<?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-1106779024695691354</id><updated>2011-08-30T04:41:16.091-07:00</updated><category term='Nostalgia.....'/><category term='First crush'/><category term='25th post.... celebration'/><category term='tags'/><category term='Dedications'/><category term='Updates abt my life'/><category term='Movie review'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='Good deed'/><category term='Philosophy'/><category term='Acrostic'/><category term='save life'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='numbers'/><category term='WL posts'/><category term='imagination'/><category term='love'/><category term='55 fiction'/><category term='Blood donaton'/><category term='Raavanan'/><category term='poems'/><category term='Short story'/><category term='About me'/><title type='text'>It's raining outside</title><subtitle type='html'>A collection of Messed up thoughts from a spotless mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-5334765386770656778</id><published>2010-10-29T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:35:51.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Untold Love</title><content type='html'>Just another day in my useless life,&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;Was walking through the same street wer i saw her first,&lt;br /&gt;The day wen i was struck by her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to open up my heart today,&lt;br /&gt;Watever happens am telling her today, "U r the queen of my heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see her at a distance,&lt;br /&gt;I slipped well may be her beauty made the floor slippery,&lt;br /&gt;My heartrate surges as she nears me,&lt;br /&gt;I am confident i'll tel her today,&lt;br /&gt;She comes near me,&lt;br /&gt;I open my mouth but only air comes out,&lt;br /&gt;She passes me,&lt;br /&gt;I keep on walking,&lt;br /&gt;The end of an untold love story......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-5334765386770656778?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/5334765386770656778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=5334765386770656778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5334765386770656778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5334765386770656778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2010/10/untold-love.html' title='The Untold Love'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-5133657747825802646</id><published>2010-10-21T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:56:55.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>The last piece of paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TMCM4F3c1-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/MwXzq3KpsMk/s1600/user-photo-42240-673982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TMCM4F3c1-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/MwXzq3KpsMk/s320/user-photo-42240-673982.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530575237686286306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trusted ur sugar coated words.....&lt;br /&gt;I believed in each nd every word of u....&lt;br /&gt;They were like written on water now&lt;br /&gt;Completely invisible....&lt;br /&gt;Do I really deserve this???&lt;br /&gt;It's like a poison coated knife had stabbed my heart....&lt;br /&gt;Am not able to bear the crushing pain....&lt;br /&gt;Has all my care been wasted???&lt;br /&gt;U told tat am the only guy in ur life....&lt;br /&gt;But now I see u with another guy.....&lt;br /&gt;Wat am I missing???&lt;br /&gt;I gifted u a teddy bear for ur bday.....&lt;br /&gt;But u've gifted me with a piece of paper "Forget me".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       -The heartbroken voice of a 12yr old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by 'Little Manhattan'.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-5133657747825802646?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/5133657747825802646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=5133657747825802646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5133657747825802646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5133657747825802646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-piece-of-paper.html' title='The last piece of paper'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TMCM4F3c1-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/MwXzq3KpsMk/s72-c/user-photo-42240-673982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-2280960905193922151</id><published>2010-09-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:13:15.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short story'/><title type='text'>Lithium</title><content type='html'>"Leave me alone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't ter anyone to understand me??"&lt;br /&gt;A shrill voice shrieked thorugh the corridors......&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who hears the voice would understand the pain deep inside.....&lt;br /&gt;it was Mrs.Khanna who lost her daughter and her real self a month back......&lt;br /&gt;she has been in the Ward since then......&lt;br /&gt;Her life ruined by her daughter's demise......&lt;br /&gt;She refused to take medication since her admission into the ward.....&lt;br /&gt;A new psychiatrist has been called for to asses her condition.....&lt;br /&gt;She was brought into the consultation room by two huge persons holding her......&lt;br /&gt;"Take your seat Mrs.khanna",the psychiatrist,Dr.Ramesh told....&lt;br /&gt;She took her seat slowly in a very depressed state.....&lt;br /&gt;From her appearance the doc figured out that she ia havng bi-polar mood disorder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Am here to hear your words mam....',said the doc...&lt;br /&gt;'I've nothin to talk....Pls leave me alone',came a sober reply from Mrs.Khanna...&lt;br /&gt;'Talk to me,,..... Open yourselver up.....'&lt;br /&gt;'Just leave me alone',&lt;br /&gt;'Ok mam relax..... Y have you been denying visits from your husband???'&lt;br /&gt;'How dare you talk to me about that bastard???',Groaned Mrs.Khanna agitatedly....&lt;br /&gt;'Ok mam.... I wont talk abt him...... be relaxed.....'&lt;br /&gt;'hmmm',&lt;br /&gt;'Atleast temme why are you not taking your medication',said the doc....&lt;br /&gt;"I dont wanna forget what happened....&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna calm myself down by your stupid medication...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel the pain inside me.....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay in love with my sorrow,....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel the seperation.....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna develope the agitation in me.....&lt;br /&gt;i wanna avenge my daughter's death.....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tear that bastard apart....&lt;br /&gt;I dont want Lithium.....&lt;br /&gt;I want a knife to kill him....." Said Mrs.Khanna getting up from the seat.....&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Ramesh was speechless..... He saw the fire in her eyes,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TKGHG11yCwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eTCN4FYeLpE/s1600/bigstockphoto_Psycho_Girl_1278089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TKGHG11yCwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eTCN4FYeLpE/s320/bigstockphoto_Psycho_Girl_1278089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521843169734560514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-2280960905193922151?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/2280960905193922151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=2280960905193922151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/2280960905193922151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/2280960905193922151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2010/09/lithium.html' title='Lithium'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TKGHG11yCwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eTCN4FYeLpE/s72-c/bigstockphoto_Psycho_Girl_1278089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6647092272649038600</id><published>2010-06-18T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T07:01:47.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raavanan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><title type='text'>Raavanan ---&gt;&gt; Technical delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TBt7yJDKYlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/80W2Z8OMEkg/s1600/Raavanan_800_140510_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TBt7yJDKYlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/80W2Z8OMEkg/s320/Raavanan_800_140510_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484113072606569042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awaited movie of the year, Manirathnam's magnum opus etc., etc.,&lt;br /&gt;Lots of hype to the movie...... Manirathnam has given us a visual delight with his usual style..... I thought that there would be too much rush and booked tickets yestersday itself..... But when i reached the theatre was disapppointed with the crowd..... Very less the crowd was..... the detailed review as follows.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;    The plot is a very simple..... The usual Ramayanam story only.... Veera is a leader of a group denoted as a terrorist by SP Dev..... Dev attacks Veera on the day of his sister's marriage.... Spoils it.... the sister ends in police station nd gets molested by the police..... She commits suicide.... Veera seeks revenge by kidnapping the SP's wife.... But finally he falls in love with her..... Wat happens next is the rest of the story.....&lt;br /&gt;              My comment: The movie's plot is simple but the way the story is told is what makes the difference..... Its very clear tat Manirathnam is tellin us the life history of a maoist leader..... But the first half is bore nd has many unwanted scenes..... The second half is what matters.... The last 10 mins of the movie were awesome.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting:&lt;br /&gt;    Vikram as Veera steals the show..... According to me Vikram has done his best in this movie..... His acting wins over the flaws of other's acting..... His charaterisation is also tooooo good.....&lt;br /&gt;    Aishwarya Rai bachan as Raagini,the SP's wife looka a bit aged..... Her acting was not that good..... But she has done some scenes good..... &lt;br /&gt;    Prithviraj as the SP didnt impress me tat much.... The usual role....&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;These r the main characters but vaiyapuri as the transsexual needs special mention.... Karthick too has done good acting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technical Comments:&lt;br /&gt;    Manirathnam has proved that he is still the best director in India.....&lt;br /&gt;Cinematography by Santosh Sivan is brilliant and has rendered the perfect support for Mani..... His probing lens takes the audience through the thick jungles, the mighty waterfalls and the rough terrains of India. Music and art direction play equally momentous role in Raavanan as its lead actors..... If not for Rahman's songs and background score, Vikram's unrequited love wouldn't have been so painful for us.....&lt;br /&gt;   Suhasini's dialogues speak a lot for themselves.... Some of the dialogues make us feel the real emotions ion the movie..... But the dialogues at places was difficult to understand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus: &lt;br /&gt;   Vikram,Camera,Stunning visuals,The storytelling style..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus:&lt;br /&gt;   The main minus in the movie is that it lacks the feel of a tamil movie..... Also its difficult to understand the dialogues at places.... But the plus in the movie make us forget the minus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:&lt;br /&gt;   I totally loved the movie.... Its not a movie for masala buffs....&lt;br /&gt;It's a pure cinematic retreat spanning across dense jungles..... It's a treat to those who feel nd enjoy the movie with its technical aspects..... For those who seek only enjoyment the movie is nothing more than a mere mokkai..... The climas deserves special mention.... I'll give a 4/5........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6647092272649038600?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6647092272649038600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6647092272649038600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6647092272649038600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6647092272649038600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2010/06/raavanan-technical-delight.html' title='Raavanan ---&gt;&gt; Technical delight'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/TBt7yJDKYlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/80W2Z8OMEkg/s72-c/Raavanan_800_140510_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-8744182406809376368</id><published>2010-03-07T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:57:28.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>To be loved is bliss</title><content type='html'>Returning to my blog after a period of exactly 5 months and 21 days....&lt;br /&gt;Actually in fact forgot that i have a blog even.... Its so bad of me....&lt;br /&gt;K anyway am back to blogging.....&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post after a long period of hibernation.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep...Beep...Beep...&lt;br /&gt;My iPhone springs back to life....&lt;br /&gt;It was a message....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I searched through books and i leafed through cards,&lt;br /&gt;for words that would convey,&lt;br /&gt;What i had in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;But when i sat down to write,&lt;br /&gt;All i can write was,&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU THROUGHOUT MY LIFE"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face becomes flush nd joy fills my heart like water filling an empty pot....&lt;br /&gt;I wished to forward it again to 'HER'....&lt;br /&gt;Touched edit nd then selected forward......&lt;br /&gt;But whom to send???&lt;br /&gt;My heart came to a pause....&lt;br /&gt;Thnk... Think... Think...&lt;br /&gt;In fact none to forward to....&lt;br /&gt;Then only realised that i have none to forward the message too nd the messaeg was the work of my unused neurons....&lt;br /&gt;So pity of me.... None to send me such a wish and also one to forward too....&lt;br /&gt;All a piece of my imagination....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being loved is bliss",It was arun's tweet...&lt;br /&gt;It made me think somethin.....&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I came to this thinking....&lt;br /&gt;In fact its good to be loved and also to love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-8744182406809376368?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/8744182406809376368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=8744182406809376368&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8744182406809376368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8744182406809376368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-be-loved-is-bliss.html' title='To be loved is bliss'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6713470694821847481</id><published>2009-09-15T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:52:06.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25th post.... celebration'/><title type='text'>The return of the crazy blogger..............</title><content type='html'>Hiya all......&lt;br /&gt;Been out of blogsville for a short period of time a  month to be precise......&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are doing great.....&lt;br /&gt;Am really indeed very very happy.....&lt;br /&gt;My ecstasy knows no bounaries......&lt;br /&gt;Got a cute nephew now...... One of the cutest baby i've ever seen......&lt;br /&gt;Also got many new good friends.....&lt;br /&gt;Went on a trip to singapore..... Will be posting a few Pics about my trip.....&lt;br /&gt;To be short and sweet "Am back with a bang"......&lt;br /&gt;This is my 25th post......&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to me and my blog.....&lt;br /&gt;Its celebration time.....&lt;br /&gt;A toast to all my followers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sq-pbSoGLvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/becYPeANJgY/s1600-h/Champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sq-pbSoGLvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/becYPeANJgY/s320/Champagne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381706366052609778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sq-pa2_KgmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/x-KmHqCflNw/s1600-h/celebrations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sq-pa2_KgmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/x-KmHqCflNw/s320/celebrations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381706358633169506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that my blog will reach 25 posts.....&lt;br /&gt;Its all cos of my followers......&lt;br /&gt;The crazy person inside me has surfaced......&lt;br /&gt;Sorry friends will check out all your blogs now.....&lt;br /&gt;Am very glad to be back to the lounge......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6713470694821847481?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6713470694821847481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6713470694821847481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6713470694821847481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6713470694821847481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/09/return-of-crazy-blogger.html' title='The return of the crazy blogger..............'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sq-pbSoGLvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/becYPeANJgY/s72-c/Champagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-861287885031422627</id><published>2009-08-23T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T07:02:52.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>It's tag time........</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Yamini....and i am here to do it...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More About the Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea is to list five items in each category, not necesarily in the order of your liking....you can always add or subtract categories, according to your will. then tag five people....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....rules part done...fun part starts now..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hi....&lt;br /&gt;2. Silly people....&lt;br /&gt;3. Hmmm......(I use this most often wen i dunno what to talk)&lt;br /&gt;4. Wat doin....(The perfect word to start a conversation with)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite passtimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Movie.....&lt;br /&gt;2. Music.....&lt;br /&gt;3. Chatting with friends...This is my most favourite past time......&lt;br /&gt;4. Touring..... I've almost toured to every place of attraction around here.....&lt;br /&gt;5. Not but not the least browsing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 5 crushes:(My own addition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Mrs.victoria Beckham&lt;br /&gt;2.Aishwarya rai(Most Indians would've developed a crush over her)&lt;br /&gt;3.My 10th grade computer miss....&lt;br /&gt;4.Thrisha&lt;br /&gt;%.The last but not the least She who must not be named.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Heroines I hate:(My own addition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Namitha(Everyone from tamilnadu knows her...)&lt;br /&gt;2.Shreya&lt;br /&gt;3.Pamela Anderson&lt;br /&gt;4.Kate Winslet&lt;br /&gt;5.Sarah Jessica parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My five favourite characters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Seetha Mahalakshmi from the telugu movie 'Godavari'&lt;br /&gt;2.Edmond Dantès from Count of Monte Cristo&lt;br /&gt;3.Izzie Stevens from Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;4.Batman in Nolan's adaptation....&lt;br /&gt;5.Maximus from 'Gladiator'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I wanna Tag - Anyone who likes it n hasn't done it.... pls take it up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-861287885031422627?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/861287885031422627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=861287885031422627&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/861287885031422627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/861287885031422627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-tag-time.html' title='It&apos;s tag time........'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6989150480543258865</id><published>2009-07-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:40:23.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrostic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Your smile makes magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SlV9-q-7y9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nUvJgpfbAnE/s1600-h/smile073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SlV9-q-7y9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nUvJgpfbAnE/s400/smile073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325847470689234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;earning for a helping hand i was,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bnoxious I was with the surroundings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pkeeping my spirits high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eally your smile makes magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abotaging the sadness around you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inute smile of yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nstilled happiness in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;illiputian may be to others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;legantly your smile makes magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;any a people i've met,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stute I am with my words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;indling smile i've never seen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;specially the big one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eriously your smile makes magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esmerizing many by ur speciality,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lthough many dont feel ur beauty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;entle curving of ur lips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gniting the good feel in all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ollectively your smile makes magic.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The post dedicated to my special friend who always sends me a smilie nd has a very beautiful smile.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6989150480543258865?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6989150480543258865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6989150480543258865&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6989150480543258865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6989150480543258865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-smile-makes-magic.html' title='Your smile makes magic'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SlV9-q-7y9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nUvJgpfbAnE/s72-c/smile073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-7829386951530935782</id><published>2009-07-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:39:48.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><title type='text'>The GUY who was???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.desicomments.com/dc/14/34628/346281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 544px; height: 407px;" src="http://www.desicomments.com/dc/14/34628/346281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(99, 32, 53);  font-family:Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a guy who used to live life on his own terms.He had his own strange principles.A guy with a clean conscience.He had his own morals and values in life instilled in him by his parents,teachers and some like-minded friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believed in giving each relationship the required space,maintaining the dignity of everyone around him and never mixed relationships.&lt;br /&gt;He had his own dreams,his own world of hopes and wishes which he did not share with anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very friendly and frank with the people who were close to him but very reserved for strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most level-headed person I had ever come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could do anything to help his friends.A patient listener,A brilliant conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could convince people pretty well and could make anyone around him feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He literally proved the quote true -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; border-left-width: 6px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(247, 216, 226); border-right-width: 6px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: rgb(247, 216, 226); color: rgb(186, 71, 107); "&gt;"I'm the kind of guy with no secrets,yet I'm trusted to keep everyone else's."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He truly was!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew many many many secrets about many people and he always kept them to himself.[He still does :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were those secret-sharers who had become strangers for him [Some had even become back-biters],but he never ever broke the trust they "HAD" put in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never kept any personal grudges towards anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his own rules for life which were quite contrary to the thinking of the friends in his circle;But that never changed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I silently used to observe him and I was quite happy that he never tried to change,thinking he was the "odd-one-out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought he'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was true till he entered his college..................................................!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world was around him.He was a very introvert guy but he somehow managed to join some of the people he already knew since his school days[Fortunately,he had some of his acquaintances around,with whom he "THOUGHT" he'll be very HAPPY...Obviously,he was proved wrong.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to gel with all of them.Inspite of being very uncomfortable he pretended to be comfortable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This couldn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a very different kind of a person &amp;amp; no matter how much he tried he couldn't overcome her basic nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He HAD TO CHANGE,not because of them but because of his own good.Afterall,he had to be with those people for 5 nd a half years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to pretend every moment at college.He was no longer "the most helpful person" I had ever come across.He bluntly refused for any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had become rude towards everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had lost some of his best friends and this made him doubt everyone's friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who had promised to be with him forever were no longer with him &amp;amp; the worst part was he did not even know why had they become so apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some other people with whom he was forced to part ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was no longer friends with the people to whom he used to talk for hours together,share the most stupid talks,have silly conversations and still wanting to talk more.His friends who taught him how to dream and how to be hopeful &amp;amp; optimistic,who made him adore music,who made him love life and the one who taught him how to love-All of them &amp;amp; many more had all left him to face the world alone.....&lt;br /&gt;Some moments no one could ever bring back,some relationships he could not recreate.....There were friends whose absence mattered so much that the presence of the entire world hardly made any difference.He missed all those wonderful times when he was with the people he loved to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not the most talkative guy any longer,'cause he had no one to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people with whom he shared everything were not with him and he couldn't accept new people in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to hold on to the memories;The new people he had come across could not make him feel even half the way his old friends did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't get along well with them,even though he tried her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not that he did not like them or he hated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perhaps that the people did not like him,may be because he was an introvert or because he was DIFFERENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His so-called college friends used to enjoy partying,watching movies and had a great time whenever they were together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,his presence never mattered to them.&lt;br /&gt;His opinions and his thoughts were never considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had hurt him a lot and he was compelled to change.&lt;br /&gt;People used to tell him to move on,but they had not been in his place;They hadn't perhaps gone through what he was going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt extremely low and side-tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some others who used to leave no stones unturned to insult him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover,he's no longer friends with me also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I left him or people left him;He himself let those people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite sure,he's happier and her life must be much more peaceful now.I surely do miss him,but somewhere may be I had also taken him for granted and I could not stand by him and live upto his minor expectations....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(99, 32, 53);  font-family:Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;I miss being myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(99, 32, 53);  font-family:Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;But am also happy with wat I am now....... With a few very good frnds.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(99, 32, 53);  font-family:Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;Still I wish I could get to be the real myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Don't let your friends leave you.Hold onto them,'cause you might miss them once they are gone,like I do...!!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:7;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:7;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My heartfelt thanx to my dear frnd Disha who made me write this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-7829386951530935782?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/7829386951530935782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=7829386951530935782&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7829386951530935782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7829386951530935782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/07/guy-who-was.html' title='The GUY who was???'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-8667588369492932996</id><published>2009-07-05T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:40:06.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates abt my life'/><title type='text'>8 days of unlimited fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hiya Blog, Am utmost very happy with my life.....&lt;div&gt;Passed 8 days of pure unlimited fun.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with last Friday till this Friday......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had grt fun nd enjoyed a lot.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26,27,28:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our college tat is v students organized an inter medical cultural fiesta,"Infiniti-09"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 days was grt fun.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passed very rapidly......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learnt Einstein's relativity theory better then only.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gals from 3 colleges came nd to be frank all were far better than my col gals.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be watever new is beautiful.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some gals from madurai Medical college really stole my heart......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wat to do it all ended sunday noon......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a grt dinner at col followed by some small pranks played by my frnds....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nd to top it al v started a new company "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Med-Tech Visual Studios&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The multimedia wing of our college.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am very proud to be one of its founders......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SlDs_WMN66I/AAAAAAAAAOk/cbRrNnsXtHs/s400/DSCN1333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st row:Karthik,Chinni Vikram,Rajkumar,Vasanth,Rajkumar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd row:Geetha,Haveena,Preethi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was grt fun...... 3 days of fun nd frolic with the Med-tech crew......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th--&gt;Went to the movie Terminator salvation.... movie was just awesome......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30th--&gt;After a long long time went to the movie 'Naadodigal" with my friends.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st--&gt;went on a small one day trip to a place called Mettu......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ver cool place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The climate was just awesome....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a sort of place wer u should take ur lover for the 1st time......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V r single but it doesnt matter v just enjoyed it to d core......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a wonderful place.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post the photos is a seperate post......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd nd 3rd--&gt;Went to my Aunt's place inMAdurai.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ter hAD a grt time with ma cousins......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So totally 8 days of unlimited fun.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-8667588369492932996?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/8667588369492932996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=8667588369492932996&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8667588369492932996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8667588369492932996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-days-of-unlimited-fun.html' title='8 days of unlimited fun'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SlDs_WMN66I/AAAAAAAAAOk/cbRrNnsXtHs/s72-c/DSCN1333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6146055555119999065</id><published>2009-06-19T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:17:55.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrostic'/><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;My first attempt at acrostic.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; didn't expect this end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;any days we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;nstilled in us the friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;hattered into pieces now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;orry from my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;earning for the old relationshp i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;bliviated by ur friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;seless I am without u......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6146055555119999065?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6146055555119999065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6146055555119999065&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6146055555119999065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6146055555119999065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-3921314531275395818</id><published>2009-06-17T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:40:37.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates abt my life'/><title type='text'>Am back............</title><content type='html'>Hi friends am again now with a bang......&lt;div&gt;The idiotic lazy gooses at bsnl deprived me of my net.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was bored to the core without internet.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wat I missed the most in blogging......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed the writers lounge a lot......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lounge now looks fantastic with the new template......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed veryone at the lounge a lot.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meanwhile my blog has got many visitors nd some new followers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanku all.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My col life is also a bit boring these days......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway am back nd soon will be posting some intersting news over here,.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-3921314531275395818?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/3921314531275395818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=3921314531275395818&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3921314531275395818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3921314531275395818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-back.html' title='Am back............'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-8456106664579208197</id><published>2009-05-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:46:38.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia.....'/><title type='text'>Lost in Nostalgia!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/030/0/4/Nostalgia_by_nighty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 602px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/030/0/4/Nostalgia_by_nighty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days back I was in Madurai..... Spending time at my Aunt's home......&lt;div&gt;Me nd my cousin Venki went out for some time pass......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V went to the place wer i lived wen i was 10.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place is still the same..... no advancements at al......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was completely lost in nostalgia........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My childhood memories were running in my mind like a 70mm flick.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ter was a neighbour whom I used to call 'Deepthi akka'......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V two had great fun togrther......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno wer she is nd wat she is doin now.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also visited my old school.... My mind was full of the pranks which iplayed wen i was at tat school......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school has developed a lot.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss all those days now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A childhood with nothing to worry about......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish those days would come back again.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-8456106664579208197?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/8456106664579208197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=8456106664579208197&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8456106664579208197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8456106664579208197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost-in-nostalgia.html' title='Lost in Nostalgia!!!!'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-5754149290103536226</id><published>2009-05-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:41:43.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><title type='text'>It's my life......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShTDp1E31vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/c-S2EHHIojY/s1600-h/5-my-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShTDp1E31vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/c-S2EHHIojY/s400/5-my-life.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338106581730449138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(160, 82, 45);  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;"It's my life&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said, "I did it my way"&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;You better stand tall&lt;br /&gt;When they're calling you out&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend, don't break&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't back down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Thus goes the lyrics one of my favourite number by Bon Jovi 'it's My Life'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Well u may all think y am penning the lyrics of bonjovi......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;I agree with him nd its also my voice......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;i follow it nd also advice it to my frnds.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Yeah it's my life y must i waste it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;I never care abt wat others think abt me cos it's my life......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;I enjoy to the core cos it's my life.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Life is short so i wanna live it up......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;If v take life so seriously v can't get outta it alive.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Y must i change myself for others???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Let them change to suit me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;If i change i won't have an identity at al...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Y must I lose my identity???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Instead i'll lose tat person......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Interesting philosophy na???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;never mind......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;Haven't lost a person till now cos of my fault....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;tats sweet of myself na????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;I love to be loved.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;My life is still an enigma to many......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;But i give a damn.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;It'll taje a lifetime for a person to understand me completely.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;None understand me cos they never try to......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:12px;"&gt;but I don't care cos it's my life nd am only gonna live it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-5754149290103536226?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/5754149290103536226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=5754149290103536226&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5754149290103536226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5754149290103536226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s my life......'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShTDp1E31vI/AAAAAAAAAN8/c-S2EHHIojY/s72-c/5-my-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-769935246511055282</id><published>2009-05-18T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:42:05.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia.....'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First crush'/><title type='text'>My First Crush.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShF1QWMLDcI/AAAAAAAAANM/UBeXzMAKnyY/s1600-h/2202418181_9dba8a3d75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShF1QWMLDcI/AAAAAAAAANM/UBeXzMAKnyY/s400/2202418181_9dba8a3d75.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337175957105741250" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShF1QWMLDcI/AAAAAAAAANM/UBeXzMAKnyY/s1600-h/2202418181_9dba8a3d75.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;My first crush was wen i was in my 9th std...... I was studyin at Bell school wer i had very cherishing memories throughout the year.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cupid struck his arrows on me wen i was at 9th...... It was my first day in 9th.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was like i've achieved somethin...... In my class i saw her..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her fair glowing as if the moon on a full moon day..... I haven't seen such a beauty in my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Wen i saw her Ilayaraja's music was playing in my mind 'En iniya pon nilavae'" Dont worry i wont tel lies like these al..... It was like i was struck by a lightening..... For the first time in life i felt tat i should marry a gal like her..... Was in my dreams for abt 10 mins......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Words wont be enough to describe her beauty......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She was very silent nd tat only attracted me to her...... She was on the other hand very jolly too.....I was in my dreamland singing duets with her......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After some ten mins or so my neighbour was shooking me forcibly......It was my turn to introduce myself to our new computer teacher...... "My name is Rajkumar mam", i told...... "ok sit down rajkumar", her voice was like honey flowing through my ears......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thus goes my first crush....... It was a crush at an age in which i had no mental maturity......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I think of it now i feel tat i've been very mean falling for a teacher...... But anyway as this is a personal blog i've told openly..... It was after all an infactuation, hormones playin cricket in my body......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-769935246511055282?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/769935246511055282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=769935246511055282&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/769935246511055282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/769935246511055282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-crush.html' title='My First Crush.......'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/ShF1QWMLDcI/AAAAAAAAANM/UBeXzMAKnyY/s72-c/2202418181_9dba8a3d75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-3943428972491211466</id><published>2009-05-18T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:42:23.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbers'/><title type='text'>Tagged by numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thumb.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/03/05/clock,numbers,object-cf6f88f04487b02c98a6da3ba6985008_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://thumb.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/03/05/clock,numbers,object-cf6f88f04487b02c98a6da3ba6985008_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been challenged for a numbers tag by Arun....... Am giving it a try.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1--&gt; My First nd only email id i've used this far is rajkumar988@gmail.com.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2--&gt;Am having two vehicles..... A honda Unicorn nd a Fiat Palio.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3--&gt;Am now doing my 3rd year MBBS.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4--&gt;I have changed 4 mobiles till now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5--&gt;5 was my most superior rank in my school life.... Achieved it during my 10th......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6--&gt;I've made 6 outgoing calls from morning....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7--&gt;I've made 7 posts in "The Writer's Lounge", an online community wer u can express ur writing skills..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8--&gt;I've 8 cousins on the whole..... V have a great time wen v all meet..... Love u al....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9--&gt;had my first crush in life..... My computer teacher..... She was indeed very beautiful.... An angel according to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10--&gt;I've 10 blogs in my blogroll...... thought a lot but wasn't able to find any other for 10.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great timepass...... Thanx Arun for the challenge..... It was damn boring from morning nd this numbers tag consumed 20 mins of my lazy schedule.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-3943428972491211466?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/3943428972491211466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=3943428972491211466&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3943428972491211466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3943428972491211466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-numbers.html' title='Tagged by numbers'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-7032332466301717132</id><published>2009-05-17T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:42:35.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Scrubs-Cast-scrubs-34323_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Scrubs-Cast-scrubs-34323_1024_768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am gonna start watching the series "Scrubs".....&lt;br /&gt;Heard tat it's great fun watching it.....&lt;br /&gt;Already was addicted to "Grey's Anatomy"..... I saw the first season of it alone some 5 times......&lt;br /&gt;I hope tat Scrubs too is luring me to watch it continously.....&lt;br /&gt;I got bored watching movies...... Having almost watched all the good movies now i have diverted myself towards tv shows......&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a detailed review after watching the first season completely....&lt;br /&gt;Till then adios.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-7032332466301717132?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/7032332466301717132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=7032332466301717132&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7032332466301717132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7032332466301717132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/scrubs.html' title='Scrubs'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6882597319860783820</id><published>2009-05-16T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:43:09.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>The girl who felt ignored!!!!</title><content type='html'>Friends now am giving a try at a very serious tragic stry..... Forgive me if its horrible.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrator of the story is the heroine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a boyfriend, Jack..... He is a childhood friend of mine nd have been only my friend for the past 8 years..... Only a month back i realised that i've fell in love with him..... I was so shy in revealing my love.... i was worried whether my proposal wll ruin the friendship between the two.....&lt;br /&gt;But i took courage nd proposed him.... He didnt respond at al.....&lt;br /&gt;From tat day on he was the only guy in my life..... But for him may be am just another girl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jack shall v go on to a movie tonight???&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Me: Y u got somethin to study???&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Nope have to visit a frnd of mine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always does this..... But tat it was as if the sky was falling on me.....&lt;br /&gt;The next day he didnt call at al.... I saw him in the corner of my street with a bunch of gals.....&lt;br /&gt;I was so much filled with anger...... "How dare can he not come to movie with me nd be happy with his other gal friends???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw tat happiness in his face.... it irritated me very much.....&lt;br /&gt;I gathered courage nd dragged him from the group....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: hey y r u behaving so oddly???&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Jack:Wat dont drag..... spit it out.....&lt;br /&gt;Me: well Jack I love u.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly left the place to a nearby shop nd got me a doll.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Jack....&lt;br /&gt;jack: dont speak a word..... Just take the doll nd head home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didnt respect my words..... The three words tat came outta my mouth were meaningless to him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed.... I waited for him..... Daily he wopuld stop by my home nd give me a doll.....&lt;br /&gt;Days went on nd on..... 100 days..... 200 days....&lt;br /&gt;Then came my Bday..... I was expecting him to call me...... But in vain he didnt wish me at al.....&lt;br /&gt;tat evening he came as usual to my home nd gave me the doll.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jack wait&lt;br /&gt;Jack: what??&lt;br /&gt;Me: do u know wat day is today??&lt;br /&gt;Jack: nope(he told cold heartedly)&lt;br /&gt;Me:Ok leave it tel me "ilove u"&lt;br /&gt;Jack: I cant tel a person tat i love her just like tat..... If u r so desperate to hear it then go for someone else.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daya passed again..... One day i got irritated to the core.....&lt;br /&gt;He gave me the doll asusual.... But i threw in over the road nd scolded him very badly.....&lt;br /&gt;He went to take the doll.... I told him to leave it as such nd quit the place.....&lt;br /&gt;But he didnt.....&lt;br /&gt;Wen he was about to take the doll,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONK HONK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was hit by  a lorry......&lt;br /&gt;tats the last time i saw Jack alive......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month of crazy thoughts nd Psychic behavior i entered my room....&lt;br /&gt;I started counting the dolls.... 1,2,3,.......483,484....&lt;br /&gt;Took a doll nd hugged it to my heart.....&lt;br /&gt;"I love u" sounded the doll.....&lt;br /&gt;I took everydoll nd pressed them....&lt;br /&gt;"I love u"&lt;br /&gt;"I love u"&lt;br /&gt;"I love u"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very much filled with sorrow....&lt;br /&gt;Then i took the last doll..... The 485 th doll..... The doll with blood stain....&lt;br /&gt;I pressed the doll.....&lt;br /&gt;"Jo Do you know what today is? We've been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn't say I love you.... Um... since I was too shy... If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that i love you... everyday... till I die... Jo... I love you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved me till his last breath..... Y God i was so rude to him...... I didnt understand his love.....&lt;br /&gt;He can't be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6882597319860783820?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6882597319860783820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6882597319860783820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6882597319860783820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6882597319860783820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-who-felt-ignored.html' title='The girl who felt ignored!!!!'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-5029078761229886343</id><published>2009-05-16T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:43:47.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='55 fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Wasted feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-Jzw_IlRI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2CnUCPMFmA/s1600-h/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,black,white,bw,cry,crying,girl,sad-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-Jzw_IlRI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2CnUCPMFmA/s400/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,black,white,bw,cry,crying,girl,sad-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336635605873366290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U stand before me with a bunch of carnation flowers.......&lt;br /&gt;U look beautiful in the black dress of urs......&lt;br /&gt;I can see u crying......&lt;br /&gt;I come closer to embrace u......&lt;br /&gt;But am not able to feel touch.....&lt;br /&gt;How can I wen am dead????&lt;br /&gt;I Would have been alive if this had happened 2 days back!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first attempt at 55 fiction.......&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if its horrible.....&lt;br /&gt;Am really not tat good at writing.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-5029078761229886343?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/5029078761229886343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=5029078761229886343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5029078761229886343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5029078761229886343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/wasted-feelings.html' title='Wasted feelings'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-Jzw_IlRI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2CnUCPMFmA/s72-c/alone,b,w,black,,,white,black,and,white,black,white,bw,cry,crying,girl,sad-a59ce7a986f348494dcc1a03a75dfb0a_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6276272194424807527</id><published>2009-05-16T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:50:59.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R u still a single???</title><content type='html'>This is the question many of my friends ask me......&lt;br /&gt;Is being a single a crime???&lt;br /&gt;There r many advantages of being a single....&lt;br /&gt;1.Ter r no restrictions nd so can enjoy life our own way....&lt;br /&gt;2.Can have many gal friends....&lt;br /&gt;3.Can hang out often with friends.....&lt;br /&gt;4.can save a lotta pocket money.....&lt;br /&gt;5.No hurted feelings at al.....&lt;br /&gt;6.Can write posts like this.....&lt;br /&gt;nd so on.....&lt;br /&gt;So am really proud being a single......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-JXluoQdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z8s3i_I-y_s/s1600-h/love49.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-JXluoQdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z8s3i_I-y_s/s400/love49.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336635121815011794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6276272194424807527?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6276272194424807527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6276272194424807527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6276272194424807527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6276272194424807527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/r-u-still-single.html' title='R u still a single???'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sg-JXluoQdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z8s3i_I-y_s/s72-c/love49.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-7971024106080203118</id><published>2009-05-12T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:44:06.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>The Unexpected sequelae</title><content type='html'>The Unexpected sequelae:&lt;p&gt;An young software engineer moved into the new appartment...... His&lt;br /&gt;neighbour was a beautiful young gal..... The young guy developed an&lt;br /&gt;immediate crush on seeing the gal..... He was so much struck by her&lt;br /&gt;beauty that he was flying in the sky for a moment..... The guy decided&lt;br /&gt;to get close to the gal.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day..... Doorbell rings..... It was the gal..... He didn't&lt;br /&gt;expect this at al....&lt;br /&gt;'Hi am Priya sharma' said the gal....  No reply from the guy cos he&lt;br /&gt;was in his own dreams...... She winked at him nd then he regained his&lt;br /&gt;consciousness..... " am Siddhart sinha..... Welcome to my home" said&lt;br /&gt;the guy...... Priya had brought him breakfast..... Sid was very much&lt;br /&gt;moved by the care of his neighbour...... He took the food nd the both&lt;br /&gt;were chatting a lot.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Days passed nd the two neighbours became very close..... Sid decided&lt;br /&gt;to get more close with Priya...... One Friday nit the both were having&lt;br /&gt;drinks nd an asusual chat abt matters of least importance.....&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Sid became so intimate nd approached her to kiss her.....&lt;br /&gt;Priya got tensed nd left the place.... Sid got depressed......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His friends at office on seeing him depressed took him to a bar on the&lt;br /&gt;Saturday nit..... There Sid was drunk to the core nd wen he entered&lt;br /&gt;the dance floor he was shocked like hell......&lt;br /&gt;There he saw Priya as a cabrey dancer..... He got so&lt;br /&gt;irritated......"She behaved as if a pure soul wen I approached&lt;br /&gt;hell..... Bloody slut how dare she insult me..... I'll show her who I&lt;br /&gt;am" thought Sid.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Late the same Saturday nit wen Priya entered her appartment she was&lt;br /&gt;stunned to see Sid ter..... His eyes were full with lust giving an&lt;br /&gt;erotic stare at Priya..... He caught her nd raped her..... Throughout&lt;br /&gt;the entire nit Priya was opposing him blabbering something..... But&lt;br /&gt;Sid was soooooo drunk tat he didn't mind her.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day wen Sid woke up Priya was not ter..... Ter was a letter&lt;br /&gt;in the table.....&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Sid,&lt;br /&gt;  U've done a terrible mistake..... U shouldn't have don't&lt;br /&gt;tat..... Am a HIV +ve patient..... For tat reason only I kept away&lt;br /&gt;from u..... I loved u so much thinking tat u were decent nd not like&lt;br /&gt;other guys in this metro..... But u proved me wrong..... U too r like&lt;br /&gt;the guys who spoilt my life..... I never expected this from u.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway am very sorry if my beauty has attracted u..... U have a short&lt;br /&gt;lifetime left..... Pls be happy..... Let atleast the person I loved be&lt;br /&gt;happy....&lt;br /&gt;        With lots nd lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;                     Priya......"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sid was speechless...... He felt bad throughout his entire life......&lt;br /&gt;He diedafter a few years..... Priya is still living somewer thinking&lt;br /&gt;of her one nd only love.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-7971024106080203118?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/7971024106080203118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=7971024106080203118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7971024106080203118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7971024106080203118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/unexpected-sequelae.html' title='The Unexpected sequelae'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-5720398626523977794</id><published>2009-05-11T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:44:30.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia.....'/><title type='text'>My true confession.......</title><content type='html'>April,2008.....&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            11.30 A.M.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally bored to the core....... The next day I was having my Pathology internals......&lt;br /&gt;The book was driving me crazy....... So i decided to make a true confession to my cousin sis.....&lt;br /&gt;The following is the extract of the SMS chat between us two.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Me,P-My cousin sis......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Hey de u ter???&lt;br /&gt;P- Tel da....&lt;br /&gt;M-I'll tel u onething but u mustn't scold me or whatsoever....&lt;br /&gt;P-Ok da tel wat matter???&lt;br /&gt;M-Ok de..... Am losing concentration..... I feel detached from the surroundings.....&lt;br /&gt;P-Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;M-I dont like studying at al.....&lt;br /&gt;P-Wats ur final verdict???&lt;br /&gt;M-I've finally fallen in love.....&lt;br /&gt;P- Enna da solra??? dont joke(shocked)&lt;br /&gt;M-Yeah de am not joking..... I've fallen for Ms.Pretty..... U only have to talk to my dad nd convince him..... I can't live without her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly make a call......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Hello&lt;br /&gt;P-Dai wat r u telling......It'll really become a big problem....&lt;br /&gt;M-It wont&lt;br /&gt;P- No it'll..... Uncle will surely send u outta ur home.....&lt;br /&gt;M-No de he wont......&lt;br /&gt;P-How r u tellin it for so sure???&lt;br /&gt;M-Cos this april&lt;br /&gt;P-Wats the relationship between april nd ur love??&lt;br /&gt;M-Yeah definately.... It's april nd u've been made an april fool by me.....&lt;br /&gt;P-_____&lt;br /&gt;M-Happy fools day......&lt;br /&gt;P- some censored words.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin was really pissed off...... She got soooo tensed nd scolded me a lot......&lt;br /&gt;Even now if i talk abt this matter she'll get tensed......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-5720398626523977794?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/5720398626523977794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=5720398626523977794&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5720398626523977794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/5720398626523977794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-true-confession.html' title='My true confession.......'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-7880915665120239627</id><published>2009-05-08T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:59:53.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is 'koluthing',It's Verthu kotting!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgQO2jzHgzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZveZS4lDK9w/s1600-h/HEAT_WAVE_072605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgQO2jzHgzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZveZS4lDK9w/s400/HEAT_WAVE_072605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333404189198877490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heading denotes the nature of the summr sun.......&lt;br /&gt;As days pass the intensity of the sun is going on increasing.....&lt;br /&gt;Am not at al able to bear the heat nd my purse is becoming empty To quench my thirst......&lt;br /&gt;The sun this summer is toooooo horrible nd thanks to the great Tamilnadu govt v get a 2 hour power cut per day....... Life becomes sooooo horrible in those 2 hours..... Contradictory to Bryan Adams' 'Summer of 69' I would ''These r the worst days of my life''.......&lt;br /&gt;The summer sun has created a big hole in my purse...... Daily i've a minimum of 3 juices......&lt;br /&gt;Or atleast 2 ice creams...... then only my thirst is quenched......&lt;br /&gt;This has ben the worst summer regarding the climate......&lt;br /&gt;During my childhood days al i used to expect summer....... Cos those wer thge days wer v get leave, go to relatives' home nd to top them am not said to study...... But now as an adult i hate this summer...... The climate makes me go mad...... Not even able to sleep with the Airconditioner turned off.......&lt;br /&gt;Now itself is like this i wonder how the future will be???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-7880915665120239627?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/7880915665120239627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=7880915665120239627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7880915665120239627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/7880915665120239627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-is-koluthing-verthu-kotting.html' title='The sun is &apos;koluthing&apos;,It&apos;s Verthu kotting!!!!'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgQO2jzHgzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZveZS4lDK9w/s72-c/HEAT_WAVE_072605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6315384306517979828</id><published>2009-05-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:29:50.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good deed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood donaton'/><title type='text'>Blood Donation</title><content type='html'>Today a blood donation camp was organised in my college.......&lt;br /&gt;It was a great success but many students didn't turn up.......&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when i heard tat even students who r gonna be future doctors nd who know the importance of blood donation weren't ready to donate blood...... Everyone was telling silly reasons.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL3-DHHHjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RWdIBSjkmWI/s1600-h/Blood_bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL3-DHHHjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RWdIBSjkmWI/s400/Blood_bank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333097554119171634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even other college stuidents donate more enthusiastically...... I wonder y these guys r like this.....&lt;br /&gt;When they meet with an accident in the near future even they need blood..... How will they be saved if someone refuses to donate blood for them???? They dont even understand this simple logic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blood donation is a heavenly attribute....... Even if u give money to u a person u r giving him food but wen u give blood to a person u r giving him his life back.......&lt;br /&gt;Blood banks r struggling to motivate the youth of our country to donate blood.....&lt;br /&gt;Y doesn;t everyone understand the need of donating blood.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an ad somewer in the net nd was very much moved by it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL5sUC8BJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0VVCLIGuGn0/s1600-h/Save.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL5sUC8BJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0VVCLIGuGn0/s400/Save.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333099448450679954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Saving one's life now, save your own later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So to those who r reading this blog pls make it a habit to donate blood once every 3 months.......&lt;br /&gt;Always have in mind that ur blood u donate saves a life somewer...... This wud give a satisfaction...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pls understand the need for blood donation nd also motivate ur friends to donate blood...... It'll take only 5 mins outta ur busy schedule...... But have in ind tat u r giving a lifetime to a patient.......&lt;br /&gt;The blood they take outta ur body wil be replaced very soon..... So there is nothin to worry about.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL9-ZMuTnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9oH7TyMpbWc/s1600-h/redcross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL9-ZMuTnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9oH7TyMpbWc/s400/redcross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333104157118058098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If u have any doubtsabout donating blood or if u feel tat donation will harm u get counselling from ur family doctor...... No real doctor in the world will tel tat blood donation is harmful......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6315384306517979828?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6315384306517979828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6315384306517979828&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6315384306517979828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6315384306517979828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/blood-donation.html' title='Blood Donation'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/SgL3-DHHHjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RWdIBSjkmWI/s72-c/Blood_bank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-8749945979741712572</id><published>2009-05-06T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:44:49.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Is ignorance bliss???</title><content type='html'>This question have been confusing me from my school days.......&lt;br /&gt;Well ignorance may be bliss or may not...... Its like two parallel mirrors placed against each other...... There is no real answer to this question........&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is really bliss if v approach it the following way:&lt;br /&gt;1.Will u take the journey if u know it's gonna end??? If u r ignorant of the ending u'll surely pursue the journey....&lt;br /&gt;2.In The Matrix a character named Cypher tells"I know that this steak doesn't exist..... Wen i eat it the matrix tells my mind tat its tasty nd juicy...... After 9 yeatrs u know wat i realise?? Ignarance is bliss"..... Cypher is indeed correct.......&lt;br /&gt;3.A 50 year old man with psychotic problems will have the mindset of a 3yr old child nd would enjoy the life with carelessness nd enthusiasm nd happiness of a 3rd yr old child....... On the other hand a normal 50 yr old man with normal responsibilities would surely have a stressful life......&lt;br /&gt;4.Children r usually very happy because they r unaware of wats going on around them..... as they grow up they learn emotions nd the result is they get hurt.....&lt;br /&gt;5.A woman who has lost her entire family still goes to work nd cooks food for the entire family nd also does shopping for the family thinking tat they r alive....... She is very happy at this illusion..... If she realises the reality all she gets is sadness only....... So ignorance is bliss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is wen u see a black card alone..... It's not dark unless u compare it with a white card..... This is the difference between ignorance nd education......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,ignorance is not truly bliss too.......&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is like staying in the dark nd having in mind tat being in the dark is the best thing in the world..... But it's not...... It's like cheating ourseles......&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss because it gives u happiness by masking reality......&lt;br /&gt;But ignorance doesn't gives u true happiness...... True happiness is achieved only by feeling nd not by thought.......&lt;br /&gt;Being ignorant one can never achieve anything in his/her life......&lt;br /&gt;If a person ignorant he'll surely feel the reality once nd will feel a lot for sure......&lt;br /&gt;so one can argue in both ways.....&lt;br /&gt;But i still wonder "is ignorance really bliss???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-8749945979741712572?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/8749945979741712572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=8749945979741712572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8749945979741712572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8749945979741712572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-ignorance-bliss.html' title='Is ignorance bliss???'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-8780276716511926470</id><published>2009-05-05T23:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:41:10.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y ain't I a book worm????</title><content type='html'>I've successfully spent almost two weeks without even opening my books.......&lt;br /&gt;Am in my Ophthalmology posting wer am expected to read daily....... But still didn't even open my book.......&lt;br /&gt;It's a great achievement rt???&lt;br /&gt;During my posting everyone around me reads on nd on...... I on the other hand take my mobile nd pass time hearing songs nd by spoiling others studies......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder y ain't i a book worm just like others..... If i open my book nd read for 5 mins i get sleep as if i heard a sweet lullaby...... Ter is no use being a book worm too...... Both me nd other people in the same posting get the same amount of scoldings from proffessors...... So wat makes a difference????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other postings Ophthalmology is going on very interestingly...... it's not cos i see cases, it's cos v enjoy the classes teasing each other nd here i must mention abt my professor...... he is a great kadi(a slang word denoting irritaion)..... But v put cross mokkai to him nd pass time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me not being a book worm doesn't make any difference...... Anyway watever i read now wont be in my mind before exams nd have to read anew at tat time...... So y waste time reading......&lt;br /&gt;So am not at all worried for me not studying.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-8780276716511926470?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/8780276716511926470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=8780276716511926470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8780276716511926470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/8780276716511926470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-aint-i-book-worm.html' title='Y ain&apos;t I a book worm????'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-3519928834481708122</id><published>2009-05-04T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:45:07.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><title type='text'>Life as a budding medico!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf-eHHKF71I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2rUvff28R-M/s1600-h/tl-trust_me_i_m_almost_a_doctor_shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf-eHHKF71I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2rUvff28R-M/s400/tl-trust_me_i_m_almost_a_doctor_shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154328847609682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank life as a budding medico is horrible.......&lt;br /&gt;Proffessors tel "Study,Take history,Give the diagnosis"&lt;br /&gt;Parents tel"U r not at al studying"&lt;br /&gt;Gal frnds tel "Teach me this,teach me that"&lt;br /&gt;Other friends tel"Macha dont study"&lt;br /&gt;See as a budding medico am supposed to satisfy all these but trust me i've never ever tried to do so......&lt;br /&gt;I can only satisfy my frnds cos am good at not studyin.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life as a doctor is great fun....... U get lotta time to hang out with friends,watch movies,Put kadalai(a slang word meaning talking with gals) nd so on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i joined my course many were telling tat engineering is the best course nd that only an engineer can earn money very early....... But thanx to the great economic depression those engineers who once teased me r speechless......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a budding medico I get lots nd lots of scoldings at hospital especially during my medicine posting...... after i completed my medicine posting my scolding bearing threshold level increased...... But those were part nd parcel of my college life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love too be a medico.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-3519928834481708122?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/3519928834481708122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=3519928834481708122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3519928834481708122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/3519928834481708122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-as-budding-medico.html' title='Life as a budding medico!!!!!'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf-eHHKF71I/AAAAAAAAAL4/2rUvff28R-M/s72-c/tl-trust_me_i_m_almost_a_doctor_shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-6025187852231594651</id><published>2009-05-04T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:45:29.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WL posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Mixture of emotions</title><content type='html'>Saturday, date:Unknown&lt;br /&gt;10;00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am speeding through the streets amongst the heavy mornig traffic...... The passersby scold me for my rash driving but who cares ter is a gal waiting for me at the other end of the city....... I ignore their scoldings nd keep on driving.......&lt;br /&gt;Finally i reach the ladies hostel..... In the entrance ter she waits, her face red filled with anger.......&lt;br /&gt;Am afraid wat she is gonna tel..... I've made her wait for an hour....... Kudos to the defective alarm i woke up late.......&lt;br /&gt;I convince her to get in my car....... i keep on driving...... she doesnt even open her mouth...... I keep on asking sorry to her nd finally she forgives me telling tat life is nothin but doin mistakes nd forgiving...... I keep on driving for about an hour or so nd finally v reach my friend's home wer v were planning a get-to-gether....... Today was the day am gonna introduce my fiancee to my friends...... V have a long chat...... my frnd's wife has prepared lunch for us......&lt;br /&gt;after the lunch two more friends join us...... then me nd my fiancee leave my frnd's home nd head towards a beach wer i have arranges a dinner beside the shore.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day&lt;br /&gt;6;30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiancee was moved by my arrangements nd gave me a warm hug.......&lt;br /&gt;Me nd my gal have a stroll by the shore......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7fvytXqqI/AAAAAAAAALw/aoGLTq0UJ28/s1600-h/A_walk_on_Mrytle_Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7fvytXqqI/AAAAAAAAALw/aoGLTq0UJ28/s400/A_walk_on_Mrytle_Beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945021012159138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is slight drizzling nd the surrounding is soooo romantic tat my fiancee tells "u r the most romantic person in the world" nd hugs me again nd comes close to kiss my lips..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munbe vaa en anbae vaa plays in the background........ The alarm of my mobile........&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7 in the morning wih cherishing memories.......... But the tragic part of the story is that i am not able to remember the face of my fiancee.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-6025187852231594651?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/6025187852231594651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=6025187852231594651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6025187852231594651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/6025187852231594651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/mixture-of-emotions.html' title='Mixture of emotions'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7fvytXqqI/AAAAAAAAALw/aoGLTq0UJ28/s72-c/A_walk_on_Mrytle_Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-4379035951904476870</id><published>2009-05-04T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:09:40.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past, the Present, the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7ajYPGDbI/AAAAAAAAALo/vynZecsCRGE/s1600-h/future-present_-past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7ajYPGDbI/AAAAAAAAALo/vynZecsCRGE/s400/future-present_-past.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939310189284786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a bit bored to the core....... Lying on my bed hearing songs......&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly memoirs from the past come accross my mind...... Both the happy nd sad events of my past came to my mind...... After sometime thoughts abt the future come accross in my mind......&lt;br /&gt;The reasons for these in psychological terms is increased firing of neurons but in my words the aetiology of this is tat am jobless...... Jobless in the sense am a great lazy goose.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tats all abt me....... but if u ask me whether dissecting the past or analyzing the future is essential, a strong "no" will be my answer....... If a person wants to be happy he must never dig up his past nor think abt his future....... The thoughts abt ur past gives u depression nd the ideas abt ur future gives u fear abt life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past, the present and the future all point u in different directions....... If u travel through the direction ur present is pointing will surely make u succeed.......&lt;br /&gt;Life is short...... So y should v waste time thinking abt the past or the future...... lets just live the present.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-4379035951904476870?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/4379035951904476870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=4379035951904476870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/4379035951904476870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/4379035951904476870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/past-present-future.html' title='The Past, the Present, the Future'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf7ajYPGDbI/AAAAAAAAALo/vynZecsCRGE/s72-c/future-present_-past.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1106779024695691354.post-128217038291630091</id><published>2009-05-03T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:58:27.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf6SC_Dmb9I/AAAAAAAAALg/vguRtkmJvzc/s1600-h/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf6SC_Dmb9I/AAAAAAAAALg/vguRtkmJvzc/s320/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331859588837175250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the title of the post itself has many contextual meanings associated with it......&lt;br /&gt;but as far as i am concerned the title suits my life very aptly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with my introduction.......&lt;br /&gt;My name is Rajkumar..... Trust me am a budding medico......&lt;br /&gt;Am a sort of guy who never cares abt wat others think......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in this blog u can have all the ingredients that make up my life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog may be refreshin like a cup of coffee or may be boring like a drama or may be a good time pass......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining outside......&lt;br /&gt;This is the best phrase that defines my life......&lt;br /&gt;I live a seperate life in my inside which none from the outside know......&lt;br /&gt;well in this blog am gonna write wat ever comes in my mind no matter abt wat am gonna publish it......&lt;br /&gt;have great fun enjoyin my blog.......&lt;br /&gt;Adios......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1106779024695691354-128217038291630091?l=drkumar89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/feeds/128217038291630091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1106779024695691354&amp;postID=128217038291630091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/128217038291630091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1106779024695691354/posts/default/128217038291630091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drkumar89.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining-outside.html' title='It&apos;s raining outside'/><author><name>Dr.Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667986692719342451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YGOV03E-3k4/Sf6SC_Dmb9I/AAAAAAAAALg/vguRtkmJvzc/s72-c/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
