughter.. (i guess.. every person who followed this tag has mentioned this :D )&lt;br /&gt;5. Marry some one who loves me.. "if u love someone u hav nothing.. if that some one loves u .. u have something.. n if u love that someone .. u have every thing.." :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Chota sa pyaara saa ghar.. where i wanna live with all the ppl who love me... FOREVER!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Well.. a sucessful woman.. a chweet wife.. a super mom.. :D .. a wonderful daughter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven things you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make neone feel special about themselves.. hehe.. ne one.. ne time.. :) i do that very often :D .. its gud to see ppl smile :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Motivate ppl.. ask my frnz.. i can pull u out of ur bed and get u goin.. with just a few words .. hehe .. sau sunar ki ek lohar ki :D ..hehe.. n many times i need ppl Motivating me :D&lt;br /&gt;3. I can make ne one laugh their @** off on my stupid jokes.. :P and on the funny faces that i make :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Remember nething ne time.. i can remember ne conversation.. even the words that were used.. :D .. harddisk memory&lt;br /&gt;5. Speak so fast that the person in front of me can get confused.. hehe .. and this quality has its own advantage.. ask my frnz :D .. though im loosing this thing now : :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Make friends.. easily.. though i have problem with keeping in touch most of the times.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;7. Help ppl i know.. i mean.. if i know that this person needs my help.. dsnt matter if he/she is my frn or not.. i cant stop myself from helpin em.. this habbit has its bad effects too.. when ppl make use of u : .. i have learnt to be indifferent.. but .. i still cant.. &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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven things you say most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ailaaah&lt;br /&gt;2. Abbbey Sunn..&lt;br /&gt;3. Oh teri !!&lt;br /&gt;4. Hardly Matters..&lt;br /&gt;5. Good hai !!&lt;br /&gt;6. Any Ways..&lt;br /&gt;7. buh bye..Miss me :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven things you can't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Shut up ... if theres no one around me.. i sing.. or i talk to myself.. sometimes my father comes into my room to see if theres someone else with me.. n then stares at me like im mad.. when he finds that im sittin in front of my pc and talktin to myself :D :))&lt;br /&gt;2. Trust guys.. i cant do that.. i wonder what will i do with my BF (in case i make) Anu's episode..&lt;br /&gt;3. Lie to my parents.. Ive been honest to em.. all thru out.. i can count the number of times i lied to em.. on my fingures.. .. my parents have been understanding.. i never had to lie to em.. i dun even lie to my frnz.. im close to :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Hurt some one.. if i get angry .. it dsnt last for more than 5 mins.. and most of the times i end up blaming myself.. and end up asyin sorry to the other person :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Walk like a girl.. my gait.. is more like a tom boy :D .. though my friends have changed me.. but u can still see me walk like i used to 2 years back :D&lt;br /&gt;6. I cant keep my room clean for more than 2 days.. :D .. and so my room's clean for 2-3 days and rest of the days its messed up.. untill my mom scolds me on sunday :D (n i cant keep my cupboard clean :D)&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop my self from eating CHALK.. :D .. yeah i cant.. i still do that the moment i get a chalk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Attitude ;)&lt;br /&gt;2. Dressing sence&lt;br /&gt;3. Sence of Humor&lt;br /&gt;4. Respect for women (which guys seriously lack :P )&lt;br /&gt;5. Clean heart&lt;br /&gt;6. Hair cut (that mattes a lot..eg. my brother looks cool.. but his harcur sucks most of the times :D )&lt;br /&gt;7. Language ( the moment some guys open their mouth.. the effect is ruined :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven celebrity crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mathew Perry(Chandler Bing.. F.R.I.E.N.D.S)&lt;br /&gt;2. Vivek Oberio(i dunno.. i like that cute haircut.. the chweet smile..n the way the helped ppl during sunami.. :) )&lt;br /&gt;3. Yuvraj Singh (Don’t know but like him)&lt;br /&gt;4. John Abraham (Hehee How Ur Doin ? ;) )&lt;br /&gt;5. Shahrukh Khan (accept it or not.. this guy is kool :D )&lt;br /&gt;6. Rahul Khanna( i like him as an MTV VJ COOOL dude)&lt;br /&gt;7. Nick Carter.. ( i have been his greatest fan.. i had his pics around me.. when i was a teen.. i even had a site dedicated to him.. backstreet boys huh !! this proves 'i was.. n i still yam' STUPID )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seven people I wanna tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Maaan !! this is a torture.. so ill put down the names of ppl .. who wont follow :D that will save em.. and the virus wont spread :P&lt;br /&gt;1. Seetha (lol ur too busy to follow it.. yahoo 360 :P)&lt;br /&gt;2. Abhinav ( he has already done this thhing :D )&lt;br /&gt;3. Parag (hehe tu southampton me aish maar !! ye sab TP ahi :P )&lt;br /&gt;4. Manish Saluja (i know u wont follow it.. hows IIMC?? )&lt;br /&gt;5. Saikat (u Tagged me .. book virus remember?? ill follow that in 1-2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;6. Rohit Kaul (Book virus comming up soon.. vaise i know u must be too busy to follow)&lt;br /&gt;7. Rohit Jain ( i know u wont follow.. hehe thats y added ur name here :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112730777778633826?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112730777778633826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112730777778633826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112730777778633826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112730777778633826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/seven-things_21.html' title='SEVEN THINGS :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112721163179390262</id><published>2005-09-20T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T03:23:50.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BHOPAL... 'The City Of Lakes'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what do i do when i get a cool Nokia 3230 in my hands??? i take pictures :P&lt;br /&gt;upper lake .. 16th sept 2005 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(044).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28044%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;those ducks there.. r choo chweet :D .. quack quack :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(045).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28045%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt; u need to know how to swim in a lake.. if u wanna sit there.. lol .. BMC has closed the way to that point.. i wonder how couples get there.. its a real romantic spot.. sitting there in the middle of the lake.. hehe.. how about a jack n rose's TITANIC 'im flying' scene theere hehe ;)) theres one even better spot.. on the marine drive .. ne one has seen it?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(051).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28051%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt; well herei was trying to capture .. setting sun and rainfall.. simultaneously .. blur picture .. poor me.. bad picture.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28039%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;was tryin to capture that boat a the back.. they sail it ... makin the use of current of air.. sports n all.. newayz.. what do u call that boat?? Yorkboat .. is it?? sail boat ?? i dunnoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28043%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ne body intrested in Kayaking and Canoeing ?? well national Kayaking and Canoeing festivals have been held here.. its fun to watch ppl form around the world participating in em :D .. though i have only attended such an event once :D .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(052).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28052%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thats my lake.. i clicked this stupid pic while going back .. :) i love upper lake.. i Love BHOPAL :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(054)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28054%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;OK .. lets see .. time for some ...experiment .. nahi.. not so gud.. in fact not gud at all .. :D.. but im sure if .. i wud have clicked this pic with my digi.. it wud have been better..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(048)%20copy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28048%29%20copy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and now a B/W .. or rather black and blue.. version of the same pic?? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Image(048)%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Image%28048%29%20a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;chalo kudha hafis.. salam namaste.. :) will b back with some pictures.. of the lake behind my house.. its another gud hang out place :) .. Shahpura Lake.. they call it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;before leavin allow me to share this cute lil msg .. sent to me by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memories.rediffblogs.com"&gt;neetie..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Your absence should be long enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so that somebody misses you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but it shouldnt be so long.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hat some body learns to live without you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;.. so keep in touch ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;gud naa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;take care :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;miss me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112721163179390262?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112721163179390262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112721163179390262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112721163179390262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112721163179390262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/bhopal-city-of-lakes_20.html' title='BHOPAL... &apos;The City Of Lakes&apos;'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112688978787856833</id><published>2005-09-16T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:01:42.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EG-JAAK-TALY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HEY HEY HEY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i have some thing to tell u guys.. OOK i have something to tell only those who had the patience to read my ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/shades-of-life-koi-kush-hai-koi-dukhi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last post ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a. @ neetie.. hey hey !! im here to pour my heart.. i will write what i want to.. the way i want to.. if u find it lenthy .. boring.. or what ever.. dun read it :P stupid :P n yess nothing new about it .. i used to surf net and do all the internet things at night only.. :P abhi kuch dino se nahi kia.. :D .. par im thinkin about startin it all over again :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. @ bhaia hey hey hey !! stop leavin those offliners.. u can leave a comment here .. if u dun mind... baki thankx for ur advice .. :) yeah ill try think about the CAT thing again : .. i havent given up abhi .. :D .. tumne to abroad aish maara .. mera number aaya to .. iim??.. BAHUT NAA INSAAFI HAI :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. @ all .. see i know the posts r long.. but .. then u guys dun read it neway.. coz i dun get ne comment these days.. it proves how bad im at yet another thing.. yep rite.. bloggin :D .. newayz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. @ mitu.. man !! u need an award.. u went thru the whole post.. and commented .. without ne complaints.. :) gud !! :) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. guys .. sorry about the torture.. i cudnt help it.. i was all sad about the CAT thing.. n i had to pour my heart here.. :) .. :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo next time ill try to keep it short and sweet :P kiss !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz. today i went out .. and was with my frnz all day :) yeah yeah.. i know i shud study .. par it be.. ill get back to studies.. from tomm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well saw salaam namaste.. :D ... okish movie.. preity lookin cute.. and saif lookin awsome :D .. cool dude !! he rocks !! did u know he is the son of nawab of bhopal ?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saif !! ur cool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;) :* and the song.. my heart goes mmmm .. is choo chweet.. just like u ;) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.apunkachoice.com/upload/movies/movgal2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/sal14e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/sal14e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i saw this movie today .. then had lunch with my friends.. then went to the upper lake.. boating ki.. and while boating. .. chatted .. :) pura grp thaa :) .. well me ?? what do u expect me to do .. if theres a camera in front of me?? say.. nokia 3230 ?? (3.1 mpx.. i guess :-? ) .. well yep arpit has just bought this cell.. its kewl !! and i took sooo may pictures.. both of us .. me n arpit.. we have this common intrest .. he experiments with my 3200 cam .. n my kodak digi.. n now i have his cell to experiment with.. maan !! this cell is gud !! real gud !! i will own one such gadget soooon !! let me start earning :D i sometimes think.. the only thing on my wishlist is.. the best digi cam on earth.. :D i can even marry one :D .. well i took a lotaa pics.. will publish em here tomm :) those pics will take u a lil more close to BHOPAL.. "THE CITY OF LAKES".. well later.. in the evenin we all met at amritas place.. :) .. and then at 8 shilpi gave me a treat.. fir kyaa?? abhi aai ghar . n im here :D .. in front of my cutie pie.. computer :D .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;abb kal i have anothet treat.. tomm evening.. again at bake and shake.. :D .. no college for me :D .. but the sad thing is .. kal TIME mock.. and day after tomm CL mock.. havent studied at all this week.. tests can ruine ur career if u belong to TITB :( . .. newayz.. this blog has become more of my diary i guess,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chalo bbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PEACE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nidhi :)&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/12167743-112688978787856833?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112688978787856833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112688978787856833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112688978787856833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112688978787856833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/eg-jaak-taly.html' title='EG-JAAK-TALY'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112682154328133110</id><published>2005-09-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T16:18:10.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shades of life.. koi kush hai.. koi dukhi :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/33f5f33ca397c200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/33f5f33ca397c200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. what am i doing online?? its almost 3:00 am.. .. nothing.. its been a while .. i mean.. i dunno y . i have stopped comming online.. though im online almost all day.. but thats my computer which is online.. not me.. newayz.. im sittin here in my room at this time .. after like ages now.. it looks so gud.. :) the best thing about this room.. is the big window that it has.. not just 1.. 2 of em.. :) simply gr8 .. its low bedding.. and offcourse my computer.. just mine.. something i dun need to share with ne one.. :) and the worst thing about it is.. its next to my brothers room !! : ..and for the same reason i have been studin downstairs.. .. yeah !next to my mom&amp;dads room is another room.. which is used for ironing clothes.. and nthin else.. mom n dad.. future planning.. mde that room for rachits children i guess :P .. hehe newayz.. have kinda shifted there.. that room isint as cute as this one.. no where in front of it.. but its kind of out of this world.. quiet.. peaceful.. u know its really sick .. when ur tryin to do some rc .. or di and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good-for-nothing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;brother suddenly starts playin some metal number at full volume.. or when ur almost about to sleep and ur brother n his frnz just finished with or rather won some racing ..biker ..game on computer.. they cheer and forget about the world around them !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;guyzzz r sick !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and so is this room.. but this room down stairs.. is quiet .. and i cant hear my brothes loud music there.. feels gr8.. :) .. u get up in the mornin to see ur mom in front of u or ur best frn (dad) .. instead of a computer .. which says 'download over'.. or 'ur antivirus needs an update'.. or the face of a monster who lives in the next room !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;GOD save his girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(s)!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hehe ..this room isint gud at all.. just one rack where i keep by cat prep books (engg books !! huh!! ye kyaa hota hai ?? ) and there a bed.. oldest bed i guess.. hehe .. though it isisnt all that gud .. as mine here..upstairs.. but then who cares..nething to avoid the disturbance..my brother.. n my computer.. but why am i tryin so hard??? for what reason(s)?? i mean i tried my level best.. i dunno if this is my level best.. but i tried hard.. real hard.. i m nt gettin ne output.. i have taken so many mocks.. flts n all .. n screwd most of em.. : .. and when ppl such hi marks.. i just dun understand where am i wrong.. im sure its something with my strategy.. coz i do well in sectional tests.. : .. ok now just incast if theres n cat cracker readin this post..(which most of the time is.or are.. coz i get some comments form em)then dun laugh.. abhi im in very crazy and out of mind kinda mode.. and i have 2-3 loaded gunz next to me.. no no no no .. i wont shoot myself in frustration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; maar k hi marungi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;:D .. ok that was a pj .. i m sick at this also now.. !! huh !! mridu thankx for the advise.. really cat vo hi carck karta hai .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jo mid way frustrated ho k choor nahi deta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.. :) ...!! :(( ma ma maaaaa!! this cat thing is gettin on my nerves now.. i wasnt ever seriouS about ne damn thing in my life .. seriously .. never.. i dunno how i ended up with this passion to crack cat.. and now not being able to crack it .. is killin me..i dunno whats wrong with me.. i drink eat sleep cat.. i have had gud dreams n sometimes nightmares realted to cat.. but what am i gettin out of it?? nothing.. ill have to join hcl it seems..may b nest year ill post from noida : .. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;n manish !! thankx for that update dude.. !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.. ok &lt;strong&gt;what update&lt;/strong&gt;?? ill tell ya!! manish ..this guy is doin exec mba frm iimC ..informed me 3 days bak.. that these guys had a discussion with this gr8 proff .. as to y the cat is gettin tuffer yer aftr year.. and he said.. if u think CAT 2004 was a shock.. ur mistaken.. cat 2005 is gonna be even more tough !! now.. while i was talkin to him .. 2 mins while he was tellin me how cat is gonna b more tuff.. and how his proff(who himself is from A ..)said that if he took this years CAT ppr ..he himself wouldnt b able to clack it .. like he did to get into A.. and how last years iimC cutoff was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;99.68%ile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;..i was wonderin if its april fools day.. or ne such day.. coz so many shocks at the same time cant b true.. but his frn in the background was askin him if he informed me about the whole thing.. and when i heard her.. i realised that it was a true news.. :( .. maaann!! im dead !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;what r there guys acc lookin for???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.. cat gettin tuffer.. !! huh !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gimmy licence to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.. n im gonna kill u guys there makin the CAT ppr : x-( ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;cat is 2 months away&lt;/span&gt;.. i still have time.. and if its just about strategy.. then 2 months r more than sufficient.. but then its all about the state of mind also.. : every time i get a bad score..(which happens very often) i get back and explain myself.. "i&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ts ok nidhi.. cat isint the end ofthe world.. u have otherthings to fall back to..if not this year then next year..&lt;/span&gt;" and then after a day of down and out me.. i get down and analyse the ppr.. n then realise than next time im gonna correct this..that..not this.not that.. and the cycle repeats itself.. : .. how long?? its been a month of time mocks.. 3 cl mocks over.. 9 flts over.. !! im scared.. i dun wanna join a job.. coz i know im not gonna get this time again.. i m using it to the max.. then whers the problem ????is it really about &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;luck..&lt;/span&gt; coz i m doin my best.. n nt reapin nething.. : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;luck??&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;smart work..&lt;/span&gt; i guess the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;latter..&lt;/span&gt; lets c.. inshaa allah .. i know ill make it.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ajj nahi to next year&lt;/span&gt;.. or is it this thought thats &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ruining the whole thing&lt;/span&gt;?? this &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;diversion&lt;/span&gt;.. ki i &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;have something to fall back to.. : ..ppl say gettin recruited early is a blessin.. i say its a curse !! : or is it my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lack of determination&lt;/span&gt;.. no.. it cant be that !! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;********just in case u have managed to reach here.. n ur still alive ..just in case ..if ur bored.. the next section can make u sleep :P about me and my college frnz.. and the infosys placement story :D**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;newayz.. today was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;infosys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;campus..&lt;/span&gt; and as usual.. me and amrita were there to help our frnz.. the venue was L.N.C.T ..gud college.. LNCT n OIST r colleges of same level.. really gud.. and then come my college.. :) .. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;top 3&lt;/span&gt; colleges here.. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;excludin&lt;/span&gt; the nit and gec ofcourse ;)) .. but all 3 get filled within 2-3 days of counselling .. u see we have&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 26&lt;/span&gt; engg colleges here in bhopal itself :D .. and when ur college fills in 2 days.. on state level its gud.. :D hehe.. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;massaging my own ego&lt;/span&gt;.. coz this has been happening sine last 2 years only :D newayz.. i was there for khushboo and ankur .. :) .. what can i say??? same old dialogue.. khhushboo desver"ed" that job and so did ankur .. : they cudnt clear the written :( .. i m sad.. coz this was the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;last gud&lt;/span&gt; company .. after this.. the ones left r .. hexaware.. mdoc.. n all.. what can i say?? i was there .. thats all i cud have done : .. but seriously .. after these guys told us about the puzzles asked.. i suddenly realised ... hcl tech written stage was a piece of cake !! technical was easy.. and the apti was okish .. all cat anat types questns.. and english section was.. fill in the blanks .. sentence correction.. and 2infrentials.. 2 pjs hehe.. etc .. fun :) .. the gd/pi was gud..techniacal interview wasnt easy though.. i was grilled on programming..n compiler design.. while i was in 5th sem..and it was a 7th sem subject(i had done the portion earlier)..hhehe n my hr was fun !! ;) dun ask me how :D ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but aaj ka infy ka ppr sunn k i think i shud &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;thank GOD&lt;/span&gt; .. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; saste me choor diaa&lt;/span&gt;.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the gud news is.. shilpi.. yep the very same girl (hemat+shilpi)&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my best frnz girl friend&lt;/span&gt;.. :D and the one who is kinda killin herself with me.. in this cat prep.. :D .. got thru the campus.. :) i dun wanna take even .0000...0001% credit.. but she has been tellin every one that its &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;coz of nidhi.. :D sun k accha laga&lt;/span&gt; :D .. ;) .. acc she cudnt make it thru tcs.. she screwd her HR there..and coz this was her last chance .. i kept tellin her in &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my sarcstic way&lt;/span&gt;.. ki tera kyaa hoga.. na cat .. na job.. i used to get gud &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kickin's&lt;/span&gt; everytime i said that.. :) ;) .. but it did pay off.. 14th i was there at her place.. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;funde pila ri thi.. HR k&lt;/span&gt;.. after all .. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attitude&lt;/strong&gt; ho to nidhi jaisa&lt;/span&gt; :D lol!!..manna some times im negetive.. parthats only when im on this blog..or whenim with myself..nahi to ask my frnz how confident i yam !! atleast they tink im am ! lol :D ;) nahi maatne.. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im ultra kool&lt;/span&gt; :D .. nahi mante.. amrita ko bhi funde pilaye thi.. shilpi ko bhi.. dono placed hain :P ..;) .. nahi kiddin.. acc she and hemant is tellin every one ki &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nidhi k karan hi hr nikla hai job cahiye tonidhi se dosti karo :P&lt;/span&gt; .. the statement should be .. "rajesh jain" k karan HR nikla hai.. CL campus classes main this guy trained us.. and the PD sessions of CL .. simply WOOW !! this guy is superb.. simply mind blowing ! !! :) i wish i make it to some gud college.. then he'll train me .. for my GD/PI and thats gonna make me even better :) hehe !! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nidhi jaisi koi nahi&lt;/span&gt; :D .. and when shilpi said i owe u a treat.. i was like wooow !! lol nahi not just wow.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;naukri ki pehi salary kaisi rahe gi??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol .. newayz.. n hemant kept tellin ppl.. ki nidhi se dosti kar le.. naukri pakka lag jaye gi :D .. hehe .. yess.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;NIDHI IS LUCKY FOR SOO MANY PPL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:p but not enough lucky for herself :( .. im happy for u shilpi.. im sad for u khushi n ankur .. n im &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6 feet under&lt;/span&gt; for my performance :( &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;!! .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;am i made for such small things in life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may b yess.. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;newayzzz.. shilpi &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mera cell de de plz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. :D ..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did expect u to return it tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;balance kaisa hai??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :-s ..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;baki refuel to ho hi jata hai cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. and abb to naukri bhi lag gai hai :P par im happy it served u :) ;) .. kisi k to kaam aaya :D .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sms nahi padiyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P .. koi fayada nahi abb bolne kaa :P and 'my folders' me to jaaiyo hi nahi .. what did i hear?? gai thi :o ... nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :P ;) .. :P chal koi nahi.. mujhe treat de de .. fir dekhti hu tujhe.. pata hai im missin my cell fonee soo much.. 1 day w/o it.. :( .. vo bhi tere paas :O :P hehe !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;enuff of my tp !! its 3:30 .. ben typin sincelast 40 mins i guess.. yestday was a looong day.. i cant keep my eyes open nemore.. kal subhe JAVA class bhijana .. then college.. : .. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i m online at this time after ages.. :D .. and its coz of that .. ki im hearin a few &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;birds chirpin&lt;/span&gt; at this time after ages.. :D ... :) it sounds so gud :) .. gnite world !! hope u have a gud day tommorrow.. :) im sure im nt gon a have one.. but&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i sure know how to smile :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gnite.. sweetdreams.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;miss me.. :) i know u all will :D&lt;/span&gt; :P ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112682154328133110?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112682154328133110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112682154328133110&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112682154328133110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112682154328133110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/shades-of-life-koi-kush-hai-koi-dukhi.html' title='shades of life.. koi kush hai.. koi dukhi :|'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112651039078753358</id><published>2005-09-11T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T00:39:27.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jordan "I Succeed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/MJ11.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I'VE FAILED over and over again in my life. And that is why I SUCCEED."  &lt;br /&gt;Michael Jordan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112651039078753358?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112651039078753358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112651039078753358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112651039078753358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112651039078753358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/michael-jordan-i-succeed.html' title='Michael Jordan &quot;I Succeed&quot;'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112645989970131426</id><published>2005-09-11T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T10:31:39.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/4eaf3d15ae172dc5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/4eaf3d15ae172dc5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You cannot know for certain &lt;br /&gt;how u feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these feelings appear so true &lt;br /&gt;at the moment..but tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;they r tempered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten years from now..u look back..&lt;br /&gt;and shake ur head.. &lt;br /&gt;at a simpler you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these feelings can never &lt;br /&gt;come again..for even when&lt;br /&gt;an identical event occurs..&lt;br /&gt;ur an older person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cannot know for certain &lt;br /&gt;how u feel..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ward kelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...touching poem.. found it sumwhere on net last night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112645989970131426?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112645989970131426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112645989970131426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112645989970131426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112645989970131426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/feelings.html' title='Feelings..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112618659957426069</id><published>2005-09-08T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T08:44:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT  sucks... lucky ali rox.. :D  :P ;))</title><content type='html'>:) .. hi all !!! sup?? well here after a looong time :D .. hmm.. what am i doing here.. lol.. updating the blog for the heck of it..  ne wayz .. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well got 2 tests tomm.. unit 1 in simulation and modeling.. and unit 1 in network security.. hehe .. din even study a bit.. analysed the FLT  that i took today.. didnt do very well.. it was CAT 1999 paper.. got sumwhere near 50.. not 50 (not even 50) :( .. can u believe that?? did well in english and quant... not di.. :| and above all.. the thing is.. last sunday's mock.. i finally cleared the cutoffs.. (yeah.. now stop making those faces.. yesss... i cudnt even clear the cutoffs :| earlier..) aaj k me bhi kaunse jhande gaad liye !! newayz.. the FLT  had analysis of the paper as well.. mujhe samajh nahi aata... CAT  walo ka peet nahi bharegaa kyaa kabhi ??? :| .. it says.. 30 marks in english to b the cutoffs.. is that true?? 30  marks.. as a cutoff.. come on.. what abt ppl.. like me who have just started gettin scores 22-25 :| (yeah know.. cat not ment for me !! ) newayz.. i got to know 12 is a safe score in quant.. but now... this sheet in front of me says.. 18+ cud have been a score.. cutoff 18 !!what abt me.. just 12.66 ..di.. huh !! was more of verbal logic +di+ds... was really easy.. but i dunno how.. i screwed it !! newayz.. zyada sochne ka nahi.. andi saturday ko time mock.. and sunday to cl mock.. cant think of life beyond mock.. college.,. coaching.. cl.. time.. and my sick performance.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. 2-3 days back i was at shilpis place.. and her music system was playing this song by lucky ali.. from the album.. kabhi aisa lagta hai.. i love lucky ali.. and this number made me goo mad about him !! :D .. well shilpi loves this song .. coz .. coz.. offcourse hemant.. :P .. and she gave me the song.. which i cant play on my computer.. coz it was a casette.. :D .. so .. so.. heres raaga.com &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/playerV31/index.asp?pick=16863&amp;mode=3&amp;rand=0.19419805512565125&amp;bhcp=1"&gt;TERI YAAD JAB AATI HAI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=_blank href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/coventry/films/reviews/a_f/images/kaa-lucky-ali-in-kaante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/coventry/films/reviews/a_f/images/kaa-lucky-ali-in-kaante.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;Hindi Song Title: Teri Yaad Jab Aati Hain&lt;br /&gt;Hindi Movie/Album Name: KABHI AAISA LAGTA HAIN &lt;br /&gt;Singer(s): LUCKY ALI &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;Teri yaad jab aati hai &lt;br /&gt;Meri aankh bhar jaati hai&lt;br /&gt;Hum to bichhde u mil mil ke&lt;br /&gt;Khwab tooten hain is dil ke&lt;br /&gt;Yehi gum mujhe sataayega&lt;br /&gt;Phir tu laut ke na aayega&lt;br /&gt;Phir bhi tere aane ka intezar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Pyar sirf tumse ,  pyar sirf tumse yaar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Maine vaada to nibhaya tha&lt;br /&gt;Socha kabhi naa sataya tha&lt;br /&gt;Phir bhi jaane anjaane mein kahin&lt;br /&gt;Tera dil to naa dukhaya tha&lt;br /&gt;Kaisa dastoor hai jaana&lt;br /&gt;Sab kuch jaan ke hai sab sehna&lt;br /&gt;Yaar tujhpe main ye jaan nisaar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Pyar sirf tumse, pyar sirf tumse yaar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Sunle sadaa.......... (3)&lt;br /&gt;Sunle....... sunle ...........sunle sadaa........... Sunle......&lt;br /&gt;Teri sehmi sehmi baton mein&lt;br /&gt;Khoya chand mulaqaton mein&lt;br /&gt;Aaye nazar vo saare makaam&lt;br /&gt;Tera pata yaad rehna naam&lt;br /&gt;Ye dil tujhe na bhulaayega&lt;br /&gt;Kya tu phir se laut aayega&lt;br /&gt;Main to khud ko bakaraar baar baar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Pyar sirf tumse , pyar sirf tumse yaar karta hoon&lt;br /&gt;Pyar sirf tumse , pyar sirf tumse......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112618659957426069?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112618659957426069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112618659957426069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112618659957426069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112618659957426069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/cat-sucks-lucky-ali-rox-d-p.html' title='CAT  sucks... lucky ali rox.. :D  :P ;))'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112568223572586280</id><published>2005-09-02T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:36:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"we met as total strangers .. but ended up to be life time friends.. we shared a season of our lives together.. but every season has to end "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Passion_by_mnoo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Passion_by_mnoo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hii !! all... been tryin to update my blog since like eternity now.. dunno whats wrong with my computer.. may b the fire wall is restristing me from opening blogger :| . newayz.. i can open it now :) and so im here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is.. 2nd sept 2005 .. 3 years back same day.. was my first day  @ college.. :) .. yeah i beguN my journey .. on the very same day :D .. its today that ive actually entered the 4th n the final year. of engg :D .. im soo happy.. finally.. after anout 9-10 months ill b thru with my graduation.. God has been gud enuff to bless me with a job..that is hard to get .. if u belong to a pvt college.. n He is giving me all the gud reasons to stress upon the idea of studin furthur.. rather than gettin exploited at a software firm :) .. i dunno.. its not the end of college that im feeling like this.. :| par just have a look at it.. how many months r left?? if i go to college 3 days a week... that makes it 12 days in a month.. and that makes it.. 120 days in 10 months.. minus 4 months of prep leave.. n exams n all.. thts 12*4=48 days off.. soo alltogether.. its about 72 days :D .. sounds gud to me.. just 2.5 months of working days at college left :| :) ..  today samuel thomas.. our PD teacher at college.. was training the students for the campus n all.. and he used the lines.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" students dun u think its a lil too early.. dun u think . it was just yesturday that u came into the college .. fresh from school.. dun u think it was yesturday . that u were ragged for the first time.. dun u think it was yest that u ragged ur juniors.. when u danced like hell in the fests at colege.. when u had a fight with ur batch mates.. when u made those sinster plans to beat the hell out of the student of a different college.. n today... 7th sem .. almost half over.. now what?? u need to make serious decisions.. jobs.. interviews.. campus.. higher studies.. cat.. animation.. gate.. ms.. gre.. gmat.. life has changed .. isint it.. n  its now that u need to realise.. that the ones who have got placed r the ones who r emotionally andmentally mature.. and thats what a company acc looks for.. indidual with a gud balance of knowledge.. and attitude.. u all need to grow up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now .. when this guy speaks.. he mesmerizes u.. u only sit there in front of him.. gawking at the board.. and wondering how life.. studies.. society.. goals.. attitude n all r inter-realted.. all gd pi gyaan.. but in such refined version.. mind boggling.. i say O.I.S.T .. M.A.N.I.T ..U GUYS HAVE BEEN REALLY LUCKY TO HAVE HIM AS UR GUIeD.. BUT .. NOW ITS OUR TURN :D.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;degressd from the topic.. :D .. i was sitting on the front bench.. not that im a front bencher :P but when he said that.. it was like each moment for 4 years flashed by.. like a movie without sound.. zoom.. right from the day i came to see the college for the first time.. till the day when i attended my first class..  the day i got my first and last back..  the day .. i made frnz with soo many gud ppl..  the day i madefrnz with CSE2(  :-S :D  ) .. the day when i had a fight with em all..  the day i got that job.. extempore.. Annual day preparation.. n organisation.. bidding farewell.. the cse get togethers.. the bunking of classes.. the fooling teachers.. doing evey illegal thing legally :)) .. taking and giving freshers.. :P .. that black saree.. :) that green suite.. every moment of it.. :) .. n i was left to wonder.. y ?? y?? y when every thing starts to move fine .. HE changes it.. :| .. yess... its a stupid question to ask.. after all .. its a well known cliche.. the only thing constant in life is..CHANGE.. :| BUT y?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isint life jut too small to accept changes around us?? isint it just IMPOSSIBLE to get use to it?? isint it impossible to cling to things people n envirnoment around us.. i dunno.. i read it in a stupid novel once.. " life .. it screws u .. right when u think u have figured it out.." that sentence is soo true.. and accept it or not.. it defines life.. :| .. it really does.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. who's nidhi?? she is a "UNIQUE" human being.. noo me-too thing here.. she is unique.. and her way of taking life is as simple as every lay man has.. (u see .. a uniquely common girl) .. she accepts what ever comes.. with a straight face.. :| .. outside of her she smiles .. cheek to cheek.. but is she happy?? noo!! coz life isint fair.. but who said life is supposed to be fair??? so she accepts what ever comes.. :| .. with a reason.. like.. like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to this college for a purpose.. and that purpose got fulfilled in 4 years.. and now ill have to leave.. im attached to ppl round me.. but then.. not all of em were to cling along with me for a life time.. isint it?? so.. nidhi takes it practically.. and forgets about the few left days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd knows y n what was i tlking :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. have always taken things in a positive manner... i have always cried out loud first.. and then accepted the hard reality.. and some reasons supporting .. the question y?? n y me..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every human being comes to ur life for a life time.. :| .. most of em come for a season.. andfor a reason.. the ones who r my class mates.. who helped me smile.. giggle.. and atimes cry .. were for a season.. the ones.. who changed me.. by becomming my friends.. but still dun play a imp part in my life.. were there for a reason.. coz for me.. they have changed me to who i m today.. :) .. and the ones who stood besides me.. unconditionally.. faithfully.. r the ones whom i cant ever leave.. n even if they kick me .. ot try to kick me outaa their lives.. they cant.. co for me theyt r for a life time :) .. even if we part .. ill b in touch.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank em all.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amrita.. hey u have seen what u never deserved .. coz of me.. right?? i know it was hard.. n 2nd feb 2005. u evn accepted how u felt.. wel u know the kindaa memory i have.. i dun forget even a single word.. n i remember how u explained it all to me.. :| sweety .. thankx . .. u were the first "true" friend i got.. :) n its bcoz of u that i have soo many others.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neha.. after amrita.. u became my friend.. remember the 2nd sem.. how u had fun.. leving aside the class .. we used to live in our own world.. :) thankx.. u have helped me.. by tellin me how painfully arrogant i was.. on my face.. :) thankx.. u know what?? i envy ur cute behavior :P  .. n ur crystal clear concepts about every thng in life.. ur made for big things..really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khushboo.. after ami n neha.. i became ur frn.. i know u still dun like me. deep down inside.. but can u change it?? i know u can.. but .. tu kabhi nahi sudhregi :) .. y shayad tu sudhr rahihai.. :) .. well ilove ur newlook.. both inside and outside.. u know what?? i really liked n still like ut level headed nature.. it will take u miles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arpit.. hey u have been a suport .. at every good and bad phaseof my college life.. sach me. i hurted u so may times... sometimes with that "hardly matters" behavior of mine.. n the others.. need i mention em all.. but what i liek is.. how u still kept ur calm.. :) u made my life a mess.. when u did that shilpi caand.. but .. ur friendship was unconditional .. hameshaa. :) thankx.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ankur.. abb tujhe kyaa bolu ?? tu mane ya na maan .. bahut bhol hai kali.. :P .. vaise tu sudhar raha hai.. khushboo se attitude ki classes tujhe pakka help karengi.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hemant.. BHAI !! hppy friendship day hai.. tumne CAT n ARMY k saath compromise ni karna thaa.. aaj bhi time hai.. think about it.. baki aap  intelligent ho :) u have shown what friendship is.. i mean.. u have n number of friends like me.. but u r one of the few ppl who comes in my bestum best frnz category.. thakx hai ji :) vaise aaj ka sms kyaa thaa?? maine shilpi ko phadhaya hai.. us se puchiyo ki galti kyaa thi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niraj.. hey .. thnkx for being my friend.. u helped me many times.. u taught me .. one of the most important things.. how to be conserned abt our own priorities.. n offcourse.. the m3 ..network prep.. the stupid discussions about the office :P .. and yess.. may tere cabin me di kachara fekungi.. hcl me :P :) thankx for being there.. patanahi kya problem hui hai apan logo k beech.. i hope every thing gets back to the way it used to be.. well i can see a few changes :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vineet.. beta.. kafi spying karvaai tujhse. but thnkx hai.. behind the scene.. tu hamesha se frnz thaa hai and rahega.. plz abhi sem bak hua hai.. abb to padh le.. :| year  back nahi .. plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animesh.. no comments.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotz of others..&lt;br /&gt;thankx to all my class mates.. aaj we all r together.. but agar ye sab kuch fights k bina hota then life would have been so much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a review of what i used to be.. n what i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be..&lt;br /&gt;painfully arrogant&lt;br /&gt;self centered..&lt;br /&gt;confused about my priorities..&lt;br /&gt;not gud at studies..&lt;br /&gt;not focused..&lt;br /&gt;not insightful..&lt;br /&gt;was  frnz with 2-5 ppl around.. n i din give a damn to ppl who werent my frnz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today.. im focused.. about what i wanna achieve..&lt;br /&gt;im a gud student..been in top 10 all thru out.. a times top 5 .. once a topper in 3 branches.. :D .. thankx to ami.. im v friendly now.. i talk to almost all the ppl around me.. dun insult pll who tyr rediculing me.. :D .. i think before i speak.. im proactive ..(most of the times) .. im selfish.. about my priorities .. but not self centered any more.. :D .. i think from others point of view also.. n that helps me understand pl better :) ,... i respect my decisions .. n myself.. :) i talk to all my class mates.. unlike before.. n i know my limits n boundaries.. :) (yeah i used to b that spoilt. but dun u see a changed nidhi tody :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isit that reason enough to live in a place like technocrats bhopal.. ?? :) today i am what i am :) .. i have no regrets.. n im sure .. my life with ppl.. like these associated with me.. wil take me miles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad that this  beautiful journey is gonna end soon.. :| .. but hey.. this is life.. isint it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we met as total strangers .. but ended up to be life time friends.. we shared a season of our lives together.. but every season has to end "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryin to accept it.. i saw a lil happines n a lil pain on each person that i met today.. sabko pata hai.. journey khatam hone wali hai..&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;but isint life about growing .. and accepting what ever comes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n like i always say.. koi aaye .. ya jaye.. insaan apnni life kudh jeeta hai..akele.. ya sab k saath.. with or with out wthe fulfillments of desires.. kuch kum ho ya nahi.. addat pad hi jati hai.. insan aadat bana hi leta hai.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo finally bbye... loong post :) &lt;br /&gt;im all set to watch the great indian laughter challenge on star one.. its the mega final today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;miss me&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112568223572586280?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112568223572586280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112568223572586280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112568223572586280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112568223572586280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-met-as-total-strangers-but-ended-up.html' title='&quot;we met as total strangers .. but ended up to be life time friends.. we shared a season of our lives together.. but every season has to end &quot;'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112556750431478699</id><published>2005-09-01T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:38:24.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe :D</title><content type='html'>~*~Result nr 1~*~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/P/PainfulBliss/1117239037_Power_Clairvoyance.JPG"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your power is:&lt;/b&gt; Clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explanation:&lt;/b&gt; Your power is that you can&lt;br&gt;look into the future and see what is coming.&lt;br&gt;How far and long you can look is all depending&lt;br&gt;on your skill level. This can, as all powers,&lt;br&gt;be used in both evil and good. Even if it may&lt;br&gt;seem like a boring ability it is a huge&lt;br&gt;responsibility for the carrier, becase they are&lt;br&gt;constantly tempted with doing the wrongs deeds&lt;br&gt;(e.g. cheat on a test). It takes high morals to&lt;br&gt;not be brought down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Therefor you fit with this power quite well.&lt;br&gt;You take responsibility and do what is the&lt;br&gt;right thing to do. This does not make you a&lt;br&gt;saint, since you're only human after all. But&lt;br&gt;it makes a trustworthy person and you are loyal&lt;br&gt;to camrades and/or team mates. In school you&lt;br&gt;were probably a good student. If you were&lt;br&gt;social varies from person to person, but most&lt;br&gt;clairvoyant people tend to prefer their own&lt;br&gt;company or that of close friends and family.&lt;br&gt;That is because you are wise and knows how to&lt;br&gt;treasure the reliable in your life, since you&lt;br&gt;know popularity can be a false element. You are&lt;br&gt;also not that big on taking risks and prefer&lt;br&gt;what is already explored. That is because you&lt;br&gt;don't like suprises, they can turn out bad and&lt;br&gt;then you won't be in control.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative aspects:&lt;/b&gt; Since you're always&lt;br&gt;doing the right thing and being trustworthy all&lt;br&gt;the time you can become frustrated. Also, all&lt;br&gt;that you carry on your shoulders may stress you&lt;br&gt;out. You need to relax to be in good mental&lt;br&gt;shape. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;12469 other people got this result!&lt;br /&gt;This quiz has been taken 79731 times.&lt;br /&gt;16% of people had this result.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Power%20is%20Compatible%20With%20You%3F%20%5Bbeautiful%20anime%20pictures%20%2B%2012%20detailed%20results%5D/"&gt;What Power is Compatible With You? [beautiful anime pictures + 12 detailed results]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1109600825_zGood_life.JPG" border="0" alt="Positive"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life is great. Smiling is your way of living and&lt;br&gt;you always try to cheer your friends up. When&lt;br&gt;serious times come, you rather solve it as&lt;br&gt;painless as possible. You may fear the darkness&lt;br&gt;since you don't want anyone you know or&lt;br&gt;yourself to be unhappy. Still, so far your life&lt;br&gt;hasn't been that bad, maybe you'll get really&lt;br&gt;lucky?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;570 other people got this result!&lt;br /&gt;This quiz has been taken 6942 times.&lt;br /&gt;8% of people had this result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How%20do%20you%20see%20life%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How do you see life?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112556750431478699?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112556750431478699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112556750431478699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112556750431478699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112556750431478699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/09/hehe-d.html' title='Hehe :D'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112545726026982537</id><published>2005-08-30T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:01:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREATNESS COMES WHEN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Pravs%20J%20-%20Greatness%20Comes%20When.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Pravs%20J%20-%20Greatness%20Comes%20When.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankx parag for sharing this pic.. its the latest wallpaper 4 me now :D .. u know ur sending the thoughts that i need the most right now :) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo&lt;br /&gt;BUH BYE ppl&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;care..&lt;br /&gt;PEACE..&lt;br /&gt;miss me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112545726026982537?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112545726026982537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112545726026982537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112545726026982537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112545726026982537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/greatness-comes-when.html' title='GREATNESS COMES WHEN..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112524753881169830</id><published>2005-08-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:44:34.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BDAY :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from nehas place.. it was her birthday today.. :) was FUN .. after 9th may.. we all gathered together.. under one roof. it reminds me of the gud old days.. when we all were together.. :) me neha.. amrita..khushboo.. arpit.. ankur.. animesh.. niraj.. vineet.. but now it happens only on birthdays.. chalo atleast it happens..just compare nehas last 2 birthdays.. and the one that we had todAy..first wala n aaj ka kitna similar tha.. par vo similar thaaa.. nt same :| .. thats the diffrence.. newaz.. it was her last birthday.. now next wala.. will nt be with us.. :|  well what can i say.. these guys have been with us.. (atleast some of them&lt;br /&gt;) everytime we needed them.. we.. "we" hear refers to me...ami .. khushi.. n neha.. remember the 3rd sem case.. who cud have sorted it out the way thses fellows did.. n like it or not.. hemant.. he was another person who was there all throughout.. :) .. remember when kunal n prateek,rk .. had that fight.. gosh.. that was one big incidence.. :) .. n remember how prateek n rk left the scene.. after they got those threats.. 150 guys of ece+me.. n just 2 guys of cse.. even cse backed off :D .. :)) .. n then that day when we had that scene in front of parihaar's office.. n then karsolias house... n those 2 black dogs :)) n vineet spying .. like james bond :D.. well who was there all throughout.. behind the curtains... ?? these guys.. remember how we prepared for M-III.. network analysis.. van valkenberg(spell??) chakarbarti.. bs gerewal :D... sab saath padha.. :) the center fresh chewing gums.. teh MTV &amp; AIRTEL sim cards.. :) the n number of visits to lakeview.. the "360-dgrees-spin-dry"  fun :-s .. the amusement park .. :) .. the picnics on mahaveer tekri.. n birla mandir.. n bhojpur :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hcl campus.. amrita.. remember the talks we had while waiting for the HR.. interview.. i remember every moment of it.. n then when i called up niraj to tell him that his name was there in the list.. when we were about to get that ofer letter.. the times when we got back from RGPV..late at night.. :D . .. the nights when results came out n we were told about our results by the pl who lived near press complex.. :P .. remember animeshs specks.. how i liked the frame... n later i was balmeb when he broke it :P &lt;em&gt;nazar laga di&lt;/em&gt; then.. the n number of chocolets that we had outside gayatri appartments.. :) .. on that stone bench there.. :D .. yadeen... :) ..n teh 2nd sem chemistry exam.. :)) ..  i wish sab kuch pehle jaisa hihota.. yaha sab chate to hain ki ek saath ho jayeen.. par not quiet possible.. ek baar crack aane k baad u cant get a clay pot in the same condition back again.. right?? par every time we all get together.. i miss the old times... sachme. this year.. my and nehas bday were the best celebrated birthdays :)... thankx guys.. i really hope sab theek ho jaye.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo let me leave now..&lt;br /&gt;par before leaving.. aaj i had my second CL mock.. quant .. hehe nahii no more crying n yelling now.. i cleared the cutoffs :D  ... english.. :| okish.. n di .. not so gud.. well yeah i know.. not even 3 months left now,, i shuld b well prepared.. :| .. par its fine.. im no studd.. nither am i 'vb' (#%@#$^$) so dun expect much outa me.. im tryin hard.. insha allah.. i hope i make it :) .. chalo.. let me leave..&lt;br /&gt;par again..&lt;br /&gt;before leaving.. i have a pic of this cutie pic to share with u all.. his name is betu.. he is nehas neighbour.. he is the sweetest n smartest kid. who has some extraa intrest in martial arts.. is kinda learning boxing :P .. n is a real nice story teller... in short.. a complete MTV VJ material :D .. presence of such sweet kids is a bliss to ppl like me :D .. i mean.. its been ages since i laughed my 'heart' out... fed up of this world .. full of plastic smiles.. fed up of ppl who think the world revolves around them.. if theres some thing that amazes me.. its the innocence that kids have.. unaware of the worly affairs.. all they know is how to have fun..have u seen a sleeping child.. just try n recollect how they sleep.. calm.. quiet.. peaceful.. now . when was the last time u slept like that?? im sure.. i slept like that.. 18-19 years back.. when i had no school to go :D... after meeting such kids.. i get back to the nidhi.. the kiddu nidhi .. inside me.. n yess then u can hear me laughin at the volume.. that im audiable.. in a radius of 2kms :P .. as soon as i finish this post.. im gonna listen to .. animal song .. by savage garden :) i just love it.. &lt;br /&gt;heres betu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo gnite ppl.. shabba kahir.. insha allah .. zindigi rhi to fir milenge :) .. rite now.. im too tired to type even a single word.. :) bbye&lt;br /&gt;thankx neha for the party.. n nopes.. u dun need to giv me a cd.. ill get a cd .. write it.. n tomm ullsee the pics at the college.. :) .. vaise khana kaisa thaa.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing an sms that i got today.. :) .. dunnoo.. just liked the lines.. even though they dun make much sence.. but.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;mat karo vo vada jise tum nibha na sako..&lt;br /&gt;mat caaho usee jise tum paa na sako..&lt;br /&gt;pyaar kiska pura hota hai..&lt;br /&gt;pyaar ka pehla akshaar aduraa hota hai..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo.. :)&lt;br /&gt;bbye tc&lt;br /&gt;lotsaa love..&lt;br /&gt;PEACE..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;miss me.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112524753881169830?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112524753881169830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112524753881169830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112524753881169830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112524753881169830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-bday.html' title='HAPPY BDAY :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112514427541127202</id><published>2005-08-27T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T05:08:03.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOSTALGIA.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Untitled-1%20copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey .. amrita( mata ji :P ) .. neha (gun nikal :P ).. kushboo.. (tu kabhi nahi sudhregi..)aaj .. was just uploadin a few pics on to my computer.. ki.. apni pics dekhne lagi.. n look what i did.. :D .. ull get the clear version of my wallpaper.. but that will cost u all (each) a temptation.. or a dairy milk.. :P each pic here .. in the above collage.. has some incidence attached with it :D.. neha.. amrita me n kushboo :) .. FRIENDS FOREVER.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo.. im leavin.. abhi 45mins me i have a mock.. at T.I.M.E. :D.. bbye tc&lt;br /&gt;love.. care&lt;br /&gt;peace..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112514427541127202?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112514427541127202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112514427541127202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112514427541127202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112514427541127202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/nostalgia.html' title='NOSTALGIA.. :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112513999500732522</id><published>2005-08-27T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T08:38:17.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME N MRIDU :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/000_49012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/000_49011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112513999500732522?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112513999500732522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112513999500732522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112513999500732522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112513999500732522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-n-mridu.html' title='ME N MRIDU :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112485537498313751</id><published>2005-08-23T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:56:30.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Give Up.. !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Pravs%20J%20-%20Do%20Not%20Give%20Up1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Pravs%20J%20-%20Do%20Not%20Give%20Up1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankx parag for sharing this pic.. its the latest wallpaper 4 me now :D .. "DONT LOSE HOPE IS THE MORAL OF THE STORY!! " :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112485537498313751?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112485537498313751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112485537498313751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112485537498313751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112485537498313751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-give-up.html' title='Dont Give Up.. !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112478610687555367</id><published>2005-08-23T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T01:35:06.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTEE :)</title><content type='html'>dunno.. sum body sent this fwd mail.. n i found it cute.. so just sharing it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When U Were Only 5 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U... &lt;br /&gt;U Asked Me: "What Is It?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 15 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.... &lt;br /&gt;U Blushed.. U Look Down And Smile.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 20 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Put Ur Head On My Shoulder And &lt;br /&gt;Hold My Hand.. Afraid That I Might Dissapear.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 25 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Prepare Breakfast And Serve It In &lt;br /&gt;Front Of Me, And Kiss My Forhead N&lt;br /&gt;Said : "U Better Be Quick, Is's Gonna Be Late.." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 30 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Said: "If U Really Love Me, Please &lt;br /&gt;Come Back Early After Work.." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 40 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Were Cleaning The Dining Table And &lt;br /&gt;Said: "Ok Dear, But It's Time For U To Help Our Child With His/Her Revision.." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 50 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Were Knitting And U Laugh At Me.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 60 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;U Smile At Me.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 70 Yrs Old. I Said I Love U.. &lt;br /&gt;We Sitting On The Rocking Chair With Our Glasses On.. I'm Reading  Your Love Letter That U Sent To Me  50 Yrs Ago.. &lt;br /&gt;With Our Hand Crossing Together.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When U Were 80 Yrs Old, U Said U Love Me! &lt;br /&gt;I Didn't Say Anything But Cried.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That Day Must Be The Happiest Day Of My Life! Because U Said U Love Me!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bbye tc&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;care..&lt;br /&gt;n smiles&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;PEACE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112478610687555367?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112478610687555367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112478610687555367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112478610687555367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112478610687555367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/cutee.html' title='CUTEE :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112470784791616578</id><published>2005-08-22T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T03:50:47.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER THAT MEANS :-S :D LOL .. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MissAnthropy/1077072759_sfireheart.jpg" border="0" alt="fire heart"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart of Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;122 other people got this result!&lt;br /&gt;This quiz has been taken 1498 times.&lt;br /&gt;8% of people had this result.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MissAnthropy/quizzes/What%20is%20Your%20Heart%20REALLY%20Made%20of%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112470784791616578?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112470784791616578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112470784791616578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112470784791616578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112470784791616578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/whatever-that-means-s-d-lol-d.html' title='WHATEVER THAT MEANS :-S :D LOL .. :D'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112461893639626424</id><published>2005-08-21T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T03:51:40.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAI AUR MERA BLOG.. AKSAAR BAATEENN KIA KARTE HAIN..</title><content type='html'>i dunno what im here for.. dunno was missin this place alot. kafi din ho gaye.. din update .. din even Visit it.. :|.. ne wayz.. &lt;br /&gt;i just had this conversation with my blog a few mins bak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; how r u my cutie pie..blog?? i hope ur doin fine :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; i dun wanna talk .. how can u ignore me like that?? u dun care for me ne more.. :(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; oh ! im so sorry.. i cudnt b around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; u?? its not just u.. no bodys around these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; oh !! y?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; lovely !! what a question to ask.. i thought u only look stupid.. but there .. u just provedd how right i was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; huh !! what !! shut up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; when u dun updte me .. when u dun reply bak to the  comments.. and messages that ppl.. leave.. y on earth will ne one like visiting me.. :| .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; oh ! right.. im a stipid .. no doubt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; yea.. and did u know u have a few bloggers who have left messages.. on ue shout box.. askin u to visit their blog.. and read the latest updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; well then y dun u visit em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; i wil.. i will.. when will u??? "i will.. " where have u reached in life.. no where.. u know y?? coz of this i will attitude of urs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; huh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; what huh.. ?? true.. accept it of not.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; huh !! now dun try to b my mom..i know what to do outaa my life.. now shut up.. or else ill leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; what else can u do?? huh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah i cant do a thing.. thanks .. thank u .. for updating me.. enlightening me.. ill be ever grateful to u.. mr.blog :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; u should be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; what up with me.. y am i sounding like this?? what am i talking.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; how was the day.. had a fight with some one or something??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; no .. dun have time for fights n alll.. life is too busy.. i dunno whats keeping me so busy.. i mean.. im no ceo of ambani empire or sumthing.. nor am i doing some really productive thing.. that id be so busy.. but .. leave it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; what leave it.. tell me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; nahi kuch nahi.. im fine.. just a lil head ache.. nothing else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; ok.. as u wish.. but .. i would have been nice if u wud have told me about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; nahi kuch nahi.. i just got bak.. had 2 mocks.. one after the other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; 2 :o r u nuts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; nahi from next sunday.. i have just one.. baki time wala ill give on sat only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; gud.. of thats y ur soo fuled out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah kinda.. u tell me.. how r u?? sab theek thaak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; hmm.. nopes.. im nt theek thaak.. i miss u .. lotss.. it was fun to have u around.. but u hardly update me.. u dun even care to update me.. :( .. u dun care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; aww.. nahii do care..i care about every thing.. i will update u.. promise.. ill do it today itself.. and now i will means i will.. sacchii.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; yeahi know what u mean by saachii.. u liar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; ok sacchii wala sacchii :) ... tujhe kyaa hua?? y r u sounding like this..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; told ya na.. u dun care ne more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; ohhoo what makes u think i dun care??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; did u know the counter isint there sincelike ages now?? did u know the code gives some errors when u run it on mozila on some pc's.. did u know the shout box is malfunctioning.. n did u know.. i bored of the pehla nasha tune now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; :o .. im so sorry.. ill correct it.. but pehla nasha.. im nt verry sure about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; oh hoo .. again "i will" .. when will u??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; i dunno.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; ok ill wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; so how was the mock?? or rather "were" the mocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; cl wala was gud.. i mean.. nt gud.. dunnooo.. after soo much of mehnat.. n massakat.. just managed to clear the cutoffs of englisg and di.. :| .. not quant .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; and time wala.. english me accha hua.. but nt di n quant.. in fact di me to kafi galt jia.. wa skinda fuled out.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; try.. karo.. ull do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; lol.. yeah .. right.. i wish it was that simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; life is never simple.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah !! rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; so chill .. smile.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; :) happy :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; what can i say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; chalo now allow me to write a post.. so that i can update u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; that will b so nice of u :) what r u planning to write??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; well.. lets c.. got a lota stuff to put down.. but wonder if ne one will read it..ne wayz.. i have to get those thoughts out of me ne way.. so i will write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah..u have do that here..koi hoo na ho .. im always there.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah .. n i love u for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; thank u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; no thankx yaar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah rite.. :) accha u din tell me .. wht will u write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; well.. let c.. u rememberthat day i updated the blog.. about whats the difination of life?? aaj my frn (cant name her) told me about how she had a fight with him(her bf.. n my gud frn) and her mom .. n was almost about to slit her wrist.. when he called her.. n they had a talk and she din .. thank god.. and about how im living my life with a hope.. reaching for a goal.. that seems so far.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt;i know who r u talking about.. n what goal.. what far.. plz.. nothing is impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah i know.. i will.. and i will bole to .. i really will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt;u know.. life is about deciding what u want.. ur goals.. deciding and adopting a path to tht goal.. and covering the path.. facing all the hurdles.. and speed brakers.. facing each hurdle with a smile.. and conficence.. with all the positive energy.. and then.. nothings impossible.. once u think u cant .. it surely means u cant.. so im tryin my level best..and i will.. struggle.. insha allah.. i hope i make it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; that was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; chal.. i shud leave now.. catch u later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; bbye..tc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; miss me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog: &lt;/strong&gt; yeah .. u to miss me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt; bbye :)&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;i  will update u my blog with what i want to.. soon.. i will matlab sacchii i will :D.. par kal.. aaj nahi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsaa love..&lt;br /&gt;care..&lt;br /&gt;n smiles..&lt;br /&gt;PEACE&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112461893639626424?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112461893639626424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112461893639626424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112461893639626424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112461893639626424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/mai-aur-mera-blog-aksaar-baateenn-kia.html' title='MAI AUR MERA BLOG.. AKSAAR BAATEENN KIA KARTE HAIN..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112364398481268729</id><published>2005-08-09T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:23:33.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/S154-0413c_Sonora_Bench1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/S154-0413c_Sonora_Bench.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabhi khamosh baithoge..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi kuch gungunaaoge..&lt;br /&gt;mai utna yaad aaunga..&lt;br /&gt;ki bhool na paaoge..&lt;br /&gt;koi jab puchegakhamoshi ka shabaab tumse..&lt;br /&gt;bahut shamjhana caahoge..&lt;br /&gt;magar samjha na paoge..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi duniya mukammal bankar aayegi nigahon me..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi meri kami duniya k har ley me paaoge..&lt;br /&gt;kahi par bhi rahe hum tum..&lt;br /&gt;mohobaat fir bhi mohobaat hai..&lt;br /&gt;hame tum yaad aaoge ..&lt;br /&gt;tumhe haum yaad aayenge..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi khamosh baithoge..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi kuch gungunaaoge..&lt;br /&gt;mai utna yaad aaunga..&lt;br /&gt;ki bhool na paaoge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok .. din get much time.. to updte my blog.. happy friendship day to all of u :) . .. may god aless u all with lotsaa true frnz.. coz friends kafi ban jate hain... but only a few r true frnz.. :) n out of those true frnz only a few reamin with u.. in touch. for a lifetime :) newayz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above poem.. id nt my state of mind.. sumbody sent me this poem as an sms on friendship day.. dunno who.. but this was the best friendship message i recieved :) though it was sum waht more than a fship day msg :P .. sent by koi anjana :P hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. u guys tc.. im right now in my lab.. i get time to blog ..yahoo at college now :(( .. mamaaaa.. newayz.. &lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling .. n be gud..&lt;br /&gt;lotsaa love&lt;br /&gt;nidhi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112364398481268729?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112364398481268729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112364398481268729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112364398481268729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112364398481268729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112274483195844061</id><published>2005-07-30T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T10:33:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok how do u define life??...</title><content type='html'>ok how do u define life??...as a set of years .. with a few subsets in each year(set)called months.. .. and each subset having a few more subsets.. weeks.. n the least value in one set equal to a day.. and when u get a null in one of the subsets of the sets.. life ends??&lt;br /&gt;lolz..&lt;br /&gt;did that make sense??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz .. i dint come here to highlight what life is.. n how u can express it in set theory.. which the CL ppl have been teachin me for like 2 days now.. :| .. all that bull shit !! newayz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what r miseries.. what is sadness?? what is pain?? whats .. all that crap?? ppl use those words in and out .. in ever conversation .. does failing in a subject in the final exam of class 10th make a person sad?? sad enough to commit a suicide? does the heart breaks in a relationship makes one weak .. so weak that one splits his/her wrist?? does the domination of ones husband make a women sad enough to kill herself.. does not gettin a job makes a guy weak enough to come in front of a running train?? does the trauma after being raped makes a girl give up her life?? does getting low percentage in engineering makes a student drink phenyl n end his life..?? can alcohol really can make a suspicious angry man murder his wife?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. if all the above things define sadness.. misery.. or ne such word.. think again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isint it just a phase of life.. that made a person commit a blunder.. was his or her life really sucha hell?? nopes.. well u must have come across .. ppl telling u that its just a phase of life.. aaj dukh hai.. kal kushiyaan aayengi.. after all if u take a top view of ne situation in life.. u get to realize that theres a way out of it.. and that the current problem is just a phase.. imagine a life where the life begun with suchaa phase .. and ended with the same.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill tell u a story of a boy.. who was as old as me when i met him.. i was 20 then..&lt;br /&gt;i entered the living room of mr mehrotra.. who works with the ministry of education MP.. the wonderful interior decoration amazed me.. i sat there in the drawing room for like 5 minutes.. figuring out that ..that man has a taste for pottery .. paintings.. and antiques.. while my mom went in .. to meet mrs mehrotra. now i was new to that place.. my mom knows em every well. so i was kinda comfortable in the livin room.. in the pleasant company of those paintings :) .. until I heard a hi .. mr mehrotra was there.. it was the first time i was meeting him.. but he knew me.. as the daughter of my father:) well "hello uncle.." was my reply.. he was a man in his 40ts.. but i cud see his jolly nature in the way he greeted me.. :) .. then he asked me to open an email account for him. and set up outlook express as his default email client .. did that for him.. while i was doin that he kept cracking jokes.. he told me about the essay writing completion that their ministry had conducted .. n how the participants had written funny stories in the essays.. n i had to laugh .. even when i din want to.. after a few minutes.. 2 children.. entered the room.. they were his kids.. it looked like one wonderful family .. one would ever need.. one of the kids was saumya.. she gave me some chocolates that her uncle from America brought for her.. u can guess .. what chocolate in talkin about.. yess snickers.. :| i hate it.. but had it .. coz a. it was free.. b. peanuts rnt all that bad either :-s c.that cutiee wanted to have it 'with' me .. :| :) &lt;br /&gt;newayz.. an hour went.. n i had almost intermingled with 'almost' all the members of the family.. well i make frnz easily.. so it was fun. and they were all so nice.. :) i was havin fun with akshay .. the other kid.. on his pc.. well they were showin me all those funny flashes .. that have been around since like eternity on all the computers on the world.. and i had to behave like i was amazed.. n was enjoyin every bit of those flashes.. a few were 15+ types of flashes too.. n i cud see how well informed the kids these days are!! :| :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. it was pleasant being there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 6 pm.. came a huge cry from some where.. n i was like.. what was that.. it was like some body was crying at somebody's death bed.. :| .. and then there was a silence.. i dint understand what happened.. i never wanted to either.. but after like 2 mins of silence.. i heard some body cryin again.. that cry was as loud as ur home theaters top volume .. with full surround sound !.. it was some 'guy' crying in pain.. like somebody chopped his hand off.. :| .. i cudnt understand what was going on.. i mean that cry made me shiver .. n im a person.. or rather at that time i was a person who cud cry watchin ophra Winfreys show.. :| .. i asked akshay .. "is that ur neighbor makin that noise??" akshay ..like stared at me for 2 mins.. n the replied.. nopes.. &lt;br /&gt;u dunno didi.. thats my brother.. i was like.. brother.. i thought u have a sis .. thats it.. he said nopes.. i have a brother.. 20 years old.. i was like ok..but whats makin him make that noise.. its soo terribly sick .. he said u haven't met krishna ?? i said no .. i didnt come here to meet ne one.. i came here to accompany my mom..! he said .. he'll love to meet u.. lolz.. now .. obviously he'd like to meet me :P .. but then akshay like dragged me out of his room..  and took me to krishnas room.. while i was being dragged.. i was wondering what kinda guy is this.. crying like he is dying .. and no body in the house is finding that strange.. the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..well when i entered the room.. it was a room .. with a wheel chair.. and a bed in it.. with a guy.. lying on it.. like 3 feet tall.. paralyzed.. he was abnormal.. and even doctors find it strange how he has survived for 20 years.. well when i saw him.. he was lying there.. his head on mrs mehrotras laps.. with his hands n legs.. havin no muscle cover at all.. as thick as a walking stick.. all twisted.. 20 years.. he had been sleeping all day.. and getting up at 8am then at 6pm and then at 10.. for eating and excreting.. he was yelling howling.. coz his mom was makin him drink some food and he as usual was unable to tell his  mom that "theres something stuck some where in my digestive track.. n i need some water.." coz he was unable to tell her that "i cnt eat more than this.." coz he was unable to tell his mom that "im fed up of eating ceralac .. its been 20 years now.. im fed up of my life.." then after a few mins.. the cry got a lil louder and then it was so loud that i was almost in tears.. aunty took him in her arms.. and placed him on the wheel chair.. coz he didnt have a balanced body.. he was tied to the  wheel chair with a rope.. and then taken to the toilet.. and after 20 mins came Krishna.. after attending natures call..  well my mom must have attended me like that.. when i was a kid.. but.. his mom.. she has been doing the same since like 20 years now.. I can imagine how she must have spent each day of her life.. when a mother gives birth to a child.. at every step of the Childs grown.. from womb to the day when he/she takes his/her first step.. she dreams .. how one day.. when s/he grows old. That child will give her support.. the way she did to make her/him learn how to walk.. from the day the kid said the first word to the day when he/she came back from school after learning the first rhyme.. she imagines how he/she will be her voice when she will grow old.. and every time that she hears 'maa' from her kid.. it makes her proud of her kid.. proud of herself.. .. here is a mother.. who never heard 'maa' who never saw her kid grow.. who never saw her kid eat himself.. who never heard ne rhythm from her kid.. who never saw her kid walk.. but she still is his mom.. n still serves him like he is 2 month s old .. n not 20 years.. :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about his father.. well from the day that ..mustache started appearing on my brothers face till the day papa teached him how to use a shaver.. to the day when he took him to get a suit made for him.. for umngs wedding.. he felt proud of his 'son' ..  what about mr mehrotra??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/35657495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/320/35657495.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well krishna was then made comfortable on his bed.. the only way he could interact was through his eyes.. I still remember.. when uncle asked him to say hi to me.. I could see his eyes looking at me.. he would look at me n the look at the uncle.. again and again.. I cud see that he was really happy to see me.. after all how many times ppl came to meet him.. as a visitor.. cud be counted on figures..  newayz.. if that's life .. I dun wanna live one.. how will u react .. if u hear some one say.. "is se accha to isse maut hi aajaye" . :| imagine a fmily where parents want such a thing to happen.. after all Krishna had been living each moment of his life in pain.. ever since he took his first breath.. how will u define such a human.. if u would have seen him.. u  would have taken a few moments to realize that its actually a human.. :|.. n not a mass of flesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well .. I can write hell lotaaa stuff about Krishna .. but my point is..&lt;br /&gt;is committing a suicide for not making it through IIT entrance the end of the world?? Is that pain strong enough to take ur life.. is a fight with ur boy/girlfriend a reason .. good enough.. to spoil ur day.. and of ppl around u?? is tht enough to jump off the roof of the highest tower in ur city.. enough to page out ur parents.. and their expectation.. their love.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no that's not pain.. pain is what mother and  father of Krishna went through..pain is what Krishna went through.. that poor thing couldn't even take his own life.. :| .. he didn't even live one.. life for him.. must have been sleeping and crying ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. I think im lucky.. every morning I wake up.. to start a brand new day.. with things that I want to do.. things I wanna achieve in my mind.. im lucky .. I can make my parents dream come true.. im lucky I understand how precious I am to my loved ones.. I know I can help my parents when they need me.. I know I can help ppl around me when they need me.. I have friends who take care of me.. I have ppl who love me .. even when I know I dun love em.. I'll experience every relation some day..ill be a coworker.. a boss.. ill have my own life..  ill b a lover .. a wife.. a mother.. ill be all that I wanna be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/1d6dd593dc2a6250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/320/1d6dd593dc2a6250.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most important thing...that we all r blessed with.. something that makes me smile.. I can make my self audible.. and tell the world what I feel like.. spending a few hours in my room.. without speaking . makes me sick..  here is a guy.. who didn't speak all his life.. I wonder if he had a brain working just like it does in all of us.. I wonder if it was only his mal functioning body and his inability to speak that made him behave like he was mentally retarded.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz.. Krishna died 1 year back.. it was a calm death.. n im happy alteast for the last moments of his life.. he experienced what a life without pain is.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112274483195844061?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112274483195844061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112274483195844061&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112274483195844061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112274483195844061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-how-do-u-define-life.html' title='ok how do u define life??...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112265295549209076</id><published>2005-07-29T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:08:34.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps to Happiness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/90f4a00d3cae32e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/90f4a00d3cae32e8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steps to Happiness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be all things to all people. &lt;br /&gt;You can't do all things at once. &lt;br /&gt;You can't do all things equally well. &lt;br /&gt;You can't do all things better than everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;Your humanity is showing just like everyone else's. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to find out who you are, and be that. &lt;br /&gt;You have to decide what comes first, and do that. &lt;br /&gt;You have to discover your strengths, and use them. &lt;br /&gt;You have to learn not to compete with others, &lt;br /&gt;Because no one else is in the contest of being you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness. &lt;br /&gt;You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions. &lt;br /&gt;You will have learned to live with your limitations. &lt;br /&gt;You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due. &lt;br /&gt;And you'll be a most vital mortal. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dare To Believe: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are a wonderful, unique person. &lt;br /&gt;That you are a once-in-all-history event. &lt;br /&gt;That it's more than a right, it's your duty, to be who you are. &lt;br /&gt;That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish. &lt;br /&gt;And you'll be able to stay one up on what used to get you down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112265295549209076?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112265295549209076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112265295549209076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112265295549209076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112265295549209076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/steps-to-happiness.html' title='Steps to Happiness..'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112237619006563809</id><published>2005-07-26T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T04:23:29.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Meditolliation_by_taifun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Meditolliation_by_taifun2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;gawd knows if this pic makes ne sense here :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No one can ruin your day without YOUR permission. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. Most people will be about as happy as they decide&lt;br /&gt;to be. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. Others can stop you temporarily, but only you can &lt;br /&gt;do it permanently. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. Whatever you are willing to put up with, is exactly &lt;br /&gt;what you will have. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. Success stops when you do. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. When your ship comes in. ... make sure you are &lt;br /&gt;willing to unload it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. You will never "have it all together." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. Life is a journey ... not a destination. Enjoy the trip! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. The biggest lie on the planet: "When I get what I &lt;br /&gt;want I will be happy." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. The best way to escape your problem is to solve it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. I've learned that ultimately 'takers' lose and&lt;br /&gt;'givers' win. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. Life's precious moments don't have value, &lt;br /&gt;unless they are shared. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. If you don't start, it's certain you won't arrive. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;14. We often fear the thing we want the most. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;15. Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to &lt;br /&gt;what you have to say. Best friends listen to what &lt;br /&gt;you don't say! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;16. Yesterday was the deadline for all complaints. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;17. Look for opportunities...not guarantees. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;18. Life is what's coming....not what was. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;19. Success is getting up one more time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;20. Now is the most interesting time of all. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;21. When things go wrong.....don't go with them. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;22. Sometimes the majority only means that all &lt;br /&gt;the fools are on the same side. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;23. God can mend all broken hearts. You just &lt;br /&gt;have to give Him all the pieces. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;24. A person who asks a question might be a &lt;br /&gt;fool for five minutes, but a person who doesn't ask, &lt;br /&gt;is a fool forever. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;25. A best friend is like a four leaf clover ... hard &lt;br /&gt;to find, and lucky to have. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;26. A friend is someone who reaches for your &lt;br /&gt;hand but touches your heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27. A coincidence is when God performs a &lt;br /&gt;miracle, and decides to remain anonymous. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;28. I don't have to attend every argument I'm &lt;br /&gt;invited to. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;29. Your worst days are never so bad that you &lt;br /&gt;are beyond the reach of God's grace ... &lt;br /&gt;and your best days are never so good that you &lt;br /&gt;are beyond the need of God's grace. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. Our eyes are placed in front because it is &lt;br /&gt;more important to look ahead than to look back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112237619006563809?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112237619006563809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112237619006563809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112237619006563809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112237619006563809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/few-truths.html' title='A Few Truths'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112202971758063549</id><published>2005-07-22T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:42:32.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/83b55587833fec18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/83b55587833fec18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE KEEPING THINGS TO MY SELF.. LIFE IS ABT.. LETTING GO.. :D .. N FLYING HIGH.. N BREAKING FREE :D  ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CAPS.. N SORRY ABT THE TYPOS.. I DUN WANA CORRECT EM.. :D N I DUN HAVE TIME TO CORRECT EM EITHER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH !!!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT HANDLE THIS NE MORE..&lt;br /&gt;16+7 COMMENTS.. 7 COMMENTS THT HALOSCAN ATE.. :| ONE OF THE MOST PRECIOUS COMMENTS THAT HLOSCAN ATE .. :|&lt;br /&gt;NEWAYZ THT MAKES IT 23 COMMENTS.. &lt;br /&gt;SOO MANY OFFLINERS.. ON YAHOO ..&lt;br /&gt;2 MAILS..&lt;br /&gt;WHICH ILL SHARE WITH U ALL LATER.. COZ IM TOO LAZY TO OPEN D MAIL ACCOUNT AND CRTLC+CTRLV IT HERE.. WHEN I OPEN IT ILL POST IT HERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD DECIDED THAT ILL NEVER GET BACK TO THIS PAGE .. NEVER EVR.. I HAVE EVEN OPENED A NEW BLOG.. :D .. N IT ROX :D  .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT AN EMOTIONAL PERSON.. (OK STOP LAUGHING) .. BUT I CANT RESIST THIS PAGE..&lt;br /&gt;BUT BROWSER AUTOMATICALLY TAKES ME TO THIS PAGE.. I DUNNO HOW.. (OH !! I FORGOT I HAVE SET IT AS MY HOMEPAGE) WELL SO .. COMMING BAK TO THE POINT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID MY MOM EVER DUMP ME IN GARBAGE CAN NEAR UNCLE NANDAS HOUSE .. COZ I DINT STAND UP TO HER EXPECTATIONS??? NOOO SHE DIDNT .. DID I EVER DROWN MY SELF IN THE SHAHPURA LAKE NEAR MY HOUSE???? COZ I DIDNT STANT UP TO MY OWN EXPECTATIONS?? DID I SUE MY COLLEGE ATHORITIES .. COZ THEY DIDNT STAND UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS??? (DUN ASK ME WHAT EXPECTATIONS IM TALKING ABOUT HERE ;) :p hehe ) .. NOO I NEVER.. DID I TAKE OSAMA BIN LADEN TO THE COURT ?? COZ HE DIDNT STAND UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS.. (YEAH .. I WANTED THE WHOLE COUNTRY ON FIRE..( VACATED COUNTRY I MEAN..) SO THAT THE WHOLE ECONOMY COLLAPSED.. BUT STILL NO HARM TO THE PPL.. SEE THEY CUD HAVE MIGRATED TO OTHER COUNTRIES.. PAR "BHART MAHAN" TO DUNIYAA KI SAAMNE AATA .. KUCH TO AATA :P )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE POINT IS.. I DINT DO NE THING TO NE ONE... THEY Y AM I DOING THIS TO MY BLOG??? KKKKKAAAAAAAAAHEEEE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILL GET BAK TO THIS PLACE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JALDI HI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THNKX A TONN TO ALL THOSE .. WHO POSTED THEIR LOOOOOONG COMMENTS.. TO ENLIGHTEN ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL.. I HAVE AN AWARD TOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LONGEST COMENT AWARD ...GOES TO JHONNY BOY .. :D .. BHAI LOGO.. COMMENT ME POEM BHI HAI .. N READ IT.. IT TOOK SOME TIME FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND IT.. STUPID ME.. :D .. BUT ITS WORTH IT !! :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BHAI LOGO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILL GET BAK .. SOON .. THIS WAS NO PUBLICITY STUNT.. I MISSED MY BLOGS 5000'TH ANNIVERSARY.. :( .. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY THOUGHT THAT GOT ME BAK TO THIS PLACE.. WAS THAT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM AM THE BOSS OF MY LIFE.. ILL DO WHAT I WANT TO.. WHO ON EARTH CAN STOP ME FROM SAYING WHAT I WANT TO.. IM NOT SCARED OF NE ONE.. I AM WHAT I AM.. N THIS IS WHAT I AM.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL PPL..&lt;br /&gt;A NEW DAY HAS COME !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWAYS.. IM ALL SET..&lt;br /&gt;BAGS R PACKED..&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING FOR SHIRDI..&lt;br /&gt;WILL LEAVE IN 20 MINS FROM NOW..&lt;br /&gt;I HAD BEEN REMEMBERING SAI BABA.. FROM LAST 3-4 DAYS.. AND AAJ ALL OF A SUDDEN OUT OF BLUES.. PAPA NE BOLA.. CHALO BETA .. LETS GO TO SHIRDI.. :D .. BY CAR.. COZ NO RESERVATIONS .. :|  THIS TRIP WAS PLANNED 1 MONTH BAK.. BUT GOT CANCELLED COZ OF SUM PROBLEM.. PAR JAB BABA BULATE HAIN.. TAB KOI NAHI ROK PATA.. HEHE WILL B BAK AFTER 2-3 DAYS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY .. ILL HAVE TO LEAVE ANOTHER FLT !! :((  .. BUT NO WORRIES.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO .. THIS WAS ME..&lt;br /&gt;DOING SOME JUSTICE TO MY BLOG ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:* I LOVE U MY BLOG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;br /&gt;BBYEE&lt;br /&gt;TC&lt;br /&gt;MISS MEE!! :D ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112202971758063549?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112202971758063549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112202971758063549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112202971758063549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112202971758063549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/enough-is-enough-is-enough.html' title='ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112147254145980977</id><published>2005-07-15T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T18:05:33.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBYE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/condemned_walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/condemned_walk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is the 59th post im typing .. havent yet published all the posts i wrote.. yeah i mean wrote.. dunno.. i have a lot of ppl who personally know me visiting this blog.. n there have been times when i havent posted what i wanted to .. and wht i felt like.. on my blog.. now if i cant pour my heart here.. then why have a blog?? cmon.. i dun like copy pasting all the time .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been some 90 days since i have been here.. and some 4655 hits.. :) that makes abt 51.7 hits a day.. niiice.. made some real nice friends.. someppl who put down everything about life and help "idiots" like me to have a look at life and take life in a more realstic way... yeah .. atimes some posts have even made me cry .. if i cud relate to em.. :| .. newayz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey so far was gr8 !! awsome.. !! beautiful.. atimes funny .. and some times.. when it made me cry it was ... what ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 4:07am .. n im out of my bed.. sitting here.. with a million pages i want to type.. abt how life is treating me.. but even if i write about it.. i cant post it here.. and this thinghas been bugging me since quiet a few days now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if ill get back to .. my search .. in search of my self.. to this space i shared with u all.. may b ill just stay around .. will keep visiting the blogs i visited.. and keep bothering u all with the nonsence comments that i leave.. may b i wont .. may b ill update this page with poems n thoughts tat i find nice.. may b i wont.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wats certain is.. that now ill own a blog .. some here in the blogosphere.. where ill put all my thoughts.. the way they come out.. all my musing.. my rambaling..my sulking.. my mumblings.. everythhing.. from the happy things .. to hillarious.. to most of the times.. stupid things tht i do n come across.. to the deepest darkest truths.. that i hide inside me.. ill write all about it there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i seriously cant take it any more.. i want to write about so many things.. but i cnt .. i have about 7 posts on my blog that i havent posted .. n saved as a draft.. will delete em or.. save em on my computer today.. .. will post em on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;br /&gt;i got it&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;will post em on a new space on net.. i dunno where.. my b on blogger.. with some other url.. may b on some other blog server.. i dunno.. but that blog wont have ne of my imprints.. wont tell abt it to ne one.. nope nt even to my frnz now.. its hurts soo bad !! i m like.. so much attached to this place.. :| .. leaving it... !!but hey nidhi !!.. this is life..isint it??&lt;br /&gt;it goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n on..&lt;br /&gt;n on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ppl if.. some dy&lt;br /&gt;some where.. on this blogosphere.. u find a blog.. that narrates a story of some body like me.. plz do comment .. or shout out loud in the shout box ull see there.. ill love to hear from u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i cud leave my identity there on that blog.. but then we have google that can help my frnz to get the url to my nu blog.. so i wun leave ne identity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey before leaving.. id like to thak a few ppl.. who actually introduced me.. or inspired me.. to maintain a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooza.. yeah hers was the first blog i visited.. n one of my favs.. abhi bhi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rohit jain.. this guy .. has stopped bloggin.. but i dunnoo.. his blog was always a fun a read.. when ever he posted.. one of the best frnz .. or rather best frnd i made online :) .. buddy plz start blogging :) plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rohit kaul.. tere nu blog k idea ne mujhe bacha liya brother.. :) .. this blog is another blog that inspired.. n still inspires me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abhinav.. this man puts so much "anti girls" stuff on his blog.. that atimes i just feel like .. givin him the butt kickin of the life time.. but hey.. its the hard reality .. so what ever he puts there is most of the times correct.. :D .. what i like abt his blog.. is thw funny n interesting way he writes :) .. n atimes he writes abt IIMC .. n u get a lil bit closer to ur dreams when it inspires u :) .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will reach an IIM .. is bari hi.. nahi to i even have next year ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looong list i cant mentiona allthe names..u all r gr8 !!! n i love visiting all the blogs tat i have blogrolled :) sccchiii ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i can see..my computer clock tells me ..its 4:19am..&lt;br /&gt;dawn is abt to break.. i have been hearin the birds chirping since last 2 hrs..&lt;br /&gt;(does this remind some body of something..)&lt;br /&gt;its after about 20 days that im online soo late..  :)&lt;br /&gt;chalo ppl&lt;br /&gt;bbye&lt;br /&gt;ill b around.. &lt;br /&gt;bt nt around here may b..&lt;br /&gt;im almost in tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  know this shitty place isint worth neones tears.. &lt;br /&gt;but i yam in tears.. :(   .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last words of wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live each day as it comes...one at a time..&lt;br /&gt;dun think too much abt the future.. .. accept it as it comes..&lt;br /&gt;dream .. but dun forget today n ur present .. coz thats all u really have..&lt;br /&gt;give love.. and dun expect returns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samet lo sitaaroon ko hatho me apne..&lt;br /&gt;bahut door tak raat hi raat hogi..&lt;br /&gt;musafir hai hum bhi..&lt;br /&gt;aur musafir ho tum bhi..&lt;br /&gt;kahi na kahi fir mulakaat hogi !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye&lt;br /&gt;love u all..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112147254145980977?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112147254145980977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112147254145980977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112147254145980977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112147254145980977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/bbye.html' title='BBYE...'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112126349491790529</id><published>2005-07-13T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T07:19:37.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heres the new url.. chooro ke raja kaa :D</title><content type='html'>ok had a chat with that kid!! &lt;br /&gt;his new blog address is.. :&lt;a href="http://swappie.blogdrive.com"&gt;swapnil AKA swappy .. hehe(sounds like a puppys name.. no hard feelings..) AKA smarty &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first a few offliners..&lt;br /&gt;n then the chat that i had with him .. abhi kuch der pehle.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7/12/2005 9:38:28 AM): wth man ! y have u copied my header ? does that in search of myself makes ne sense at ur blog ?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7/12/2005 9:38:35 AM): gone case !!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/12/2005 8:55:45 PM): my cookies deactivated &lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/12/2005 8:55:47 PM): but message not comin in shoutbox&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/12/2005 8:56:06 PM): Happy 2 see my name on the Frontpage od 1 of da best sites&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/12/2005 8:56:15 PM): u know a co incidence?&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/12/2005 8:56:18 PM): Thanx 4 all ur complements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:50:16 AM): beta teri to gai !!&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:50:49 AM): to apni siteto fir se launch kar/....&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:50:56 AM): fir aur batati hu &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:13 AM): im enjoying every bit of this thing&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:15 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:18 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:22 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:23 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:39 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:51:45 AM): n u know what?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:01 AM): yess my blog is really one of the best on bloggers..&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:14 AM): koi shak sa sawaal... &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:31 AM): kal hi to offliners me bola thaa tumne .. &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:38 AM): panga kis se liya hai?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:39 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:42 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:44 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (7:52:46 AM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/13/2005 1:34:06 PM): My galfrnds name is nidhi too&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/13/2005 1:48:25 PM): dont worry&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (7/13/2005 1:48:55 PM): i just changed the name.. I informed my frnds.. And i will still copy..plz do put something good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..&lt;br /&gt;abhi thodi der pehle. .. &lt;br /&gt;vaise i dun claim my site to b very popular.. but remember i told u all.. ki this guy thinks mine is kinda famous.. so i just added it there  HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:08 PM): hey choorrrr&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:09 PM): !!!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:26:13 PM): Hi&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:26:22 PM): wassup?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:25 PM): nthing&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:31 PM): darr k bhaag haye&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:32 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/3.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:26:43 PM): nahin khali address change kiya&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:48 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:26:50 PM): same thing&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:26:53 PM): now i have better things than urs&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:26:59 PM): Hindi writin scripts&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:27:01 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:27:08 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:27:25 PM): thank god u got a better blog &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; mera to bach gaya&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:27:25 PM): i even changed pehla nasha&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:27:34 PM): itnaaa change&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:27:41 PM): i got a better tune of pehla nasha only&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:27:55 PM): address to batao .. mai bhi dekhu .. sudhra hua smarty &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/13.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:28:12 PM): Did i tell u dat meri Gf ka naam Nidhi hain&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:28:23 PM): no i wont tell add to u&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:28:25 PM): nahi&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:28:28 PM): y?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:28:36 PM): areee common b a sport&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:28:38 PM): i am happy my name is on the first page of ur site&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:28:45 PM): it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:28:48 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:28:51 PM): yeah rite !!&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:29:07 PM): if u tell me the address... ill mention tht ur no more a  choor&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:29:15 PM): Joke!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:29:19 PM): Joke!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:29:23 PM): Joke!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:29:41 PM): be a sport&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:29:41 PM): nahi&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:29:44 PM): sach me boss&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:29:51 PM): u wrote all dat abt me an tellin me to be a sport&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:29:56 PM): tell me the address ill paste it there.. ki ye baccha sudhr gaya&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:29:59 PM): u dun know me&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:30:01 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:09 PM): sudhar gaya matlab&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:15 PM): bighda kabhi tha?&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:30:22 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:29 PM): Okie just see &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:30:30 PM): chal bata abb &lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:41 PM): htttp://swappie.blogdrive.com&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:30:45 PM): ill post it on my blog ki baccha ne sudhrne ka rasta apnaya &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:55 PM): http://swappie.blogdrive.com&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:30:59 PM): do wat u want&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:31:12 PM): i want 2000 users to virew dis site 2day&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:31:22 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:31:30 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:31:49 PM): teri site ka naam meri site pe hoga to teri site to hits milenge hi&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:31:51 PM): Now put any shit abt me on ur site&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:31:53 PM): i dun care&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:31:56 PM): its kinda popular site &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:32:05 PM): coz nobody over there knows me to humiliate ne&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:32:28 PM): and ur popularizin it more&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:32:34 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:32:35 PM): see&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:32:37 PM): ur a kid&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:32:44 PM): i noe&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:32:47 PM): and every body i know is above 22&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:32:57 PM): so even if u get bak to the old site&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:33:02 PM): it wont matter&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:33:06 PM): coz really&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:33:08 PM): Joke!&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:33:19 PM): and i dun even knoe the basics of HTMl&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:33:25 PM): swear it&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:33:47 PM): we all have lotaaa thhings to do.. no body will give a shit to sites owned by copy cats like u.. unless its a real whiz kids site.. dexter's..&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:33:55 PM): hows new music?&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:33:59 PM): like me&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:01 PM): new muic &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:04 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:11 PM): its the same old&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:34:12 PM): see its different&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:15 PM): infact&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:34:15 PM): No&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:17 PM): its bad!&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:33 PM): poly music only makes the over impression of the site loud&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:35 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agrawal (6:34:36 PM): it differs&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:34:52 PM): and one piece of advice&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:35:05 PM): remove ur picture from ur blog.. &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:35:09 PM): its  scary&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:35:10 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:35:16 PM): sach me &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:35:46 PM): so&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:00 PM): i will now paste the whole conversation at my blog&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:02 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:10 PM): and tell ppl ki tum sudhar gaye ho&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:12 PM): dun worry&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:27 PM): it wont affect u.. like u just said.. &lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:30 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:43 PM): n will only help u gettin a few more hits&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:36:46 PM): bbye&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:42:24 PM): beta&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:42:30 PM): bye karna acchi baat hoti hai&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:42:31 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:43:34 PM): daro mat&lt;br /&gt;angelnidz (6:43:35 PM): &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/3.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo no more of swapnil on my blog &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/3.gif"&gt; .. :)&lt;br /&gt;bbye kiddu..&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112126349491790529?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112126349491790529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112119717468240504</id><published>2005-07-12T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T12:39:34.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DHAMKI MAAN GAYA!!</title><content type='html'>HEY chk out the blog of swapnil noe.. he has removed the page temporarily !! :D .. dhamkiyo ka abhi tak to asar dikh araha hai :D  .. so that post was the solution.. :D .. n now beta swapnil.. bete naya blog bhi khol lo ge naa.. to mai vaha bhi pahuch jaungi :D .. naya blog mat doondho.. it will only affect ur regular visitors.. naya blog doondho copy maarne k liye :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye&lt;br /&gt;thankx :D&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112119717468240504?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112114281681079223</id><published>2005-07-11T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:22:15.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty jacka** ..this one goes out for u !! :D :)) muhahahahaha</title><content type='html'>hey all !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://swapnil90.blogdrive.com/"&gt;SWAPNIL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u gotta check this blog out.. its by some kid.. swapnil.. &lt;br /&gt;this guy is crazy enuff to copy all the stuff including the pictures that he finds at my blog.. !! no problem ... goo on copy whar ever u want to.. no copy rights here ! but on top of that... read his profile.. abt the designing and stuff he says.. "it was me who took trouble and made this site out !!" muhahaahaha !! thats when u copy my header and dun even care to remove the title of my blog from there !! &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; and above all.. guess what??? right click disabled !! &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt; .. thankx dude .. for taking pains.. to preserve .. or copy right .. the copied content from  my blog.. gadhe &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/3.gif"&gt; u really need to learn how to copy.. engg me aao pata chal jayega.. he he.. n to add to it.. after every poem (with the so hard to find .. realted picture that i posted) copied from my blog.. he puts a foot note.. "thought out by swapnil" n finally .. .. n just have a look at the back ground music.. its pehla nasha.. ni copy rights here.. but just have a look at the way he has copied the code.. the font.. colour .. n the message following it is the same as i put it here "pehla nasha.. i just love it !!" this guy adds my id to his yahoo buddy list .. with his id .. smarty_agarwal !!&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; and tells me .. "u own one of the best blogs on blogger !! "&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what swapnil.. u shud put names of pooza n nidhi as the contributers.. on ur blog.. n yess .. &lt;strong&gt;this post is in reply to the n number of messages tht u deleted on ur shout box .. when i highlighted that swapnil.. u copied the posts form my / poozas blog.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt; and one time he replied.. sayin.. nidhi how do u expect a 10th standatd kid to be as creative .. i dun get enough time.. 10th is boards naa.. so i get stuff from ppl's blog.. WHO ADVICED U TO MAINTAIN A BLOG .. IF U HAVE SO MUCH BURDEN ON U !! ?? &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt; i wuldnt have posted this posthere !! hehe.. but i love tesing kids &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt; on their stupidity.. and then i had to update my blog.. also.. n above all.. urdeleting my messages from ur shout box.. (ku ki teri copy wali baat sabko pata chal jati) kinda bugged me.. n here i am with this post &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; maikaunsa kam ho copy marne me..but i dun for get to mention the author and the owner of the article.. .. tu to article ko apna banaleta hai.. n maanta bhi nahi ki tumne nahi likhaa ye.. and i just noticed .. ur thought for the day is.."OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS AS THEY REALLY ARE!!" &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt;  THINK ABOUT IT !!! is liye mere sachaai se bhare msgs ko shout box se delete na kia kre bacche &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarty_agarwal.. ur some gone mental case !!  n u know what?? smarty.. is a.. kindaa lingo used in here @ our college.. for.. jack a** like u &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt; no hard feelings.. im just tellin u what this part of the world calls ppl like u &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/21.gif"&gt; .. and yeah !! .. u know what??u did the right selection when u choose ur id on yahoo.. coz if u wudnt have been smarty.. u wudnt have copied the stuff .. so blindly !! and then claimed tht u wrote it.. n wudnt have hightlighted .. that u took soooo much pains makin ur blog &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bacche copy karna to theek se seekh le.. &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/10.gif"&gt; n in case u get that strong urge to revolt agints this post on my blog.. ur free to comment .. here .. on ur blog .. or ne where on the WWW .. who gives a shi* to what u do newayz.. hehe !!!&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/angelnidz/24.gif"&gt; go on.. b a lil creative.. n post a reply to this on ur blog.. or no wait.. y be creative.. y dun u just copy this stuff n paste it on ur blog.. as a &lt;strong&gt;MERIT CERTIFICATE OF BLINDLY COPYING&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye..&lt;br /&gt;tc..&lt;br /&gt;u'll need some rest after readin thi.. u kiddu !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112114281681079223?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112114281681079223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112114281681079223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112114281681079223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112114281681079223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/smarty-jacka-this-one-goes-out-for-u-d.html' title='Smarty jacka** ..this one goes out for u !! :D :)) muhahahahaha'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112105541753252464</id><published>2005-07-10T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:16:57.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Powered by intellect ,Driven by Values"  ...  ( Too Good!! )</title><content type='html'>He was short.He was sharp.He was the brightest boy in his class.His seniors would ask him to solve their difficulties in Science.He could have go unnoticed in  the crowd, but once you asked him a question related to Physics or Maths, there was a spark in his eyes.He could Grasp theories of Science faster than the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He came from a poor but educated family.His father was a high-school teacher and an avid reader of english literature.He, like all the boys int he class was trying to get addmission into some engineering college.The brighter ones wanted to study in he Indian Institutes of Technology,or the IIT's.There was an entrance test for IIT.This boy,along with his friends applied to appear for the test.They did not have any special books or coaching.All these IIT aspirants would sit below  the shade of a stone mantap close to chamundi hills in the sleepy town of Mysore.He was a guide for others.While the others struggled to solve problems in the question paper,he would smile shyly and solve them in no time.He sat below a tree and dreamt of studying at IIt.He ! was then only sixteen years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       D-Day came.He came to Bangalore,stayed with some relatives and appeared for the entrance test.He did very well but would only say "OK" when asked.It was the opposite when it came to food...."OK" implied bad, "good" implied ok, and "very good" implied good!!His principle was never to hurt anyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The IIt entrance resutls came.He had passed with flying colors and the hightest rank.He was thrilled!He went to his father who was reading a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "ANNA,I have passed the exam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WEll done,My Boy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to join IIT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; His father stopped reading the paper.He lifted his head, Looked at the boy and said with a heavy voice"You know our finaincial position,and i cannot afford your expenses at IIT.You can stay in Mysore and learn as much as you want."His father was sad that he had to tell the bitter truth,but it could not be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The teenager was dissappointed.He was so near to fulfilling his fondest dream ,yet so far.His heart sank in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He did not reply.He never shared his unhappines with anyone.He was an introvert by nature.His heart was bleeding but he did not get angry  with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The day came,his classmates were leaving for madras(today called chennai).They were leaving from Mysore to chennai.They had shared good years at school and he went to wish them good luck for their future.At the station his friends were already there.They were excited and discussing their new hostels,new courses etc.So he stood there silently.One of his friends noticed and said"You should have made it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He did not reply .He just wished them.He stood there even after he could no longer see the train or the waving hands.It was June 1962 in the mysore city.Yet he stood there motionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He said to himslef ,without anger or jealously," All students from the IIT's study well and do big things in life.But it is not the institution ,ultimately it is you and you alone who can change your life by hard work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This son of a school teacher became a pioneer of India's software industry.He is none other than Infosys founder and present Chairman ,Narayana Murthy.His motto being ,"Powered by intellect ,Driven by Values".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rayandkeshavan.com/brandidentity/images/infosys_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112105541753252464?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112105541753252464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112105541753252464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112105541753252464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112105541753252464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/powered-by-intellect-driven-by-values.html' title='&quot;Powered by intellect ,Driven by Values&quot;  ...  ( Too Good!! )'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112083479723111730</id><published>2005-07-08T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T07:59:57.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/blind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/blind.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis, she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Susan now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyone around her. "How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth-her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion. And all she had to cling to was her husband Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was an Air Force officer, and he loved Susan with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Mark's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't working - it was hectic, and costly. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going? I feel like you're abandoning me." Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. He made her laugh, even on those not-so-good days when she would trip exiting the bus, or drop her briefcase. Each morning, they made the journey together, and Mark would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. He believed in her, in the Susan he used to know before she'd lost her sight, who wasn't afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday ... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?" The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and asked again, "What do you mean?" The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely, and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/O%26M1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/O%26M.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was blessed, so blessed, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there had been darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God watches over us in just the same way. We may not know He is present. We may not be able to see His face, but He is there nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God Loves You - even when you are not looking."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112083479723111730?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112083479723111730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112083479723111730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112083479723111730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112083479723111730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/passenger.html' title='The Passenger'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112066522098818024</id><published>2005-07-06T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T08:53:40.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS HARD !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24063525_880880c951.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said nothing..&lt;br /&gt;but i heard it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised nothing..&lt;br /&gt;but i waited for it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave nothing..&lt;br /&gt;but i recieved it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still have everything..&lt;br /&gt;and im left with nothing at all ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112066522098818024?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112066522098818024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112066522098818024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112066522098818024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112066522098818024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-hard.html' title='ITS HARD !!'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112054728497161295</id><published>2005-07-05T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:18:38.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLZ... ME AND STRAWBERRY !! HE HE !! BUTTERSCOTCH + CHOCOLATE 4 ME :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Strawberry Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/icecream/strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core.&lt;br /&gt;You often find yourself on the outside looking in.&lt;br /&gt;Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with &lt;strong&gt;chocolate chip ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me shy.. is it??!! kisne bolaa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;helloooo !! ne chocolate chip ice cream out there!!! hehe !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112054728497161295?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112054728497161295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112054728497161295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112054728497161295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112054728497161295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/lolz-me-and-strawberry-he-he.html' title='LOLZ... ME AND STRAWBERRY !! HE HE !! BUTTERSCOTCH + CHOCOLATE 4 ME :)'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112039033782033390</id><published>2005-07-03T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T04:48:16.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;yesterday i was deleting some emails from my hotmail account.. u see 2mb is too small !! n i dun wanna get a **##^!@*&amp;-crap microsoft-hotmail-"paid"-good-for-nothing account !! so i 'had' to delete the old mails.. and there i found this forward mail.. some forward mails .. r always welcome to my inbox.. most of u must have read it.. but its worth postin here :) .. n yes .. i have a few blogger frnz.. who wun stop .. and keep teasin me by.. nidhi..u havent written it naa? u know what? i have written a couple of _"REALLY NICE"_ poems.. which .. i m too shy to share.. nahi nahi they r decent. :P .. hehe.. but coz im being underestimated.. im gonna post a few here.. abb guess karo .. kisne likhi :D .. till then .. enjoy this poem..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt; A Lesson Learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/Mother%20and%20Child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/Mother%20and%20Child.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a stranger as he passed by.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, excuse me please", was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Please excuse me too,&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even watching for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very polite, this stranger and I.&lt;br /&gt;We went on our way and we said good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;But at home a different story is told,&lt;br /&gt;How we treat our loved ones, young and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, while I cooked the night's meal,&lt;br /&gt;My young son stood beside me very still.&lt;br /&gt;When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.&lt;br /&gt;"Get out of the way," I said with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked away, his little heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.&lt;br /&gt;While I lay awake in bed,&lt;br /&gt;A still small voice came to me and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When dealing with strangers, courtesy you use,&lt;br /&gt;But the children you love, you seem to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;Look there on the kitchen floor,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find some flowers by the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the flowers he brought for you.&lt;br /&gt;He picked them himself - pink, yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;He stood quietly not to spoil the surprise,&lt;br /&gt;And you never saw the tears in his eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I felt very small&lt;br /&gt;And then my tears began to fall.&lt;br /&gt;I quietly went and knelt by his bed,&lt;br /&gt;"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, "I found 'em out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I'm sorry how I acted today,&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you anyway."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I love you too,&lt;br /&gt;And I do like the flowers, especially the blue."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining here.. and u know how one should drive a 2wheeler on wet roads.. right.. well heres a lesson.. :) ..i had my first FLT @ CL aaj.. it went okish.. screwd the quant part.. :( .. n hopefully cleared the cutoffs in DI and RC+VA+EU .. :) phew !! .. neways.. as i was in a hurry to reach the center in time.. i almost met with an accident.. i bumped into a bike.. :| and hurt my right arm.. the bike wala and my vehicle.. r ok.. if ne thing would have happened to moms nu activa.. mom would have killed me :D .. but thanks to that bike wala guy.. my.. or rather moms activa is safe and sound.. but my hand is not :( .. its hurting .. i dint tell mom about it :| .. just found some ointment and its kinda okish abhi :) .. and on top of that.. guess what?? i thought that the test was from 9:00am.. and so i was in a hurry.. but guess what? i reached there half an hour early :| .. im NUTS !! .. how can i be suchaa freak !! :D .. but this is me.. he he !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nidhi's Gyaan ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. always attempt DI and then Quant.. coz u can do english quickly.. but not Quant.. and yess.. max 35mins on each section .. LITERALLY MEANS .. .. 35MINS ON EACH SECTION..&lt;br /&gt;2. always confirm and then reconfirm ur test timings.. &lt;br /&gt;3. if ur drivin a vehicle that has an owner who has all the rights to kick u out of the house.. or kill u.. like ur mom .. dad.. brother.. spouce.. then.. plz for heavenssaaake drive near a safe driver.. or.. may be on a road wher u have no other vehicle.. coz im a true believer of the _fact_ .. &lt;em&gt; women r sick at driving!&lt;/em&gt; .. no hard feelings plz.. im a woman too.. n im accepting that fact !! :D&lt;br /&gt;4. plz tell ur mom that u have hurt your self.. if u have.. make some excuse if u think she'll scold u.. she will always suggest a better way to cure ur wound...&lt;br /&gt;AAAaaoooOOOCH .. like im just about to do.. how about.. mom i fell down from the stairs?? from the tree?? my boy friend and me me with an accident.. n i was on his bike :P :D .. he he .. kiddin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl.. &lt;br /&gt;enough of my crap..&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;br /&gt;tc..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112039033782033390?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112039033782033390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112039033782033390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112039033782033390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112039033782033390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/lesson-learned.html' title='A Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112027780638517187</id><published>2005-07-01T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:21:06.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will learn to change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This wallpaper i recieve as a fwd mail from of of my frnz yest .. i really liked it.. so thought abt sharin it will u all :) just click on the pic to enlarge it :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/I%20Wil%20Learn%20To.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/I%20Wil%20Learn%20To.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112027780638517187?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112027780638517187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112027780638517187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112027780638517187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112027780638517187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-will-learn-to-change.html' title='I will learn to change.'/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-112006828463922871</id><published>2005-06-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T11:36:36.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm all alone .. The rooms are getting smaller ..   :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/1600/smile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4130/1017/400/smile1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;as we go on we'll remember..&lt;br /&gt;all the times we .. had together..&lt;br /&gt;and as out lives change..come what ever..&lt;br /&gt;we will still be..&lt;br /&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S    F.O.R.E.V.E.R .. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first day at school ,I was 4 then. I wasnt a cry baby.. but as my mom n dad dropped me n I saw them leaving.. I remember I was in tears .. crying out loud.. and there stood Carmel Convent.. one of the biggest schools of my city.. welcoming me with open arms.. sister took me to her office and gave me some sweets to eat.. but tht didnt stop me from crying .. then I was given an identity card.. stapled with my handkerchief to my bottle green tunic.. :) that cudnt have stopped Me from cryin either.. :| .. then some nun took me to the class. Now .. I was given some other section .. but as she left me in front of the class n left.. I began to run with all my might towards the end of the long corridor thinking  id see my parents.. but my loud cry was audible to the class teacher of K-1/B and she called me in.. and made me sit next to the most beautiful and the most adorable girl I have ever known :) Mridu :) well she cudnt stop me from cryin either.. I dun remember what happened after that.. but all I know.. is that we started to talk.. and then u know how I get indulged in it :D .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had many things in common .. and many nt so common.. after all how can u compare a dainty thing and an savage from texas :D .. I was amongst the most talkative and most naught fellow of the class.. and she was just the opposite. Id play on the slide and keep falling and hurting myself. And shed be some where on the the swing or seesaw some where playing some role play kinda game :) ;) :D.. she was cute and sweet and I was tomboyish.. ugly Id cal my self.. :D .. thanks to 4 brothers and just 1 sis (joint family u see) .. :) but more than that .. we had some things in common that not all best friends have .. we shared same birth day :) we were almost neighbours .. we were always put in the same section.. our bua ji were also friends. She was also semi lucknowite .. we were together at school and many a times even after that. Both typical taurens :) so pat-ti bahut hai :) .. my mom made spicy food. Which she cudnt eat, and I liked her lunch .. so her mom wud cook for me as well :) lolz.. that explains y I was soo chubby during my school days.. I remember those those hours in the ground .. sitting and talking during lunch time and free periods :) .. and then we both learnt karate together at school.. hey did u all know? Im karate senior brown belt :D.. just 1 belt behind black :D. so u see we have spent 14 years of our lives together ..both good and bad. There was one time when she broke her hand. And I carried her bag for her, I wrote notes for her. I cant even count how many birthdays we have celebrated together..the problem was if we celebrated bdays at our own palces then we both wud miss each others bdays.. so either we celebrated it together or i'd celebrate it in the afternoon and she in the evening :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 9th standard we wre shuffled and we got into different sections .. but there I made friends with some really naughty girls. And the next year was 10th .. so literally our 9thCs notorious fellows were shuffled again so that we wud perform well in 10th standard and I was sent to 10thB.. bak with mridu .. and then came snigdha and garima.. new admissions and we four were the bestum best frnz :) .. and then 11th .. I took PCM &amp; Computer Science .. and Mridu took Commerce &amp; computer science.. so we still had 2-3 lectures together.. :) thank u God for that mercy .. and then me and snigdha left school in 12th .. thats a long story again.. but u were still in touch.. hamesha.. like we never parted at all :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember after 12th standard.. I was planning to join DAVV and she was goin to pune for her Bcom .. and I was too lazy to buy that autograph diary .. and get it signed from my frnz.. I got her autograph first.. what shocked me was.. out of the 100s of autograph diaries at archies.. she and me had bought the same kinda piece.. exactly same ditto :D.. and I dun remember how many times such a thing has happened :) .. same to same thing.. like twins .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well she didnt leave for pune .. and I didnt leave for DAVV .. thankx dads.. both her and mine :| newayz.. so we wre still in touch .. a few days bak.. I was @ her place. And i opened some diary .. &lt;strong&gt;it had a cutie Mickey mouse and fido dido book mark and some stickers made by some kid.. with crayons and pencil.. I being so interested in drawing and painting .. was havin a look at it and smiling and making faces.. and she came in.. and when she saw me and my dazed face .. she was like.. tujhe ye kaha se mila.. I said .. yahi pada hua thaa.. and I asked her .. ye tumne banaya hai? And what came next amazed me.. she said pagal hai kyaa? Ye tune banaya thaa.. mujhe tu kitni saare cartoons bana ke deti thii ..hool gai kyaa? (yess i had forgotten that thing or rather thing's') n was like almost in tears .. is it? Sach me? I made this.. and u still have it with u.. u have kept me and my stupid innocent gifts like treasure.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after almost 18 years of togetherness.. comes the parting .. mridu left for her higher studies.. banglore.. alliance .. and .. believe me.. im sucha freak.. It didnt click me that when ill meet her today.. ill meet her .. may b for the last time.. I mean.. I dunno where ill end up.. and when will I  meet her next.. I was so occupied in my own world and my own life that past 3 days .. even though I had been calling her.. talking to her.. but it never clicked me that after this parting.. our lives will be full of uncertainties.. I had to meet her @ 5pm. But me.. im suchaa freak.. I reached her place @ 5:35pm.. u see now even that 35 mins late thing is killing me.. earlier I made her wait for hours.. n then for some reason I had to go bak home.. then I came bak at 6:45pm.. and those last 45 mins with her.. frankly speaking.. I still cant breathe easy.. feeling suffocated.. she is gone.. while coming back from her place.. I realized that in that uneasy state of mind.. I forgot that I took my digi with me.. and called her while I was half way home.. told her that ill miss her soo much .. and that I wanted to come back to her place and click a few pics.. and cud she say no.. even though she had to leave in 15mins.. .. the traffic was sick.. but managed to reach her place in 10 mins.. and took some pics.. Wanted to cry out loud.. but didnt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill miss u mridu.. :(( :(( :(( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my old frnz gone.. anu gone.. snigdha gone.. mridu gone.. what will I do now?? Im all alone :(( ill miss u sweety,.. Plz ill make the blog for u.. ill decorate it.. ill do all that I can.. but I want u to update it.. I want u to write about what all u did.. what all went on.. everything.. I want it to be like ur diary.. so that no matter what happens I ccan still hear u .. the way I heard .. when we talked endlessly on phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen a friendship as pure as urs.. I swear to god on that.. n ill miss u .. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant be mean.. i want to see u fly like a bird.. progress with leaps and bounds ..  may God bless u with all the good and wondreful thing that u deserve :) .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where ill be after 1 year.. HCL Tech or some good college for management.. but where ever ill be.. one thing is for sure.. this one year without u my frnd will be hard to spend.. even though we didnt meet much ..but we were in contact thru phone.. and its was like i knew that i have mridu some where in the city .. in my reach.. whome i can count on .. ne time.. at any hour.. all i know is.. ill be missin u .. ur one person who has given me love and unconditional support and friendship.. in return to wht i gave.. how offen do u find sucha frnd.. who gives u more than u give him/her. i wonder if ill ever find sucha frnd.. who'd care for me so much.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( this 1 year will me hard to spend.. and i have no idea what life holds for me after that :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i always say.. the best thing God has gifted us with .. is the the ablility to move on.. no matter how much we want to cling to our past.. no matter how much we try to stay with our memories .. life goes on.. sun still rises in the east and sets in the west.. earth still rotates around the sun.. and ppl still come and leave.. insaan koshish kare ya naa kare.. come what may.. no matter how adverse the situations n difficult life gets.. "aadat padh hi jati hai" insaan "aadat bana leta hai" .. and he gets up and moves on.. broken hearted.. or without heart .. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;theres a place in my heart .. &lt;br /&gt;with ur name etched deep..&lt;br /&gt;a sweet special place..&lt;br /&gt;where my memories i keep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lock it up tightly..&lt;br /&gt;at the end of each day..&lt;br /&gt;i hold then securly..&lt;br /&gt;and put them away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each morning im awaken..&lt;br /&gt;to open it once more..&lt;br /&gt;i find them secure..&lt;br /&gt;with palce for still more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i love to one hundred..&lt;br /&gt;each day may i find..&lt;br /&gt;atleast one new  memory..&lt;br /&gt;and none left behind..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill miss u :(&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;urs .. forever..&lt;br /&gt;nidhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12167743-112006828463922871?l=nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/feeds/112006828463922871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12167743&amp;postID=112006828463922871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112006828463922871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12167743/posts/default/112006828463922871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nidhiinsearch.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-all-alone-rooms-are-getting-smaller.html' title='I&apos;m all alone .. The rooms are getting smaller ..   :('/><author><name>Nidhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656364048693520158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos15.flickr.com/20645309_d50749cbe1.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12167743.post-111995828581729824</id><published>2005-06-28T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T05:05:50.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ok.. first neetie.. then mitu .. n now seetha.. my blog has been multi tagged with the "three things" virus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after soo many requests... comes the "three things about" " princess nidhi" post :) he he kiddin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first.. it was suchaa long post.. n took soo much time to edit.. :P .. but it was worth it.. i found out so much about myself.. each line i edited.. made me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankx ppl :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Nidhi &lt;br /&gt;2.Gudia&lt;br /&gt;3.Only two no other.. PAGAL.. my frnz call me.. most of em :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had many.. the only ones i remember r.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Nidhi______&lt;br /&gt;2.Angel_nidhi&lt;br /&gt;3.Angilla_carter (this one ..i used when I was a big nick carter fan .. during school days.. some times I still use it :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no babe, but there are things about myself that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My hair.. straight .. thick .. long (though nt very long) n yess the color is nt black. Nt brown.. its natural burgundy :D he he&lt;br /&gt;2.My eyes.. big and I  like the color .. &lt;em&gt;katthie&lt;/em&gt; he he&lt;br /&gt;3.Dunno.. yeah may be.. my flexible face.. I can make all kinds of faces.. funny ..ugly .. cutie.. he he :) one for every occasion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My height.. I wanted to be atleast 5'5'' ..  but thankx to my mom.. :) im nt :D&lt;br /&gt;2.Broad boned.. some times I feel how nice it wud have been if wud have been narrow boned.. the problem with broad boned structure is.. no matter how much u shed ur weight.. ull still look like u have.. some extra pounds.. chubby .. I've been dieting ALL MYLIFE :|&lt;br /&gt;3.My gait(here im like u seetha :P ) A times my frnz tell me.. nidhi .. stop being so tomboyish !! :D.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Positive n Bold Attitude.. thankx to both mom n dads sides.. &lt;br /&gt;2.Short temper.. is also what I have got in heritage.. thankx to both mom's n pa's sides.. again.. something im not proud of.. been tryin all  my life to control it.. now id say I have controlled it.. say abt 45% :D.. &lt;br /&gt;3.Cultural.. yet broad minded.. Cultural.. thankx to mom.. broad minded.. pa's side :D.. n yess .. most important.. Faith in god and faith in self.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.. or no .. wait.. let me see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Im sacred of loosing my family.. I totally agree with neetie. Even a thought of the moment when I'll leave my family.. my home.. my belongings.. kills me.. suffocates me.. :(&lt;br /&gt;2.Loosing my near n dear ones.. friends n well wishers.. whom im attached to.. a times i cry soo  much thinkin abt the day ill leave bhopal.. for studies.. or job.. what will I do without my frnz.. ppl who take my responsibility.. more than I take myself.&lt;br /&gt;3.Using my heart.. im scared of heart aches.. I think this is some phyco problem im suffering with.. when my frnz r busy getting in and out of relationships.. I prefer stayin away from all this.. I dunno y I have grown this attitude .. may b after anu's episode.. .. I dunno.. Im just too scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A computer with internet.. mustum must..&lt;br /&gt;2.My terrace :)&lt;br /&gt;3.Lots of laughter.. smiles.. water.. some food.. n yess.. lotsaaaa sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.Im wear 5 rings :) all advised by some &lt;em&gt;jodshi&lt;/em&gt; or the other.. 1 diamond, 1 emerald, 1 moon stone, 1 plain gold ring and 1 pearl :D.. there have been times pl have recognised me with my rings.. &lt;em&gt;nidhi.. vo khoob saari anguthiyo wali naa :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Lolz.. for a change im wearing a blue cutie.. salwar kameez abhi :D ..&lt;br /&gt;3.A cluther that's holdin my hair ..  shabby knot  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww .. I dunno.. I dun wanna think abt it either.. :| .. but still.. lemme see ..  I think understanding + good friendship.. defines love :) so what I want is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Im too loyal.. to all my near n dear ones.. n believe me.. most of the time I dun get it in return.. n it makes me feel bad.. so if he can give me same or even more loy
