<?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-17299801</id><updated>2011-07-15T14:23:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusedeinsteins</title><subtitle type='html'>Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-116446063066995332</id><published>2006-11-25T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:22:44.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;BlackLight lit...&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opblack.blogspot.com/"&gt;...here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-116378339707415690</id><published>2006-11-17T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:22:15.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-116378339707415690?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/116378339707415690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Idiot with a firecracker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/pGAjFY-wye4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/pGAjFY-wye4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;another example of how life might end up the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;this might lighten you up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps dont try this at home , or anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you cant see the video..... you might need firefox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-115218617486337768?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/115218617486337768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;MY LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/1600/DSC00552.jpg"&gt;                                    &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/320/DSC00552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-114347329849169517?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/114347329849169517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=114347329849169517&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/114347329849169517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/114347329849169517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-114183148705983575</id><published>2006-03-08T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T07:24:47.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;center&gt; CRASH&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I have computers next and went to see this movie , and oh my god ,  it is the best movie I have ever seen. I mean , I thought lord of the rings was good , hitch was good , the passion was good but this movie was phenomenal . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.hollywood.com/images/large/l_2439492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.hollywood.com/images/large/l_2439492.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder it won the Oscar for best movie . Movies like this dont come along every day.&lt;br /&gt;a must see for all ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-114183148705983575?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/114183148705983575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=114183148705983575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/114183148705983575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/114183148705983575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2006/03/crash-well-i-have-computers-next-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-113885528790773261</id><published>2006-02-01T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:49:13.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hide under your beds ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had one of those days where it all starts out wrong and ends up , excuse the choice of words ,- "wronger" . Today might be one of them . &lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd wake up earlier today to catch the bus on time but woke up just as the bus would have reached my stop .Of course on a day like this , my mom thought i didnt want to go to school because last night i said i'll wake a little earlier but through some wierd sonorous mishap she heard i didnt want to go to school today . Now unless i planned to come in pyjamas to school  i wasnt in a hurry , thought i'd get ready and go to school in a car , but as it turns out my parents have gone for a walk and wont be back till 8 am . &lt;br /&gt;Now you might think this should be a good day but i know , my class will do the most important topic in school today and something worse will happen to make this day *cough* worse-er *cough*.&lt;br /&gt;Ah just one of those days... feel like hiding under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unless you want to make tomorrow ( feb 3) as bad as today then i suggest you update your anti virus and pray to god it works cause if your machine is infected , the worm ( brother of virus) will delete all word  , excel and ppt files . You might say who cares but may i add it deletes all mp3's too ... hurry !! and not only this but it will stike at the third of every month so all you windows users i suggest you turn off the lights and go hide under you beds ( an while you're at it try cleaning up under there too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.logan.com/loganberry/specials-richard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.logan.com/loganberry/specials-richard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113885528790773261?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113885528790773261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113885528790773261&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113885528790773261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113885528790773261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2006/02/hide-under-your-beds.html' title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-113821118379064751</id><published>2006-01-25T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T08:59:51.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HEAD RACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;COMMERCE KA KATTA! OH YA AND EVEN HUMANITIES KA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cshakee%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_image002.jpg" shapes="_x0000_i1025" height="26" width="423" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/1600/yhug.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/400/yhug.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Well a totally unexpected result I suppose. And as SABA the great says” commerce ka itna bada katta ho gaya “But wat to do ………It is and will always be JAI CHONA. But congrats to all 4 of em….. These girls actually owe me a good treat…..B.S. interview was decent ……..Social Service one hasn’t been scheduled yet…NTN more to say apart from the fact that BINDAL is such a big loser All those who know him Would Know the reason………Wat else .. Life is back to normal after a bit of variation…..Sum wld know wat im talking about…Others try and guess….Manyu-SAT Pranav-SAT Tanya-SAT and _ _ _ _ ehm ehm ..Think hard on this 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I know im pakaofying u with this post but my fellow partner sid will obviously entertain u with his PJ’s …..Guys I dun think u will comment on this but if u are very bored of life do comment or read manyu’s blog… One and the same thing…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113821118379064751?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113821118379064751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113821118379064751&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113821118379064751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113821118379064751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2006/01/head-race.html' title='THE HEAD RACE'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113621040106868087</id><published>2006-01-02T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T06:00:49.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;consider this...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops&lt;br /&gt;A train station is where a train stops&lt;br /&gt;On my desk I have a work station.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man is standing in the middle of the forest speaking and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113621040106868087?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113621040106868087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113621040106868087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113621040106868087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113621040106868087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2006/01/consider-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-113526241170395458</id><published>2005-12-22T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T06:45:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST IMPRESSIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;        Are definitely not the last ones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Manyu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Girls must be around him coz he’s multi-talented. But I figured out 2 things First that only 2 categories of girls are around him either his sisters or madam X Second that he’s not multi-talented he’s half talented in each field.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Varsha&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Well I always wondered why an American was saba’s friend and why has she comes to our bloody school. But my impression soon changed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tanya&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Madam must be having a great deal of attitude and must be one of the overall toppers. Both were found to be incorrect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Arushi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- A stubborn and self-obsessed gal who must be having tons of boyfriends and who shows off her singing talent a hell lot. I can promise she’s totally different. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ridhi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Don’t mind ridhi but I always thought u were the slut kind who would prefer hanging around with boys specially manyu and would love to take out his soul mate. In this case her first impression is surely not the last.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shailee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- I always misjudged her for Prachi and thought she would be the totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PADHAKU type. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The only case when my impression was totally right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113526241170395458?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113526241170395458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113526241170395458&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113526241170395458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113526241170395458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-impressions.html' title='FIRST IMPRESSIONS'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113213968578187368</id><published>2005-11-16T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:14:45.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE MYSTERY BEHIND THE BIG FAT ROUND THING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    ( hey im not talkin about MANOJ KUMAR'S belly, its the potato)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/1600/aloo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/320/aloo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Q Well varsha and i have been wondering   "Why indians love 'ALOO'&lt;aloo&gt; so much?"&lt;br /&gt;     Please comment and provide good enough answers   !&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is too formal, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/aloo&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113213968578187368?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113213968578187368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113213968578187368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113213968578187368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113213968578187368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/11/mystery-behind-big-fat-round-thing-hey_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113136004641122532</id><published>2005-11-07T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T02:40:46.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;Well isn’t it certain that life is not milk and roses and that anyone can have a bad day. Well today wasn’t any better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;To start wit the bus didn’t come to or road and we had to wait for 45 min, during the chilly morning, before we finally decided to call for a car. We reached school about 20 min late.&lt;br/&gt;Not to forget today was ‘D’ day or result day. Well expectedly, as I told you before, I failed the ‘V’ standard except in accounts. Well the others did well, the reason maybe luck or even fate. Hard work can’t be taken into consideration as I tried to study eco but I couldn’t due to eye infection. &lt;br/&gt;Finally the bus got ‘&lt;em&gt;KHARAB&lt;/em&gt;’ near IIT, and I had to take an auto with my sister and cousin brother and had to get myself embarrassed due to a simple phrase called ‘&lt;em&gt;MARKS DISCUSSION&lt;/em&gt;’.&lt;br/&gt;When I told mom the reason for bad eco marks she read out a quote which stated that “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One should not blame time or others for any fault, as time finds its own way to convey the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;AH-HAH now ill be pissed for another 2-3 days ((((((&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113136004641122532?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113136004641122532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113136004641122532&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113136004641122532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113136004641122532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-bad-day.html' title='ANOTHER BAD DAY'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113079049831967064</id><published>2005-10-31T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:28:18.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DIWALI</title><content type='html'>Well a happy diwali to all the fortunate ones who have lived to enjoy this diwali. But in the course of thanking god, please pray for the ones who lost their lives over a silly communal riot, those who deserved much better and will deserve much, as we all pray for them.. So people as soon as you read this kindly spend a few seconds in silence and in remorse thanking god for a prosperous and happy diwali&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113079049831967064?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113079049831967064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113079049831967064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113079049831967064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113079049831967064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-diwali.html' title='HAPPY DIWALI'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113078963514141179</id><published>2005-10-31T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:13:55.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUMBLEDORE IS NOT DEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE READ ONLY IF U HAV READ THE 6TH BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;These are some of the clues contained in the pages of Harry Pottter and the Half-Blood Prince which support the possibility that Dumbledore is not really dead, and that everything that happened that night was planned well in advance by Dumbledore himself.&lt;br/&gt;Each one of these clues is perhaps, by itself not completely convincing, but if you put them all together...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Page numbers shown are for US Edition/UK Edition.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(image placeholder)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Dumbledore's Big Chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Harry and Dumbledore are up on the top of the tower underneath the Dark Mark. Harry is wearing his invisibility cloak, Dumbledore ordered him to put it on before they mounted their brooms to ride to the top of the tower. Harry hears footsteps and looks around, but Dumbledore orders him with a gesture to retreat. Harry draws his wand and backs away:&lt;br/&gt;The door burst open and somebody erupted through it and shouted, "Expelliarmus!" Harry's body became instantly rigid and immobile, and he felt himself fall back against the tower wall, propped like an unsteady statue, unable to move or speak.&lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 584/545)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's interesting to note that things are happening so fast, even Harry is momentarily confused:&lt;br/&gt;He could not understand how it happened -- Expelliarmus was not a Freezing Charm -- Then, by the light of the Mark, he saw Dumbledore's wand flying in an arc over the edge of the ramparts and understood... Dumbledore had wordlessly immobilzed Harry, and the second he had taken to perform this spell had cost him the chance of defending himself. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 584/545)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why did Dumbledore freeze Harry? Harry was already invisible to their attackers and in no danger.&lt;br/&gt;The only explanation could be that Dumbledore already knew, had already planned, that he would die this night (or appear to die), and not only did he not want Harry to become involved and possibly be injured himself, he needed Harry to be a witness, to be able to tell everyone else what happened.&lt;br/&gt;Dumbledore might have also promised Snape that he would make sure that Harry would not be able to interfere, knowing how Harry feels about Snape and what Snape was about to have to do.&lt;br/&gt;The supposition that it was Dumbledore's plan to do this all along is supported by the fact that he acted so quickly to do it, almost without thinking, when Draco burst in on the scene.&lt;br/&gt;Harry's own assumption that the Freezing Charm was done by Dumbledore is supported by the fact the curse lifted when Dumbledore left the tower minutes later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Let's All Play Dead Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While Dumbledore is trying to talk Draco out of killing him, Dumbledore proposes an interesting way out for Draco:&lt;br/&gt;"I can help you, Draco." "No, you can't," said Malfoy, his wand shaking very badly indeed. "Nobody can. He told me to do it or he'd kill me. I've got no choice." "He cannot kill you if you are already dead. Come over to the right side, Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you can possibly imagine." &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 591/552)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dumbledore then offers to expand his mother in the protection, and even Lucius when he gets out of Azkaban.&lt;br/&gt;This is very interesting, isn't it? Draco doesn't take him up on it, but Dumbledore is saying he has ways that could make it appear that Draco died when he really hadn't. Doesn't that sound exactly like what we suspect that Dumbledore has planned for himself?&lt;br/&gt;IMPORTANT REVELATION!UK Edition Missing Important Text!&lt;br/&gt;The UK edition of Half-Blood Prince is missing some text that is included in the American edition, and it's text that is very important to this clue!&lt;br/&gt;This is the text as it appears in the UK edition:&lt;br/&gt;"He told me to do it or he'll kill me. I've got not choice." "Come over to the right side, Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you can possibly imagine. What is more, I can send members of the Order to your mother tonight to hide her likewise. Your father is safe at the moment in Azkaban...when the time comes we can protect him too...come over to the right side, Draco...you are not a killer..." Malfoy stared at Dumbledore. &lt;em&gt;(HBP UK Edition pg 552)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But this is the same passage from the American edition (text missing from the UK edition highlighted):&lt;br/&gt;"He told me to do it or he'll kill me. I've got no choice." "He cannot kill you if you are already dead. Come over to the right side Draco, and we can hide you more completely than you can possibly imagine. What is more, I can send members of the Order to your mother tonight to hide her likewise. Nobody would be surprised that you had died in your attempt to kill me -- forgive me, but Lord Voldemort probably expects it. Nor would the Death Eaters be surprised that we had captured and killed your mother -- it is what they would do themselves, after all. Your father is safe at the moment in Azkaban...When the time comes we can protect him too. Come over to the right side, Draco...you are not a killer..." Malfoy stared at Dumbledore. &lt;em&gt;(HBP US Edition pg 591)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Both of the ommissions are directly related, they are about having Draco appeared to have died, so it would seem the ommisions are intentional.&lt;br/&gt;Did J.K. include those lines originally, and then decide she had gone too far and made the clue too transparent and obvious? Is it possible she decided to remove them, but the lines got accidentally included in the American edition anyway?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Fawkes doesn't try to save Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We've seen Fawkes come in at the last moment and save Harry's life in Chamber of Secrets:&lt;br/&gt;As Harry trembled, ready to close his eyes if it turned, he saw what had distracted the snake. Fawkes was soaring around its head, and the basilisk was snapping furiously at him with fangs long and thin as sabers -- Fawkes dived. His long golden beak sunk out of sight and a sudden shower of dark blood spattered the floor. &lt;em&gt;(CoS pg 318/234)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And he also saved Dumbledore in Order of the Phoenix:&lt;br/&gt;... one more jet of green light had flown at Dumbledore from Voldemort's wand and the snake had struck -- Fawkes swooped down in front of Dumbledore, opened his beak wide, and swallowed the jet of green light whole. He burst into flame and fell to the floor, small, wrinkled and flightless. &lt;em&gt;(OotP pg 814/719)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We know Fawkes was nearby the tower, as he shows up after Dumbledore's "death". So, why didn't Fawkes come to save Dumbledore this time?&lt;br/&gt;I think the fact that he didn't makes it possible to believe that Dumbledore didn't want his life to be saved, and this supports the theory that it was Dumbledore's plan all along to "die" up on that tower that night.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. The Flying Avada Kedavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As soon as I read the description of exactly what happened the moment that Snape killed Dumbledore, little red flags were popping up in my brain, but I didn't pay attention to them at first. This was actually the very first clue that alerted me to this whole thing.&lt;br/&gt;Every other time we've seen the Avada Kedavra performed, the victim simply falls over dead:&lt;br/&gt;He was screaming so loudly that he never heard the words the thing in the chair spoke as it raised a wand. There was a flash of green light, a rushing sound, and Frank Bryce crumbled. He was dead before he hit the floor. &lt;em&gt;(GoF pg 15/19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;From high above his head, he heard a high, cold voice say, "Kill the spare." A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words to the night: "Avada Kedavra!" A blast of green light blazed through Harry's eyelids, and he heard something heavy fall to ground beside him. Cedric was lying spread-eagled on the ground beside him. He was dead. &lt;em&gt;(GoF pg 638/553)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;However, in Half-Blood Prince, when Snape curses Dumbledore with the same spell, Dumbledore violently flies up and away from the tower:&lt;br/&gt;Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore. "Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light shot from the end of Snape's wand and hit Dumbledore squarely in the chest. Harry's scream of horror never left him; silently he was forced to watch as Dumbledore was blasted into the air. For a split second, he seemed to hang suspended beneath the shining skull, and then he slowly fell backward, like a great rag doll, over the battlements and out of sight. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 596/556)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why would this application of the Avada Kedavra be so different from every other time we've seen it?&lt;br/&gt;Perhaps his spell was different because even though those were the words Snape said, he didn't perform the killing curse at all. Remember all the importance this book gave to "nonverbal" spells? Perhaps Snape said Avada Kedavra, but the curse he was &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;thinking, the nonverbal one, was a different curse, one that only made it appear that Dumbledore was dead.&lt;br/&gt;Even the title of the chapter this all takes place in is suspicous, "The Lightning-Struck Tower". Even though this is the name of the ominous tarot card that Trelawney was worried about back on page 543/507 in chapter 25, is it possible that J.K. is hinting here that the spell was not Avada Kedavra, just some green lightning sparks for show?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Don't Point That At Me Unless You Mean It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Several times in the course of the Harry Potter books, J.K. has told us that the Avada Kedavra is not a curse you can make lightly.&lt;br/&gt;In Goblet of Fire, the fake Mad Eye Moody tells his DADA class:&lt;br/&gt;"Avada Kedavra's a curse that needs a powerful bit of magic behind it -- you could all get your wands out now and point them at me and say the words, and I doubt I'd get so much as a nosebleed." &lt;em&gt;(GoF pg 217/192)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And in Order of the Phoenix, we learn more about Avada Kedavra when Harry tries to curse Bellatrix:&lt;br/&gt;Hatred rose in Harry such that he had never known before. He flung himself out from behind the fountain and bellowed "Crucio!" Bellatrix screamed. The spell had knocked her off her feet, but she did not writhe or shriek with pain as Neville had -- she was already on her feet again ... "Never used an Unforgivable Curse before, have you, boy?" she yelled. "You need to mean them, Potter! You need to really want to cause pain -- to enjoy it ..." &lt;em&gt;(OotP pg 810/715)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If Snape was really working on Dumbledore's orders to make it look to the world as if Snape had killed him, even if he had used the real Avada Kedavra, if he had not really meant it, if he really didn't want to kill Dumbledore, then isn't possible that the curse didn't kill Dumbledore, but only injured him badly?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Fawkes' Lament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Directly after Dumbledore's murder, as everyone assembled in the hospital wing, Harry tells everyone Snape did it. He stops, overcome with emotion, and right then, something very important happens:&lt;br/&gt;Madame Pomfrey burst into tears. Nobody paid her any attention except Ginny, who whispered, "Shh! Listen!" &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 614/573)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Everyone was there, Ron and his parents, Hermione, Lupin, Tonks. Yet it is Madame Pomfrey who J.K. tells us is struck by this turn of events. Continuing:&lt;br/&gt;Gulping, Madame Pomfrey pressed her fingers to her mouth, her eyes wide. Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before; a stricken lament of terrible beauty. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 614/573)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;J.K. spends another paragraph on how the phoenix song echos their grief, but while doing so mentions:&lt;br/&gt;Harry felt, as he had felt about the Phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without ... How long they stood there, listening, he did not know, nor why it seemed to ease their pain a little to listen... &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 615/573)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And then McGonagall enters, changes the subject, and the phoenix song is forgotten.&lt;br/&gt;Many minutes later, after all the retelling of the night's affair, J.K. mentions Fawkes is still at it:&lt;br/&gt;They all fell silent. Fawkes's lament was still echoing over the dark grounds outside. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 621/579)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...but Harry's thoughts move right on to other things, like wondering where Dumbledore's body is now. Many minutes later still, as this meeting breaks up and Harry is following McGonagall up to what is now her office, J.K. interjects:&lt;br/&gt;The corridors outside were deserted and the only sound was the distant phoenix song. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 625/583)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Whatever it was he was doing, Fawkes was working hard at it, and not giving up. Yet we are supposed to believe, as in the title of this chapter, "The Phoenix Lament", that it is only Dumbledore's pet echoing everyone's grief?&lt;br/&gt;Are we so easily to forget that phoenix tears have powerful healing powers?&lt;br/&gt;Significantly, it is the healer, Madame Pomfrey, who is brought to tears by the phoenix song. She knows the healing power of the phoenix well. She gulps with eyes wide. She recognizes something special is going on.&lt;br/&gt;Also, J.K. goes out of her way to point out the healing qualities of the phoenix song, Harry feels it inside, the way he did last time he was healed by one, and most importantly, it seems to ease their pain! &lt;br/&gt;From these passages, it certainly seems that J.K. wants us to know that Fawkes is doing some healing! Perhaps Fawkes is not powerful enough to bring someone back from the Avada Kedavra, but what if Dumbledore was not really hit by an Avada Kedrava, and instead hit with half a spell, or a spell to make him appear dead (as explained in the clues above)?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Anyone Seen Dumbledore's Wand Lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At the very begining of the big scene between Draco, Dumbledore and Snape, one of the first things that happens is Dumbledore loses his wand:&lt;br/&gt;The door burst open and somebody erupted through it and shouted, "Expelliarmus!" ... by the light of the Mark, he saw Dumbledore's wand flying in an arc over the edge of the ramparts ... &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 584/545)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But where is his wand now?&lt;br/&gt;We know a wizard's wand is very important to him, and a wand that belonged to a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore would be a very important item to know the whereabouts of, something you wouldn't want falling into the wrong hands.&lt;br/&gt;This clue might not mean as much if we didn't know the customs of wizards in such occasions, but we do! Five chapters ago, when Harry and Slughorn were consoling Hagrid over the death of Aragog, Hagrid and Sluggy sang a song about a wizard called Odo, and Sluggy sang the lines:&lt;br/&gt;And Odo the hero, they bore him back home,To the place that he'd known as a lad,They laid him to rest with his hat inside outAnd his wand snapped in two, which was sad. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 488/456)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But as far as we know, they didn't snap Dumbledore's wand in two. After the scene at the top of the tower, Dumbledore's wand is simply never mentioned again.&lt;br/&gt;Is it possible that Dumbledore's wand is missing because Dumbledore still has his wand, still needs his wand, because he's not dead?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. No Body, No Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The last time we really saw Dumbledore's body was when Harry is kneeling over it shortly after he has been killed by Snape the previous day.&lt;br/&gt;Now, we see Hagrid carry the body of Dumbledore into his funeral, but it's covered:&lt;br/&gt;Hagrid was walking slowly up the aisle between the chairs. He was crying quite silently, his face gleaming with tears, and in his arms, wrapped in purple velvet spangled with golden stars, was what Harry knew to be Dumbledore's body. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 643/599)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We never really see Dumbledore's body at the funeral. How do we know it was there at all?&lt;br/&gt;9. Caution: Dumbledore Is Flammable&lt;br/&gt;As part of the funeral service, a fire ignites around the body of Dumbledore, and when it subsides, his body is encased in a white marble tomb.&lt;br/&gt;Again, we don't see the body, either before or after the fire.&lt;br/&gt;But more importantly, no one lights the fire, it just happens on its own. A body bursting into flame on its own. That sound like anyone we know? We've seen Fawkes do that several times now in the course of the Harry Potter books, and you know what happens to Fawkes after every time it does.&lt;br/&gt;Earlier in the book, we saw several instances where Dumbledore uses fire, an important aspect of the symbol of a phoenix. When he first meets Tom Riddle in the orphanage, to demonstrate he's a wizard, he sets Tom's wardrobe on fire. And he conjures fire to protect Harry and himself from the infiri in the cave.&lt;br/&gt;And after all this, in case we didn't get the allusions to a phoenix, J.K. reminds us just in case:&lt;br/&gt;White smoke spiraled into the air and made strange shapes: Harry thought, for one heart-stopping moment, that he saw a phoenix fly joyfully into the blue, but next second the fire had vanished. &lt;em&gt;(HBP pg 645/601)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All these clues seem to suggest that if Dumbledore really did die, he has the ability to be reborn out of the ashes of his death, either under his own power, or with the help of the healing powers of Fawkes.&lt;br/&gt;Besides, even if Dumbledore's body was there when it erupted into flame, we know that doesn't mean anything to a wizard!&lt;br/&gt;Non-magic people (more commonly known as muggles) were particularly afraid of magic in medieval times, but not very good at recognizing it. On the rare occasion that they did catch a real witch or wizard, burning had no effect whatsoever. The witch or wizard would perform a basic Flame Freezing Charm and then pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling sensation. &lt;em&gt;(PoA pg 2/7)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, who do they think they were fooling at the funeral?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;SAARTHAK and DHRUV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113078963514141179?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113078963514141179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113078963514141179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113078963514141179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113078963514141179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/dumbledore-is-not-dead.html' title='DUMBLEDORE IS NOT DEAD'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-113060108370082552</id><published>2005-10-29T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:55:31.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS NICE TO BE FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally exams are over though they weren’t big deal. But I think im failing the “V” standard. I finally got the perfect template for my blog .Well people comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really scared about the bomb attacks..We giving 18 cr. To Pakistan and the giving us 3 bombs..Wat tha hell.. I hope every1’s fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new to post apart from our celebration. ME anunaya, ishaan ,Shomi dada, Mohit and popat  went to his house .we had lunch at the waves and unexpectedly the food was good. Every1 was angry at me n ishaan as we 2 left the restaurant without paying the bill.&lt;br /&gt;But then everything got fine by the time we reached sirifort. Sirifort was tiring but we chilled out at web world after that. We had dinner at popat’s house and at 1045 we went to café coffee day lounge. Nice Place. We decided to stay there as long as possible but we had to finally leave the place at 12 because the waitress , who nanu thought was really hot, started giving us weird looks. WE watched saw and Meet the Fockers and finally slept at 4 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-113060108370082552?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/113060108370082552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=113060108370082552&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113060108370082552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/113060108370082552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-nice-to-be-free.html' title='ITS NICE TO BE FREE'/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112939467203792814</id><published>2005-10-15T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T01:00:14.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EXAM DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; favorite blogger is back with a NO SUBJECT post..ok ok bad joke.. There's nothing much to write except the dandia party at "the garden of five senses" .Who all?... Me Manyu Pranav Varsha aayushi samar omar and nitya dutta (saba's chotti si friend) .. Well it wasn't bad but we at least tried to play with the sticks (my friend calls them ques).Manyu whacked mah nose twice but still my brotherhood didnt allow me to whach his balls off.&lt;br /&gt;Next our interesting bus trip which included everything from pulling aakritis leg to divorcing Kohli and varsha.. Well Varsha's feet were raped and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Saba&lt;/st1:place&gt; tried to protect her but finally landed up laughing.. Next manyus 128 mb pen drive which we thought was full off gay porn..But it wasnt can u guess wat it had?? Obviously music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next vashas homosexuality test. U must be wondering wat this is .well if a guy looks at his nails with closed fingers hes not gay but if he looks at them with open fingers he's gay...Wat a logic?&lt;br /&gt;Vice versa for  girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts test was really good ill get about 85+ But eco sucked 70+.. Anunaya saale ke to sabme full aa rahe hain. Manyu ka eco accha &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;gaya&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; , raghav ka accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys let me know if any1's interested in going to my farm after the exams with  mah friends...It'll be fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112939467203792814?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112939467203792814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112939467203792814&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112939467203792814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112939467203792814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/exam-days-sorry-guys-ur-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112930516918328705</id><published>2005-10-14T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:52:49.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems no one posts here nor do they visit , so as a silent revolt to this injustice i will not give a topic for this post.&lt;br /&gt;i believe saarthak was about to post something - RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm here so that someone on the wold wide web (other than those guys who keep posting ads)  would heed to my post and respond.&lt;br /&gt;Exams approach and i guess thats why trafficis a bit down -thats trafiic ont he site not the road , which is as bad as ever !&lt;br /&gt;Studing like crazy i say * sarcasm* , and thats why i dont see any confused eisteins around any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. bored ... new ipod released , nice , but not in india yet :( !&lt;br /&gt;and here's a joke for any who cares !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day Bill complained to his friend, "My elbow really hurts, I&lt;br /&gt;guess I should see a doctor." His friend offered, "Don't do&lt;br /&gt;that. There's a computer at the drug store that can diagnose&lt;br /&gt;anything quicker an cheaper than a doctor. Simply put in a&lt;br /&gt;sample of your urine and the computer will diagnose your problem&lt;br /&gt;and tell you what you can do about it. It only costs $10."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill figured he had nothing to lose, so he filled a jar with a&lt;br /&gt;urine sample and went to the drug store. Finding the computer,&lt;br /&gt;he poured in the sample and deposited the $10. The computer&lt;br /&gt;started making some noise and various lights started flashing.&lt;br /&gt;After a brief pause out popped a small slip of paper on which&lt;br /&gt;was printed: You have tennis elbow. Soak your arm in warm water.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid heavy lifting. It will be better in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that evening while thinking how amazing this new technology&lt;br /&gt;was and how it would change medical science forever, he began to&lt;br /&gt;wonder if this machine could be fooled. He decided to give it a&lt;br /&gt;try. He mixed together some tap water, a stool sample from his&lt;br /&gt;dog and urine samples from his wife and daughter. To top it off,&lt;br /&gt;he masturbated into the concoction. He went back to the drug&lt;br /&gt;store, located the machine, poured in the sample and deposited&lt;br /&gt;the $10. The computer again made the usual noise and printed out&lt;br /&gt;the following message: Your tap water is too hard. Get a water&lt;br /&gt;softener. Your dog has worms. Get him vitamins. Your daughter is&lt;br /&gt;using cocaine. Put her in a rehabilitation clinic. Your wife is&lt;br /&gt;pregnant with twin girls. They aren't yours. Get a lawyer. And&lt;br /&gt;if you don't stop jerking off, your tennis elbow will never get&lt;br /&gt;better. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--sid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112930516918328705?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112930516918328705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112930516918328705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112930516918328705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112930516918328705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/seems-no-one-posts-here-nor-do-they.html' title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-112852998030020006</id><published>2005-10-05T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:33:00.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused einstien ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well einstein was confused here are a few of his sayings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the pioneers of a warless world are those who refuse military service."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the wireless telegraph is not hard to understand . the wire telegraph is like a cat , you pull the tail in new york and it meows in los angeles . wireless telegraph is just the same , only without the cat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wired... i mean wierd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112852998030020006?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112852998030020006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112852998030020006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112852998030020006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112852998030020006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/confused-einstien.html' title=''/><author><name>sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06239094413316016251</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-17299801.post-112853047664524322</id><published>2005-10-05T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:43:21.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HES BACK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah" Bachpan Ka friend" Kunal Khurana is back. Hes here for is founders holiday, though i dunno wats dat, but im really excited. Hes going back to his hostel, "Lawrence School Sanawar", on sunday and i cant meet him . What can be worse... The e.o.k. Guys wold know whom im talkin about ..&lt;br /&gt;Wateva anybody intrested in cumin for dandia on sat....ansalz plaza... kindly contact pranav sabharwal or me or jao directly wahan pe aur buy karlo. Im not spendin ma money on u idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by-&lt;br /&gt;Of course me&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sid and sheena Or Siddharth and tanmayta are my co-bloggers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112853047664524322?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112853047664524322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112853047664524322&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112853047664524322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112853047664524322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/hes-back-mah-bachpan-ka-friend-kunal.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112844496729715669</id><published>2005-10-04T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:56:07.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OK IF GUDDI PURCHASED AN ELECTRIC GUITAR ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I PURCHASED SOMETHING EVEN BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/1600/battery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6688/1664/400/battery.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 batteries for my t.v. remote for rs.14 only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet u'll envy me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112844496729715669?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112844496729715669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112844496729715669&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844496729715669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844496729715669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-if-guddi-purchased-electric-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112844457605535068</id><published>2005-10-04T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:49:36.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k hi guys dis is tanmayta a.k.a sheena (courtesy saarthak).&lt;br /&gt;k im kinda new 2 all dis blog shit so i swear i hv &lt;em&gt;no clue &lt;/em&gt;wat 2 write bout n if all this is just a whole big piece of crap..........&lt;br /&gt;well dis is rely bad timing coz xams r round the corner n i hvnt even srted nethn!!! wats worse, v hv an inter-school play n v hv pracs 4 dose evryday n i cnt fnd time 2 study at all.&lt;br /&gt;hey gud news........... i got 2 noe today dat im &lt;strong&gt;promoted 2 da elementary level &lt;/strong&gt;in my dance class (ashley lobo) my shows in december n its gonna be kickass.&lt;br /&gt;neway lots of working out 2day so catchya later&lt;br /&gt;bye gnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112844457605535068?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112844457605535068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112844457605535068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844457605535068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844457605535068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/k-hi-guys-dis-is-tanmayta.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112844185409416338</id><published>2005-10-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T10:22:51.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;weeks to go and UNBELEIVABLY ive done nothing. Mr. Anunaya Mehta a.k.a. nanu/pandu/mr.black has already finished his course twice and is still worried about his performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;With increasing cake orders i'm thinking of starting a skool bakery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Does anyone wanna be a partner with me.Ill be the head chef while you concentrate on the marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;9 days of no onion , no garlic and no non-veg WEll tolerable upto a limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Anybody fasting ?Who made this navratra thingi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Well for the laymen "Navratras" are held for a total of ten days .The first eight days are the fasting days ;the ninth day is RAM NAUMI ramjis birthday and the tenth day DUSSHERA everybody knows the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112844185409416338?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112844185409416338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112844185409416338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844185409416338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112844185409416338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/10/countdown-begins-2-weeks-to-go-and_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112808894776988300</id><published>2005-09-30T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:07:43.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PRANAV'S SURPRISE BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Pranav sabharwal/Swazi was realy shocked on seeing us at his house. He was expecting Shweta Nanda and not us. Though Shweta Nanda came afterwards ,our surprise was more shocking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Manyu was the organiser &amp; i was the executer. I was supposed to hold Pranav at my place till Manyu, Della, Alisha, Depali and Tanya set everything up at his house. Pranav was so shocked that he ran in the other room. The cake was baked by me and relished by everybody. We had a nice time . Aarushi also joined us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112808894776988300?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112808894776988300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112808894776988300&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112808894776988300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112808894776988300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/09/pranavs-surprise-birthday-pranav.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17299801.post-112808351188791539</id><published>2005-09-30T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T06:06:30.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man hes damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kanjoos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Anshul was spposed to take us to waves(his dad owns it) but there was no chef and we had to go to pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;Me, anshul, anunaya, Saumitra and Shantanu were there, though we mssed Ishaan, we had great fun. Sid n mohit to neva come only so we didnt miss them.&lt;br /&gt;Anshul was supposed to lick ice cream which after many attempts he finally did.And then the pizza hut guys danced for him. Phir, Phir kya we went to web world and played cs. der&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17299801-112808351188791539?l=confusedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/112808351188791539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17299801&amp;postID=112808351188791539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112808351188791539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17299801/posts/default/112808351188791539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedfate.blogspot.com/2005/09/man-hes-damn-kanjoos.html' title=''/><author><name>Confused always</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02064441364399103991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.artshole.co.uk/arts/artists/Patrick%20Jones/Roc.-devil.web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
