<?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-2562777988897315541</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:27:54.641+05:30</updated><category term='irritate'/><category term='Kailash Kher'/><category term='child'/><category term='Fool&apos;s cap paper'/><category term='dad'/><category term='habit'/><category term='Digital Fortress'/><category term='China'/><category term='Hazare'/><category term='blunt people'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='death'/><category term='films'/><category term='birds'/><category term='self'/><category term='white'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='insecure'/><category term='pathram 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century'/><category term='Rahman'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='types of gals'/><category term='monitor'/><category term='class'/><category term='flu'/><category term='age difference'/><category term='unfair'/><category term='muZic'/><category term='Blue'/><category term='adventure sports'/><category term='oxygen parlors'/><category term='ability'/><category term='science'/><category term='AD 2500'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Joke'/><category term='me'/><category term='Kerala'/><category term='mirage'/><category term='recession'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='mallu'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Predictions'/><category term='maze'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Blog Buddy Award'/><category term='kid'/><category term='font'/><category term='Man on moon'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='life'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='student'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Star World'/><category term='food'/><category term='farmville'/><category term='Campus'/><category term='religion'/><category term='survival of fittest'/><category term='vote'/><category term='smiley'/><category term='career minded'/><category term='Orkut'/><category term='symbolic'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='sexy son hypothesis'/><category term='interest'/><category term='Qur&apos;an'/><title type='text'>My Random Thoughts..</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts that buzzzz in my head...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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ഇന്നേക്ക് അദ്ദേഹം പോയിട്ട് 7 വര്ഷം ആയി. ഇരട്ട കുട്ടികളെ കയ്യില്‍ എടുത്തു നടക്കുന്ന കാലത്ത് പോയതാണ്. പിന്നെ ഈ ഏഴു വര്ഷം ഞാന്‍ അനുഭവിച്ച വേദനകളും യാതനകളും.. നിങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ഒരു പക്ഷെ ഇതൊക്കെ ഒരു exaggeration ആയി തോന്നാം. അതിനെ പറ്റി ഒന്നും ഞാന്‍ ഇപ്പോള്‍ പറയുന്നില്ല. ഈ ജന്മം പാഴായി. ആ ഓര്‍മ്മകള്‍ എനിക്ക് കൂട്ടായി, ഈ ജന്മം മുഴുവന്‍ ഉണ്ടാകും എന്ന് കരുതുന്നു.



ഞങ്ങള്‍ പ്രേമിച്ചാണ് വിവാഹം കഴിച്ചത്. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8030824105952126877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8030824105952126877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8030824105952126877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8030824105952126877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/02/cancer.html' title='Cancer'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4215070077506960522</id><published>2012-01-29T23:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:04:57.338+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Burning a lot of bridges these days...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4215070077506960522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4215070077506960522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4215070077506960522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4215070077506960522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/burning-lot-of-bridges-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3543699273744185691</id><published>2012-01-26T01:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:41:03.315+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

വീണ്ടും മലയാളം. ല്ലേ?

ഇതാണ്. എനിക്ക് ഇംഗ്ലീഷില്‍ കരയാന്‍ മാത്രം അറിയില്ല. അതിനു അമ്മയുടെ നാക്കില്‍ നിന്ന്നു കേട്ട് പഠിച്ച മലയാളം തന്നെ ശരണം. ഇടക്കെ മലയാളത്തില്‍ എഴുതാന്‍ ആശ വരും. വായില്‍ തോന്നിയതെല്ലാം എഴുത്തും. ഒരു രസം.

ഒരിക്കലും തിരിച്ചു വായിക്കുമ്പോള്‍ ഞാന്‍ ആണോ എഴുതിയത് എന്ന് ഒറപ്പിക്കാന്‍ സാധിക്കാറില്ല. വേറെ ആരോ എഴുതിയ പോലെ.

വികാരങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ദേവഭാഷ വശമുണ്ട്. അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ മര്‍ത്യയായ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3543699273744185691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3543699273744185691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3543699273744185691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3543699273744185691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-445805884144594946</id><published>2012-01-26T01:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:15:26.329+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

പ്രണയത്തിനു ഒരു നിറം ഉണ്ടെങ്കില്‍ അത് ചുവപ്പാണ്. ഇളം ചുവപ്പ് നിറം.

ഒരു പുഞ്ചിരിയുടെ നിറം.. അറിയില്ല. സ്വര്‍ണ്ണ നിറം ആയിരിക്കണം.

ഒരു വണ്ട്‌ പോലെ.. എവ്ടെയോക്കെയോ അലഞ്ഞു ഞാന്‍ വന്നിരിക്കും പൂവിന്‍ടെ നിറം... അറിയില്ല. ഇത് വരെ ഇരിക്കാന്‍ പൂകള്‍ കിട്ടുമ്പോഴേക്കും അവയെല്ലാം വാടുകയായിരുന്നു പതിവ്.



അകലെ ഒരു പൂവ് കാണുന്നുണ്ട്. എന്നാലും മോഹം മാത്രമേ ഉള്ളു. ഈ പൂവും വാടാനുള്ളതാണ്. മറ്റുള്ളവയെ പോലെ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/445805884144594946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=445805884144594946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/445805884144594946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/445805884144594946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3899351533086940987</id><published>2012-01-23T23:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:04:42.195+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Sometimes, a moment of truth makes life much more easier.
Once you realize your parents mean only good for you, once you realize how much ever you fight with your sibling, you ll love her, once you realize who your real friends are, once you realize God has a plan for you..That is when you know you should relax more :)
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3899351533086940987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3899351533086940987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3899351533086940987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3899351533086940987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-moment-of-truth-makes-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5177674553887350083</id><published>2012-01-08T03:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-08T03:00:01.914+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
I wish I had a love story too...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5177674553887350083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5177674553887350083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5177674553887350083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5177674553887350083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wish-i-had-love-story-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4330346926495740274</id><published>2012-01-04T02:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:48:45.432+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mashed Potatoes</title><summary type='text'>
The other day I realized that sometimes the smallest replies can leave you overwhelmed for long.
I was talking to this friend of mine and suddenly, out of the blue, for a stupid question of mine, he said a single letter and it felt like I was called an angel again. No I am not an angel. If anything, I am that li'l devil who is interning under Lucifer himself. But, for a moment, that single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4330346926495740274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4330346926495740274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4330346926495740274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4330346926495740274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2012/01/mashed-potatoes.html' title='Mashed Potatoes'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7453659668746655907</id><published>2011-12-28T11:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:53:16.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Chronic Skeptic</title><summary type='text'>
The other day, -to be exact, yesterday- I was talking to a friend of mine and suddenly the topic went on to confessions and god and stuff like that. Well, as usual, I think a lot and come up with some observations that I thought I should record here.


Confessions : Typically, the Christian confession to priest. My theory is that, when people did serious wrongs, they were restless and could not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7453659668746655907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7453659668746655907&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7453659668746655907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7453659668746655907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/confessions-of-chronic-skeptic.html' title='Confessions of a Chronic Skeptic'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5729382058621982675</id><published>2011-12-23T23:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:22:35.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Christ-Messy?...</title><summary type='text'>
Long dragging melodious and sad songs interlace my playlist. Others are skipped.
The world around me loses importance at times. This is one such time. I am sure life goes on for others even if I am not listening.

My joy comes from the tree I just finished outside in the verandah for Christmas. It looks heavenly. My sadness or may be just a bit of a gloom, comes from may be the romantic vibes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5729382058621982675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5729382058621982675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5729382058621982675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5729382058621982675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/christ-messy.html' title='Christ-Messy?...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6098115410098306129</id><published>2011-12-18T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:46:07.204+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
When you get your first job but have not joined yet, you are in the best part of your professional life.No tension about the acads. No tension of the professional life either. It is that golden period in between. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6098115410098306129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6098115410098306129&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6098115410098306129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6098115410098306129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-you-get-your-first-job-but-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8651845985098571158</id><published>2011-12-14T10:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:10:14.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Possibilities...</title><summary type='text'>




You cant miss this! And he is making it open source. Man, Respect!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8651845985098571158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8651845985098571158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8651845985098571158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8651845985098571158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/possibilities.html' title='Possibilities...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5385862491769509998</id><published>2011-12-07T20:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:24:21.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Acceptance is out of necessity for peace rather than understanding.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5385862491769509998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5385862491769509998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5385862491769509998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5385862491769509998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/acceptance-is-out-of-necessity-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2053961490503068691</id><published>2011-12-03T17:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T17:44:41.407+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Failures create doubts in the minds of the fickle.
Successes create overconfidence in the minds of the proud.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2053961490503068691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2053961490503068691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2053961490503068691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2053961490503068691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/failures-create-doubts-in-minds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5654251232869913870</id><published>2011-11-18T14:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:07:14.017+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Too much of Facebook. It has become my second nature to search for like buttons.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5654251232869913870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5654251232869913870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5654251232869913870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5654251232869913870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/too-much-of-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2416771604498959070</id><published>2011-11-18T11:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-18T12:02:29.364+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>
Sometimes, I hate thoughts!
They are so random, so very fleeting, that if you do not catch hold of the best and record them, they just vanish with a hint of having been there. Then you will have a constant nag in your mind wondering what it was. Just like now, for me. I don't remember the exact thought I had. I should have recorded it. The only thing I remember now is, it had a wonderful analogy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2416771604498959070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2416771604498959070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2416771604498959070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2416771604498959070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1963014254778222390</id><published>2011-11-16T15:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-16T15:29:35.481+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Outraged!</title><summary type='text'>
What nonsense?!!
If they keep dividing India into smaller states for 'ease of development', why dont we just return the nation to all those 300 princes that ruled us long back? Better still, lets declare all the districts as states!!
All these politicians are so blinded by selfishness and need for power that they do not see any sane sense!
Outrageous!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1963014254778222390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1963014254778222390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1963014254778222390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1963014254778222390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/outraged.html' title='Outraged!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2124754265478763489</id><published>2011-11-14T11:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:18:15.162+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Children's Day!</title><summary type='text'>
A call from my Don and Diva in the early morning, reminding me that am their lovely princess and baby for the rest of our lives.. Yes, that's what makes my Children's day the happiest :)Happy Children's day to all those who are out there. There is a child trapped in every body. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2124754265478763489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2124754265478763489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2124754265478763489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2124754265478763489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-childrens-day.html' title='Happy Children&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4428298561482865129</id><published>2011-11-06T22:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:32:09.858+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
If I had one, I would have had many. And when I have none, I have none at all!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4428298561482865129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4428298561482865129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4428298561482865129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4428298561482865129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-i-had-one-i-would-have-had-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6983561522920744027</id><published>2011-11-04T01:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:09:48.637+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>Workaholic...</title><summary type='text'>
You know one why a person turns out to be a workaholic?
Cos he / she has nothing at home to return to.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6983561522920744027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6983561522920744027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6983561522920744027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6983561522920744027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/11/workaholic.html' title='Workaholic...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2167748811175308112</id><published>2011-10-30T16:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:57:51.263+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
You have two choices. You can either discuss or you can Decide.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2167748811175308112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2167748811175308112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2167748811175308112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2167748811175308112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-have-two-choices.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-766952716303686611</id><published>2011-10-28T11:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:02:56.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
The sms from a girlfriend that can leave you confused [ not a ctrl c ctrl v]"Only after I met you did I start lol-ing in my life."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/766952716303686611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=766952716303686611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/766952716303686611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/766952716303686611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/sms-from-girlfriend-that-can-leave-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4298490555625764639</id><published>2011-10-28T10:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:25:53.058+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
From the day there was social man, there was antisocial man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4298490555625764639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4298490555625764639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4298490555625764639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4298490555625764639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-day-there-was-social-man-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-163784705052009766</id><published>2011-10-24T16:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T16:59:51.664+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmate quote'/><title type='text'>Soul Mates and Jigsaws?</title><summary type='text'>
A soul mate is not someone like you. He is the jigsaw puzzle that looks nothing like you but together, you make a perfect picture!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/163784705052009766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=163784705052009766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/163784705052009766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/163784705052009766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/soul-mates-and-jigsaws.html' title='Soul Mates and Jigsaws?'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2663614707649020571</id><published>2011-10-22T14:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T16:59:51.689+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NitWit</title><summary type='text'>
Some times I wonder... [Well, I always do.] Why dont people give up? Even when they know it is a lost cause... Man is prey to what they call 'hope'. It keeps his heart beating. Some times, the hope in itself is a futile one. Yet, man lives for it.
Mom hopes her challenged child will soon lead a normal life. A teen hopes to find true love. An entrepreneur, the right platform. And it goes on and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2663614707649020571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2663614707649020571&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2663614707649020571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2663614707649020571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/nitwit.html' title='NitWit'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6035334310150915553</id><published>2011-10-13T00:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:33:46.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Restlessness is not a sign of joblessness. It is a sign of abundance of energy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6035334310150915553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6035334310150915553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6035334310150915553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6035334310150915553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/restlessness-is-not-sign-of-joblessness.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1893001216742599812</id><published>2011-10-04T13:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:21:19.168+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Oh!!! This blog is a mess right now! Will soon do the tweaking.. :)Travelogue of my recent backpacking coming up! :)
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1893001216742599812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1893001216742599812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1893001216742599812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1893001216742599812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-this-blog-is-mess-right-now-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8724218992147276902</id><published>2011-09-22T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:04:02.514+05:30</updated><title type='text'>15 Storeys in 2 days!!!!</title><summary type='text'>




I wonder how much work went into the planning phase of this building. Amazing! I do not know how wonderful I would have felt if I had been involved in it. :)
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8724218992147276902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8724218992147276902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8724218992147276902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8724218992147276902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-storeys-in-2-days.html' title='15 Storeys in 2 days!!!!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2820076476063391322</id><published>2011-09-16T01:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-16T01:24:00.085+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><summary type='text'>More choices create more confusion.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2820076476063391322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2820076476063391322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2820076476063391322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2820076476063391322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8484494346509408999</id><published>2011-09-15T01:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:27:16.115+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Damn!</title><summary type='text'>I am frustrated.
At this world full of phonies who act all good to everyone, when their heart is full of hatred.
The world full of hypocrites, who say one thing on face and go do something else behind the back.
Those who show affection till they get their things done.
Those who act friendly till they get what they want.
At all those advice bugs who never care to follow their own damn advises.
The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8484494346509408999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8484494346509408999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8484494346509408999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8484494346509408999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/damn.html' title='Damn!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1528608668745067125</id><published>2011-09-08T22:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:40:44.558+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Random Thought.</title><summary type='text'>The difference between a Wedding and a Marriage :  A wedding lasts for a day. A marriage, for life. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1528608668745067125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1528608668745067125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1528608668745067125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1528608668745067125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thought.html' title='A Random Thought.'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2549065783083172249</id><published>2011-09-06T23:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:04:00.045+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Calling a 2GB pendrive a "MASS STORAGE DEVICE" is unethical and illegal!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2549065783083172249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2549065783083172249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2549065783083172249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2549065783083172249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/calling-2gb-pendrive-mass-storage.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7024967889693908894</id><published>2011-09-05T23:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:02:28.248+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot I had a liver when I drank. Now I don’t have one. It forgot it had a me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7024967889693908894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7024967889693908894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7024967889693908894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7024967889693908894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-forgot-i-had-liver-when-i-drank.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4280664648871627595</id><published>2011-09-04T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:21:21.260+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speechless'/><title type='text'>Speechless - 10</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4280664648871627595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4280664648871627595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4280664648871627595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4280664648871627595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/09/speechless-10.html' title='Speechless - 10'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QupUMaSaAMM/TmOsCPEVgvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qhuRj8iNVfY/s72-c/commenter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6494376671764376565</id><published>2011-08-30T23:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-30T23:32:22.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, you count on some people. And then they prove you wrong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6494376671764376565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6494376671764376565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6494376671764376565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6494376671764376565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes-you-count-on-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1967331938816001306</id><published>2011-08-30T01:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-30T01:03:18.857+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Playing Life's Cards...</title><summary type='text'>They should start making break up cards. It’s very difficult these days to call up and say. :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1967331938816001306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1967331938816001306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1967331938816001306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1967331938816001306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/playing-lifes-cards.html' title='Playing Life&apos;s Cards...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2231341236746856085</id><published>2011-08-26T00:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:25:42.382+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Drriiiiink!</title><summary type='text'>Am drunk. It is not a small decision. I think 20 times before I drink. But the answer always turns out to be a yes. And I drink nevertheless.

[Not autobiographical.]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2231341236746856085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2231341236746856085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2231341236746856085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2231341236746856085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/drriiiiink.html' title='Drriiiiink!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2817639004874985658</id><published>2011-08-24T23:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:25:27.617+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Rose...</title><summary type='text'>I see my daughter going out with the trimmer to the garden and getting a flower and sneaking out every day. One day suspicious whether she was meeting her beau daily, I followed her. After alleys and lanes, I found her in the cemetery, paying respects to my mom.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2817639004874985658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2817639004874985658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2817639004874985658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2817639004874985658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-rose.html' title='My Rose...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2368384362514658438</id><published>2011-08-22T23:41:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:41:00.487+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blushes</title><summary type='text'>My friends had boyfriends. All of them. And I was single. And then, suddenly he came. 

“ Hi can I speak to you in private for some time?” My crush for a year came and asked me...

“Of course yes!” ~ giggles from all around~ 

From all around. I was blushing. 

“Well, I wanted to ask you..” 

“Yes?” I looked at him enquiringly.

“Well... Would you please introduce me to that friend of yours with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2368384362514658438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2368384362514658438&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2368384362514658438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2368384362514658438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/blushes.html' title='Blushes'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6973719907836101684</id><published>2011-08-21T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:41:27.467+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Banjara</title><summary type='text'>Wandering, I wonder if I needed any of those days, I wander more than I ever did in my life. The distance kept increasing every moment. I swore. No, that is more than anyone could take. Singing like a banjara, I swore again. Well, must look like a lunatic. Like I care! I counted my steps. The steps spread out. Like a drunkard's. 

It was summer. Well, it was a summer like this that he left me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6973719907836101684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6973719907836101684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6973719907836101684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6973719907836101684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/08/banjara.html' title='Banjara'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5014246829800008279</id><published>2011-07-27T02:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-27T02:03:35.209+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twitter account ✔
Facebook ✔
Google Plus ✔
Youtube ✔
Messenger ✔
Skype ✔Blog ✔
"Dude do you have a life?"
"OMG!! No, send me the link!" :P
Copy Pasted cos I loved it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5014246829800008279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5014246829800008279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5014246829800008279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5014246829800008279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/twitter-account-facebook-google-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-744284775693993117</id><published>2011-07-22T02:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-22T02:00:32.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts. Again.</title><summary type='text'>It feels nice to walk under the sodium vapor lamps and drink cold chocolate. A walk in the dark. Yes, I donno if you remember, I love the dark. The darkness. It makes me feel good. Safe.
I remembered moments.. Stories... That is exactly why I love my lonely time. It feels good to remember about yourself and chat to yourself.
I sat on the kuttichuvaru as they have named it and thought about it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/744284775693993117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=744284775693993117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/744284775693993117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/744284775693993117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-thoughts-again.html' title='Random Thoughts. Again.'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8216785248299934649</id><published>2011-07-18T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-18T00:00:18.689+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And the other side of the coin is, you dont have much fat to burn in the bloody damn A/Cs!!! x-(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8216785248299934649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8216785248299934649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8216785248299934649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8216785248299934649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-other-side-of-coin-is-you-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2083092137050690866</id><published>2011-07-04T23:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:32:01.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best part of being slim is, you dont have to give a damn of how many calories this chocolate packet has. Or that fried chicken would add to you! :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2083092137050690866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2083092137050690866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2083092137050690866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2083092137050690866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-part-of-being-slim-is-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3679310809628274134</id><published>2011-07-01T08:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:20:19.641+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Dating Site Ad on FB</title><summary type='text'>"Meet and date like minded singles in your city. Trust QuackQuack.in - India's dating experts! Join now - Its clean and it works."

My comment : Really? Quack Quack? Would anyone believe your quacks?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3679310809628274134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3679310809628274134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3679310809628274134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3679310809628274134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/07/dating-site-ad-on-fb.html' title='A Dating Site Ad on FB'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-9138896120551473053</id><published>2011-06-17T13:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:29:49.427+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terrorism is like the mythical creature Hydra. You cut off one head, and two grow in its place.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/9138896120551473053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=9138896120551473053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/9138896120551473053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/9138896120551473053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/terrorism-is-like-mythical-creature.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2537209045461409467</id><published>2011-06-16T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-16T19:25:12.827+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like a teen kid ready for her emo swings filled teens :)

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2537209045461409467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2537209045461409467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2537209045461409467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2537209045461409467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-like-teen-kid-ready-for-her-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5931332210603938960</id><published>2011-06-14T13:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:09:44.754+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Passion</title><summary type='text'>So, someone asked me anonymously what my passion in life is. I mean, I do get a lot of anonymous inbox attendees dont I? :)

Anyways, really, what was it? I donno. I do a lot of things. Mostly things I have a whim to do right then. One day I might be painting my heart out. The next day, you could see me writing stories and poems. The day after that could be singing day. Or business day. But I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5931332210603938960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5931332210603938960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5931332210603938960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5931332210603938960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-passion.html' title='My Passion'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4231086654330694482</id><published>2011-06-06T13:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:43:32.291+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kung fu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2'/><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda 2</title><summary type='text'>Kung fu panda is a lot like Harry Potter. Evil comes, mom saves son. Old bearded fella tells him his 'destiny'. The predictions, marking the opponent... 
Well, aint the best Kung fu panda I saw yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4231086654330694482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4231086654330694482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4231086654330694482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4231086654330694482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/kung-fu-panda-2.html' title='Kung Fu Panda 2'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-138291096898695189</id><published>2011-06-05T01:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:33:56.377+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Albums that kill!</title><summary type='text'>Some people think that everybody is interested in their pics. Right from when they first dirtied a diaper, to when they first thought of killing an ant. So, when you go to their place even for five minutes, they make you sit on the sofa 'come-fort-numbly'. And goes inside. When they come back, you cant see their face. It will be hidden by a stack. A stack of albums.
And then, they settle down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/138291096898695189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=138291096898695189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/138291096898695189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/138291096898695189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/some-people-think-that-everybody-is.html' title='Albums that kill!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4523115943270732243</id><published>2011-06-02T23:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:27:19.679+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have Vested and Brief interests.. :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4523115943270732243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4523115943270732243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4523115943270732243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4523115943270732243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-vested-and-brief-interests.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5594466400001328698</id><published>2011-05-29T17:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-29T17:34:30.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best of not knowing a language is, you dont understand anything dirty either. ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5594466400001328698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5594466400001328698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5594466400001328698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5594466400001328698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-of-not-knowing-language-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3121443745599867938</id><published>2011-05-26T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:49:18.987+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The pleasure is not only when you are the reason for someone's smile but also, someone's frustration. ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3121443745599867938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3121443745599867938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3121443745599867938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3121443745599867938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/pleasure-is-not-only-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5885362262495750675</id><published>2011-05-18T09:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:50:42.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Girls + Girls = fights.
Boys + Boys = fun
Girls + Boys =&gt;
Boys have fights over girls and Girls have fun watching them. :P :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5885362262495750675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5885362262495750675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5885362262495750675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5885362262495750675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/girls-girls-fights.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4815471842783322858</id><published>2011-05-17T09:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:06:18.020+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dont remember the last time I wrote down my random thoughts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4815471842783322858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4815471842783322858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4815471842783322858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4815471842783322858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-remember-last-time-i-wrote-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6716060864245212630</id><published>2011-05-14T21:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:03:20.547+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy son hypothesis'/><title type='text'>The sexy kid.</title><summary type='text'>The sexy son hypothesis states that females may initially choose a trait because it improves the survival of their young, but once this preference has become widespread, females must continue to choose the trait, even if it becomes harmful. Those that do not will have sons that are unattractive to most females (since the preference is widespread) and so receive few matings.

Comment : - Probably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6716060864245212630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6716060864245212630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6716060864245212630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6716060864245212630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/sexy-kid.html' title='The sexy kid.'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7876613497987676123</id><published>2011-05-09T09:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:55:36.165+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you cant define it, dont loosely use it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7876613497987676123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7876613497987676123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7876613497987676123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7876613497987676123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-cant-define-it-dont-loosely-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6950378297169877856</id><published>2011-05-06T21:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:02:31.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The End..</title><summary type='text'>Yes, she was the most beautiful thing ever for me. I know it sounds crazy. Because the way she looks is nothing but ordinary. You may not even notice her in a crowd of girls. But the way she is, it is just plain awesome. Her eyes look like that of a deer's. No, I am not joking. Ask anyone who knows her. I know a lot of guys have told  her so too.  [Pretty bold moves from those @#%$%!] It is their</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6950378297169877856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6950378297169877856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6950378297169877856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6950378297169877856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/end.html' title='The End..'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-540567312671138287</id><published>2011-05-04T09:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:45:34.331+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just realized I need 3 more years :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/540567312671138287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=540567312671138287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/540567312671138287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/540567312671138287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-realized-i-need-3-more-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-581337926379824501</id><published>2011-04-30T09:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:03:54.977+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some Links I wanted to Share...</title><summary type='text'>This link is about arranged marriages. Well, yes, in a plane, that is how it works. And it is better you find love after you are sure you can be together, instead of be together and then lose love. :)

Then, about mallus. It is well known that a northie can never have what they call the 'coconut filled' food of mallus. Here, is an answer to them. And yeah, accept it or not, we ARE coconut babies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/581337926379824501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=581337926379824501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/581337926379824501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/581337926379824501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-link-i-wanted-to-share.html' title='Some Links I wanted to Share...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6252846418980739571</id><published>2011-04-30T08:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-30T08:10:58.683+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No, it is not about how many women a man has been with. But, how long he has been with that single one. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6252846418980739571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6252846418980739571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6252846418980739571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6252846418980739571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-it-is-not-about-how-many-women-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8985945483668307994</id><published>2011-04-29T21:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:22:31.641+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little does a man know that his smile is creating a flutter in another heart. Little does a baby know, that the finger inside its hand feels the awesomest feeling in the whole world. Little do I know, what a small act of mine is doing to another.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8985945483668307994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8985945483668307994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8985945483668307994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8985945483668307994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-does-man-know-that-his-smile-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-835334857606418284</id><published>2011-04-27T17:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T19:04:26.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speechless'/><title type='text'>Speechless - 9</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/835334857606418284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=835334857606418284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/835334857606418284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/835334857606418284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/speechless-9.html' title='Speechless - 9'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2XGdM5GeaOo/TbVhWa191nI/AAAAAAAAAXk/e04pjnzCHOg/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3820675856767286615</id><published>2011-04-26T08:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:00:00.367+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satya Sai Baba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hazare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>Godmen, Thoughts and Other Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Oh yes, the world of Indians is buzzing with the Godman news. The place is buzzing with memoirs and stories. One lady even died of a heart attack when she heard about this, in Bengalluru.
I am a skeptic. About Godmen in general. In fact, about God in its widely accepted form. And yeah, men in general again.
So, talking about Godmen, an official two day mourning in the state is very uncalled for. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3820675856767286615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3820675856767286615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3820675856767286615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3820675856767286615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/godmen-thoughts-and-other-stuff.html' title='Godmen, Thoughts and Other Stuff'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3203414747125613465</id><published>2011-04-25T13:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:06:59.634+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pandora with Pandora</title><summary type='text'>I wrote my first post as myself in my college's unofficial blog. The new avatar for that blog, "Pandora" has taken birth. I am the first lady to be on the author's list. And, started off with a small controversy which makes me giggle every time I think of it. Go check the maiden post by me, as me. Special mention about the comments. That is what makes me giggle at someone's frustration. Go check </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3203414747125613465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3203414747125613465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3203414747125613465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3203414747125613465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/pandora-with-pandora.html' title='Pandora with Pandora'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5660232612979987880</id><published>2011-04-22T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:21:41.289+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GPS and Hostel Stories...</title><summary type='text'>I never knew I would use a GPS to navigate around a city. Well, I did that today. Not exactly around a city, but a max of 500 meters. Well, it is a lot to me. I lost my way only once! Yay! So either ways, I got to know that there are no shops that sell things I need anywhere in the 500 meter radius of my hostel. Or office. And I don’t really know if I made a complete real good circle around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5660232612979987880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5660232612979987880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5660232612979987880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5660232612979987880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/04/gps-and-hostel-stories.html' title='GPS and Hostel Stories...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8560319289867961294</id><published>2011-03-29T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:00:56.629+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bad Apples And The Good Ones...</title><summary type='text'>The other day, I was walking back from college. We, I and my friend, had reached the main road outside. On the way, we met 4 guys from my batch. Well, as anywhere, there will be bad apples and good apples in a basket of 'em. They were considered bad by most. I donno cos I have only heard of their 'baddisms' and am not really in close encounters with them. Except for them teasing me with something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8560319289867961294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8560319289867961294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8560319289867961294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8560319289867961294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-apples-and-good-ones.html' title='Bad Apples And The Good Ones...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4706861270070359486</id><published>2011-03-28T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:43:33.888+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surprising!</title><summary type='text'>
"my boyfriend wakes me up at night" &lt; Search of this phrase has lead to my blog. Not once, but many times. God knows why! I have never written about a boy friend who wakes me up at night..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4706861270070359486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4706861270070359486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4706861270070359486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4706861270070359486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprising.html' title='Surprising!'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4719376451833423515</id><published>2011-03-27T09:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-27T09:08:58.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><title type='text'>Impossible Chennai</title><summary type='text'>There are two impossible smells in Chennai.

The smell of the roads. The damn dirty roads smell like "god-knows-what" all the time. People litter, sh*t, pee, spit and what not, right on the road. I some times wonder why I carry the litter around till I find a dust bin. I should also be throwing things around.
The smell of their temples. God! It is so awesome, I feel its heaven. Our temples back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4719376451833423515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4719376451833423515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4719376451833423515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4719376451833423515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/impossible-chennai.html' title='Impossible Chennai'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-4680401833090187925</id><published>2011-03-24T19:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:10:18.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rood Food 4</title><summary type='text'>I had spicey food, just to see if I am alright. And the stomach ache killed me. Thanks to a friend and her medicine, I was saved. I really thought I would die again.
Dammit man, we need some ointments for bruises and scratches inside the body, so that they heal when we consume them.
"Edible Ointment" Eat it and Forget it! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/4680401833090187925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=4680401833090187925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4680401833090187925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/4680401833090187925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/rood-food-4.html' title='Rood Food 4'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8420520805730287081</id><published>2011-03-12T21:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:59:39.609+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been a long oblong time since I thought about spirituality. Today, I again was lead to it by something. Anyways, mom had already put a rosary around my neck before coming and threatened me that she ll murder me if I remove it. So much for which won, love or rebellion. I remember the days I used to rebel. Well, religion and spirituality still does not go hand in hand for me. But still I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8420520805730287081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8420520805730287081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8420520805730287081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8420520805730287081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-has-been-long-oblong-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5367834625859132938</id><published>2011-03-12T00:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-12T00:24:50.549+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I only want to be that smile that comes to your lips when you think about the times we spent together. :) :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5367834625859132938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5367834625859132938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5367834625859132938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5367834625859132938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-only-want-to-be-that-smile-that-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6992345395584161784</id><published>2011-03-08T18:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:29:03.075+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Women's Day Special</title><summary type='text'>Woman's day.
Yeah, in the morning, I found roommies wearing pink and red and discussing cakes and then remembered. It is woman's day. But seriously, do we do justice by keeping a single day for women? Another of Archies' tactics probably. But still, for what a woman does in the sphere of her influence, can not be jammed into a single day.

Lemme take my mom. She manages the house work by the time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6992345395584161784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6992345395584161784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6992345395584161784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6992345395584161784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/womens-day-special.html' title='Women&apos;s Day Special'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5690090250213076606</id><published>2011-03-06T21:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:45:05.184+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rood Food 2</title><summary type='text'>Well, if there is something I crib about all the time now, its food. Dosa in the morning - twice - without anything that tastes remotely spicy. Curd rice in the noon from wherever I can get it. Lays in between. - OK, dont temme I cant eat it. Cos I can. And I will. :-| -Night is the problem. I dont find anything I can stick to. Thought I ll cook and eat porridge. But then, I am a lazy bum and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5690090250213076606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5690090250213076606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5690090250213076606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5690090250213076606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/rood-food-2.html' title='Rood Food 2'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8979346904534865356</id><published>2011-03-04T20:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:35:47.039+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Status Update</title><summary type='text'>So, when I should have been studying about interpersonal behaviors, I am typing things out here.
The coming week is gonna be hectic for me.
IPE mid sems, RSM research project, RSM take home, COMA test [ which is one of the aftereffects of a 2 weeks' leave.], OM mid sems... That is, without the sche'duel'led surprises. :P
Good news, along with being a shocking one, is that the RSM prof was the one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8979346904534865356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8979346904534865356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8979346904534865356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8979346904534865356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/03/status-update.html' title='A Status Update'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-848544859936235938</id><published>2011-02-24T14:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:47:03.001+05:30</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><summary type='text'>Warning : This post contains swear words that I have used to my heart's content. If you are sensitive to them, dont read further. Otherwise, continue. Not that it would interest you much. Still...
The seriousness of whatever has happened hit me just now. Missed exams, presentations, group formings and classes. Cant find good enough swear words to fill up the gaps between full stops and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/848544859936235938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=848544859936235938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/848544859936235938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/848544859936235938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1537760267609425810</id><published>2011-02-07T23:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:30:18.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For a quarter decade, the guy runs behind Aishwarya Rai. Then he gets married to his! :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1537760267609425810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1537760267609425810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1537760267609425810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1537760267609425810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-quarter-decade-guy-runs-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8982763677629203970</id><published>2011-02-04T18:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-04T18:30:22.749+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unwell. Mental is more detrimental.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8982763677629203970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8982763677629203970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8982763677629203970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8982763677629203970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/unwell.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1552636532970269157</id><published>2011-02-01T21:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:51:06.104+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If God created man in his image, why do you and I look so very different?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1552636532970269157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1552636532970269157&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1552636532970269157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1552636532970269157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-god-created-man-in-his-image-why-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2041273175980382929</id><published>2011-02-01T21:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:07:36.348+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dont have fun with people who play to win.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2041273175980382929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2041273175980382929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2041273175980382929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2041273175980382929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-have-fun-with-people-who-play-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7279349253290291640</id><published>2011-02-01T20:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:13:42.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are two types of people in the world. The ones with information and the ones without.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7279349253290291640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7279349253290291640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7279349253290291640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7279349253290291640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/02/there-are-two-types-of-people-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-3557020703545020347</id><published>2011-01-30T08:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T09:08:04.178+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Matters...</title><summary type='text'>
This is for those people who just got out of a relationship. Or in hopeless relationships either because of chicken partners or cause of something or the other.So, the strategy is, see the better side. Like, you learned a hell lot. No, don’t temme you didn’t. You at least learned what not to look for in a guy. Or when not to trust a gal. When to see a red signal...Plus, you had some really good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3557020703545020347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=3557020703545020347&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3557020703545020347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/3557020703545020347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/relationship-matters.html' title='Relationship Matters...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7816488625417024974</id><published>2011-01-26T09:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:24:02.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is like a beautiful sunrise. The rise is awesome. Heat in the noon is unbearable. And then we relax in the dusk. In the mean time, I wonder if anyone notices the flowers on the side....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7816488625417024974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7816488625417024974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7816488625417024974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7816488625417024974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-like-beautiful-sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5701108635039657160</id><published>2011-01-26T00:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:59:03.585+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The one on Love...</title><summary type='text'>The other day, someone was telling me to write a post on love. Now, why would I write one on love? Just like the other posts. Randomly.
So, whats love? God knows. As in, they say it is this. But is it this? I googled 'what is love?'. Is it what takes all your pain away? I dont think so. Love could be pain too. Sometimes, a pain in the bum.
Is it - like Mark Twain said- an irresistible desire to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5701108635039657160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5701108635039657160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5701108635039657160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5701108635039657160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-on-love.html' title='The one on Love...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1835062549260151099</id><published>2011-01-19T23:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:42:00.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wish I finished living and passed on to the next level. Life is like a computer game. You know, you get troubles, you get other things.. You get bonus points, you get levels, promotions...And one day, you complete one grand level and you pass on to the next.Wonder what is up there.. Or down... In the next level.You know, I think we should not call dead people dead. It gives a negative</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1835062549260151099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1835062549260151099&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1835062549260151099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1835062549260151099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-i-wish-i-finished-living-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5324915121949754622</id><published>2011-01-18T20:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:15:40.042+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Akhil Chandra Sen wrote this letter to the Sahibganj divisional railway office in 1909. It is on display at the Railway Museum in New Delhi. It was also reproduced under the caption “Travelers' Tales" in the Far Eastern Economic Review.

"I am arrive by passenger train Ahmedpur station and my belly is too much swelling with jackfruit. I am therefore went to privy. Just I doing the nuisance that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5324915121949754622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5324915121949754622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5324915121949754622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5324915121949754622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/akhil-chandra-sen-wrote-this-letter-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7638206058784039268</id><published>2011-01-18T19:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:36:13.663+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know people who refresh cricinfo :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7638206058784039268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7638206058784039268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7638206058784039268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7638206058784039268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-know-people-who-refresh-cricinfo-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7294626341730416198</id><published>2011-01-18T19:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:14:15.929+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have too many aunties now... Oops! Anti-biotics now!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7294626341730416198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7294626341730416198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7294626341730416198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7294626341730416198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-too-many-aunties-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-1419649327224768546</id><published>2011-01-16T13:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:02:22.233+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uses of farmville'/><title type='text'>What Farmville Taught Me...</title><summary type='text'>So, there was this time I hated people for sending me farmville requests and posting on my wall about their farmville stuff. I mean, you have to clean your profile and wall like a trash bin every day cos people send you requests. Every day, "Bubilidubilidoo sent you a request on farmville." I dont want the hell of this thing on my profile, I would scream out in desperation. And I even joined a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1419649327224768546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=1419649327224768546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1419649327224768546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/1419649327224768546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-farmville-taught-me.html' title='What Farmville Taught Me...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2143586598482309256</id><published>2011-01-14T19:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:10:12.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people are a big pain in the a$$ that you ignore them totally, even if they dance naked in front of you.

BTW, even that would be a pain in the bum if you ask me, their dancing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2143586598482309256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2143586598482309256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2143586598482309256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2143586598482309256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-people-are-big-pain-in-a-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5097359971235995099</id><published>2011-01-13T22:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:07:58.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fool&apos;s cap paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blunt people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bachelor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>A Good Day...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a good day. :)
Oh well, it was a flood of good news.. And one jackpot. Ha! Jackpot being a confirmation on something I have been waiting for. Another was a legacy, being proposed to be passed on. Well, in course of time probably I ll tell you.
Another one, that some people whom I didnt think are still reading my blog, said they are and that they have recommended it to some others. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5097359971235995099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5097359971235995099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5097359971235995099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5097359971235995099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-day.html' title='A Good Day...'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-8027124766686891404</id><published>2011-01-09T09:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-09T09:46:54.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time Travel.</title><summary type='text'>Yeah yet another argument you cant travel in  time. This time I am pretty sure I am right.
Well, traveling at the speed of light would not take you back in time. Why?
Why because, as you travel faster than light, you see the light that was sent as much time before as the speed increases.
But, you only see an image of the place or person. The time has actually passed and you cant take it back. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8027124766686891404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=8027124766686891404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8027124766686891404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/8027124766686891404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-travel.html' title='Time Travel.'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/TSk2JEtCzGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/_B_UL_hiPNE/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6986061028222072278</id><published>2011-01-07T00:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:23:18.324+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speechless'/><title type='text'>Speechless - 8</title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to someone who likes all my Speechless 'Cartoons' :)
Cheerz!
DN</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6986061028222072278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6986061028222072278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6986061028222072278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6986061028222072278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2011/01/speechless-8.html' title='Speechless - 8'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/TSYOvajmbOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BLY2xmOtNSM/s72-c/vgh1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-986946232310743525</id><published>2010-12-30T18:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:51:13.401+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The year that passed..</title><summary type='text'>Cant believe a year has passed. In the beginning of the year I was nowhere and trying to decide if I should go for an MA in Linguistics or an MBA in HR. I also had no idea whether I really wanted a boyfriend or not. I had no idea that I would be active on Facebook. I didnt imagine I would meet a couple of friends from net. And still better, that they would turn out to be verrrry good friends. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/986946232310743525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=986946232310743525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/986946232310743525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/986946232310743525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-that-passed.html' title='The year that passed..'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6049678926837373869</id><published>2010-12-27T20:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:35:17.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jet lag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s own country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='place lag'/><title type='text'>Did you have a 'Place Lag' yet?</title><summary type='text'>After a long time, a long post. The old funny tinge back. Or so I felt after I typed this out.
Anways, it is all about how they should coin the word or may be the term "place lag" just the same way they said "jet lag".
Why?
Is why even a question? *roll eyes!*

As soon as I landed back from Chennai for my holidays back to Kerala, God's own country, I felt this peculiar need to coin that term. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6049678926837373869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6049678926837373869&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6049678926837373869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6049678926837373869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/did-you-have-place-lag-yet.html' title='Did you have a &apos;Place Lag&apos; yet?'/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-7980016738622556844</id><published>2010-12-17T22:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:39:18.609+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people are Hippos. Others are "Hippo-crites". I hate the second category more!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7980016738622556844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=7980016738622556844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7980016738622556844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/7980016738622556844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-people-are-hippos.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-6604868020883535604</id><published>2010-12-14T10:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:13:17.593+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why dont a million visitors visit my blog every day?

PS- Now, its your turn to be rude and funny. :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/6604868020883535604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=6604868020883535604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6604868020883535604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/6604868020883535604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-dont-million-visitors-visit-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5102494084292736412</id><published>2010-12-08T10:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:31:24.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why are we humans the only people who have 'gods'? How come animals live normal without it? :?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5102494084292736412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5102494084292736412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5102494084292736412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5102494084292736412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-are-we-humans-only-people-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-751682347451154621</id><published>2010-12-03T17:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T17:37:43.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The other day I saw a cockroach on the bathroom tap of my hostel. It looked like it was dancing. That must be how cockroaches 'tap' dance!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/751682347451154621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=751682347451154621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/751682347451154621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/751682347451154621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/12/other-day-i-saw-cockroach-on-bathroom.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-5593293297142083816</id><published>2010-11-30T23:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:06:18.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss you blog! :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5593293297142083816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=5593293297142083816&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5593293297142083816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/5593293297142083816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-you-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562777988897315541.post-2392939923745982283</id><published>2010-11-28T21:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:53:13.605+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It takes so much luck, to find a person who feels you are the most beautiful person on earth. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/feeds/2392939923745982283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2562777988897315541&amp;postID=2392939923745982283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2392939923745982283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2562777988897315541/posts/default/2392939923745982283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrandomthotzz.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-takes-so-much-luck-to-find-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Durga Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11940087710296643871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AIBS1Yajqyw/SAwhJ7TNzTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K7TwwdyjLuM/S220/wiak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
