<?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-20169134</id><updated>2012-01-24T05:55:53.781+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Geek/Dumbo</title><subtitle type='html'>Am doing "Reverse-Engineering" on "Engineering" to find who was the reason behind this "Hectic B.Tech" life...!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-8494306449089319636</id><published>2007-03-04T01:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:39:08.787+05:30</updated><title type='text'>IDEAL LIFE sounds relative</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There.. always comes a time, when people sit back and think y their life had been so chaotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sit back, make out a plan which looks more promising in approaching their goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And days passes, wen u r happy to see yourself following the plan u drafted.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life just doesn't give-up with u... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get caught up with things which you never expected to gain priority.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within few days ur million dollar life plan goes to drain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may counter saying ur plans wer just not able to adapt to changes in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one seems to have an right solution for this..&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I in fact have an different opinion on this question rather than the solution for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question comes in quite a variant form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Do u want to live life this way??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has ur life made a significance to others??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you reaching ur goals??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you able to control ur mind??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i could see where all these questions are leading to.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they seems straight forward, they actually relative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just compare your life with "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE IDEAL LIFE&lt;/span&gt;" variable(in a geek's wrd) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE IDEAL LIFE&lt;/span&gt;" is not really a Global constant.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This variable is largely influenced by quite a no. of things around the person who tries to define this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the quest to this "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE IDEAL LIFE&lt;/span&gt;" is leading to nowhere as one is IDEAL when he compares oneself with himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IDEAL&lt;/span&gt; is always thought of as a way to keep you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful when you really leave it to be chaotic, face things as it comes, changing goals as u need, so that its you who define what is Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; is a relative term, its you who decide how much happy you are. If you think reaching cloud 9 is Happiness, you will never enjoy the happiness of reaching everest top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, idea of leaving life chaotic doesn’t really mean that you do things always in the last min. They  inturn mean that you must rather excel in the way you are able to adapt to the changes that happen in ur life and fix small possible goals , which keeps your enthu high. So that you don’t bring ur complex down when you are not able to reach the limits you wished… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Life is a canvas ... its you who can decide what you would like to draw on it.. If you try to copy other's patterns you will lose your uniqueness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-8494306449089319636?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8494306449089319636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=8494306449089319636&amp;isPopup=true' title='72 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/8494306449089319636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/8494306449089319636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/ideal-life-sounds-relative.html' title='IDEAL LIFE sounds relative'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>72</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-116758733447159479</id><published>2006-12-31T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:50:06.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nouvelle année heureuse !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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Girl's watch will always be in a lag time zone..&lt;br /&gt;She came at around 10am.. And journey 2 Velankanni was impossible starting such late.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to tanjore.. ofcourse to temple ;) &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately.. The temple doors wer closed exactly as we entered(1pm).. &lt;br /&gt;So we decided to spend time by going 2 a movie.. &lt;br /&gt;I picked up "Casino Royal" from the wall posters.. &lt;br /&gt;Later we found that, the movie was running in a theatre which had no female aud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went 2 a movie called "East coast Road".. &lt;br /&gt;A big time Mokkai/Chaaaaat movie.. &lt;br /&gt;We wer just praying for the movie 2 get over.. &lt;br /&gt;Which atlast did by 6 or so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our return journey's fun is totally dedicated to the flow in which Greeny told lies to her father :D&lt;br /&gt;Her father was waiting to receive her at Trichy Stop.&lt;br /&gt;But we had just started 4rm Tanjore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first lie to her father was that she had missed her Umbrella at College.. and she is returning to college to get that(I own that lie anyways ;) )&lt;br /&gt;She had to getdown at some intermediate stop to get some stuffs to be collected 4rm her colleague's mother..&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately.. Colleague's father called and said he wil bring it the next day &lt;br /&gt;direct to station.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still Greeny used this opp. &lt;br /&gt;She told her dad that she got down and waited for her colleague's dad to come and.. left the place after he never turned up for a longtime.. &lt;br /&gt;For every lie she prompted.. " am in college now.. am in bus now.. &lt;br /&gt;am on the way back to college".. the guy before our seat would hav just thought that we wer born n brought up in lie :D&lt;br /&gt;Atlast.. She somehow managed to meet her dad.. and her Lie-session ended.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next day went w/o electricity.. fortunately.. &lt;br /&gt;i cud get into Octa using forged id.. &lt;br /&gt;So cud manage to get some movies downld into my lappy.. &lt;br /&gt;Thnx for all those LRSL(The Last Row of SunLab) members for spending time with me.. &lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse.. i shud thank Greeny for gifts ( incl. the gifts she got 4 her colleagues.. that she cudnt take home.. hence got redirected 2 me :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-116404330683014436?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116404330683014436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=116404330683014436&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/116404330683014436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/116404330683014436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-to-college.html' title='Back To the College !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-116274982225638025</id><published>2006-11-05T23:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:33:42.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Blog - Had to change my life style !</title><content type='html'>Sry for guys who wer expectin some turns in my or atleast in my corporate life... &lt;br /&gt;As the subject suggests i had to change my life style to make my life more meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more interested in past.. &lt;br /&gt;to keep my life much more chaotic.. &lt;br /&gt;Ther was a thrill in living life with short goals.. &lt;br /&gt;takin the challenges as it comes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its no more possible..&lt;br /&gt;Milk turned to curd..&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping at night 2 and going to cmpy at 10:30 changed all together.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking few ques to myself.. &lt;br /&gt;interrogating under the advice of neha.. &lt;br /&gt;as i could feel that i was going nowher.. &lt;br /&gt;i might hav reached a right place.. &lt;br /&gt;but this is not really what i wanted.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time i spent with my frnds reduced.. &lt;br /&gt;I reduced the time i used to chat/call with my frnds either... &lt;br /&gt;I cud find no reason until i searched for an answer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that.. &lt;br /&gt;though i was tryin 2 impress my mgr by doing things.. &lt;br /&gt;at a speed than he can imagine 4rm a fresher.. &lt;br /&gt;i was indeed losing somewher.. &lt;br /&gt;Am sure i might lose this momentum in days to come &lt;br /&gt;and at that time even my normal pace might luk dormant to him.. &lt;br /&gt;He himself advised me not to take wrk 2 room r stay back in office.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence started a search for a soln.. &lt;br /&gt;I started playin TT in the evening times..(with my mgr :P ).. &lt;br /&gt;My bro is leavin 2 switzerland by December.. &lt;br /&gt;So he had 2 learn French before he leaves.. &lt;br /&gt;I too was fond of learning a new lang. at this part of life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French classes really brought a new face to my life.. &lt;br /&gt;Classroom sessions.. wher u cud pass comments  even at teacher.. &lt;br /&gt;frnds all of age &gt; 20 who hav fun like school kids.. &lt;br /&gt;filling out workbook, dictation and tests.. n wat not.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this enjoyment at a cost.. &lt;br /&gt;i had to attend this class at morn 7 to 9.. &lt;br /&gt;which meant i hav 2 get up at 6.. &lt;br /&gt;which for one whole week seemed impossible.. but it is no more.. &lt;br /&gt;Now a days i getup b4 alarm rings... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a nocturnal being when i was in college.. &lt;br /&gt;And my mom tried her best 2 wake me up atleast at 9 after my college was done.. &lt;br /&gt;With no one 2 control here.. and that too in a cmpy.. &lt;br /&gt;wher i cud enter the gates even at 10 30.. &lt;br /&gt;I am changed.. completely changed.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cud now find a pattern in life.. &lt;br /&gt;i sleep pretty early.. &lt;br /&gt;cud get some time to cuk.. spend time with frnds.. tv.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: For those who think this as a script which u think u cud run it &lt;br /&gt;at this moment to find a pattern in life.. &lt;br /&gt;If u still in college.. better hangon being chaotic.. Thats one u wil never like in later part of life.. &lt;br /&gt;If u in cmpy like me.. better run this script as "root".. [;)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-116274982225638025?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116274982225638025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=116274982225638025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/116274982225638025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/116274982225638025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-blog-had-to-change-my-life-style.html' title='No Blog - Had to change my life style !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-115961847540980996</id><published>2006-09-30T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:44:35.420+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Day of Service - Nimbekaipura Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/shagan.glare/DayOfServiceNimbekaipura?authkey=37k6DLbktk5vRz2b_FCN1ZTRMTg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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and with 7 gals (lucky ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calls started pouring 4rm my frnds.. &lt;br /&gt;Was happy atleast few souls in this wrld wer waitin this late night &lt;br /&gt;2 wish bday 4 a moron like me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wer 2 back 2 our topics.. &lt;br /&gt;praying 4 the train 2 come asap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlast came the train.. at 2 am!.. &lt;br /&gt;I reached chennai at 9 .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed 2 hav bfast in my aunt's house.. &lt;br /&gt;i never knew they will b arrangin 4 a party 2 just 21 yr old baby like me :P..&lt;br /&gt;lots of sweets/cakes/dishes wer a treat to both eyes n mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to hav lunch at grandpa's house..&lt;br /&gt;Nother cake was waitin 4 me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Since am always on diet :P.. cudnt take much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left to my home(kalpakkam) atlast..&lt;br /&gt;Went with my dad n mom 2 temple.. &lt;br /&gt;came back n cut nother cake... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a LITE dinner.. and.. &lt;br /&gt;one of my college junior gal had called up.. &lt;br /&gt;made a small(1hr) conversation.. it was really gud to hear present status of college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back 2 my room... sittin with my lappy..&lt;br /&gt;chkin n reply for bday scraps and&lt;br /&gt;postin this blog..&lt;br /&gt;Now v in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;.. hope.. things go bright in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-115722312064362040?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115722312064362040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=115722312064362040&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115722312064362040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115722312064362040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-2-myself.html' title='Happy Birthday 2 myself !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-115478669927450993</id><published>2006-08-05T19:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:54:13.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A mail 4rm my frnd 2 yrs ago.. A tribute to Frndship day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Click for Attachment:&lt;a href="http://freeshell.in/~shagan/chimpu.pps"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chimpu.pps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="e" id="q_10cde9b544807279_0"&gt;----- Forwarded message from &amp;quot;$neh@&amp;quot; &amp;lt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:cl10223@nitt.edu" target="_blank"&gt;cl10223@nitt.edu&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; -----&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2004 03:46:06 +0530&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From: &amp;quot;$neh@&amp;quot; &amp;lt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:cl10223@nitt.edu" target="_blank"&gt; cl10223@nitt.edu&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt; Reply-To: &amp;quot;$neh@&amp;quot; &amp;lt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:cl10223@nitt.edu" target="_blank"&gt;cl10223@nitt.edu&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;Subject: happy friend ship day da !!!!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To: &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:ic10231@nitt.edu" target="_blank"&gt; ic10231@nitt.edu &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hai nettai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hope u r in the best of ur health and conditions...... the name neha i think&lt;br&gt;has clean been wiped off from ur memory page........ bad and sad da.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;chalo, me goin home tomorrow da( thursday afternoon). shall be back on sunday  &lt;br&gt;morning by bus..... have a nice friendship day !!!! hey nee innum enakku treat&lt;br&gt;tharala da pissaaaasuuu...... emaathaathey da.... seekiram tha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;apuram, ennoda friend eppadi irukkaaan..?????? my wishes an care to it too.  &lt;br&gt;nallla thodachi cover panni vekkara la????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ok. da.. this is my maiden pp presentation da.. hope u like it., might not be&lt;br&gt;up to ur standards but it is a hearty one and a meaningful one too. not a copy&lt;br&gt;right ok????  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;take care and bye da.....&lt;br&gt;c ya sooonn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lotsa luv and wishes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;chimpu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&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/20169134-115478669927450993?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115478669927450993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=115478669927450993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115478669927450993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115478669927450993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/mail-4rm-my-frnd-2-yrs-ago-tribute-to.html' title='A mail 4rm my frnd 2 yrs ago.. A tribute to Frndship day'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-115476759372963161</id><published>2006-08-05T14:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:36:50.110+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life@cisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC02680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/400/DSC02680.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- courtesy minnu(unofficial photographer of cisco ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month time@cisco .. &lt;br /&gt;I got some time 2 drop the gr8 moments.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had joined on june26th.. &lt;br /&gt;Had a kewl batch joining with me.. &lt;br /&gt;A gr8 variety of studs.. &lt;br /&gt;Party nite @ the first day.. was worth an ice break.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of induction prgm tuk us 2 famous hotels everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Got new frnds.. But werent able 2 pick the best.. &lt;br /&gt;coz i knew v will be dropped in various branches of cisco.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i was assigned my team NMTG..&lt;br /&gt;Three others joined with me(no gals :( )&lt;br /&gt;I started hearing lots of abbrevations.. CMP,EDI,ANA... &lt;br /&gt;I was made a Java n CCNA man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepak, a manager gav me some wrk on struts.. &lt;br /&gt;I was new 2 java.. n hence struts was rather an alien to me.. &lt;br /&gt;But i didnt want 2 disappoint him.. and ther started my struts life.. &lt;br /&gt;He took me into his team.. now am an EDI man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With laptop(given by cmpy), BroadBand @ home &amp; TV.. ther is no wry in searchin for aspects of wasting time.. &lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to &lt;br /&gt;Learn Struts for my assignment.. &lt;br /&gt;Learn Java&lt;br /&gt;Learn CCNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with this comes various VoDs n lectures that are for NewHire training..&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse sme time 2 b spent on Xtra Curri activites like window shoppin n bridwatchin..&lt;br /&gt;Am really loaded.. And i hav no idea how 2 prioritize these.. &lt;br /&gt;hope things might get sorted soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really say.. cisco is best place to wrk.. &lt;br /&gt;I can c many of my frnds earning more than me.. but still i dont envy them... &lt;br /&gt;coz i know cisco itself is a gift to me.. and i cant get an env like this anywhere else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-115476759372963161?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115476759372963161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=115476759372963161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115476759372963161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115476759372963161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifecisco.html' title='Life@cisco'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-115306394067206359</id><published>2006-07-16T20:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:45:18.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Down to Heart !</title><content type='html'>Following Blog Post is categorized as "diary" . Its ur wish to move ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough am on internet 24X7.. And i have lots n lots 2 drop..&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied up.. with laziness playin its part too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can write pages abt my life@cisco rightaway.. but this post is born out of heavy thoughts running in my mind for past few days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;br /&gt;/*&lt;br /&gt;GF - in my dictionary refers to "Gal who is a fnd" and not lover.. &lt;br /&gt;*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in college i was pretty happy with about 4 Gfs.. with whom i could share my thoughts, enjoy my happy moments and share theirs too.. &lt;br /&gt;But things started falling apart when i left college.. &lt;br /&gt;All the 4 are at quite a distance frm me now.. (with one @ heaven)&lt;br /&gt;People might say, "u shud keep ur frndship alive even wen they r std calls"..&lt;br /&gt;but the fact is.. when u call up ur dear frnd who was awaiting for ur call.. &lt;br /&gt;u will always like to make the moment lite.. not bringing the -ve thoughts runnin in ur mind.. i.e am wantedly hiding things which are much more imp to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sacks and sacks of thoughts.. I am becoming mad, not able to share with some one.. coz actually ther is no one near me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a kind of fear is running in my brain that wat if i gain a frnd and lose them again, as wat happens in my life always.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these days I prefer having frndship with already committed gals, coz they consider safe to move free with me than single gals who always hav a thought runnin in their mind that wat if I come someday sayin “I LU “.. &lt;br /&gt;when you hav such a thought in your mind, u kind-of restrict urself 4rm expressing the real thought.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i had further more deep thoughts which i dont think this blog is right place to drop.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my next post will not be as boring as this.. its goona be Life@cisco !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-115306394067206359?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115306394067206359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=115306394067206359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115306394067206359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115306394067206359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/07/down-to-heart.html' title='Down to Heart !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-115052511699061820</id><published>2006-06-17T11:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:48:37.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Followin is my daily time-table... &lt;br /&gt;Thanx for my junior(sp2hari) 4 takin such a pain 2 damage me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.59 - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;8.00 - 10.00 Kadalai with some college girl in chat &lt;br /&gt;10.00 - 10.05 Break &lt;br /&gt;10.05 - 12.30 Kadali with the girl near by your house &lt;br /&gt;12.30 - 1.30 lunch &lt;br /&gt;1.30 - 6.00 kadalai kadalai kadalai some one from our college &lt;br /&gt;6.00 - 9.00 kadalai kadalai kadalai with cisco team &lt;br /&gt;9.00 - 10.00 dinner&lt;br /&gt;10.00 - 7.59 sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wud hav been happy if life cud hav been this way.. &lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately..  &lt;br /&gt;few of my gfriends r now STD calls.. n calls hav 2 b really short :(&lt;br /&gt;And one of gfriend is not even in a position 2 call me.. &lt;br /&gt;Airtel wont allot me a signal, leavin my mobile an antique piece now..&lt;br /&gt;This broad-band internet is the 1ly life-saver around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ther had been reasons 4 me !(not) writin blog for last few days&lt;br /&gt;1) There wer few people who asked me not to.. coz they knew my blog words wud spoil ther names. &lt;br /&gt;2) My own blog proved 2 b a hazard 2 myself.. my words wer misunderstood... mayb I shudnt hav used this as my diary too.. &lt;br /&gt;3) And life ofcourse was very much vetti@home with very less gr8 happenings around me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was made 2 leave my much awaited google project.. am still excited abt my 1st flight 2 blore on 23rd and me joinin CISCO by jun 26th.. &lt;br /&gt;Am goin 2 thirupati by 19th too.. Not putting mottai ofcourse :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy I cud get few of my juniors into Novell (sp2hari &amp; taggy) …  now arvind (evo guy) is too joinin them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few other happy moments… &lt;br /&gt;*Got contact of my school mate (aishu) after a longtime.. chatted for hours.. she is now into north India tour.. :( .. she has promised 2 get me a gift ( I hav asked her 2 bring a gal :p (like mumtaz,not actress one ofcourse) ) ..&lt;br /&gt;*Contacted one of my future colleagues  of cisco.. Priya dharshini… she too gav me company durin my boring vetti hours… I havnt seen her till now.. she saw me anyway :( ..  nice person.. hope she makes a gud company in company (wat a rhyme) ..&lt;br /&gt;*Met other school friends.. magge, gayathri, priya, indira.. &lt;br /&gt;*Neha got into CSC,!!!!! ,… but thats in HYD :( .. y do I hav most of my friends runnin away 4rm me :(&lt;br /&gt;*And my dad atlast trustin me 2 take our car alone for rides :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-115052511699061820?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115052511699061820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=115052511699061820&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115052511699061820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/115052511699061820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/followin-is-my-daily-time-table.html' title=''/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114839409980935224</id><published>2006-05-23T19:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:01:01.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CoS elgOOg !</title><content type='html'>/* I am into elgOOG CoS.. :) */&lt;br /&gt;Dont read this aloud till elgOOG Announces !! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering How can this happen w/o much pain..&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, Y do u think He is for ! &lt;br /&gt;He complicated things as He usually did.. &lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, i could see just void..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to it.. &lt;br /&gt;He made me an idiot to do a Blunder.. &lt;br /&gt;I felt its effect only after doing it..&lt;br /&gt;I was feelin very bad.. Nags poured extra oil into it :( .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varadhan, took his time off from his work to make me understand..&lt;br /&gt;what i was doing..&lt;br /&gt;What i must do..&lt;br /&gt;what i should't do.. &lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it was a long (1 hr) chat.. i could find some change in me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things looked a bit wierd from morn today.. &lt;br /&gt;I got up early!!&lt;br /&gt;I sent a mail to Nags.. actually 2.. &lt;br /&gt;He wasnt respondin.. &lt;br /&gt;All sorts of permutation and combinations wer runnin in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ther came a msg from Nags.&lt;br /&gt;May 23 12:19:00 nags    Casanova / whacko / sp2hari / G0SUB / lavi / Patrick / pnayak / yongsun : http://nagappanal.blogspot.com/2006/05/ldtp-under-gnome-organization-for.html&lt;br /&gt;(Link doesnt wrk.. so dont chk ;) ) &lt;br /&gt;I was like.. The msg is not addressed to me alone.. Nags is really angry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i opened the link.. &lt;br /&gt;To my surprise.. I am not supposed to say wat it had.. :) &lt;br /&gt;so wait.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for Nags, Varadhan, Emily, Federico,&lt;br /&gt;Casanova, and others who made this happen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a bit relaxed now.. &lt;br /&gt;I can go home now.. After about 10 days in this college..&lt;br /&gt;Where i had none of my friends with me.. &lt;br /&gt;Just me, this Sun lab , LDTP and juniors (alagu,sp2hari &amp; taggy).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried callin her.. &lt;br /&gt;Her MoM took the phone.. &lt;br /&gt;I said "actually aunty i wanna say her that am leavi..."&lt;br /&gt;She stopped me suddenly and said "k k wil tell her bye &lt;tung&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a day of mixture as usual.. &lt;br /&gt;May be He thought am not fit to be all that happy :( .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitin for a mail..&lt;br /&gt;This PDT/UTC/IST is bringin lots of confusion!.. &lt;br /&gt;Atleast let Him make this world Flat !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114839409980935224?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114839409980935224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114839409980935224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114839409980935224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114839409980935224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/cos-elgoog.html' title='CoS elgOOg !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114780173028617116</id><published>2006-05-16T23:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:40:41.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A streak of Hope !</title><content type='html'>I am staying here, back in college... &lt;br /&gt;Even though most of my friends have already said adieu.. &lt;br /&gt;Many of my relations have come home.. my mom too urges me to return...&lt;br /&gt;I havn't told them anythin abt google soc.. &lt;br /&gt;Dont want to make them feel bad for me, if i dont get that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one stage i was happy.. &lt;br /&gt;Happy when others had a bad time.. &lt;br /&gt;thought nothing could stop me now!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ther came a moment when i saw a majestic downfall..&lt;br /&gt;I was brought to a rank wher i was anybody than even somebody..&lt;br /&gt;I was losing my hope.. &lt;br /&gt;All dreams had started zipping.. &lt;br /&gt;I became dormant.. &lt;br /&gt;Even nags was leaving.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was praying for a similar miracle..&lt;br /&gt;which brought me down to take me up..&lt;br /&gt;thats when varadhan, who was out of office for a longtime came as Saviour. &lt;br /&gt;He handled the situation well.. &lt;br /&gt;Things started looking different.. I saw a "A streak of hope"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope such a miracle doesnt happen a third time 2 bring me down ! ;) &lt;br /&gt;I want to go home n come bak.. but.. &lt;br /&gt;I cant remain without askin for my status for even one day.. &lt;br /&gt;Just a reason that LDTP was not even ACK last year when i applied, &lt;br /&gt;And this time after into Gnome we r atleast getting recognized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing "One night @ the call center" now.. &lt;br /&gt;nd chking xchat/gmail/gaim/orkut every now n then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114780173028617116?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114780173028617116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114780173028617116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114780173028617116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114780173028617116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/streak-of-hope.html' title='A streak of Hope !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114755843762930698</id><published>2006-05-14T03:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:50:19.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am a B.Tech!</title><content type='html'>With my Project-viva getting over successfully... &lt;br /&gt;I was declared "B.Tech" officially.. &lt;br /&gt;And thrown out of college... :( .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wil be stayin here for somemore days...&lt;br /&gt;Atleast til my judgement day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro just now came from Bang to home.. &lt;br /&gt;He is leaving to Germany 2maro.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even go to send-off.. feeling bad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him i wil help him if he doesnt get aid.. &lt;br /&gt;Pretty confidence was I.. &lt;br /&gt;Everything broke.. he needed 16Lakhs only :(&lt;br /&gt;Wil hav 2 do 8 google projects ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its around 2 days i talked 2 her properly.. &lt;br /&gt;Am feelin very bad.. &lt;br /&gt;Wat the heck man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of this day i spent with her,. &lt;br /&gt;We had gone to Velankanni..&lt;br /&gt;Returned late.. she had to cook a reason to prevent from paying fine ;)&lt;br /&gt;Am happy i was with her before she is goona go home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is coming 2maro.. &lt;br /&gt;Things might fall back to position..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have 2 submit a paper on my project.. &lt;br /&gt;Have 2 do this project too.. &lt;br /&gt;She is leavin soon it seems.. so paper 1st..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114755843762930698?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114755843762930698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114755843762930698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114755843762930698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114755843762930698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-btech.html' title='I am a B.Tech!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114727903476595227</id><published>2006-05-10T21:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:07:14.803+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2 more days 2 go..</title><content type='html'>We are glad to inform you that we have increased your salary to&lt;br /&gt;Rs. 4,25,000/-. Very soon you would be getting revised offer&lt;br /&gt;letters from us. &lt;br /&gt;Gud to hear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling her.. It said busy.. busy.. &lt;br /&gt;she said am not trying at all..&lt;br /&gt;airtel-aircel relation threatens our relation ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gettin some gud moments to b 2gether..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for the world 4 givin us some or the other topic 2 "munch"..&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna comment anymore.. cant resist worryin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a healthy competition rather.. &lt;br /&gt;Had 2 eat most no. of eggs to prevent payin the bill.. &lt;br /&gt;I had 26 (hope my dad doesnt c this post) eggs !&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 share the first prize with Mr.Tony ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compre-viva got over 2day.. &lt;br /&gt;Fortunate.. they asked my fav subjects &lt;br /&gt;Shagan! CAN - Control Area Network..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx 2 myself i didnt listen 2 her advice 2 study shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends hav left...&lt;br /&gt;Its painin to the core...&lt;br /&gt;And i was sittin here doing report work.. &lt;br /&gt;didnt even go to send off! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam at 10 points now.. &lt;br /&gt;trying my best 2 gain some more.. &lt;br /&gt;its really a bug "?"... $0 r $4500 !.. &lt;br /&gt;should i prey 2 god? dont think so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days 2 go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114727903476595227?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114727903476595227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114727903476595227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114727903476595227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114727903476595227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-more-days-2-go.html' title='2 more days 2 go..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114710233196090039</id><published>2006-05-08T20:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T21:05:58.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nags U r Gr8! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/Screenshot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/Screenshot.png" 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/20169134-114710233196090039?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114710233196090039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114710233196090039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114710233196090039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114710233196090039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/nags-u-r-gr8.html' title='Nags U r Gr8! :)'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114694593398427395</id><published>2006-05-07T01:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-07T02:07:08.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am a loser!</title><content type='html'>http://sourceforge.net/cvs/?group_id=136252&lt;br /&gt;cvs -z3 -d:ext:shagan@cvs.sourceforge.net:/cvsroot/ldtp co -P record-new&lt;br /&gt;Dont run away... just notin my cvs entry of LDTP in sf.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting for the days to move fast.. Really very fast.. &lt;br /&gt;May 22 is still far to come.. &lt;br /&gt;A judgment day for me! &lt;br /&gt;whether am goona sit idle or wrk as geek is to be declared soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth Triumphs.. &lt;br /&gt;V told truth to her mother&lt;br /&gt;V told truth to her friends&lt;br /&gt;Still it happened !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting for the days to move slow.. Really very slow.. &lt;br /&gt;May 12, every one wil start leaving to their origins..&lt;br /&gt;My slam even hasnt reached all.. &lt;br /&gt;If god has power ! let him give year back to every-one ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a loser! &lt;br /&gt;Final demo proved it.. &lt;br /&gt;I had only 4 results.. &lt;br /&gt;Out of which one was virtual..&lt;br /&gt;One went out of order in the last min.. &lt;br /&gt;Atleast the rest 2 turned up to give a reason for my college life.. &lt;br /&gt;I am a loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are runnin out of topics..&lt;br /&gt;My brain too is becomin week in generating random thoughts.. &lt;br /&gt;But still v wanna talk..&lt;br /&gt;We get a rare chance to talk, and i search for X r Y topic to munch.. &lt;br /&gt;We really dont even wanna talk, just b 2gether.. thats the state we love now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was proved again that am a bad negotiator... &lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to convince her.. &lt;br /&gt;I saw a gal losing all her boldness.. becomin&lt;br /&gt;as sensitive to get hurt for that silly rumour.. &lt;br /&gt;She deserved a lot.. but its getting delayed for no reason.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even alpha release of my project-report is not out.. &lt;br /&gt;I get bugged when i do that shit documentation wrk.. &lt;br /&gt;But no other go.. 2 days 2 go.. &lt;br /&gt;All the Best shagan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am goona really miss this sunlab a lot..&lt;br /&gt;life is not going to be same w/o manu,sooraj,appaji,alagu,bala,taggy,aadu,iyer,and others&lt;br /&gt;Thnx for all those solaris comps which remained dumb for all these days..&lt;br /&gt;confining this heaven to us alone.. &lt;br /&gt;And thanx to GNU/Linux which brought us all 2gether !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114694593398427395?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114660995373258827</id><published>2006-05-03T04:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:28:27.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Soap Therapy ;)</title><content type='html'>My project got over atlast.. &lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse after some soap therapy with Uma.. &lt;br /&gt;Set-point 50 shits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made the best mistake of my life.. &lt;br /&gt;Was showin my final demo.. &lt;br /&gt;The server was not connectin to the graph plotter.. &lt;br /&gt;I went thru the prog. again chking for errs.. &lt;br /&gt;after some 20 min.. something struck me.. &lt;br /&gt;"you must connect the lan cable to the ethernet card!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hav u ever heard a dog singin??? &lt;br /&gt;Today i did hear!&lt;br /&gt;His voice was better than his sister's ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room is pretty empty now.. &lt;br /&gt;My High speed PII comp is also gone.. &lt;br /&gt;Even in my own room i started feelin solitude.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my day.. &lt;br /&gt;Some how got perm to take our car for a ride.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Took her for a small ride.. &lt;br /&gt;She was having her heart in her hands till v returned.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Shirt's quality was pathetic.. &lt;br /&gt;HOD was callin "Jesus Christ","Jesus Christ" :)&lt;br /&gt;Its a winter-wear, we trying our mgmt skills to get away with that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a FORMAL treat as usual.. &lt;br /&gt;she had got me some gifts..&lt;br /&gt;I atleast remembered to giv her a diary milk.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alagu left today..&lt;br /&gt;Asshole called after startin only.. &lt;br /&gt;Hav 2 call him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract n Intro done.. &lt;br /&gt;Lyx wasted my time.. &lt;br /&gt;OOwriter my life saver.. &lt;br /&gt;Hav to use soap therapy again.. &lt;br /&gt;I am gettin better n better ;)&lt;div 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J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114660925805747393</id><published>2006-05-03T03:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:04:18.070+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My last few days@NITT</title><content type='html'>I still remember the day i came searchin for agate hostel.. &lt;br /&gt;With my dad pourin advices for all sorts of issues possible.. &lt;br /&gt;Days hav melted away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days @ sun lab..&lt;br /&gt;My days with my close friends..&lt;br /&gt;My days with juniors..&lt;br /&gt;My days wasted sendin msgs.. &lt;br /&gt;My days @ ice dept..&lt;br /&gt;My days of Calc copyin..&lt;br /&gt;My days with R.S agarwal..&lt;br /&gt;My days under GATE Prep..&lt;br /&gt;My days @ TT room..&lt;br /&gt;My days of playin counter-strike.. &lt;br /&gt;My days of trying 2 hack gal's account..&lt;br /&gt;My days of hacking linux..&lt;br /&gt;My days of chaatin abt religious topics..&lt;br /&gt;My days under N treats..&lt;br /&gt;My days of Bumps 4 unknown reasons..&lt;br /&gt;My days with my PII processor comp..&lt;br /&gt;My days with free internet.. &lt;br /&gt;My days of cing movies in sun-lab..&lt;br /&gt;My days with xchat,firefox,solar-wolf,emacs.. &lt;br /&gt;My days on tours &lt;br /&gt;My days..&lt;br /&gt;My days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now even my dad has got exhausted to give any more advice.. &lt;br /&gt;Thanx to NITT for makin me unchangable ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114660925805747393?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114659134468602237</id><published>2006-05-02T23:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:05:44.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Dream mail Dated : Jun 9, 2005 11:09 PM</title><content type='html'>Hello Shankar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on winning Bounty # 169346 (Create a test suite for&lt;br /&gt;browsing in Nautilus) in the amount of $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be mailing a check to you.  Please confirm that this is the&lt;br /&gt;correct postal address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANKAR GANESH&lt;br /&gt;14 , Kumudham , Anupuram Township -603109&lt;br /&gt;TN, India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy Ney&lt;br /&gt;Executive Director&lt;br /&gt;GNOME Foundation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114659134468602237?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114659134468602237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114659134468602237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114659134468602237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114659134468602237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/dream-mail-dated-jun-9-2005-1109-pm.html' title='A Dream mail Dated : Jun 9, 2005 11:09 PM'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114590109100863231</id><published>2006-04-24T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:21:31.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me n My Nosip | Counter-Strike@octa !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/Shaganatics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Shez gonna get screwed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After havin the prey.. T.rex came out happily to congratulate a dromaeosaurus 4 her b'day.. &lt;br /&gt;T.rex didnt remembered to take his &lt;a href ="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transporter_%28Star_Trek%29"&gt;Transporter&lt;/a&gt;(mobile) system.. &lt;br /&gt;It was hightime wen he remembered about that.. n guessed it could b with COE, a diplodocus.. &lt;br /&gt;T.rex's guess was indeed rite.. It took the Transporter after a fierce fight with that diplodocus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114563455311275984?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114563455311275984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114563455311275984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114563455311275984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114563455311275984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-caught-copying.html' title='I was caught copying!!!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114563205334101565</id><published>2006-04-21T20:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:58:51.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Y gals r dumbo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/matter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/matter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4844/1276/1600/matter.png"&gt;Click here to c in fullscreen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114563205334101565?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114563205334101565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114563205334101565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114563205334101565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114563205334101565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/y-gals-r-dumbo.html' title='Y gals r dumbo..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114546927040878825</id><published>2006-04-19T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:24:30.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2 down 2 more 2 go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2 down 2 more 2 go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite pathetic 2day..&lt;br /&gt;As vague as it cud be..&lt;br /&gt;One said "Explain the arch of VI".. to sh!t with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;There wer only 80 :(.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with all kinds of interrupts 4rm deadly UMA Processor...&lt;br /&gt;We managed to stay 2gther 4 sometime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We left 2gether.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We Sat 2gether.. Nothin special.. but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Walked.. Walked.. Walked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ly 1 more day 2 go..&lt;br /&gt;And I had 2 somehow get her a B'day gift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am an @$$ (0)!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every gift i saw looked familiar..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to giv her somethin special..&lt;br /&gt;My quest to find an undiscovered gift sinked..&lt;br /&gt;Eighth shop i got into.. also left my hand void..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I could hav managed to get some X r Y gift.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that will be cheatin..&lt;br /&gt;Cheating myself..&lt;br /&gt;If am not satisfied with a gift.. How can i expect her to..&lt;br /&gt;She wil b happy with watever gift i giv her..&lt;br /&gt;But my ethics wil prick me..&lt;br /&gt;Comeon da.. She deserves more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I dont hav any idea wat to say her.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I cant ditch her expectations..&lt;br /&gt;I can say her this fact.. convience her i wil get her soon..&lt;br /&gt;But still am not satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;I am not able to get a gift for my close friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If she doesnt get u.. who wil... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil b better if she herself comes with me to choose..&lt;br /&gt;But thatz dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havnt started IM yet..&lt;br /&gt;feeling uncomfortable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;U won't understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114546927040878825?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114546927040878825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114546927040878825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114546927040878825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114546927040878825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-down-2-more-2-go.html' title='2 down 2 more 2 go..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114528749726800080</id><published>2006-04-17T20:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:54:57.296+05:30</updated><title type='text'>32.. 20.. 8.. 0.. Recharge.. 102.. 89..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Taggy&gt;&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but knowing u well.Im sure u will find someone that good to kadalafy :) in blore ! shagan&lt;br /&gt;its jus a matter of time :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ur kind info.. Kadalai is wat v put within friends.. &lt;br /&gt;Within True Friends v call that "Sharing of Feelings....".. &lt;br /&gt;Here am talking abt few of my True friends.. who r treasures i discovered with a lot of pain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first exam in our last semester.. &lt;br /&gt;Felt like puttin a senti Nite-out.. &lt;br /&gt;But it ended playin TT for bet (won Rs20/- n canteen treat).. &lt;br /&gt;Had lots to read.. &lt;br /&gt;But paper was silly..&lt;br /&gt;Just had to make sure am the best story-teller to &lt;br /&gt;get a decent grade.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful.. I talked to her by phone after a long time.. peacefully.. &lt;br /&gt;My balance went.. 32.. 20.. 8.. 0.. Recharge.. 102.. 89..Still Am happy !!!&lt;br /&gt;Topic of Hyd vs Bang was stil hangin around.. &lt;br /&gt;"Alter ego".. i could smell GrE's accent.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both our joining dates r gonna b same.. July 3rd.. &lt;br /&gt;but Me in Bang.. n She in Hyd.. &lt;br /&gt;Shagan.. Dont take this topic again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying she flicks a mob like this everyday.. &lt;br /&gt;Even CUG of Airtel Sucks!..&lt;br /&gt;Plz make all STD call free.. Or atleast to 1 no.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here iam... trying 2 start VI.. sure niteout.. &lt;br /&gt;Got a company for me.. She is naive.. &lt;br /&gt;She wasnt able to tolerate a single Niteout yest.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a call.. &lt;br /&gt;I didnt pick up.. Somethin said not to..&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain..&lt;br /&gt;U won't understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114528749726800080?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114528749726800080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114528749726800080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114528749726800080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114528749726800080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/32-20-8-0-recharge-102-89.html' title='32.. 20.. 8.. 0.. Recharge.. 102.. 89..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114494786032483734</id><published>2006-04-13T22:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:34:20.340+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to my friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/400/friends.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/20169134-114494786032483734?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114494786032483734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114494786032483734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114494786032483734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114494786032483734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/dedicated-to-my-friends.html' title='Dedicated to my friends..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114469370490638927</id><published>2006-04-10T23:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:58:25.006+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God!</title><content type='html'>Wait.. Did I say "Oh My God!"...&lt;br /&gt;Wen did i start calling him 4 help again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries his best to make me lose trust on him.. &lt;br /&gt;He got another opportunity now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is leaving to Hyd.. Confirmed.. &lt;br /&gt;And remote chances of gettin transferred to Bang. also fadded away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She too is not interested.. &lt;br /&gt;wait.. Am i becoming too possesive of her?? .. &lt;br /&gt;Shagan.. its her life.. U just cant afford to change a life for safegaurding a friendship.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems its a gud job for beginners.. but.. &lt;br /&gt;She has a feeling that "HW" has a gud wrking env.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Endurance/Elastic Limit" of our relation is going to be tested.. &lt;br /&gt;I wont b able to c her.. &lt;br /&gt;It wil be STD calls.. Am sure i wont mind spendin currencies for a friendship.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. &lt;br /&gt;I can't explain..&lt;br /&gt;U won't understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114469370490638927?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114469370490638927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114469370490638927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114469370490638927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114469370490638927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh My God!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114461345376959751</id><published>2006-04-10T01:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:40:54.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Alumni Treat</title><content type='html'>Saw "The Gal Next Door" again&lt;br /&gt;gud movie.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She joined me at sangeethas.. &lt;br /&gt;We booked hall for wisdom club treat.. &lt;br /&gt;I am bankrupt now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for her.. &lt;br /&gt;she didnt turn up..&lt;br /&gt;I continued searchin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken was half baked.. &lt;br /&gt;Spoiled my non-veg thirst.. &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to break the diet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No interest to do all that codein again.. &lt;br /&gt;But its must.. &lt;br /&gt;Last date is 15th.. project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied her to busstand.. &lt;br /&gt;Had a feel of guilt.. &lt;br /&gt;Still not satisfied.. &lt;br /&gt;Agreed to go 4 a treat few days later.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she gettin suspected by her mother again?&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone mis-informed her mother?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt even call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not comfortable msging her.. &lt;br /&gt;I can't explain.. &lt;br /&gt;U won't understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114461345376959751?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114461345376959751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114461345376959751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114461345376959751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114461345376959751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/alumni-treat.html' title='Alumni Treat'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114452748906553508</id><published>2006-04-09T00:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:48:17.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Iam Back..</title><content type='html'>My last Blog involved 5 of my friends.. &lt;br /&gt;This one too involves 5... rather 4 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Random Thoughts as usual.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am Back.. &lt;br /&gt;Was i happy?.. was the question from her.. &lt;br /&gt;My reply had lots of 'but's n 'still's.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumni "treat" is not going to b so special &lt;br /&gt;with around 500 taken from our own account.. &lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to her.. I promised her.. &lt;br /&gt;But i need to stay with my other friend too.. &lt;br /&gt;Multi-taskin i guess ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our accomodation had swimming pool, Shuttle court, rabbits n parrots.. &lt;br /&gt;With all my friends.. Time was indeed flippy... &lt;br /&gt;swimming @ 12 pm.. &lt;br /&gt;cards 4 hours.. &lt;br /&gt;Bird watching.. &lt;br /&gt;Window shopping.. &lt;br /&gt;Beach swimming.. &lt;br /&gt;My heroic slip in waterfall.. &lt;br /&gt;Stone fight at island.. &lt;br /&gt;the list is long.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried showing explicit reactions to her.. &lt;br /&gt;She was not understanding.. or is it me who didnt?&lt;br /&gt;I hate her.. But.. &lt;br /&gt;With all comments from guys.. i saw no change in her..&lt;br /&gt;I heard she is seriously in need of me.. &lt;br /&gt;But she spoiled her relation with me herself.. "Seduce" is enough to depict.. &lt;br /&gt;Now i cant even give her the position of "friend"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had his share.. He betrayed me again.. &lt;br /&gt;I understand he is more powerful... &lt;br /&gt;She is movin to Hyd.. &lt;br /&gt;V r gonna part.. tickin of clock has started.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had made a promise.. "Cant go anywher alone with me" ..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted her to break it.. But am happy she didnt.. &lt;br /&gt;We still somehow had time to spend with eachother.. &lt;br /&gt;Thanx to puppy.. n ofcourse priya too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My server is down.. some asshole has deleted my /etc/passwd file.. &lt;br /&gt;Had lots of backups in it.. :(&lt;br /&gt;My project files!!! .. &lt;br /&gt;Thanx to my brain.. had a backup..&lt;br /&gt;a bit old but.. means i hav to repeat my wrk again :/ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long discussion.. 1:15:05 &lt;br /&gt;I am happy!.. &lt;br /&gt;Pray.. i get many more chances... &lt;br /&gt;We run out of topics.. Still.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hav brought her a gift.. &lt;br /&gt;Need to fix a time to give.. &lt;br /&gt;Guess she wil like it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumni treat 2maro.. &lt;br /&gt;Place treat n wisdom treat on monday..&lt;br /&gt;Result: Pocket money drain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both our mobs r screwed.. &lt;br /&gt;thanx to water..&lt;br /&gt;Profile remains in silent in mine forever... &lt;br /&gt;Her's doesnt start even.. &lt;br /&gt;Inference : No more msgs !!! n hence am screwed !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relation is special to this society.. !&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain.. &lt;br /&gt;U won't Understand.. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114452748906553508?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114452748906553508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114452748906553508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114452748906553508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114452748906553508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/iam-back.html' title='Iam Back..'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114408669697274698</id><published>2006-04-03T22:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:21:37.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its Senti tour 2maro :(</title><content type='html'>Following r some random thoughts in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;only if u r trackin me u can get the whole meaning..&lt;br /&gt;Dont make wrong assumptions.. Most prob. all ur guess r wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days r goona end.. &lt;br /&gt;I comment around saying no senti among peop.. &lt;br /&gt;But am i really feeling it now? yes n no .. &lt;br /&gt;I cant say.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aM on tour 2maro.. but am still in net lab.. &lt;br /&gt;feeling a bit uncomfortable.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a msg "will u remember me after leaving the college"..i refresh myself..&lt;br /&gt;Though i replied comical "How can i 4get my 1st crush".. i meant it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One true friend in my life after vidya.. &lt;br /&gt;but guess life of this one too is short.. &lt;br /&gt;We may part within a month.. nd our brand new friendship wil be put to test.. &lt;br /&gt;Vil v be able 2 strive this test with a new life yet 2 be discovered? .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess tour wil not be as encouragin n joyful as last one.. &lt;br /&gt;lots of diff in opinion among gals n boys.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some even pray to make 2maro as their last day.. &lt;br /&gt;But i pray each sec.. Not 2 god ofcourse..&lt;br /&gt;I am sure ur guess is wrong.. its not that i miss my college.. mess.. room.. &lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse not the whole lot classmates n juniors.. &lt;br /&gt;I just had a handfull.. and now v hav an announced judgment day to put us @ heavens/hells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even her mom suspects.. I took a measure which i thought was the best.. &lt;br /&gt;But i guess there could hav been a better one than that.. &lt;br /&gt;Am sitting here.. not even able to msg her.. &lt;br /&gt;Should i try sendin one.. No da u ass.. U promised u wont.. &lt;br /&gt;I understand her mom's position.. but y cant she understand ours.. &lt;br /&gt;I promised v wont cross limits.. &lt;br /&gt;Still.. Shagan stop cryin.. U r not supposed to..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;wonder Wat wil she b doing now.. guess thinkin abt msgin me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest got an opp. to share few moments with one of my best friend.. &lt;br /&gt;took her to gate.. and had evenin snacks,dinner for two times ;)&lt;br /&gt;I confessed... I realised my mistakes... &lt;br /&gt;She waits for her placement.. I cant help her.. &lt;br /&gt;not a better advisor to her.. than herself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad wen i found that i was betraying one of my first friend in our college.. &lt;br /&gt;There is nothin wrong in her to be possesive.. Its all my fault.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant continue.. its more like a drama to keep msgin her.. &lt;br /&gt;We r maintaining a distance.. want to play a safe game.. &lt;br /&gt;But i wanted a soln as Do or Die.. Now out of boundaries.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil she be with me thoughout the tour.. &lt;br /&gt;gals wil mock.. guys wil pass comments.. &lt;br /&gt;I damn care abt those.. &lt;br /&gt;V know wat v r.. I bet my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to create an homepage for me..&lt;br /&gt;downloading templates is not helping.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray god she comes to bang.. &lt;br /&gt;Its still tender to give up.. &lt;br /&gt;She cries.. I advice her not to.. But wat am i doing here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she wont read this blog b4 tour.. &lt;br /&gt;Its better she doesnt.. &lt;br /&gt;Wil hint her but.. dont ask y.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i return happy.. &lt;br /&gt;I wil surely think of god.. &lt;br /&gt;Shud i ??.. he betrayed me.. &lt;br /&gt;He is trying again.. &lt;br /&gt;But now i have my best friend near him,&lt;br /&gt;who can stop him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114408669697274698?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114408669697274698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114408669697274698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114408669697274698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114408669697274698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-senti-tour-2maro.html' title='Its Senti tour 2maro :('/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114399878605953914</id><published>2006-04-02T22:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:57:45.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Photos of My visit to CISCO n Home !!!</title><content type='html'>Check the following link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=gpsnhfp.tm5mm1x&amp;x=0&amp;y=-xe6nu9&gt; Click Here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No need to login to c the photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114399878605953914?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114399878605953914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114399878605953914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114399878605953914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114399878605953914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/photos-of-my-visit-to-cisco-n-home.html' title='Photos of My visit to CISCO n Home !!!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114346891796371562</id><published>2006-03-27T19:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:44:17.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you make a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;,not to make a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;.. you still make a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;" to say "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;But def.tly "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT OK&lt;/span&gt;" to say "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;" keeping the Promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114346891796371562?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114346891796371562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114346891796371562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114346891796371562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114346891796371562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-you-make-choicenot-to-make-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114294403616830182</id><published>2006-03-21T17:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:57:17.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Last Cycle Test</title><content type='html'>At last I faced my last cycle test of my college life!!!&lt;br /&gt;People may cal it "senti" .. but i call it "Pathetic" .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ther wer plans to wear Dhotis to exam hall.. But as usual.. it failed.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i had already bunked my "Ind Mgmt" paper.. coz of no interest  in loading that sh!t into my half filled brain.. I thought of atleast not missing my last paper.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never hated cycle tests so far.. but this time., was taking the soul out of me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add 2 it.. I chose to do one 5 mark ques in rough sheet n then copy it to fair.. &lt;br /&gt;but i had very limited time at the end.. nd was hardly able 2.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shagan : Forget abt all this n enjoy da!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am leaving to CISCO this wed nite.. 2 days training prog it seems.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At : ITC Windsor Manor Sheraton; 25 Sankey Road, Bangalore, 560 052&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its mentioned as "Training Program" i fear if it wud turn out as a usual chaat session... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am just feeling happy abt line in mail saying "with lots of fun n music"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week end leaving to Home direct from CISCO.. A brand new "TATA Indica A/c" is waiting 4 me out ther.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam just dreaming of the moment wen i first test drive it... save peop on road!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114294403616830182?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114294403616830182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114294403616830182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114294403616830182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114294403616830182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-last-cycle-test.html' title='My Last Cycle Test'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114267217078610831</id><published>2006-03-18T14:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:26:10.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mokkais!!!</title><content type='html'>Engineering Collegela Padichi Engineer Agalam. Aana Presidency Collegela Padichi President Aga Mudiyuma???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus Stop Kitta Wait Panna Bus Varum... Full Stop Kitta Wait Panna Full Varuma???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oorukae Kaekura Madhiri Sathama Korratai Vittalum... Un Korattaya Nee Kaekamudiyadhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Vachi Gold Chain Pannalam Ana Cycle Vachi Cycle Chain Panna Mudiyuma???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enna Than 500 Km Speedula Puyal Kathu Adhichalum, Cycleluku Pump Vachi Than Kathu Adikanum.... Enna Ulagam Idhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto Driver Ala Auto Otta Mudiyam!!! But Screw Driverala crew Otta Mudiyum A???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee Evalo Periya Padipalliya Irundhalum Exam Hall La Poi Padikka Mudiyadhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Testla Bit Adikkalaam......... College Testla Bit Adikkalaam....... Aanna Blood Testla Bit Adikka Mudiyaadhu........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enna Than Naai Nandri Ullatha Than Irunthalum?? Athala Thank You Solla Mudeyathu!!! Idhuthan Valkai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Bagla Lunch Kondu Poha Mudiyum... But School Bagla Shoola Kondu Pohamudiyumaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayiram Than Irundhalum Aayirathi Onnu Than Perusu.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yennathan Ahimsavathiya Irundhalum Chappathiya Suttu Than Sappida Mudiyum...............!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni Enna Than Veerana Irundhalum, Kulir Adicha Thirumba Adikka Mudiyathu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasu Irundha Call Taxi!!! Kasu Illaina Kall Than Taxi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kovil Maniya Namma Adicha Saththam Varum... Aana Kovil Mani Nammala Adicha Raththam Than Varum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meluga Vachchu Melugu Vathi Seyyalam... Aana Kosuva Vachi Kosu Vathi Seyya Mudiyathu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pallu Valina Palla Pudungalam Aana Kannu Valina Kanna Pudunga Mudiyuma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idly Podiya Thotu Idly Saapidalaam Aana Mooku Podiya Thotu Mooka Saapida Mudiyathu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pant Pottu Muttipoda Mudiyum Aanaaa Muttipottu Pant Poda Mudiyumaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella 'New Year'um Onnanthethiyil Thaan Varum Aana Ella Onnanthediyum 'New Year' Aaguma???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanical Engineer Mechanic Aagalam Aana Software Engineer Software Aaga Mudiyadhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kosu Kadicha Tortoise Aethivakkalam Aana Tortoise Kadicha Kosu Aethivakka Mudiyumaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key Boardla Key Irrukkum Anna Mother Boardla Mother Irupangala??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush Vachi Pallu Clean Pannalam............... Ana Palla Vachi Brush Clean Panna Mudiyuma??? Athan Valkai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114267217078610831?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114267217078610831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114267217078610831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114267217078610831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114267217078610831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/03/mokkais.html' title='Mokkais!!!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114061629824806800</id><published>2006-02-22T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:21:44.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sensors 2006</title><content type='html'>My Last few days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SENSORS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thank god for making.. rather happening of Sensors without any major issues.. &lt;br /&gt;I being the Chairman.. was supposed to have wrk to the brim.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was fortunate to have my year-mates n juniors.. who made my wrk much easier.. &lt;br /&gt;On the day of sensors i just thought am totally free from wrk.. Thanks 2 all those&lt;br /&gt;advanced preparations which removed last min burden... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wil awful if i dont mention my friends.. Veeru,Moya who wer with me 4rm the start of the program til the last sec... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to make this post as a "vote of thanx" msg.. so i thnk all ic10*** for helping me out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went as scheduled.. except a guest lecture by a Doctor.. god only saved us from his lecture.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As juniors… last time not many of us were involved in Sensors.. but this time Juniors were really interested in lending their hands.. thanx for Vishal n Kosthab.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time v have given Folders to juniors.. nd taking measures to release T-Shirts for all yrs.. And to mention.. we have saved around 53k to be specific.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juniors arranged for a informal meet.. was really a gud one.. i really felt senti for the first time... but didnt show out to spoil the atmosphere.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/**************************************/&lt;br /&gt;The Other Part of Sensors.. which was running in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;/**************************************/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before the inaug. i was searching for some letter-head papers which i had kept in my bag.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i was just abt 2 burst in tension.. i ran frantically searching for it.. &lt;br /&gt;When i was trying to search the bag in Naresh's car.. that @$$ closed the dicky.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its door just hit me hard rite at head.. I knew something was happening in me coz... &lt;br /&gt;the world had just stopped.. I didnt know whether i was supposed to cry... I started feeling the pain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consoled myself saying it wont be much of a damage to my head... &lt;br /&gt;My hands moved to keep hankie on my head.. I could feel the flow.. yeah it was blood.. &lt;br /&gt;Soon the blood reached my specs.. And i was standing in bathroom.. with my face half filled with blood.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that inaug is abt to start.. so washed my head with water.. As am the best actor i have ever seen.. I changed my face to look asif nothing has happened.. &lt;br /&gt;with my hankie still on my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into the hall n occupied one of the last benches to hide my face 4 sometime.. &lt;br /&gt;I was asked to sit in front coz me being chairman.. &lt;br /&gt;I tried my best hiding wats happening in me.. n showed a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lamb&lt;/span&gt; face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day moved.. And it was the time.. when am supposed to arrange a video conference.. &lt;br /&gt;Since i knew no one else wud  b able 2 arrange in last min.. if i go to hospital.. &lt;br /&gt;I started my act again.. asif am really very active.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By god’s grace the video conf. started rite in time wen director entered the room...&lt;br /&gt;A breeze of some high feeling swept my heart.. eventhough i didnt mind wat that lecturer was talking abt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lecture.. i was happily getting scolding 4rm our lecturer "Uma".. she saying.. none of us really listened to that guys speech.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she noticed that am havin that kerchief on my head for a long time.. She enquired abt it.. I said.. it was just a small injury.. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly that mam kept her hands on my head to feel the injury.. she was surprised to c her hands with blood when she took it off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sudden care on me came from all sides.. I was taken to our Gr8 hospital by car.. &lt;br /&gt;Nurse said.. stitches r needed for sure.. I protested.. My words were never acknowledged.. finally came out of hospital with 2 stitches on my head.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon dinner came from Uma &amp; Vasuki.. Wont forget 2 mention Naresh @$$ who took coffee 4 OC.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Day i was in Cap 24x7.. people started asking wats the reason.. tried hiding.. but it ended in vain.. coz many tried to pull(idiots) the hat out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every1's surprise i gav "Report" of the symposium with the "Hat".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now am out of stitches.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still happy that i never let any news abt my injury to my parents.. &lt;br /&gt;Coz it wud hav just increased their worry on me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people never hide if u get any injury whether hardware/software... coz&lt;br /&gt;u wil never know how dreadful it is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114061629824806800?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114061629824806800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114061629824806800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114061629824806800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114061629824806800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/02/sensors-2006.html' title='Sensors 2006'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-114060956679280527</id><published>2006-02-22T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:15:00.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gals n their Walls</title><content type='html'>Sorry... Sorry.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days bcame short.. n Nights long.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past few weeks.. i can say i was on toes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes "Gals n their Walls" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Pretty difficult for guys 2 understand gals coz.. gals mostly dont show their true face for a long time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But few of my best gal friends were happy to share their ideas with me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dividing gals.. No. of divisions r lot.. so it will be an unordered list.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/* following classification is 4 Thambi/TN gals who have been in college 4 some years... only */&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type A : &lt;br /&gt;Gals who look timid.. &lt;br /&gt;* Mostly these gals r from off-city areas.. Wud have done their best to get their studies going fine&lt;br /&gt;* Wen they joined college.. they look upon the city gals as heaven born ..&lt;br /&gt;* But now things have changed.. they start imitating those gals.. &lt;br /&gt;* These are the ones who often fall in so called “Senti Love”&lt;br /&gt; Senti-Love  - The one which has more sensitive intentions than some first sight loves.&lt;br /&gt;* Its pretty easy for guys 2 cheat these gals to fall as their prey. Coz these gals feel talking or being with guys shows that they r finally out of remote vision.. &lt;br /&gt;* And gals of Type –B use these gals for all their wrks to b done smoothly.. &lt;br /&gt;* Sex is a tough word to these peop. But their wil be a day wen they aleast understand the proper meaning of that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type B:&lt;br /&gt;Gals with ulti fashion.. &lt;br /&gt;* As u have guessed.. these people r from better parts of the state.. with all matriculation n CBSE studies.. &lt;br /&gt;* They consider Type-A gals as low ranked females.. &lt;br /&gt;* They try to show-off their frankness to boys inorder to maintain their status with fellow Type-B gals…&lt;br /&gt;* They might have got into more than one love.. eventhough most wud have been from only one side.. &lt;br /&gt;* A group of guys who hate these gals showing off will be there at all possible places to screw at rite times.. &lt;br /&gt;* Hence most of these gals hate “Thambi Boys” and they fall as prey 2  “Majors” of Northi gang.. &lt;br /&gt;* Soon a day comes when they experience a Major set back like… sudden love failure r supply.. which brings their wings down.&lt;br /&gt;* Sex – a common word found in most novels they read n wud have prepared a better meaning of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type C:&lt;br /&gt;C – common&lt;br /&gt;* Since as I told the divisions r high.. am trying 2 bring all other type of gals under this category.. &lt;br /&gt;* Few gals who wud have been from “gals school” wud first feel difficult in moving with guys.. but most succeed.. &lt;br /&gt;* Few gals who r from neither extremes of city nor remote areas.. these gals who try to form a group among themselves… with the most beautiful gal among these as the nominal head.. They  have variety of interests which make them become member of one or the other club.. &lt;br /&gt;* Some gals who r more money-minded.. They roam with guys who seem to have money spilling out of their purse.. Or become a sudden lover of a guy who just got a 3+lpa salary..  Their only aim is to get a guy.. settle in a modern life asap&lt;br /&gt;* And there are gals who are more concerned about their family.. They try to reject proposal.. prefer to have one or two best friends(bf&amp;gf).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i wud have missed few more types.. or wud have wanted hided.. &lt;br /&gt;If u dare.. u can bring some more instances.. u can comment here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-114060956679280527?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114060956679280527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=114060956679280527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114060956679280527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/114060956679280527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/02/gals-n-their-walls.html' title='Gals n their Walls'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113737293472083284</id><published>2006-01-16T05:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-16T06:25:34.750+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Confessions : Its Boyz !</title><content type='html'>/*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;br /&gt;Copyleft owned by Shagan@nitt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following r the tHings which are unspoken in open community.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take the privilege in presenting the other side of Boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Other side of Gals wil be my next blog.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys can be perfectly divided into 4 categories.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*) Extremists&lt;br /&gt;*) Majors&lt;br /&gt;*) Minors&lt;br /&gt;*) Trailers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wud like 2 start with trailers.. Coz u wil get annoyed 2 digest the facts abt Extremists.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailers : &lt;br /&gt;These r rare individuals among Boyz community.. who &lt;br /&gt;*) Dont hav habits like fagging,boozing,doping etc.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Hav never seen PoRn movies..&lt;br /&gt;*) Mostly hav shyness in talking with gals.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Spend time reading useless bullshits.. like how 2 earn 100 friends in 10 days nd Positive looks etc .. &lt;br /&gt;*) Hav dream in their mind that Aishwarya rai will be waiting for him 2 marry in a remote village yet 2 be discovered.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Either have negative complex or will always want Gals 2 come forward nd start a relation.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for gals : &lt;br /&gt;Persons like these are very rare.. nd they dont properly fit 2 any useful job after marriage.. &lt;br /&gt;Rather not fit 2 be loved coz.. They never understand how 2 maintain a luv.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minors: &lt;br /&gt;EvenThough i call them Minors.. They are majority in no.s but Never show their face 2 community as daring individuals n hence remain Minors.. who&lt;br /&gt;*) Hav not a got a "friends circle" 2 share with.. eventhough it looks like every1 is with him.. &lt;br /&gt;*) rarely have habits like fagging n boozing.. coz they dont hav close friends 2 join their party...&lt;br /&gt;*) Wud hav seen PoRn movies occasionally.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Will dare 2 move around with gals IF given an opportunity.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Keep themselves busy in some activity to prevent himself from understanding a fact that he is being neglected by others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for gals : &lt;br /&gt;Persons like these can be easily detected.. Evn these guys r not fit 2 be loved.. but Gals hav no other go.. coz rest all r worst than these peop.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majors: &lt;br /&gt;"groupism" is the keyword for guys of this kind.. who&lt;br /&gt;*) Lose their identity as individual.. But wil look like a king wen seen with the Group.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Hav got all or most kinds of faggin nd boozing habits., &lt;br /&gt;*) Wud enjoy parting PoRn movies with others..&lt;br /&gt;*) Since they dont dare 2 come out of the group 2 have any relation with gals.. they remain as mockers... passing comments abt gals.. evnthough their inside heart speaks the other way..&lt;br /&gt;*) But as a group they roam around in search for "figures" as they call gals.. (atleast 2 pass comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for gals : &lt;br /&gt;Persons like these can also be easily detected... These r the peop whom u can never see alone.. &lt;br /&gt;These guys are second alt for Gals after Minors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremists:&lt;br /&gt;As the word says.. Gals wil really get annoyed 2 know that guys like these even EXIST.. who&lt;br /&gt;*) wud hav exploited the essence of life.. &lt;br /&gt;*) wud hav got all kinds of habits like faggin etc &lt;br /&gt;*) wud hav got saturated seeing PoRn movies.. &lt;br /&gt;*) No worry in promptin Bad words b4 gals n public... &lt;br /&gt;*) To ur surprise wud even got some experience in having SeX.. &lt;br /&gt;*) With no interest in studies.. wud involve in all EXTRA-curricular activites... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for gals : &lt;br /&gt;Persons like these r very difficult 2 be detected... They mimic like Majors n  Minors sometimes.. so Gals beware of these guys.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Facts about BoyZ:&lt;br /&gt;*) Most guys wud know all Badwords.. some use it often.. Some wont prompt b4 gals.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Most guys see PoRn movies.. Some wud have reached limits of it.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Most guys like flirting of gals.. atleast in their dreams.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Most guys are in need of a Gal friend who can be with him til marriage of him with another gal.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Atleast half the no. of boyz involv in faggin, boozing n other habits.. &lt;br /&gt;*) Majors mimic Minors.. nd Minors mimic Trailers.. So its pretty difficult to detect.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyz NEVER Show their other face 2 gals.. &lt;br /&gt;So its the intelligence of gals which detect which group a Boy falls into.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All gals r not angels too!!! .. Comments abt gals will be dropped in my next blog as said before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113737293472083284?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113737293472083284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113737293472083284&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113737293472083284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113737293472083284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/01/confessions-its-boyz.html' title='Confessions : Its Boyz !'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113679691426315325</id><published>2006-01-09T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:26:10.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Most embarrassed Day!</title><content type='html'>It was just during last sem hols when Vidya passed away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so depressed that i forgot calling my dad &amp; mom for continuous 4 days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came 2 know the reason from one of my friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like all parents do.. Called me home 2 spend atleast a few days with them so that i will forget things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they are OVER caring about me.. so I didnt want 2 disappoint them.. so &lt;br /&gt;I went 2 home for few days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came up with a idea of taking a overall Health checkup for me.. &lt;br /&gt;For all past days i was against that motto... But something said i should take &lt;br /&gt;1 atleast for their satisfaction.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met our family doctor.. who prescribed us 2 SRM college hospital.. &lt;br /&gt;There starts My Most Embarrassed Day!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken 2 a chief specialist there.. That f&amp;*ker advised me 2 take all kinds of heart checkup suddenly.. God knows wat hinted him 2 check heart leaving all other parts.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was admitted in one of AC rooms.. with my parents starring at me with a depressed face as though i really hav got a heart disease.. &lt;br /&gt;I could just guess the reason that.. Vidya too died out of heart disease.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i was taken 2 Cardiac center.. Was made 2 wait atleast 1 hour.. &lt;br /&gt;Then they call up my name " Shan.. Gan.. ".. Expecting my father 2 go.. &lt;br /&gt;When i sprang up.. one of the ladies in reception was murmuring "poor fellow in this young age itself xxyyxx...  " .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the Echo Lab.. &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt believe my eyes.. &lt;br /&gt;I saw some pretty college gals.. waiting for me.. &lt;br /&gt;Seems its a practical session 4 them.. and am the test piece...&lt;br /&gt;I felt very awkward.. I was asked 2 undress.. &lt;br /&gt;I was half naked.. Made myself comfortable on a bed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 2 things were running in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;First I should not get over excited in which case my heart beats rather faster.. &lt;br /&gt;which might give them wrong impression.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And second.. beautiful gals standing around me.. With their probes.. &lt;br /&gt;I was too much embarrassed to c them search for my small little heart with their probes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one gal shouts "Bicuspid Valve.. Bicuspid Valve.." .. &lt;br /&gt;I got into suspicion.. Every body has a Bicuspid valve.. wats so special in me.. &lt;br /&gt;Then no. of gals around me increased.. 1 by 1 started pronouncing "Bicuspid Valve.. Bicuspid Valve.." .. &lt;br /&gt;I got irritated.. Not able 2 wait till they decipher.. I asked 1 of the gals.. &lt;br /&gt;She said she cant say anything 2 patient till doctor comes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor entered.. And again "Bicuspid Valve.. Bicuspid Valve.." sounds around.. &lt;br /&gt;Doctor clarified that I had a Bicuspid valve in place of a tricuspid valve.. &lt;br /&gt;But its of know harm as it too does the same job.. But its just very rare 2 c.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Y do u bless me with such rare gifts !!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken 2 ECG lab.. &lt;br /&gt;Again same seen.. about 10 gals ready 2 get their handle on me.. &lt;br /&gt;Again Undress.. Then about 12 probes all around my body.. &lt;br /&gt;Atleast it was a faster work.. No more sounds around.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no idea wat am having in me.. I took those reports 2 doctor.. waitin &lt;br /&gt;4 something 2 happen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise Doctor told "There is nothing wrong with you" and "just get out of the hospital".. with a broad smile.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being a happy man.. Joined my dad &amp; mom.. 2 prove them am fit 2 the best.. &lt;br /&gt;With just a small speck of sadness that i left all those gals out..  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113679691426315325?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113679691426315325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113679691426315325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113679691426315325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113679691426315325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/01/most-embarrassed-day.html' title='Most embarrassed Day!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113629037214216106</id><published>2006-01-03T17:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:42:52.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2 too Good Stories</title><content type='html'>/-----------------------------------------/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as&lt;br /&gt;the attractive&lt;br /&gt;young woman with the white cane made her way carefully&lt;br /&gt;up the&lt;br /&gt;steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to&lt;br /&gt;feel the&lt;br /&gt;location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found&lt;br /&gt;the seat&lt;br /&gt;he'd told her was empty. Then she's settled in, placed&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her&lt;br /&gt;leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a year since Susan became blind. Due to a&lt;br /&gt;medical&lt;br /&gt;misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she&lt;br /&gt;was suddenly&lt;br /&gt;thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration&lt;br /&gt;and self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;'How could this have happened to me?' she would plead,&lt;br /&gt;her heart&lt;br /&gt;knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried&lt;br /&gt;or ranted or&lt;br /&gt;prayed, she knew the painful truth, her sight was&lt;br /&gt;never going to&lt;br /&gt;return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once&lt;br /&gt;optimistic&lt;br /&gt;spirit. 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&lt;br /&gt;all his&lt;br /&gt;heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her&lt;br /&gt;sink into&lt;br /&gt;despair and was determined to help his wife gain the&lt;br /&gt;strength she&lt;br /&gt;needed to become independent again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but&lt;br /&gt;how would she&lt;br /&gt;get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too&lt;br /&gt;frightened to&lt;br /&gt;get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to&lt;br /&gt;drive her to&lt;br /&gt;work each day, even though they worked at opposite&lt;br /&gt;ends of the&lt;br /&gt;city. At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Mark's need to&lt;br /&gt;protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about&lt;br /&gt;performing the&lt;br /&gt;slightest task. Soon, however Mark realized that this&lt;br /&gt;arrangement&lt;br /&gt;wasn't working - it was hectic, and costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again,&lt;br /&gt;he admitted&lt;br /&gt;to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to&lt;br /&gt;her made him&lt;br /&gt;cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would&lt;br /&gt;she react?&lt;br /&gt;Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the&lt;br /&gt;idea of taking&lt;br /&gt;the bus again. "I'm blind!" she responded bitterly.&lt;br /&gt;"How am I&lt;br /&gt;supposed to know where I'm going? I feel like you're&lt;br /&gt;abandoning&lt;br /&gt;me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's heart broke but he knew what had to be done. He&lt;br /&gt;promised&lt;br /&gt;Susan that each day he would ride the bus with her&lt;br /&gt;until she got&lt;br /&gt;the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is exactly what happened. For two solid&lt;br /&gt;weeks, Mark,&lt;br /&gt;military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and&lt;br /&gt;from work each&lt;br /&gt;day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses to&lt;br /&gt;determine&lt;br /&gt;where she was and how to adapt to her new environment.&lt;br /&gt;He helped&lt;br /&gt;her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for&lt;br /&gt;her, and save&lt;br /&gt;her a seat. Each morning they made the journey&lt;br /&gt;together, and Mark&lt;br /&gt;would take a cab back to his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this routine was even more costly and&lt;br /&gt;exhausting than the&lt;br /&gt;previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;before Susan&lt;br /&gt;would be able to ride the bus on her own. Finally,&lt;br /&gt;Susan decided&lt;br /&gt;that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday&lt;br /&gt;morning&lt;br /&gt;arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms&lt;br /&gt;around Mark, her&lt;br /&gt;temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her&lt;br /&gt;best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his&lt;br /&gt;loyalty, his&lt;br /&gt;patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the&lt;br /&gt;first time, they&lt;br /&gt;went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;Thursday....&lt;br /&gt;Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had&lt;br /&gt;never felt&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as&lt;br /&gt;usual. As she was&lt;br /&gt;paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said,&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, I sure&lt;br /&gt;envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was&lt;br /&gt;speaking to her or&lt;br /&gt;not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind&lt;br /&gt;woman who had&lt;br /&gt;struggled just to find the courage to live for the&lt;br /&gt;past year? "Why&lt;br /&gt;do you envy me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be&lt;br /&gt;taken care of and&lt;br /&gt;protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the&lt;br /&gt;driver was&lt;br /&gt;talking about, "What do you mean?" The driver said,&lt;br /&gt;"You know,&lt;br /&gt;every morning for the past week, a fine looking&lt;br /&gt;gentleman in a&lt;br /&gt;military uniform has been standing across the corner&lt;br /&gt;watching you&lt;br /&gt;when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the&lt;br /&gt;street safely&lt;br /&gt;and he watches you until you enter your office&lt;br /&gt;building. Then he&lt;br /&gt;blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks&lt;br /&gt;away. You are&lt;br /&gt;one lucky lady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For&lt;br /&gt;although she&lt;br /&gt;couldn't see him, she had always felt Mark's presence.&lt;br /&gt;She was&lt;br /&gt;blessed, so blessed, for he had given her a gift more&lt;br /&gt;powerful than&lt;br /&gt;sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the&lt;br /&gt;gift of love&lt;br /&gt;that can bring light where there had been darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but&lt;br /&gt;she is&lt;br /&gt;beautiful because you love her..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love someone be faithful to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/--------------------------------------------------------/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding&lt;br /&gt;through the night.&lt;br /&gt;They loved each other a lot.....&lt;br /&gt;Girl:"slow down a little.. I'm scared.."&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "No, it's so fun.."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "please..it's so scary.."&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Then say that you love me.."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Fine..I love you..can you slow down now?"&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Give me a big hug.."&lt;br /&gt;The girl gave him a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Now can you slow down?"&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;and it's bothering me while i ride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A&lt;br /&gt;motorcycle had&lt;br /&gt;crashed into a building because its brakes were&lt;br /&gt;broken. There were two&lt;br /&gt;people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the&lt;br /&gt;other had&lt;br /&gt;survived...The guy&lt;br /&gt;knew that the brakes were broken. He didn't want to&lt;br /&gt;let the girl know,&lt;br /&gt;because he knew that the girl would have gotten&lt;br /&gt;scared. Instead, he was told&lt;br /&gt;the last time that she loved him,got a hug from her,&lt;br /&gt;put his helmet on her&lt;br /&gt;so that she can live, and die himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary&lt;br /&gt;life, Love&lt;br /&gt;gives us a fairy tale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message "Life consists not in holding good cards but&lt;br /&gt;in playing&lt;br /&gt;those  you hold well"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/------------------------------------------------------/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113629037214216106?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113629037214216106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113629037214216106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113629037214216106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113629037214216106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-too-good-stories.html' title='2 too Good Stories'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113618894715346802</id><published>2006-01-02T13:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:32:27.160+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'Day P-Priya !!!</title><content type='html'>Hi P-Priya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am very sorry for the delay... I shud hav msged u earlier... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'Day 2 You.. And Many More happy returns of the Day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Priya : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her full name is Padmapriya.. &lt;br /&gt;She is doing her pre-final yr at PSG on M.sc Integrated Soft... &lt;br /&gt;We were school mates.. &lt;br /&gt;I could call her as one of my best Friends... rather a sister..&lt;br /&gt;She is with me right from my school days... n even now.. &lt;br /&gt;There r lots of incidents wen v enjoyed our company... &lt;br /&gt;Her M.Sc wud make her remain in College for 1 more year.. &lt;br /&gt;But she wil come out with a master degree... but me just a Bachelor.. &lt;br /&gt;Guys beware of her.. coz she is in spree 2 get a handsome one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Small incident which v both wont 4get 4 ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the school days... when v had no work before starting of the next yr...&lt;br /&gt;And it was eve when "Priya" another gal of our friendship circle( which consisted of&lt;br /&gt;P-Priya, Mage , Priya , Indira, Gayu, Tamilvani n me).... was having her b'day the next week or so.. &lt;br /&gt;All other gals led by P-Priya were ready 2 make this B'day a remarkable 1 2 her..&lt;br /&gt;So they planned 2 write a anonymous Love Letter to her.. &lt;br /&gt;I was the "Bakra".. Three of them came 2 my room.. Wen my dad &amp; Mom had gone for work.. &lt;br /&gt;We started writing the Love-Letter.. Since Priya wont recognize my handwritin... they chose me.. &lt;br /&gt;You should hav seen how gals flow with ideas for a Love-Letter...&lt;br /&gt;They brought out all kinds of cinema songs n dialogs.. n became real time poets.. &lt;br /&gt;They even had show-stickers to decorate the letter... &lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so the letter was done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Me being the Bakra had 2 deliver the letter 2 Priya...&lt;br /&gt;These gals even planned a way 2 bring her out of house.. nd me giving it 2 her saying one of my friends(someone v named as “vijay”) wanted 2 deliver that 2 her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my work was done.. &lt;br /&gt;Indira who was her twin sister kept Priya from prompting about the L-Letter to her parents.. C even sisters betray you.. &lt;br /&gt;Days were approaching near her B'Day... Something unexpected happened.. &lt;br /&gt;Priya's younger-Bro came 2 her nd said someone called "vijay" came n talked 2 him.. nd asked to convey the wishes 2 priya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all were nerve-struck.. Our mythical character "vijay" suddenly came 2 life.. &lt;br /&gt;Finally her B'Day came.. nd v revealed her our plan... &lt;br /&gt;But no one was ever able 2 find who was that so called "vijay" who talked 2 her Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;V thought of making that B'Day a remember able one 2 her.. But it ended with a suspense to us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:BTW Priya is married now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113618894715346802?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113618894715346802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113618894715346802&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113618894715346802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113618894715346802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-bday-p-priya.html' title='Happy B&apos;Day P-Priya !!!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113609396411977370</id><published>2006-01-01T11:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-01T11:22:26.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its New Year Time... !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt; Its Me Shagan .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt; Masti Time.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; At a formal Party.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; NITT Entrance.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; At an informal Party.. ;) I swear i didnt even hav a peg... It was just a showoff.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Me n my friends.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; THis guy is a mega boozer.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/1600/DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7607/2015/320/DSC00090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wat the hell new year dude.. These guys r always high!!.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113609396411977370?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113609396411977370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113609396411977370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113609396411977370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113609396411977370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-new-year-time.html' title='Its New Year Time... !!!!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113593268049169326</id><published>2005-12-30T13:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:21:20.506+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter ! - Jegashree - Shankar</title><content type='html'>Following happened a few days ago...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking my mail from my nosip server thru a vncviewer.... &lt;br /&gt;Two of my class mate gals Maya(Moya!) and Tamilarasi(Tamil-Queen!) wanted to use too..&lt;br /&gt;So without any hesitation i left the vncviewer for them to use n left the place.. &lt;br /&gt;First M0ya checked.. followed by T-Queen.. &lt;br /&gt;T-Queen closed the whole vnc-viewer without logging out/ closing the firefox.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i returned to start the vnc-viewer again.. I found T-Queen's mail's inbox.. &lt;br /&gt;Wen a guy sees a gal's inbox its time to discover the unseen... &lt;br /&gt;But me being a good guy(trust me) didnt open any of her mails.. &lt;br /&gt;I started to compose from her id.. Nothing but a Love-Letter.. &lt;br /&gt;Ideas rolled out like anything.. &lt;br /&gt;Then i sent it 2 somebody.. it was actually 2 M0ya.. coz i knew &lt;br /&gt;T-Queen wud rape me if she knows am using her id to send a love-letter 2 a guy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day without any expression i told Moya that she has got a Love-letter from &lt;br /&gt;someBODY.. And I was with that someBODY when he/she sent it.. I actually played&lt;br /&gt;my best to use the word "someBODY" to keep the gender under suspense.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected such a reply from her.. &lt;br /&gt;she asked... "Did khaleel(my classmate) sent it..." .&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised whether she was indeed expecting one from him.. &lt;br /&gt;I asked her "who khaleel ;)? wats betn u both? "&lt;br /&gt;Then with a blush she said... she wants to check her mail for that love-letter asap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped her out by opening the vnc-viewer and the mail.. &lt;br /&gt;Her heart which was thumping.. came 2 normal after she found a Love-letter in the name of T-Queen.. &lt;br /&gt;Gals r really BRIGHT u c.. she found it was me who did it ;-) .. (Wat a discovery!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unfortunate M0ya.. feels lightness... &lt;br /&gt;But forgetfully leaves her mail box logged in.. and closes the same way like T-Queen.. &lt;br /&gt;Now Shagan(Its Me) has gained access to another gal's Mailbox.. &lt;br /&gt;This time i wasnt willing to start an other play.. &lt;br /&gt;So just replied to T-Queen's love-letter that "I lover her toooo".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jegashree - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She i can say is just opposite to Neha's Character.. &lt;br /&gt;She is a bit reserved.. Chooses people to speak to.. and very silent gal indeed.. &lt;br /&gt;She too was my classmate in 1st year.. Now chem final year&lt;br /&gt;I call her "Greeny".. &lt;br /&gt;The episode behind this name is... During my first year RAGGING... &lt;br /&gt;i was asked to stand straight in front her and sing the song &lt;br /&gt;"Pachai Niramae" from Allaipayuthey Movie.. with romantic expressions(i was really sick in showing those expressions).. &lt;br /&gt;After that v came 2 know abt eachother.. More Strong friendship grew betn us.. &lt;br /&gt;I, Chimpu(Neha) &amp; Greeny used to go to treat atleast thrice in a year to share all our thoughts.. &lt;br /&gt;She is a day-scholar now... its very rare v meet eachother.. &lt;br /&gt;So i took her to Seakings last week.. and gav her b'day gift..&lt;br /&gt;She got placed in Vedanta... heard it wil be a tough job 4 gals.. &lt;br /&gt;But that being a tech job she is somewat happy.. &lt;br /&gt;But i pray she gets someother better job asap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shankar -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my clasamate from 6th standard.. &lt;br /&gt;We both have same B'date..&lt;br /&gt;We both are doing ICE.. &lt;br /&gt;But still v hav got lots of difference in many of our activites...&lt;br /&gt;I Love computer... He doesnt.. &lt;br /&gt;He has a close gang.. But i dont.. &lt;br /&gt;He is more a Mgmt guy... Am a silly computer geek.. &lt;br /&gt;And Most important.. He has a Gal friend.. BUT I HAVN'T.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though v were together for many years... V always had a distance &lt;br /&gt;maintained between us... and  respect each other feelings.. &lt;br /&gt;I never comment about his affair with his gal friend.. &lt;br /&gt;I know he is sensitive about that issue and its not good 2 stir a silent pond... &lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse since the Gal is from our class.. I have RIGHT to "OOtify" her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got placed in ANZ-IT.. Cool job.. He is also getting posted in Bangalore.. &lt;br /&gt;But god knows whether he wil be with me out there too... &lt;br /&gt;But it really doesnt matter as we both know wats betn us.. n vil strive 2 maintain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god get his affair fixed.. without any probs.. and let him have a peaceful/happy married life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113593268049169326?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113593268049169326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113593268049169326&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113593268049169326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113593268049169326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-letter-jegashree-shankar.html' title='Love Letter ! - Jegashree - Shankar'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113569663214648840</id><published>2005-12-27T20:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:47:12.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am a Busy Man ;) - Bharath - Neha</title><content type='html'>Am right now proud to say am too busy these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got hell lot of work from morning to evening.. but night times is as usual spent playing games &amp;amp; movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got up at 5 and went for jogging in the morning.. Its 5 man.. I cant imagine myself getting up before the sun..&lt;br /&gt;But it all happened some how.. Few of my class-mates joined me too... after that went 2 Gym too..&lt;br /&gt;People at gym got into a great suspense.. why a guy who is like a stick has come here... where they all come to bring down there belly... No offense... just an exercise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended classes...&lt;br /&gt;First one being VI.. my god 2day it was a story-telling work in greek.. He himself accepted it was bull-shit..&lt;br /&gt;It was continued by yet an other sleepy lecture on Financial Management by a new lecturer.. Usha Nandini.. From the next class she can c me only in last bench..&lt;br /&gt;Mems was Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to driving class... did a better perf compared to yest..&lt;br /&gt;Then to Networking class... did pracs on RIP..&lt;br /&gt;Now in octa..&lt;br /&gt;Wil hav 2 wrk on VI after going room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 2day onwards am gonna describe a few lines about my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer : The following r my personal view abt them... And guys plz dont take these things serious..&lt;br /&gt;*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bharath :&lt;br /&gt;He is 4rm chennai. v were classmates in first year...&lt;br /&gt;I call him silent hero.. Chem Guy&lt;br /&gt;Not many in our college know him... nor he knows everybody...&lt;br /&gt;but there is something in him which made myself to be with him..&lt;br /&gt;We were room mates during second year.. with my other room-mates.. Manu, Vishwa..&lt;br /&gt;I can write a book like "4 pointless chatterboxes" describing our talks on matters which range from absolute bullshit to heavens...&lt;br /&gt;He was willing 2 take a tech job.. but a gift 2 him at 4th sem made him worry if he could get one.. &lt;br /&gt;He is prep. for cat(CATMAN as i call him).. Has a Novel in his hand always.. &lt;br /&gt;He got a COOL job which is a right mixture of both soft + mgmt ... thanks to god.. &lt;br /&gt;Am sure he will reach heights in future... I just pray god to hav him with me&lt;br /&gt;in my future endeavors...&lt;br /&gt;advice : C'mon man its final yr.. atleast now try 2 know all ur colleagues names.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha:&lt;br /&gt;She is one gal whom i trust the most.. n hav no fear in telling her wat ever happens in my life.. &lt;br /&gt;She too was my classmate in first year.. Chem Gal.. &lt;br /&gt;She is too daring and frank which i have never seen in any other gal so far.. &lt;br /&gt;She was frm a gals school.. And friendship with her was new and was hardly bonded.. &lt;br /&gt;I ,Chimpu(Neha) &amp; Greeny(Jegashree)... our friendship circle is the most worth asset for me.. I will always strive to keep it live eventhough i get very less opportunity to meet them.. &lt;br /&gt;She is still waiting for her placements.. But i have no fear/worry about this.. I know she really deserves more.. I pray god she just gets one asap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113569663214648840?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113569663214648840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113569663214648840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113569663214648840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113569663214648840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-busy-man-bharath-neha.html' title='Am a Busy Man ;) - Bharath - Neha'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113559508756571803</id><published>2005-12-26T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-26T16:41:37.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Dedicate this to my BEST gal Friend Vidya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;Vidya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjectives which best depict her r..  sensitive, studious, helpful, friendly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did her final year ece in my college till few months back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God y r u so ruthless...  Ya he was the 1 who took her away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is no more.. died out of (f&amp;amp;*king) virus fever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasnt a morning when i didnt get a missed call from her..&lt;br /&gt;and an aft wen she wudn't ask me 2 hav food at rite time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all came 2 an end suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A character which was with me for last three years.. suddenly vanished w/o a trace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the days wen v were 2gether r just in dreams now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 3 Days with her in the hospital was.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;bangalore&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; after seeing the CISCO campus....&lt;br /&gt;I got a call 4rm her saying she got admitted in hospital because of fever/vomiting..&lt;br /&gt;But her voice was saying that she wasnt in any bad state..&lt;br /&gt;I met her in the hospital at 12 pm.. taking 2 tender coconuts + fruits..&lt;br /&gt;When i saw her face i could guess something bad happening in her..&lt;br /&gt;She got more n more vomiting.. Her mom too joined us in few hours..&lt;br /&gt;They  were diagnosing her for any bacterial infection in stomach or&lt;br /&gt;urinary infection.. with no idea of wat demon is causing these..&lt;br /&gt;She was admitted to ICU.. Her BP was low.. nd started fluctuating...&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday they checked up with a Cardiologist and found symptoms of Viral Myocarditis (virus attack in heart)&lt;br /&gt;They werent 100 % sure of that but... were saying that if it is.. then no sure cure possible..&lt;br /&gt;Docter even said that she is in a critical situation... but v never revealed it 2 her mother..&lt;br /&gt;That day evening v found some improvement in her.. nd suddenly a hope flourished into my veins..  started dreaming wat v wil do after she gets discharged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a small hole in the ICU window through which i saw every improvement in her (and also her final downfall)...&lt;br /&gt;Next Day(thursday)  morn.. v found still more imp. like.. she drank few glasses of tender coconuts and used a exercise ball to keep herself busy..&lt;br /&gt;Then started the work of Demons in her.. Her BP started lowering and fluctuating..&lt;br /&gt;And i could c wat ever happening to her through the hole in window..&lt;br /&gt;BP became toooo low... around 60/80 and i knew something terrible is going to happen...&lt;br /&gt;All my Bio-med inst. knowledge said that atleast a pacemaker might b used incase nothing wrked..&lt;br /&gt;But doctors said the heart is too weak to support a pacemaker..  I started praying all gods in all&lt;br /&gt;ways..... Even hit my hand in the wall around hundred times trying  2 pressurize god to leave&lt;br /&gt;this soul back in earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In few hours.. things got still worse.. I could c her without any movements.. all doctors tried to&lt;br /&gt;press her chest to get her heart beat..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even show a small reaction of wats going inside the ICU to her mom... thus not terrifying her.. eventhough there was a volcano bursting in my  heart..&lt;br /&gt;then in few min i could c no doctor with her... and could guess she NO MORE..&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the doctors to come and reveal her mom that her only daughter is out of the world..&lt;br /&gt;but those idiots took 10 min to even inform them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College mates came to c her body eventhough some didnt even care to know how she was a few&lt;br /&gt;days ago.. Many other staffs were also accompanying them..&lt;br /&gt;I joined their family in the ambulance which led to her hometown near &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Coimbatore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Her mom never let her face close while v took her in ambulance.. and I never took my eyes off from her face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no words in english that can explain my grievance..&lt;br /&gt;She is still with me... I will join her asap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A small advice to all gals n some boys too(which i learnt after vidya's life) ..&lt;br /&gt;Dont be sensitive to small issues... try to take things silly..&lt;br /&gt;Try not to cry till u reach limits..&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry abt wat comments &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; colleagues  in college say... they r just half empty vessels who r not going to be with u in future..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Only best friends know wat is good for u and will advice in a way which wont hurt u.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;Try dumping &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:city&gt; thoughts to someone whom u can trust so that he will b there to guide u at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; wrong moves.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/20169134-113559508756571803?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113559508756571803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113559508756571803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113559508756571803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113559508756571803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dedicate-this-to-my-best-gal-friend.html' title='I Dedicate this to my BEST gal Friend Vidya!'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20169134.post-113549358224100010</id><published>2005-12-25T12:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-25T12:23:02.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog.. Rather "Hello World"</title><content type='html'>Even though i hav enough exp. sitting b4 computer.. am a bit new 2 blog world..&lt;br /&gt;coz i always thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blogging is Jobless work done by Jobless people for Jobless people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since am jobless after i got a job(CISCO) am now starting the voyage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this being the 1st post... let this b small..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20169134-113549358224100010?l=shagancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113549358224100010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20169134&amp;postID=113549358224100010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113549358224100010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20169134/posts/default/113549358224100010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shagancisco.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-blog-rather-hello-world.html' title='My first Blog.. Rather &quot;Hello World&quot;'/><author><name>shankar ganesh J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891029802472031732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/193/2397193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
