<?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-11001383</id><updated>2011-11-26T11:04:54.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-7773727410314185105</id><published>2009-09-12T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:30:18.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaj tak refreshing Ad</title><content type='html'>Aaj Tak ad is unlike any other news ad. It didn't show any political events, it didn't show how they are better than others. They just started with a relevant issue - eve teasing. Everyone can relate to it. be it girls, ladies, uncles and guys who see all this happening around them. Only a few raise their voice against such events. everyone, even the victim wants to ignore this behavior of rowdy guys. We also performed a psychodrama in class where the auxilary ego wants to slap the guy, abuse the guy involved and also comments on people around who just watch and do nothing about it. But the girl actually keeps trying to ignore it and try to get away from such incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk6Bi23Q7-E&amp;feature=related' title='Aaj tak campaign'&gt;Aaj tak campaign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ad involves everyone. A aged man come forward to help a girl in the bus. In the end it comes with the tagline - Every voice reaches you by Aaj Tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad is worth watching. In the end, you remember the brand. This is the method adopted by the company to rise above the clutter, to differentiate from so many other news channels.Not only this, they have come up with a few more advertisements to create the awareness of some social issues and try to bring a change. Tata tea, Times Of India, Aaj tak and Even HT Media have come up with such ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Vn3mLIlqp4' title='Aaj tak campaign'&gt;Aaj tak campaign Ad2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-7773727410314185105?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7773727410314185105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=7773727410314185105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/7773727410314185105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/7773727410314185105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2009/09/aaj-tak-refreshing-ad.html' title='Aaj tak refreshing Ad'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-7485223748660762688</id><published>2008-07-25T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:57:12.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Afresh</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has taken a new turn. The pace with which its moving now is beyond my control, the random thoughts and the emotions have occupied my mind, from dark valleys to shining roads; I have seen it all. The hidden urge, hibernating dreams have all come on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The change has finally arrived. It was a kind of change which I wanted from the very beginning. I know I will sail through all the tides and patches thinking of just you. You have brought me ashore safely many a times before when I wanted to drown into deep sea waters. You were always with me whenever I needed strength. You decided the path for me and gave me hope to get away from all my worries. You have been there with me holding my hand and taken me along with you to a journey taken by only a few. You selected me for a reason known only to you. I ask myself about your identity, who you are, why you are doing this to me. You never answer me back, you never talk to me, you never say what I intend to hear. But you stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel complete, I feel content and I feel elated whenever I see you sitting beside me and smiling looking at the stars. Once, I was depressed knowing the ways of the world and I looked at the sky and you showed me shooting star to fulfil my worldly wishes. I wished that day that you stay with me forever and you stayed. I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I am writing and what is the significance of all this? I just scribbled what I was coming into my thoughts. At least I started writing again after a long time. As for all, I joined MBA last month and learning new ways to unlearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;Sona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-7485223748660762688?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7485223748660762688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=7485223748660762688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/7485223748660762688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/7485223748660762688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2008/07/starting-afresh.html' title='Starting Afresh'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-114259802681109224</id><published>2006-03-17T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T04:20:26.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long long time.....</title><content type='html'>Hi guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How r u all?………hmmmm I have taken a long break before cuming back to blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Lots has been changed from the day I came to bang and now and of course why not, its been 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know from where to start but all I can say is i am back to blogs because orkut has been blocked so there is no other way I can reach out to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I do come and read some of blogs and then think of writing something but  stop myself for one reason or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at my pc from last 8 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done in last few months?&lt;br /&gt;Read lots of fwd’s and bless my friends who send me these fwds to help me going through all this. But now a days, most of them have got projects and got busy so all I do is to look at screen waiting for a new fwd to get an entry in my mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;And I listen to music all those hrs I m in my cubicle so in few more yrs, ill have to use hearing-aid.&lt;br /&gt;And I have 2 very good friends in my project so all we do is chat, laugh loud till everyone starts to stare at us, relax, keep asking the other person to do some work so that we have at least something to send onsite.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I forgot to mention that even I have project and I am working when I m not doing any of the above leisure activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few good friends and many not so good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I change?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it seems so to me and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna tell everything in this post only?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;Atleast wait for next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;Sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-114259802681109224?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/114259802681109224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=114259802681109224&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/114259802681109224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/114259802681109224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-been-long-long-time_17.html' title='Its been a long long time.....'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112628648001349074</id><published>2005-09-09T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:21:20.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those hands are for learning, not earning</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;I went to the school where kids’ are being taught a few times. Those kids work in ‘vegetable, fruits mandi’ and come to school at around 12pm and start to play.&lt;br /&gt;I went there to talk to them. They all greeted me with ‘Hi’ and a big smile. Still that picture comes before my eyes. I taught them a naughty and funny way to say ‘hi’ &amp; their name. a few picked that up very sportingly. Even the teachers out there were looking strangely at me:). One boy was not telling me his name. I tried a few times but he was not at all responding. Then I said that if he wouldn’t tell me his name then I would start to call him ‘Ram’ and told everyone also to call him Ram. He looked up at me &amp;amp; told me his name:):)&lt;br /&gt;They knew many things : colours, animals, birds. A few were so enthusiastic and talking to me easily but some others were busy playing themselves. Those kids were badly dressed n stay n work in unhygienic environment but that smile never leaves their faces.  A friend of mine also joined it with me but she didn’t much interacted with kids. She is good in writing poems so she was asked to write a poem on water cycle n I was asked to make face masks of different animals n birds &amp; computer slides of body parts.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of trying my hand on poem on bird but couldn’t show it to them. Why? Because my friend wrote an amazing poem &amp;amp; everyone was so impressed that I cant even describe it here. And you wana know what I wrote. Then read this moving your hands like birds flutter their wings and sing…..&lt;br /&gt;                         Pakshi pakshi udd jaa&lt;br /&gt;                         Aasman me udd jaa&lt;br /&gt;                         Rehta hai tu ped par&lt;br /&gt;                         Apna ghar banaa kar&lt;br /&gt;                         Khata hai tu dana&lt;br /&gt;                         Jane dosti nibhana&lt;br /&gt;It was not even 0.1% worth of what my friend wrote. When I sing this poem to her n other friends (we all met) then they all started to laugh badly. Dare you ppl laugh. I just love it. But I rem ‘ hum hoge kamyab’ so I wrote again ( I mean added a few lines) but still didn’t show it to them:):)&lt;br /&gt;I went to bookstore 7 found out such nice, colorful books for little children which can help them read better but they were all in English. The Hindi books were less colorful n not much interesting. So I decided to buy an English n a Hindi book. I have redrawn the pics, made that colorful and wrote all sentences in Hindi. I really hope that they like that.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t do much of what I have decided to do but still something is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for not being regular on blogs now a days but hope to be in contact with u all there also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112628648001349074?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112628648001349074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112628648001349074&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112628648001349074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112628648001349074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/09/those-hands-are-for-learning-not.html' title='Those hands are for learning, not earning'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112568762704297039</id><published>2005-09-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:00:27.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few days before a new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6916/874/1600/calischeah-pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6916/874/320/calischeah-pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy lately. I am on shopping spree and completing the pending tasks which i had taken up in these unwanted vacations meeting relatives’ n friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have also been thinking a lot about the 22 years I have spent, the lanes I have crossed, the stairs I have climbed, the friends I had made, the amazing time I had with them, the ppl I see everyday, my smiles n cries, the mistakes I had made n the lessons I learnt. I am also thinking about the new home ill stay in with new family of my friends, the streets ill cross, the buses ill board, the mistakes ill make, the probs ill solve all by myself, the situations ill tackle alone.&lt;br /&gt;I have never stayed alone outside delhi, except once. I went to Dehradun to my chacha’s place after 10th n stayed ther for 10 days. In the strarting I enjoyed but after a few days, I started to miss my family n I used to cry everynite. My dad came running to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;There was one more reason. My cousins used to watch horror movies at night n I used to get tooo scared.:):) Fine, horror flicks make me shudder even now but then I am used to call my mother in the night n ask her to sleep with me.:):)&lt;br /&gt;I am sad and happy simultaneously. Sad because ill miss everyone out there: my friends, my family, my niece first b’day also..:)&lt;br /&gt;Happy because ill stay independently in new city n as everyone says that atleast once one should live on one’s own and also ill be away from all wedding planners. My relatives have started to hunt for a suitable guy. Dammit. I have to shout loud “ I am just a Kid”.&lt;br /&gt;Being away from all this nonsense is the only solution….:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am liking that everyone is coming to meet me n I get to shop a lot…:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112568762704297039?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112568762704297039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112568762704297039&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112568762704297039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112568762704297039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/09/few-days-before-new-beginning.html' title='a few days before a new beginning'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112499457750787313</id><published>2005-08-25T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:29:37.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back without a bang</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back I wanted to give the heading to this post as Back with a Bang but now it’s not possible because nothing happened. I was called for written n interview in some software company after 2 &amp; 24 days of waiting. Dammit I don’t know why it was my first call. My classmates’ have got the calls even if they have less percentage n no programming skills. I kept on waiting…. My friends have started to joke that I should change my name….now I m thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I cleared written, HR interview, Tech interview but asked to get lost after 2nd tech interview. I thought I would easily get thru. I am better equipped with programming now than anytime before. But…?????.Everyone used to say luck matters. I didn’t much believe but yep luck does matter after all. Yest I was in bad mood but today it feels ok.&lt;br /&gt;A day before I read in my astrology that ill have a fight with my brother. That happened.&lt;br /&gt;I again read it the next day and it was written that I shouldn’t get surprised if my analytical ability n reasoning fail to give the desired result n no points for guessing that happened. These things never get true otherwise but that was a day.&lt;br /&gt;Also I read about Doping charges against Lance Armstrong for the year 1999. The guy I idolize, I adulate was in news again after an overwhelming retirement. Please ppl Live n Let others live too.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to stay in Delhi n  I realized “when u want something very badly, however hard u try, u don’t get there but balk at the second best option available”. This is not true for small junta who is born lucky.&lt;br /&gt;For me the second best option is Bangalore with a bang in it and I m going there in next 20 days. Countdown has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112499457750787313?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112499457750787313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112499457750787313&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112499457750787313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112499457750787313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-without-bang.html' title='Back without a bang'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112376146799009238</id><published>2005-08-11T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:57:47.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uska Pati Sirf Mera Hai</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey don’t get any wrong ideas. I am not the one who has fallen in love with some married man. This is being said by almost every tele serial be it K serial or not. One can almost make out who is the bad lady (shouting in her head, “Uska pati sirf aur sirf mera hai”) even when one hasn’t seen that serial before. Seeing those Bright appearances, faces with loads of makeup, making extra efforts to make the scheming faces make me remember those drama faces at nearby Ramleela ground during Diwali. I can see all those characters being played in every episode of every serial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extramarital is the favorite topic of the script writers without which no serial can get the USP it dreams about. Either comes back the long forgotten love back or a sexy girl (desperate try to look one) waiting outdoor to leave everything for the “Patni vrata pati”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also happens that girl gets pregnant before marriage and guy marries off somebody else and there turns the fairy tale romance in revengeful, vengeful tale. The central characters marry just once…forget it. The story can’t be on air for these many years unless all the characters are married 3-4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never comes the happy ending for any couple until the abrupt ending of serial after 4-5 years. Anyways, I can’t even foretell this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part comes when they try their left foot in stage shows. I still don’t know how people manage to actually see them trying to be Urmila, Shahrukh or Shahid on small screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact of reel life in real life is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moms force their daughters to watch such serials to make them ideal wife who cries alone after taking all abuses from mother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;Married women get suspicious of their hubby’s lady friends.&lt;br /&gt;Married men sulk when they don’t find any smart girl running after them.&lt;br /&gt;All mother-in-laws find news ways to abuse their daughter-in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;And much more..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Luv&lt;br /&gt;Sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112376146799009238?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112376146799009238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112376146799009238&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112376146799009238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112376146799009238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/08/uska-pati-sirf-mera-hai.html' title='Uska Pati Sirf Mera Hai'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112335971446868970</id><published>2005-08-06T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:21:54.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friendship day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6916/874/1600/babies%20two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6916/874/320/babies%20two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Friendship Day.......:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Thanx for Being here always..:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;Sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112335971446868970?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112335971446868970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112335971446868970&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112335971446868970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112335971446868970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-friendship-day.html' title='Happy Friendship day'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112326097643049557</id><published>2005-08-05T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T11:48:16.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;I have got the place of training and joining. Both are in Pune.&lt;br /&gt;No other girl has got in Pune. Many of my relatives stay in Pune n near places.&lt;br /&gt;But no friend will be there. All other girls have got in Bangalore, r is joining in Bangalore in some other company, S is also there n there will be more. Ill again have to meet new ppl n make new friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112326097643049557?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112326097643049557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112326097643049557&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112326097643049557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112326097643049557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi-i-have-got-place-of-training-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-112317671843145637</id><published>2005-08-04T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:42:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God do Exist!!</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been going in my mind for months but in last few days i have been pondering over it much so now writing about it.&lt;br /&gt;I was very devoted n had lots of faith in God. I used to keep fasts every Monday n it happened every other Monday since I got admission in DCE.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I lost that faith n devotion. I stopped having fasts. I stopped going to temple. I even stopped going to Sai Baba mandir. Reasons: not one but many. Some are explainable, some are not.&lt;br /&gt;I got lazy, I start to eat a lot so dread having fast even once a week, read in Discovery of India that idol worship came from Greek, started to think if u r good at heart then no need to go to temple n genuflect in front of God.&lt;br /&gt;Why do people go to temple n take bath in holy waters? Some says “To ask forgiveness for wrong deeds”, some says “it gives them inner peace n serenity”, some says “He is he only one who can help in finding their destiny”, and some goes because heir moms ask them to or because everyone goes. Some says “They believe in luck n not god”.&lt;br /&gt;Just curious what is your reason to go to temple?&lt;br /&gt;I used to go to temple because I liked it n whatever I asked Him I got it. I thought luck is just the synonym for god. There is no substitute for hard work but also no substitute for a little luck at ur side.&lt;br /&gt;Since I had stopped all this, I was feeling nothing is going right with me. Things were not going somehow in the right direction. Then again I started to change. I didn’t force myself to change but it happened. Things got a little better. I am kinda peace at myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have again start to believe God, luck, the ultimate power, whatever one name, do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading Mein Kampf by adolf Hiotler. None of my friends could finish it. I gave it a try but ‘mere bus ki bhi baat nahin hai’……….:)J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112317671843145637?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112317671843145637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112317671843145637&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112317671843145637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112317671843145637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/08/god-do-exist.html' title='God do Exist!!'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112218282714262611</id><published>2005-07-24T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:48:22.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The plight of women</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;Today again I read the dreadful saga of a woman who was abducted from Mayapuri in the early morning by three man n then was raped in the moving car. Not only the one who is molested but every other girl living in the so called capital city of Delhi is the victim of such scary incidents. Age no bar (she can be as young as 4yr old or as old as 80 yrs old), color no bar, looks no bar, clothes no bar, caste no bar. Nothing matters as long as she is a girl or a woman. Who knows who will be the next victim?&lt;br /&gt;We all can shout from our roof tops that girls r equal as boys. They are respected in our society. They r given equal priorities at home, in schools, colleges n even after marriage. All lies n more lies.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the strangers, she is not even safe with the neighbors, relatives n a few times, heard the father, himself, was involved in the molestation. Eve teasing, offensive remarks, occasional touch by strangers in streets n in buses: she goes through this all her life almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad the plight comes at the very time she gets birth. My friend’s bhabhi gave birth to a girl n my friends mom was happy but equally sad that she wanted a guy ‘ boy hota to acha hota’. This is no poor family but regular middle class. And then the slogan ‘ hum do humare do’ holds true when at least one of them is a boy otherwise it goes till 3 children in most families ( status no bar).&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the marriage age. I once heard a lady doctor asking a lady if she is searching for a girl for his son. That lady replied that she was n she only wanted a girl who doesn’t do any job. Lady doc supports the decision n said “of course, kaam karne wali hogi to tumhe hi ghar ka saara kaam tumhe hi karma padega. Aur vaise bhui tumhara beta earns enough for the family.” I was again shocked that doc herself works and what more that lady had a daughter who works. For a ‘ bahu’ she wants the one who can stay at home. It again happens in many families….beti ko independent hona chahiye but bahu ko dependent….what a hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;Just pretending that everything is al right does not make it al right. We all have to work towards improving the conditions of women not only in the rural India but the mentality of middle n rich cls ppl has to be changed. Increasing the police patrolling in delhi is not the solution but camps for self defense techniques should be there for all age women scatterd in the city around, in schools n colleges. People listened to AB when he asked the country to join hands in eradicating polio from roots. People listened to Aishwarya n came fwd with eye donations. People listen to them. They adulate to them. They should come fwd for this cause n ask the country to give respect to women which they deserve.’ Shayad tab log unki baat samjhe’. More stringent steps should be taken against the offenders n easy court proceedings for the victims.I know more solutions are needed and probably much more better than I think. But what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am better now. I will start working from Monday. I will write about my work and experience about Deepalaya only after I do some substanstial work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipro joining date has come. Its too far on 16th September. Off-campus calls are not coming bcz of my stream: instrumentation and control. It should be renamed as instrumentation and IT engg. Or computer and instrumentation control engg. Or electronics and instrumentation engg. Or anything which can fetch me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;Sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112218282714262611?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112218282714262611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112218282714262611&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112218282714262611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112218282714262611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/07/plight-of-women.html' title='The plight of women'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112110441467140489</id><published>2005-07-11T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T10:53:34.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HURRAY...read this one</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray…..:)…I m at last doing what I always wanted to do, I always dream about ( read my last post ).&lt;br /&gt;I am now working for Deepalaya, NGO in its project for children….i m sooooooooooo happy…J&lt;br /&gt;The street children are being taught with very creative methods. Its not like the regular black board teaching. They are taught through poems, songs, plays, games so that it may become very interesting for those children. I would be making games, n computer slides of their lessons (3rd class) with colorful writings and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I met two girls from Deepalaya, one who handles this project and one with whom I first talked about my interest to work there. I found both of them really nice, enthusiastic about their work, eager to work even more. I was amazed, truly amazed by both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I joined gym also. I did 2 ½ hr workout today. My legs n my hands are aching very badly but I m liking it also..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Now atleast I have something to do in this one month stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time my post is short and sweet but it means a lot to me…..:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112110441467140489?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112110441467140489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112110441467140489&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112110441467140489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112110441467140489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/07/hurrayread-this-one.html' title='HURRAY...read this one'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-112075506382252782</id><published>2005-07-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:51:03.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS:A few lost, A few shattered, A few yet to be followed</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kool...2 posts in just 7 days...I m doing good.:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what I wanted to become when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In LKG, I still remember my class teacher, Rekha mam, used to tell my mom that she wud become teacher. She saw everything in me needed for a good teacher. That time my mom n dad liked it....umm....but me....:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives, especially chacha alws wanted me to become doctor.hey I did take bio in 11th n it was a terror for me...only I know hw I survived....all credit goes to my best friend, kiran Who also managed to b the topper of school...she used to tell me the ans in class quizzes n ask me to raise my hand n&lt;br /&gt;gave the answer....my bio teacher who supposed to b best in reading faces Never realized I knew nothing....:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u will all say...again it was what all others' wanted me to become...what about me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.....m still rem.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t rem the serials but there was one women police officer serial on doordarshan....N also on one lawyer who solved all cases.I wanted to b both...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Yep now I realize hw much influence does TV have on young minds....I wanted to b sagacious, intelligent, audacious, not afraid of anything or any1 with dauntless determination...n much more....:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to learn martial arts but that didn’t happen bcz my big b used to take all decisions n he refused. I did learn it in 9th class but cant afford to pursue bcz of 10th cls studies. Till date I wanted to learn it n can u imagine...I went to one neighbor bhaiya after last sem who used to teach martial arts yrs back n ask him but he replied that one more girl or guy is needed of my age n height so that I cud practice with him/her....&lt;br /&gt;I knew none of my friends r willing so still cant learn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then thought of going to one more trainer but only kids cum to him...n my friends joked that they will only cum till my knees n I will have to fight with legs when they use their hands...:):):)&lt;br /&gt;so this all went into drain.....all I can do is join dance classes which is open for all ages n heights for that matter....but new batches have 3 months long classes. I can’t afford that who knows where will I be after one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I have drifted apart....no, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to be teacher but i liked being with kids.....&lt;br /&gt;Still rem in DAV twice in a yr, v had to go to kids' section n hold class bcz their teachers hd meeting with principal. I went to 2nd class...talked to them, played new games n just had fun :):):) whenever I used to go near kid' section, they used to cum running to shake hands...as if i m the TV star they adulate n just wana touch my hand.:):):).I loved them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet them at the end of my 12th class. They all hugged me took away from door n closed it asking me not to leave....senti enough.....brings smile to me whenever I think bout this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad whenever I saw kids begging n working as child labour.....in my college canteen also young children r seen taking orders n removing plates....&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to join or work in NGO for children....I came to knw about a lady in CRY, I tried talking to her but she wasn’t bit interested....hadd hai...its even diff than getting a job in software company...&lt;br /&gt;Talked to a friends sister who works for Navjyoti (Kiran bedi’NGO), but its tooo far so she gave me address of NGO,Deepalaya n I will go there n lets see if I get to do something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...where does engg comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My decision....wanted to b like my bro....n I forgot to mention that I wanted to learn classical music also when in 5th or 6th...went to know the fees. It was RS600/- for month (only 2 days in week)...damn costly affair so dropped it&lt;br /&gt;But did learn after 10th for a while n then stopped...uf the studies alws came in picture n my parents realised that I needed to study more....kya pata if i kept learning...I cud have become INDIAN IDOL.....so much to dream....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to learn classical dance near my home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, R, S went in the evening...’thoda thoda andhera cha raha tha’&lt;br /&gt;V reached a house n called for auntie who used to teach. She was all dark with big, scary eyes...she stood in dark shade....looked at all of us...from toe to head with eyes wide open....we cud see Her eyes gt red...her hair all messed up....shhhhhhhhhhhhhh....we cudnt stand longer...We ran away from hell all scared and cowed.....n never went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112075506382252782?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112075506382252782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112075506382252782&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112075506382252782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112075506382252782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreamsa-few-lost-few-shattered-few-yet.html' title='DREAMS:A few lost, A few shattered, A few yet to be followed'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-112007095487689233</id><published>2005-06-29T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:34:23.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i?</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just passing some time on net...did some tests and here is the result.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;div" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/movie/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Classic Movie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-112007095487689233?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/112007095487689233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=112007095487689233&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112007095487689233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/112007095487689233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-am-i.html' title='who am i?'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111997889908926563</id><published>2005-06-28T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:21:04.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solitary confinement</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep m confined in 4 walls of my room...doing nothing but sleep n eat.its so hot here that the only time i can step outside my home to see the world is after 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up at around 11am, eat the newspaper with my breakfast...which mostly consistsof my fav paranthas with lots of curd n dripping butter....m trying to gain sum weight....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i start to read out he novels i get for rent.here is the list of novels i hv read in last few days n i hv also given the ratings as per i liked the novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Train to Pakistan - khushwant singh : ****&lt;br /&gt;2 Five Point Someone - chetan bhagat : ****&lt;br /&gt;3 The Paris option - Robert ludlum : ****&lt;br /&gt;4 First Among Equals - jeffery archer : *****&lt;br /&gt;5 The Namesake - jhumpa lahiri : *****&lt;br /&gt;6 The Family - Mario Puzo : ***&lt;br /&gt;7 Deception Point - dan brawn : *****&lt;br /&gt;8 Interpretation of Maladies - jhumpa lahiri : ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There r only 3 days which i hv given sum color to my otherwise boring life at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one ws my frends' niece first bday...i stayed at her home....n we talked till 5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, we went all the way to faridabad in this hot scorching summer to meet a frend.Suchu hd to leave for IIM B so wanted to meet all n one frend office ws there so v hd to go all that way...but that was fun also...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third was wen i went to my best best frend's in-laws home for the first time with her brother n bhabhi....i cant forget this day as there cums one of my most Embarrasing moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why 'saari families ka pyar pet mein hi kyu bhara hota hai'&lt;br /&gt;they made me eat dinner 'hadd se jyaaaaada'. then jiju came with me n showed me his house...the first time i went to my frends' room n i vomited...ahhhhhhhhh....damn...there in front of jiju...but in the seconds' time i saved her bed sheet n my New kurta n vomited on floor......mere saath hi aisa kyu hota hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111997889908926563?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111997889908926563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111997889908926563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111997889908926563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111997889908926563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/06/solitary-confinement.html' title='solitary confinement'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111903189241773042</id><published>2005-06-17T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:11:32.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frends' moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i m again  bck after a long break.wana write about the really interesting moments with my frends' moms.i was thinking hw differntly they think, behave n raise their kids.true, v all r v influenced by them either v belive it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my mom:       very reserved nature, doesnt mch care about anything, likes sitting alone n praying, no useless about about neighbors n relatives, telling me alws to b patient watevr the circumstances r, never ever seen my  parents arguing over anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she hs a lot of faith n belief in me n my big b. wen i ws preparing for engg entrances, i used to ask her if she wud allow me to join college outside delhi. she alws replied'u wnt hv to go anywhere, u wud get in dce'. then wenevr i gt scared of getting suplli, she tells me that u wud get decent marks n  no suppli for sure. n never evr it happend that she went wrong hwevr bad i performed.&lt;br /&gt; i luv her for everything but sumtimes wishes her to be a bit mor talkative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ri mom:     take an  incident happened few days bck  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me:  where is my princess( referring to Ri 9 months old niece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;auntie: she hasnt cum frm office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me:  office? m referring to Sanu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie: oh...i thought Ri.she is princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ri cums n v startd to chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me:  shadi kar le..i ll find u  a guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ri:  teri choice...na baba na.&lt;br /&gt;auntie: vaise b meri Ri ki choice tujhse kai guna achi hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;yep she alws does that....disparage me like anything...oh u dnt knw hw to cook, u r only gud in studies ...meri ritu to poora ghar sambhal leti hai, shopping se le ke kitchen tak sab....aur use moti mat bulaya kar..she hs lost weight.....&lt;br /&gt;wen i ws kid i used to feel bad but nw i m jst used to it...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;G mom:     jst opposite of Ri mom.i hv never met her bt talked to her on fone n listened to wat R n other frends say.for her, G does nothing evn if she is the topper of cls. she sleeps a lot, more than her younger sis. she doesnt help her sis in studies wen R missed a day in fest bcz she hd to teach her sis.She wantd to b journalist bt end up doing wat her parents wantd her to do. she does almost evrythng she wants but never gt the credit. sumtimes want to meet her n ask her WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;N mom:   This is the only mom i place with my mom.She is v intelligent n  knowledgeble lady. the respect she gives to all her relatives n the way she carries out all tasks is jst amazing. i knw mny incidents of her life....she has a heart of gold. n alws calls me home to teach me hw to cook....hehehe Jst 1 thing i dnt like that she sumtimes dnt try to understand N n i alws tell her wat i think. watevr, i like her v mch.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is N dad hs same bday as his n lots of tips cum in handy......:)n yep, her dad is also v nice.thats y i knw y my best frend,N is sooooooooo cute n nice n y i luv her so mch.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; sonika&lt;br /&gt;PS : i m not joining efi.wipro hsnt yet given us the joinng date(probably in August). m trying off campus also so still not sure where will i land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-11001383.post-111722192400732426</id><published>2005-05-27T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T12:25:24.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NAMES I Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My nicknames started as soon as i got birth in the hospital...:)Girl aaye to sab "&lt;strong&gt;Gudiya&lt;/strong&gt;" bulana shuru kar dete hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;This happened with me tooooo.The first name my parents, my relatives, my neighbours started2call me with is " gudiya".Then evn after i was named " &lt;strong&gt;Sonika&lt;/strong&gt;", they never thought of calling me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I remember asking my parents2call me 'sonika' atleast in front of my friends till the age of5-6 yrs.But suddenly i started 2 like " gudiya".i cud feel the luv in the name wenevr it ws pronounced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;My young cousins calling me" gudiya didi" is still treat 2 my ears.and one of my cousins call me "&lt;strong&gt;Gudda didi&lt;/strong&gt;" n i jst luv that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then came my school days....i was alws so tall...had2stand in line at the end.not evn the guys were taller than me....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;evn wen i participated in songs n dance competition, i alws wanted to stand in the front but nope, alws had to stand at the end.&lt;br /&gt;So my v tall stature made my classmates call me " &lt;strong&gt;lambi&lt;/strong&gt;" which then was converted to "&lt;strong&gt;khamba&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i was so crazy in my school days....kept doing crazy things, kept saying silly things n smiling all the timeThat my frends named me "&lt;strong&gt;Lacho&lt;/strong&gt;"...all thanks to DD Metro serial long time bck "All the best".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Then i changed school n joined DAV.  2 more girls had joined it. But my cls guys chose me as prey.They evn wanted to rag me but i ws alws surrouded by cls girls so they didnt get the chance.Then suddenly "32 white" came on every lips. Guys kept associating it with sum other names. Girls kept thinking about what is this"32 white". Many times it appeared on blackboard. I also Used to laugh without any clue that it could be me also.After a few months Wen i became frends with guys who started it all, i came2know that "&lt;strong&gt;32 white&lt;/strong&gt;" was me bcz i used to smile all the timen i m not exaterating....i used to smile ALL THE TIME....:):)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;There can b so mny cute nicknames like soni, sona, sonu. But none of my frends or clsmates evr called me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then joined NSIT. I m alws called " sonika" here evn wen there is one more sonika in my cls.&lt;br /&gt;probably, i started to miss my nicknames...or atleast wana use a nice nickname for myself so i decided2use" &lt;strong&gt;Sona&lt;/strong&gt;" as my blogger-name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i like it...i love it....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sonika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111722192400732426?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111722192400732426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111722192400732426&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111722192400732426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111722192400732426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/05/names-i-have.html' title='The NAMES I Have'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111652686354562906</id><published>2005-05-19T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:21:03.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wen it started</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jst looking bck n trying 2 rem about my childhood... all the gud times n intersting moments...3 times stray dogs ran after me...once a stray cow also...my climbing trees...jumping fence...playing kabbadii...marryingdols...trying to boss younger girls n boys around...:):)...i cud never4get all this....i will talk about this in other blog...&lt;br /&gt;bt i ws also trying to rem wen was the first time i behaved badly, wen ws my first encounter with pain n jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;I was around 7-8 yrs(nt mch sure..),a senior of my school came2me n my brother n askd us to becum krishna n radha on Janmashtmi.We agreed n ws v excited n askd a friend on mine,R to becum sheshnaag wen vasudeva was crossing the river with young krishna.&lt;br /&gt;I wore blue color lehanga n ws ready...to my shock, i heard that senior didi saying2 r's momthat R was looking v cute in black dress bcz she was all 'golu-molu'n hd red cheeks which i certainly lacked.So didi askd her mom2get her lehanga as they wantd her2becum radha.i ws sad bt didnt knw wat to do n wat to say.She ws made radha n 4me...they made a prison with redstones n askd me2drape white sari n be devki,krishna's mom.         &lt;br /&gt;That ws the first time i ws badly hurt n felt jealous frm my friend...i also wantd2b cute as she was, i wantd evry1 2 say m looking v prettyin the radha dress, i also wantd2 hv red cheeks.i was angry at her bt didnt show any1.&lt;br /&gt;//She is my friend evn today n nw she wants2b like me...hehe....i luv her...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never used to share sch thoughts with any1, not evn with my mom.i was a gud girln never wantd2change that image.Many a times, my friends n acquaintaces say sum thng i didnt like or make me sad bt i never told them that.i never showed them it hurts.The reason being i didnt want2hurt any1 n i thoughti cud take all the pains(thought shivji bhagwaan ne bhi to poison piya tha...:):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst few yrs bck i decided2change n say watevr i feel..otherwise those feelings keep growing inside u n a day cums wen the volcano of emotions erupts.&lt;br /&gt;hey, i divertd frm wat i ws writing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ws the first time i came across a feeling that we all hv felt one time or the other....:)n probably deny also....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second time it was wen was in 6th cls.i had alws bn the topper in cls n participated in all other activities n used2win mny a times.every1 ws proud of me n i used2think i ws the best.then came a new girl in our school,she ws nice n became my friend.then came the zonal competitions and teachers hd2choose one of us2participate in an event(english poem recitation...nt v sure)mny techers wantd her2go n jst 1 wantd me2go.she was selectd in the end.I felt bad it ws alws me who won bt she changd all that.then came the exms, i was first n she ws second.Nw evn teachers startd2compare both of us.They used2tell her2work more hard n gt First position in cls in final termsn askd me2work2stop her2 reach there....friendship shayad tab hi khatam ho gayi.I also had a fight with her...to top it all,i got second positionn she ws first.i cudnt belive the result.My eyes filled with tears n she came2me nicelybt i cudnt get wat she said n without evn congratulating her, i came bck with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she left the school.she was staying with her bhua in delhi bt her home wsin sum other city( dnt rem which..)so probably she went bck.At that time i didnt realisedthat nobdy is perfect n wherever u reach, there is alws sum1 better than u n above u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw i look bck n realise i didnt behave nicely with her n wana apologise2her....bt dnt knw hw n where2find her.i feel v guilty.i just wana meet her n tell her that im sry n she will alws b my friend. Wherevr she is,i wish her all the happiness of the world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111652686354562906?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111652686354562906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111652686354562906&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111652686354562906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111652686354562906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/05/wen-it-started.html' title='wen it started'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111579847692802661</id><published>2005-05-11T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:01:16.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest it ws my first exm...had prepared a v few topics bt lucky enough to do all 5 questions....:)&lt;br /&gt;then as usual, stayed bck in college canteen, cracked jokes, laughed loud n embarrased other ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evrythng ws going fine till 6.15pm wen we decided to head 4our home.got the blue line bus(only 1 bus goes to our college..i dnt knw y college r being made at the secluded places)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simi ws with me ...n kept saying u wud reach home in 20min bt it wud take me atleast 45 min.will tell baad me y i mentioned this.&lt;br /&gt;then cums the famous blueline funda, it changed the route.v askd where wud it go nw..bt gt the alws prepared answer that jst taking a u-turn n wud drop us at our stop.n to our stars,we believd.bt found out its not taking any turn, jst kept on moving straight down the road.we again askd bt gt the same reply.first we took all in gud humour,laughed the way.bt then came international airport..damn that far...bus ws going thru all traffic less roads n nw we were toldthat v ll hv to get down at sum place n gt the othr bus to return bt the place frm where v wud get bus is again a few minutesfrm that place...we gt angry n all the bus conductor did ws to giv us our money bck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus left us at sum 'mod' n askd us2take sum bus bck.it was already 7.15pm....damn the crowd ws bad also..staring as if never seen a girl in their life.a few aunties were also standing...bt that didnt helpd either.nw wat..my mind ws working fast n simi ws panicking faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus wsnt cumg...i calld him bt no1 pickd up.i calld my college frends bt again bell kept ringing.then cald up nisha n talkd2rajesh atleast2knw where v r bt that wsnt of mch help eithr.simi with alll ideas2 ask auto wala, hw far is delhi cantt(the boards with alll sign signals r the best thing i cud find in delhi)n then take it.hello,v cant take auto wen auto wala knows we dnt knw the way.i hd travelled a lot by buses...thanx2 4 yr bus pass in NSIt.i ws trying2c alll the places the bus visits so v cud reach sumwhere known n then wud think aage.then thankfully, our bus came n v board the already crowded bus...buses r alws safer than auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had2stand alll the way.simi stop came first frm that directn bt still 1-2 kms far away frm her place so she calld up her dad2pick her up.i reachd home at 8.00pm.Nw cuming bck2wat simi said that i wud reach in 20 min n she in 45min bt she reachd home in 1hr n i took 1hr30 min.i sumtimes hear mom saying'nazar lag jati hai'.shud i belive that nw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i thank god for v reachd home safely otherwise wat we all hear in news about delhi safety is scaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw rules2follow told my by v dear frend once, helpd us..&lt;br /&gt;. dnt get panic at unknown places.&lt;br /&gt;. think where is the nearest place u knw n hw u can reach there.&lt;br /&gt;. dnt take auto wen alone n never give him a impression that u dnt knw the way.&lt;br /&gt;. its mch safer to travel by bus.&lt;br /&gt;n 1 my rule frm now on&lt;br /&gt;. never belive in wat bus conductor says.if the bus changes route, get down immediately n u wud reach home on time b4 it wud get dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrw my 2nd exm...wish me luck..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111579847692802661?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111579847692802661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111579847692802661&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111579847692802661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111579847692802661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/05/day.html' title='the day'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111531202031357869</id><published>2005-05-05T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:38:01.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Wen Nothing To Write</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing aftr long time....nothing mch ws going in my life or rather too mch ws happening that i didnt get mch time to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all startd wen v came to knw about the farewell party n job party...the first thing that cums in every girl mind...wat to wear...so startd the biggest conundrum...n v all went2shop frm the best of the markets n the best of the showrooms...ofcourse its the last time to show..it all went for days frm 10 am to 10pmtill the day v gt our showtime(i mean farewell...:)...after so mch of hardwork n excursion the party ws worth...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the iil period...first i gt ill then ratty n then shruts n then came2knw about so mny othrs whofell in the same category...n yep for all frm last few days i hv bn taking syrup with ethanol in it...soi did my part of drinking also...:) i wake up in morning...or shud i b precise..the aftrnoon hv my breakfast n then take the syrup n again fall asleep....again woke up n eat sumthng n then the gud old syrup n m in my wonderland againso no time 2 do anythng else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest prac ws there...all v did is study in the college premises...n viva...nw v r tooo gud for that....4 yrs in nsit hs taught that mch....jst need to knw sum KEYWORDS n throw them at examiners wenevr askd sumthng about anythngwen askd in details then give a hearty SMILE n dnt say anythng...if examiner smiles bck...u gt ur marks.if he dnt, dnt worry hv alternate solutions also...jst give a sad intense look n move ur fingers on ur head n again try sum keywords....kch kabhie to, kahin to fit hoga....never lose hope...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen lady teachers cum then all these fail for all us...only those get gud marks who hv gud impression on them in cls...u dnt need to knwanythng in cls jst b sure to look straight in their eyes n try to look like u r keen on studying...this helps so mch in prac....evn if u dnt answer a few quest,u wud find them saying"cls mein to achi hai bt aaj na jane kya ho gaya" n this show of sympathy works...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wud miss all this nw....wud hv to again search for new ideas in job....:)a few of my frends hv gt joining early in junedamn....wat will i do...i m planning to join wipro only not efi....vaise to i want job in delhi itself for obvious reasons...bt thinking of hw to pass time b4 my joining...cant sit at home doing nothng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams aftr 4 days, hvnt done a thing...bt this will pass tooooo......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div 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Write'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111402185420378953</id><published>2005-04-20T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:30:54.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy dip</title><content type='html'>hey all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt b misguided by the name.....its not holy dip in the waters of ganga&lt;br /&gt;bt the dip in the dirty water of our college fountain...:)n it ws so mchFUN....for these days v hv survived 4 yrs in college....it ws tooooo kool 2dy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first v saw sum ece guys throwing guys in water...v gt all the josh...n decided2throw ratty first...made a plan also bt she is tooo heavy4us then decided with suchu...damn again bad planning...cant evn lift her then i dnt knw wen they all decided n i became the victim....they all liftd me n i ws so shockd....tried2put my legs on ground...bt no cudnt do anythng....n then in sec i ws in water....damn...it startd with me then all my frends went in or 2 b true....thrown in....:)...wow...it was amazing....then v clickd photos...n aftr a few min i ws sitting on edge then again a hand came n i ws in water again ...nw evn my hair gt wet....its bn the best day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt evn attend the hostel farewell...fine me not hosteller bt wantd 2 attend that....bt in the last min...gt so tired...i went home deciding2cum bck in evn bt cudnt probably lazy also....there went the daru party..all my frends were drunk(orange juice with vodka)mostly girls hd 1 drink bt my frends hd 3 drinks n they were 'tul'....n they were all telling me the crazy thngs they were doing....i wudnt hv drink bt then cud hv all the masti lookg at them...bt nw they hv decided2gt me drink in the job party n i know i wnt so they r making a plan....hehehe....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mrw v hv 2 tests dnt knw a thng about them....bt ab kya hai...jo hoga dekha jayega...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kch lines mere mann me baar baar aa rahi hai....listn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duniya mein hai aana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;duniya se hai jaana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aana to le aana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jaana to de jaana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaadein....yaadein.....yaaaadein....&lt;/div&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111402185420378953?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111402185420378953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111402185420378953&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111402185420378953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111402185420378953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/04/holy-dip.html' title='Holy dip'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111362898396205057</id><published>2005-04-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:23:03.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling for u</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a few lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starts my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recalling the memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fills my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thoughts of u &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come in my dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling of luv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beauty of nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reminds me purity of ur smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vastness of sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tells me about ur magnamious heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chirping of birds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;call my attention to ur words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the rain water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fills my eyes with salt drops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel u in everything i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see u in evry1 i look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss u frm day to night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kiss ur shadow in the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You sing in my songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the theme of my poems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the one i like the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the one i luv the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me wat u think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111362898396205057?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111362898396205057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111362898396205057&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111362898396205057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111362898396205057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling-for-u.html' title='feeling for u'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111336217089218784</id><published>2005-04-12T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:16:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my interview</title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i had an interview yest for efi company(nevr heard of name ,me neither)bt then pck was gud 4.5 so i went....n guess wat i gt thru....the pck they give ws 3.52 gross.....bt i dnt mindme who runs away frm prgramming gt thru that ...damn that takes lots of luck...hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw evn i can boast of sum interview.went at 8am,interview at10amfirst HR interview,wat i m best at....n i was so damn confident that i wud gt thru this company n thats wat showed also thru my face...it wenttooooo gud....n then my tech...bt prob that tech guy was bored of all tech interviews or he thought we ice ppl knw nothing of core progor luck factor....he nevr took my tech....kept on giving me situations hw wud i act, gave me puzzles(all time pass)...n kept on talking4around 1hr n 15 min...n as i m v gud at talking about myself...i didnt feel it ws that long an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then askd me 2 cum bck at 5.00pm.nw where2u..bt my mom was there with me so we went to my mama place n stayd there...n eat(only thoda sa..my fasts r going on)..then came bck at 5 bt askd2wait more so atlast at6.15pm i gt the offer letter....n reachd home at 8pm...it was overall a nice exp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i was so coool b4 the interview which really helpd me a lot.its allbcz of my frend,i hv alws 'pareshan' him a lot n he alws intilled a lotof confi in me...thanx2him....again wen i look bck a yr b4, i find inme a mch better n confi sonika...it feels so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div 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interview'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111242565193275246</id><published>2005-04-02T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:07:31.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our ancient philosophy</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;history alws intruiged me....i startd2read world history by Jawahar&lt;br /&gt;Lal Nehru bt cudnt mch relate 2it as so mny parallel histories were&lt;br /&gt;stated.so nw startd reading The Discovery of India n then will follow&lt;br /&gt;up with world history.nw i will write about the interesting spritual tradition n ancient&lt;br /&gt;philosophy frm the The Discovery of India.its really an amzing&lt;br /&gt;book.wat impressd me the most is the style of writing n the extracts&lt;br /&gt;of various other historians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is hinduism?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; .in 'tantrik' work in 8th century a.c, hindu meant ppl n not the&lt;br /&gt;follower of pt. religion.......tell all these ignorant ppl who keep&lt;br /&gt;fighting in the name of hinduism.&lt;br /&gt;.term for religion ws: Arya Dharma , dharma meant sumthng more than&lt;br /&gt;religion,law of inner being,moral codes,man's duties&amp;responsibilities.Arya Dharma wud include all the faiths(Vedic n non-vedic) that&lt;br /&gt;originated in india.Buddha alws called his way2salvation the 'Aryan&lt;br /&gt;Path'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vedas&lt;br /&gt;.vedas - first word spoken by aryans&lt;br /&gt;.root vid, means to knw.it is the collection of existing kowledge of day, hymns, prayers,&lt;br /&gt;rituals, magic,nature poetry&lt;br /&gt;.no idolatory n no temples.....probably these idol-worshipping came&lt;br /&gt;frm Greece....n nw evn the idols of buddha r seen evn if he ws&lt;br /&gt;completely against the idolatory.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To The Unknown God      (HIndu Scriptures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was not non-existence nor existent:there was no realm of&lt;br /&gt;air,no sky beyond it.&lt;br /&gt;Wat coverd in, n where? and wat gv shelter?was water there, unfathomed&lt;br /&gt;depth of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death ws not then, nor was there aught immortal: no sign was there,&lt;br /&gt;the day's n night's divider.&lt;br /&gt;That one thing, breathless, brathed by its own nature: apart frm it ws nothing watsoevr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drakness there ws:at first conceled in darkness, this all ws undiscriminatd chaos.&lt;br /&gt;All that existed then ws void n formless:by the great power of warmth&lt;br /&gt;was born that unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereaftr rose desire in the beginning, desire the primal seed n germ&lt;br /&gt;of spirit.Sages who searchd with their heart's thought discoverd the existent&lt;br /&gt;kinship in the non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transversely was their severing line extended: wat ws above it then, n&lt;br /&gt;wat below it?&lt;br /&gt;There ws begetters, there ws mighty forces, free action here n energy&lt;br /&gt;of yonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who verily knows n who can here declare it,whence it was born n whence&lt;br /&gt;comes this creation?&lt;br /&gt;The gods r later than this world's production.Who knows, then, whence it first came into being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, the first origin of this creation, whether he formed it all or&lt;br /&gt;didnt form it.&lt;br /&gt;Whose eyes controls this world in highest heaven, he verily knows it,&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps he knows it not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111242565193275246?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111242565193275246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111242565193275246&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111242565193275246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111242565193275246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-ancient-philosophy.html' title='our ancient philosophy'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111237712627070817</id><published>2005-04-01T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T09:41:44.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitne ajeeb.....</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv these lines....hw close 2 the truth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Kitne Ajib Rishte Hai Yaha Pe&lt;br /&gt;       Do Pal Milte Hai, Sath-Sath Chalte Hai&lt;br /&gt;       Jab Mod Aaye To Bach k nikalte Hai&lt;br /&gt;       Kitne Ajib Rishte Hai yaha Pe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening2this song n felt like writing afew lines....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo jeeta wahi sikander&lt;br /&gt;betha hai har dil k andar&lt;br /&gt;pahucha kaise ...kya karna hai...&lt;br /&gt;haath dosti ka badana hi maksad hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalaki nahi samajdari kehte hai&lt;br /&gt;bade di gal jhutla nahin sakte hai&lt;br /&gt;kaun hai niche khabar nahin hai&lt;br /&gt;duniya me ek hod lagi hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saamne se muskarate jao&lt;br /&gt;haan me haan milate jao&lt;br /&gt;tabhi to apna kaam nikalega&lt;br /&gt;dhandha iske bina kaise chalega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo upar hai duniya uski&lt;br /&gt;kas kar karlo band yeh muthi&lt;br /&gt;aage kya hai kya jane hai&lt;br /&gt;aaj hai sona kal mitti hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manjil paane me samay lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;niche girne me ek pal lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;logo ki yardasth hai choti&lt;br /&gt;uski puja jiski kursi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111237712627070817?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111237712627070817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111237712627070817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111237712627070817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111237712627070817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/04/kitne-ajeeb.html' title='Kitne ajeeb.....'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111229262423499802</id><published>2005-03-31T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:14:07.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sting operations</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;2dy i saw the ad of a new prog startd on india-tv in which ruchi,the undercover reporter....all know about,wud reply bck2all the cries against the sting operation.....a new gimmick altogether...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y there was so mch fuss over shakti k n then aman verma...dnt v all know wat happens in show-biz or we know bt try 2 ignore it.dnt it cums in evry othr newsparer who was going out with whom n then came a blockbustr movie...who hs bitched whom...who kissd in public...n all that crab about our famous filmstars.wats the diff...they eithr hv2 flaunt their skin2gt a movie or if enough morals in the beginning,then show ur skin n lock lips in the movie....atleast then ppl or newspapers talk about them n publicity in any manner does help in showbiz...the truth is:doing sumthng wrong is not a crime bt u r a criminal only wen u get caught..then u wud b ostracised n u find ppl who showed u that way2easy success criticising u.....bt then thats life u hv2save ur asss.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i came 2know about the corruption in income tax department was recorded in the camera..n several ladies were also involved...that was the news..that i call sting operation, if hc/sc judge change his justice bcz of sum return in any form,then thats corruption..he is answerable2all the ppl demanding justice, if any IAS is collecting black money in his house then i call that corruption...bcz its our money in wrong hands...we r the tax-payers...wherevr money,rights, security,justice,power is wrongly utilised,there i m interstd than in the news of the hollow fantasy world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then india tv is not going2stop telecasting his hidden camera operation no1 is interestd in....bt then i was right...publicity in any form is gud4sum ppl/channels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111229262423499802?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111229262423499802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111229262423499802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111229262423499802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111229262423499802'/><link rel='alternate' 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sir askd us2cum at 3.00pm....damn it was toooo hot n going bck2hostel.....hostel me we had nothng2do got bored...&lt;br /&gt;came bck then its was fun,varun madan showd his magician tricks which v cud already guess...bt its was fun n he was not stopping at alll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then presentation went gud....ya rajnish came only wen we had2go in4 presentatn bt thank god our projct ws software so he mostly kept quiet.....n tried2b funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out n found my frend cell lost frm her bag....she got it 10days bck...damn i was lucky....r bags were lying2gthr n evn my cell was also there....nevr put ur cell in bag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came news result is out in dce bt not ours.the result was nt gud4my frends....damn again....they r tooo gud n did workd a lot in7thsem bt still.....is luck is getting higher n better place than hard work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still a few hrs left ....lets c wat life hs store in 4me....&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111211478712395101?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111211478712395101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111211478712395101&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111211478712395101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111211478712395101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/03/day.html' title='the day'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111185942017612873</id><published>2005-03-26T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T09:50:20.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>u wana laugh loud!</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror movies........damn i jst cant c them........i cant sleep 4 a month after seeing any horror serial....if thts not enough...i hv2call my mom 2 sleep with me bcz m v afraid2sleep alone ....n every nite i dnt get up frm my bed at 12.00am.......&lt;br /&gt;then y i m talking about this?&lt;br /&gt;bcz my bro is watchg horror movie so i had2cum2this room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing is an unnatural act.u want to go away bt u go in with double the force.(frm Million Dollar Baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i m doing an unnatural act n write about comedy........:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jst luv all comedy serials n movies.i laugh loud n clap n jump frm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chair while watchg them so u can guess hw mch i like them......hehe&lt;br /&gt; i knw i act like a kid........:) my favorite is Full House.its an amazing serial.nothing like that.&lt;br /&gt;i m watchg it 4 the 4th time n i rem all the episodes n evn the dialogues nw......:) still i watch that with equal masti......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw the insight.......those who tk it as another comedy series cant enjoy it fully n hv never tried2c the other bright side of it.there is an psyhcological aspect in it which only a few eyes can see...(oh i knw m 2 gud at finding things invisible2most eyes.......he he) its the story of 3 young girls whom mom hs died n their daddy along with his 2 friends take care of them n they all 2gether live as a family.&lt;br /&gt;its the story of girls' relations with each other,their dad,their uncles,relation b/w 3 friends n their luved ones..... in each episode they cum across a day-today problems of raising young&lt;br /&gt;girls...their own problems at work...problems at school....i mean they touch every little things of life n teach u a lesson/moral(nt that serious.....:)) in the end.&lt;br /&gt;tell u hw2find a solution n hw living 2gther is greater fun than living alone...hw evn parents get sumtime wrong....tell about the fear of going first time to school...fear of riding a bicycle n hw it can b overcum...n wen a child can overcum all these fears then y nt the adults...hw obstacles cum in the career n hw to follow ones dreams....y arguing nevr helps n discussing the probs with luvd ones helps.... every1 of us can relate to those things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i m gt obsessed with the serial so gud bye.........:)&lt;br /&gt;bt dnt forget 2 watch it at 6.30pm/1.00am monday-friday on zee-english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111185942017612873?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111185942017612873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111185942017612873&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111185942017612873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111185942017612873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/03/u-wana-laugh-loud.html' title='u wana laugh loud!'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111168959752770631</id><published>2005-03-24T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:39:57.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bade hoke kya banoge?</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day a kid gets2learn a syllable, parents get v happy n say 'mera beta bade hoke doctor banega'then smile at the kid n ask 'banega naa'.at that time kid is not evn sure of wat daddy is saying n smile bck.that makes daddy proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep,u r rite,2dy ill talk about ever increasing expectation of parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beginning :  he gets 2 1/2yrs old then they start searching4the best kid school/preparatory school in town2make sure he knows evrything in English( Hindi,na na!! my bby speaks n understand only english...the first word he said was not Maa bt MoM....c, he's so&lt;br /&gt;smart).&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse, he has2clear the interview in the best school in city n makes his daddy, mamma proud.for that he doesnt only hv2smart bt he needs to know all-5.dont get me.ok, i clarify,all-5 means 5 colours,5 land animals,5 aquatic animals,5 birds..............n much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Step :  The world so big, n me so small...n i m told i have2go all by myself leaving my dad's finger,away frm my mom's shell,wearing clothes i dnt like(ofcourse, these r not the colours he learnt)bcz i hv2b a doctor or an engg. bt i dnt know how it is even spelled.i start2cry n my parents embarrasd bt wen i got big,all i heard my parents telling my uncle n auntie hw i went2school smiling without any fear n hw mch i like my school n teacher......&amp; then if u get good marks in nursery or Lkg then they say aha! my kid so intelligent.he picks up everythg so fast.bt if u stop short of being the topper,then they will start discussing ur another carrer option.....y not take him 2 music cls...he can b a future Indian Idol.........or wat about painting cls...he can b nxt M.F Hussain.. all he has2do sum painting which no1understands n then call it modern&lt;br /&gt;art...or dance cls...nw a days,there's so mch scope...n keep thinking till they find him a suitable cls.If he's not gud in that extra cls so wat there r mny others........bt wat about play?he will only waste his time playing with dirty kids n my son is not 1 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crucial Hour :  he is in 10th.nw ull hv2gt more marks n get science-building block of doc/engg...u think its diff4u....oh dnt worry wat r tuitions4....his son went4math tuition there n gt 99 marks in boards.if he can do it so can u.....all perspiration n hard work gt him gud marks bt he wants arts....nahin,u r going2break all our dreams this cant happen,u hv2tk science...then cums not only individual subjects' tuition bt also coaching cls 4 doc/engg.ur friend's joining&lt;br /&gt;akash.u can go also n prepare like ur friends.....with reluctance he does evrythng desired of him then pursuing his dream.then gt gud marks in 12th n clear the entrance  ur future shud b secure so wat if u wana b a jounalist.u can do it evn aftr ur B.E degree.submissively he prepares n get into engg college evn its not the highest level.Engg career itself can b a boastful sub of his parents...&lt;br /&gt;3 yrs passed.Nw,evn engg is not enough.prepare4GRE or MBA.ur evry friend is.dnt tell me that again u cant do it.atleast try.dnt evr tell me about wat u like.thats nt a secure profession...then plead 2his friends 'beta tell him hw imp it is4his career.he dnt listen2us'.this goes on n on...until he gets a nice job n fat salary then wat they do is marry him off...n his own dreams,that can wait.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m so tired2write any further........just wana say sumthing.....Follow ur dreams first.............:)&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111168959752770631?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111168959752770631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111168959752770631&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111168959752770631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111168959752770631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/03/bade-hoke-kya-banoge.html' title='Bade hoke kya banoge?'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111159683963375262</id><published>2005-03-23T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:42:29.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment of Happiness</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;our last mid sems over.....k...n went bettr this time except 2dy's paper.it didnt went as i expected.......bt i m tooooooooooo happy to consider it.God, i wana fly.i wana dance.i wana sing....:)&lt;br /&gt;wana know the reason?&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason at all or i can say there r all the reasons in the world.so i wantd 2 save this moment 4 forever.one dnt gt 2 live this moment mny a times....:).2dy i kept smiling all the time.my friends freaked out....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz mid sems r over...&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz nw our cls n friends r closer than evr...&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz i say evrythng that cums in my mind without thinkg of anything else...&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz 2dy i watchd million dollar bby n i loved it.i luv all martial arts n fighting movies.......Destructive nature,u c....:)&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz i luv myself....:)&lt;br /&gt;i m happy bcz i can c u ppl smiling reading my blog.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey saurabh-i knw u frm yrs bt think either u r gt bettr days by days or i hv startd liking u more.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey rohit kaul-rem i knw u frm 11th cls physics tuition. u were alws so shy.i really like talking to u n knowing u better.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey rohit jain-its bn a few days knowing u bt m sure u r as nice as ur blogs r n i already take u as a friend.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m jst too happy to describe.i know i m crazy.........n i like it toobt i m stopping nw or u'll get crazy tooo........:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111159683963375262?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111159683963375262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111159683963375262&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111159683963375262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111159683963375262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/03/moment-of-happiness.html' title='moment of Happiness'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111142343794443268</id><published>2005-03-21T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:43:57.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modi in news again!!</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;sec mid sem,AI went gud also n guess wat after 1st sem,i hv found papers easy.bt one thing nevr changes.the course is only2-3hrs long so i startd at8.00pm in nite b4 the exam evn wen v gt2holidays.bt nw robotics is diff so will try start 2dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial of visa to Narendra Modi(NM),Gujrat CM is one of the controvertial news which covers evrydy newspaper n every news channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US hs nt garntd him visa on the grounds of his communalism theory.i think evry country hs right 2 decide whoevr can land on his country.n inspite of our growing relations with US,it hs denied visa.NM said in his defence that he has not bn convicted by any court so hw cud any other country deny him entry.n then wat all politicians do, he also place everything as an insult to India n his own gujrati people.i dnt mind US decision but wen cums my country name, i gt annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Why shud India suffer frm the misdeeds of one person's obsessiveness of his own community? i take him responsible 4the gujrat massacres. i take L.K Advani responsible 4 demolition of mosque n then riots in the state.n i m sure every responsible citizen wud support me.bt then, NM is electd CM of our democratic ,secular country.i hv to laugh at this irony.&lt;br /&gt;Is there any law which can stop these people giving provocative speech in public.Ofcourse not,v hv freedom to speech as our right.he is not terrorist as defined by our laws bt certainly a fundamentalists who violated the religious freedom grantd to him.&lt;br /&gt;today i heard US stand by his decision of not giving him visa even after wen govt of India intervened.Then my mind changed, they shud give him visa nw.its the matter of our nation's pride.bt also,good things cum in handy.BJP wud definitely try to replace him as CM n this wud be a definite lesson to all other politicians who r a blot on our country n our people.&lt;br /&gt;B4 i gt more vague thoughts.i think i shud stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111142343794443268?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111130159758610059</id><published>2005-03-19T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:46:14.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rajiv Gandhi</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;Rajiv Gandhi- the name only fascinate me a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was 7th PM of our country. born on 20th aug,1994( birth no. 1), means to rule n also he was a leo( which again means the strenght of a lion).even bill gates n clinton has 1 as their lucky no.anywys, evn my name adds up to give 1, so ready to c me with power.&lt;br /&gt;i used to think only LTTE was responsible 4 his assasination bt then i read ULFA(United Liberation Front of Assam), JKLF, Babbar Khalsa- sikh extremists,also frm UK, Canada were all maing plans to kill him.they were making independent n then united plans to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;All the leaders of these gr used to meet in private meeting in n outside India for months n smuggled arms with the common aim to punish rajiv gandhi,as they said.&lt;br /&gt;then on 21th may,1991 he was assaisinated by LTTE tigerss: Nalini,Subha,Dhanu.all others except nalini were killed on spots n nalini confessd n was sentenced to death. but nalini was pardoned by president on the ground tht her husband murugan was also sentenced to death and they had a small child to take care of.. tht child wud hav been orphaned if nalini was also executed...(courtesy Rohit J).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of the american presidents were asasinated&lt;br /&gt;1) Abraham Lincoln(1861-1865)-shot on good friday, 5 days after the end of civil war by john wilkes booth.&lt;br /&gt;2) James A.Garfield by charles j. guiteau on 19,sep.,1881.&lt;br /&gt;3) William Mckinley(1897-1901)&lt;br /&gt;4) John F.Kennedy- youngest man elected as president n the only roman catholic was shot by Lee Harvey Oswald in 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the price 1 has to pay for staying in power?&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111130159758610059?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111130159758610059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111130159758610059&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111130159758610059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/111130159758610059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/2005/03/rajiv-gandhi.html' title='Rajiv Gandhi'/><author><name>sona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689612613747249770</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-11001383.post-111081906228824634</id><published>2005-03-14T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T08:51:02.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why engg?</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wantd to get more than 79% in 10th bcz my big brothr got that in 10th.there hs alws a healthy competition b/w me n my big b.i look up to him n want to do evrythg he does even bettr than him.&lt;br /&gt;Every1 knew he was more intelligent than me n wat i get is bcz of my sheer hard work.wat takes him 1/2 an hr to do ,i used to tk 2hrs n cud find he was still bettr.n he kept teasing me i wont gt more marks than him.bt i got 82%in 10th.i was happy n so was my big b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took bio in 11th bt prepared for engg.so evn i took bio bcz all wantd me to becum a doc.i didnt lik bio at all n wat i wrote in the bio exams,i cant disclose bt all my friends laughed like hell.i prepared for engg also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen my bro sat 4 12th cls exams,the pattrn of papers changd n he end up gt 80% pcm.he was sad n we were shocked.wen it was my time,he used to tease me if i cud gt more marks than his one intelligent friend.i took the challeng n gt 91% pcm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my bro gt thru dce, mechanical engg.he nevr touched buks in engg n still managd to gt 72%in mechanical engg.evn in end sems he roam around n used to study thoda bahut in front of tv.then all i wantd to gt thru DCE,no IIT n no chandigarh/ ip etc...n here i m in ICE.bettr than mechanical,i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he want to do an mba bt wasnt gt mch time in job to prepare bt nw he will, he is in NTPC nw.n i know the yr he wud gt thru mba, i surely will get in tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt nw i m thinkg 'is this really i want?'engg, mba,makes me happy. its a big question mark.it wasnt like i was anytime forced to do this bt i,myself, did it.sumthing is missing in my life.i m nt able to giv my full bcz that doesnt interest me.i hv cum to a situation where probably 10th or 12th cls guys think about.WAT nEXT.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111081906228824634?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111081906228824634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111081906228824634&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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unwashed bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;and pillows.&lt;br /&gt;wat do u say? probably, those people hv no money to get walls white washed, to mend curtains n to wash bedsheets n pillow covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to think the same bt i knew that wasnt the case n then i saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layers of dirt all over the things surrounds u.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that everyday dirt that cums back every few hours of dusting but dirt accumulated from years(and surely, months).n noone dared to try a hand on it.dirt was not only on the things mentioned abve but also on almirahs, books, cupboards, eating plates which i m sure cannot go away even after washing, n not to miss the rats in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not sumthing of my own imagination bt i saw it with my own eyes How can sum1 live in such a place? now i realise how much we have taken for granted frm our parents, the cleanliness around us, where we live, sleep n eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a house which i saw wen i was v young in rahata(a town), near shirdi.&lt;br /&gt;i went to a house of a farmer who used to take care of my uncle's fields.his home was the most superior in all kinds of cleanliness, better than our homes with a 'charpai', chair, small table, n a TV.&lt;br /&gt;i still hv the picture in my mind bcz it greatly appealed to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, does money really matters? i say, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fathr went to his freinds home who is GM in a reputed company n the only thing he said his house was a mess.nothing was in order n that day it was even difficult to get a place to sit.this is everyday case not for just 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sight appaled me so much that i wana take time to thank my parents for making me the person i m, for giving me the clean n dirt free environment where bacterias n viruses dont grow old with me.Now, i know why they take extra care in keepng everything in order n neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the famous saying shud be made into:&lt;br /&gt;"show me ur friends n ur home,n i will know wat kind of person u r "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral: atleast put ur books, ur CDs, ur imp documents in order n clean the surroundings otherwise sum1 will be writing about ur house also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111063824453025900?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111063824453025900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111063824453025900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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novel, message in a bottle.the msg i got is never read a love story.its nowhere near to reality.bt i didnt hv anythng to gt hold of so i read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz suggest a few gud novels.plz no sydney's,no grisham's or jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a fast today.went to mandir also.i dnt like going to mandir on sum special ocassion bcz of so mch crowd,u cant evn prayr quietly.people keep stumbling.sumhw,i dnt undrstand ' sirf jal chada dene se kya puja ho jati hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv seen mny people talking endlessly in temples.i dnt like that either.i only go to mandir wen i want to hv peace within.wen i dnt find any1 to talk to n a few times, wen i get v happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think luving urself, doing watever meant 4 u is imp than going to mandir evryday.i hv seen a friend of mine going to pray evryday even in exams n end up gt lesser marks.n pujya pujari said the time ws nt gud n sum bad forces surrounded him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe in a force that has alws been there but isnt the murals r man made only.we ourselves make them n then pray in front of them.n hw can there be differnt gods for diff religions.&lt;br /&gt;wen i was a kid i used to think i would write sum fictitious story n then bury it in earth n aftr a trillion yrs, people would found that n that wud become a new god story.&lt;br /&gt;after reading DA VINCI CODE,i was shocked to knw histories r changed with the wishes of ruling govt or authority.its a must read novel.&lt;br /&gt;the divinity title is given to those who made extra efforts in everything they do, be that learning, sword figthing, loving n respecting family n the people around.be it God Ram, Jesus or Mother Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hvnt writtn to hurt ny1's feelings bt if i m,then im sry for that.i m not an athiest , i do pray, keep fasts bt there r alws a few questions i dnt hv answer to.&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001383.post-111011458321800101</id><published>2005-03-06T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T05:09:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day participation</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;the special thing about fourth day is i took part in popstars.i thought it wud be jst singing.i cleared prelimins bt then came to knw it has four more rounds in finals which include singing,duet song, duet dance n questionaire round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a bit apprehensive then.i was paired with sum guy frm jmit(nt v sure about the college).i asked rati wat to do.she askd me to be a sport.it was long time bck wen i used to participate bt nw i reaaly dnt knw anything. bt i did participate.i sang the english song but maddy told me i got less marks for attitude.can u tell me wat does attitude means?i got highest marks in duet dance evn wen my knee ws paining.i think i screwed up big time in questionaire.bt i liked to participate again.i wanted to win bt fine it was a gud experience.rati,nisha,jassi,rajesh,somesh were with me all the time.i reaaly liked their support.thanx to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;shruti didnt evn attented the prelims.she ws busy with vikas.i felt bad.bt then every1 has their own preferences.&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes think i m better freinds to my freinds then they r to me.probably every1 thinks this way.&lt;br /&gt;we all danced till 1am n it was more than fun.i didnt care about my knee n kept on dancing.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a few things.i m gud on stage n wud participate in events in future.i m better in dancing than singing.i like being on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-11001383.post-111011349454072122</id><published>2005-03-06T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T08:32:20.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st,2nd n third day(fest)</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;our fest ws rocking.i stayed in hostel for 3 days. enjoyed a lot.first day ws so hot.i stayd in hostel in the morning n came bck homei hd pain in my knee so gt it checkd.ligament tear in my knee.he asked me to take rest so i went to hostel to stay for 3 days.i dont wana exert travelling in buses during fest:).&lt;br /&gt;i wantd to take part in english vocals bt i was late so cudnt.i was feeling so bad.i reaaly wanted to take part.&lt;br /&gt;evn second day went without any consequence.i had trouble walking.wantd to attend rock show bt it startd rain then it started late n we were allowed till 11.30pm only.cudnt dance mch.but i cudnt stop myself wen dj played the song i loved.i dance tooo gud so boys started staring me frm other groups.nisha asked me to stop. it was all so embarrasing.i cudnt evn sit alone.i had to stand with my class group.&lt;br /&gt;third day was the best. weather was nice.i was looking v v smart.it rained also.we had rain dance.nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in nxt blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-111011349454072122?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/111011349454072122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=111011349454072122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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excitd.this time didnt evn attentd dce ka fest so lukg forward for ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best time of my college ws the first sem in dce n the going sem.dce SYNONYM IS' MASTI MASTI N AUR MASTI'we had the largest gr in electricals n within 15 days went to watch dil chahta hai.there ws no end to fun all that sem bt then sum remaind in dce n we came2nsit.bt sumhw i dnt miss dce nw.all the freinds hv split up.keep fighting which i dont undrstand.n nw i thank god i came out of dce n cn hv all the gud memories.&lt;br /&gt;i like NSIt for the people it hs especially my clss n my friends.my gr, my friends r really really nice.no hypocrisy, no bad feelings only caring, friendly, helping(this's no exxateration(wrong spell)).&lt;br /&gt;also this time i hv decided to tk part in mny activities.the first time in college(people who knw me frm school time will b shockd 2 hear this)i ws extrovrt, took part in almost evrything, hd lots n lots of friendsn imagine, me climbing the tree(in 9th cls),playng cricket, hide n seek (in 11th n 12th)in school,no1 cud chase me in cls or in school field.luved everythng in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt then on the way frm my school to college, i lost my confidence, my strength.i used to miss myself, THE REAL ME.Nw i hv startd 2 return bck2 me.i hv startd2luv me again.so i jst wana do watevr i cn in this last sem n last fest.i hv already regrettd a lot n dnt wana regret it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;soni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-110969989473105621?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/110969989473105621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=110969989473105621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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day was pretty bad.i wantd 2 write all about it bt sify networkwas down.bt today m happy,feeling really nice so wont talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we gv campus placement test.aptitude ws easy bt the tech section ws bad for computers so we all switched ovr to electronicsi ws shocked to c their paper.it was damn easy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy frm IIT gv the worst presentatin i cud think of.he ws pissed of bcz no1 ws intrested in knowing his campus connect company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper stard at 2pm instead of 10.30am.my head ws aching.my friends were asking me to leave without giving paper bt i satbcz already i had missed mny papers last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m watching oscars so will cum bck tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-110961405630533327?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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i can see anytime n let all others share their parts so we can have a larger than life picture of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;and then i decided to create my own blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaj ke liye itna hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv&lt;br /&gt;sonika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001383-110906180610872223?l=seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekwithinwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/110906180610872223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001383&amp;postID=110906180610872223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001383/posts/default/110906180610872223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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