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What to do.. me is like this only! :))</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-115141054831848779</id><published>2006-06-17T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:15:48.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the BIG one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/619-blonde.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an Irony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/615-ironic-sign.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/615-ironic-sign.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party Animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/624-party-animal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/7.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/6.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114690226032828747?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114690226032828747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114690226032828747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114690226032828747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114690226032828747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/painted-on-hand-amazing.html' title='Painted on hand.. Amazing!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114663089634818747</id><published>2006-05-02T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:34:56.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HR Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(73, 73, 73);"&gt;HOW  TO RECRUIT THE RIGHT PERSON FOR THE JOB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put about 100 bricks in some  particular order in a closed room with an&lt;br /&gt;open window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then send 2 or  3 candidates in the room and close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave them alone and come  back after 6 hours and then analyze the&lt;br /&gt;situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are  counting the bricks....Put them in the accounts department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are  recounting them...Put them in auditing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they have messed up the whole  place with the bricks...Put them in&lt;br /&gt;engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are arranging  the bricks in some strange order...Put them in&lt;br /&gt;planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are  throwing the bricks at each other...Put them in operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are  sleeping...Put them in security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they have broken the bricks into  pieces...Put them in information&lt;br /&gt;technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are sitting  idle...Put them in human resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they say they have tried  different combinations, yet not a brick has&lt;br /&gt;been moved...Put them in  sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they have already left for the day...Put them in marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are staring out of the window...Put them on strategic  planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last but not least...If they are talking to each other  and not&lt;br /&gt;a single brick has been moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulate them and put them  in top management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114663089634818747?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114663089634818747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114663089634818747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114663089634818747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114663089634818747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/hr-lessons.html' title='HR Lessons'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114663072702341043</id><published>2006-05-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:32:07.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now                  is the month of Maying,&lt;br /&gt;                When merry lads are playing.&lt;br /&gt;                Fa la la...&lt;br /&gt;                Each with his bonny lass,&lt;br /&gt;                upon the greeny grass.&lt;br /&gt;                Fa la la...&lt;br /&gt;                The Spring clad all in gladness,&lt;br /&gt;                Doth laugh at winter's sadness.&lt;br /&gt;                Fa la la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#336633;"&gt;©                  Thomas Morley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy                May folks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some trivia on May...The name                for the month of 'May' has been believed to derive from 'Maia',                who was revered as the Roman 'Goddess of Springtime, of Growth and                Increase', and the mother of 'Mercury', the winged messenger of                the Gods. Yet this is disputed as before these deities featured                in mythology the name 'Maius' or 'Magius', taken from the root 'Mag',                meaning the 'Growing month' or 'Shooting month' was used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660033;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660033;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;               &lt;/marquee&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother's day falls on May 14th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother's Day is a time of                commemoration and celebration for Mom. It is a time of breakfast                in bed, family gatherings, and crayon scribbled "I Love You"s.                Someone said you know you are a mom when you stop criticizing the                way your mother raised you. So here's something for my mom! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3300ff;"&gt;Thank You Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3300ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I know how often I took                you for granted&lt;br /&gt;              when I was growing up.&lt;br /&gt;              I always assumed you'd be there&lt;br /&gt;              when I needed you...&lt;br /&gt;              and you always were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3300ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But                I never really thought about what that meant&lt;br /&gt;              till I got older and began to realize&lt;br /&gt;              how often your time and energy were devoted to me.&lt;br /&gt;              so now, for all the times I didn't say it before,&lt;br /&gt;              thank you, Mom.... I love you so very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:-))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114663072702341043?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114663072702341043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114663072702341043&amp;isPopup=true' title='77 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114663072702341043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114663072702341043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-mania.html' title='May Mania'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114449247372250236</id><published>2006-04-08T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T03:34:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink &amp; Drive ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/pic24069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/pic24069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114449247372250236?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114449247372250236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114449247372250236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114449247372250236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114449247372250236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/drink-drive.html' title='Drink &amp; Drive ?'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114405019876954239</id><published>2006-04-03T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:43:18.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/tweetyinaprildt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/tweetyinaprildt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The April Spring has really come, with sky so blue and air is so warm&lt;br /&gt;With birds chirping a lovely sound..the leaves falling on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being busy day and night, we forget to enjoy the delightful sight&lt;br /&gt;And when the work is done for the day, totally fagged out ..we just lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could enjoy this April sun, do nothing and have some fun!&lt;br /&gt;I could just leave and run away, right now..in the middle of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia is boring someone said... but let me tell you its been read&lt;br /&gt;April is a National Poetry Month it says... Here's a peom called an April Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the warm sun, that brings&lt;br /&gt;Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,&lt;br /&gt;'T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs&lt;br /&gt;The first flower of the plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the season well,&lt;br /&gt;When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,&lt;br /&gt;Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell&lt;br /&gt;The coming-on of storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the earth's loosened mould&lt;br /&gt;The sapling draws its sustenance, and thrives;&lt;br /&gt;Though stricken to the heart with winter's cold,&lt;br /&gt;The drooping tree revives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The softly-warbled song&lt;br /&gt;Comes from the pleasant woods, and colored wings&lt;br /&gt;Glance quick in the bright sun, that moves along&lt;br /&gt;The forest openings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bright sunset fills&lt;br /&gt;The silver woods with light, the green slope throws&lt;br /&gt;Its shadows in the hollows of the hills,&lt;br /&gt;And wide the upland glows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the eve is born,&lt;br /&gt;In the blue lake the sky, o'er-reaching far,&lt;br /&gt;Is hollowed out and the moon dips her horn,&lt;br /&gt;And twinkles many a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inverted in the tide&lt;br /&gt;Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw,&lt;br /&gt;And the fair trees look over, side by side,&lt;br /&gt;And see themselves below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet April! many a thought&lt;br /&gt;Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought,&lt;br /&gt;Life's golden fruit is shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An April Day © Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparna ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114405019876954239?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114405019876954239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114405019876954239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114405019876954239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114405019876954239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-april.html' title='Happy April !!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114378110905062896</id><published>2006-03-30T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:58:29.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Microsoft !</title><content type='html'>Most recent email forward received... Good but not great!!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;LETTER TO MICROSOFT:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear  Microsoft Technical Support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I  am  desperate for some help. I recently  upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and found that the new program began giving unexpected errors and also  took up a lot of space and  valuable resources. This wasn't mentioned in  the  product  brochure.  In addition Wife 1.0 installs itself into all other  programs and launches during system initialization where it monitors all other system activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Applications such as Boys Night Out 2.5, and Cricket 5.3 no longer run and crash the system whenever selected. Attempting to operate Saturday Sports, Bar  6.3  always fails  but Saturday Shopping 7.1 runs instead. I cannot seem  to  keep Wife  1.0 in the background whilst attempting to run any of my favorite applications. I am thinking about  going  back to Girlfriend7.0  but  uninstall doesn't work on this program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With  regards,&lt;br /&gt;John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REPLY FROM MICROSOFT: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear  John,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         This is a very common problem resulting from a basic misunderstanding. Many men upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife  1.0 thinking  that Wife  1.0  is  merely  a  UTILITIES &amp; ENTERTAINMENT program.Whereas Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM designed by its creator to run everything. You are unlikely to be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still convert back to Girlfriend 7.0 as Wife 1.0 is not designed to do this and it is impossible  to uninstall, delete or purge the program files from the system once installed. Some  people  have  tried  to install Girlfriend 8.0 or wife 2.0 but have ended up with even more problems. (See in manual under alimony Support and Solicitors Fees). Having Wife1.0 installed myself I recommend you keep it installed and deal with the difficulties as best you can. When any faults  or problems occur, whatever you think has caused them, you must run the  C:\I APOLOGISE  program and avoid attempting to use the * Esc-key. It may  be  necessary  to  run C:\I APOLOGISE a number of times but hopefully eventually the operating system will return to normal. Wife  1.0  although a very high maintenance program can be very rewarding. To get the most out of it consider buying additional software such as Flowers  2.0  and  Chocolates 5.0. Do not under any circumstances install Secretary36.24.36  (Short  Skirt  version) as  this  is  not  a supported application for Wife 1.0 and the system  will almost  certainly crash. Thank you for using the program!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With  regards,&lt;br /&gt;Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  In no case try to install the free software  (Mother-in-Law 1.0) that comes with  WIFE 1.0 operating system. Installing  the software would lead to  Not  Responding  messages from Wife1.0  operating system&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114378110905062896?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114378110905062896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114378110905062896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114378110905062896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114378110905062896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/letter-to-microsoft.html' title='Letter to Microsoft !'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114361621951424441</id><published>2006-03-28T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:10:19.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India by 2020</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very old one but adding to my collection -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114361621951424441?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114361621951424441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114361621951424441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114361621951424441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114361621951424441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/india-by-2020.html' title='India by 2020'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114326799963113859</id><published>2006-03-24T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:26:39.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Surd !!</title><content type='html'>Srdr: I hav'nt slept all nite in the train.&lt;br /&gt;Frnd: Y?&lt;br /&gt;Srdr: Got upper berth.&lt;br /&gt;Frnd: Y did'nt u Xchnged?&lt;br /&gt;Srdr: oye, there was nobody 2 Xchng in the lower berth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar tells a girl "Come 2 my house at nite, nobody will b there.....&lt;br /&gt;Girl goes at night &amp; realy nobody was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sardar invested 2 Lakhs in a business and Suffered huge Loss. Do u know what the business was? He opened a Saloon in Punjab!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Teacher lecturing on population - In India after Every 10 sec a women gives birth to a kid.&lt;br /&gt;A Sardar stands up- we must find &amp;amp; stop her!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar-why r all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man- This is a race, the winner will get the cup.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar-If only the winner will get the cup, why r others running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar had twins; he named them Tin Martin.&lt;br /&gt;Again had twins &amp; named Peter &amp;amp; Repeater.&lt;br /&gt;again twins &amp; named Max &amp;amp; Climax.&lt;br /&gt;Again d same. Disgusted Sardar named them TIRED &amp; RETIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 SARDARS WENT 4A FILM.ON ASKING THEM Y THEY CAME IN A BIG GROUP OF 19? THEY REPLIED THAT THE FILM WAS ONLY FOR ABOVE 18...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sardharji photographer focusing a dead body's&lt;br /&gt;face in a funeral function, suddenly all relatives beat him why? He said "SMILE PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I killed a person" convert this sentence into future tense. Sardar:The future tense is "u will go to jail".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srdr gets ready,wears tie,coat,goes out,climbs tree,&lt;br /&gt;sits on the branch regularly.&lt;br /&gt;A man asks why he does this.&lt;br /&gt;Srdr:"I've been promoted as branch manager."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji standing below a tube light with a open mouth......... WHY? because his doctor advised him "Todays dinner should be light"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji was filling up application form for a job.&lt;br /&gt;He was not sure as to what to be filled in column "Salary Expected". After much thought he wrote : Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARDAR &amp;amp; FAMILY GO 2 A PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;HE INTRODUCES HIMSELF - I SARDAR,SHE SARDARNEE, THE BOY MY KID &amp; THE GIRL MY KIDNEY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sardarji professor asked a plumber to come to his college. U knw Why? Because he wanted to check where the question paper is leaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar told his servant: Go and water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;Servant:It"s already raining. Sardar:So what take an umbrella and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa! Your daughter has died!&lt;br /&gt;Depressed, Sardar jumps from 100th floor&lt;br /&gt;At 50th floor he remembers I don't have a daughter!&lt;br /&gt;At 25flr:I'm unmarried!&lt;br /&gt;At 10flr:I'm Banta not santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A ROMANTIC DATE SARDARS GIRL FRIEND ASKS HIM,DARLING ON OUR ENGAGEMENT WILL U GIVE ME A RING? HE SAID YA SURE WHATS YOUR PHONE NUMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar found the answer to the most difficult question ever - What will come first, Chicken or egg? O Yaar, what ever u order first will come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dog was chasing a Sardar and the Sardar was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;A bystander: why are u laughing?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: I have a Airtel cell phone but still hutch network is following me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar wins 20 cr from Rs. 20 lottery ticket.&lt;br /&gt;Dealer gave 11 cr after deducting tax.&lt;br /&gt;Angry Sardar: "Give me 20cr or else return my 20 Rs back.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher told all students in a class to write an&lt;br /&gt;essay on a cricket match.All were busy writing except one Sardarji.He wrote"DUE TO RAIN, NO MATCH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postman:- I Have To Come 5 Miles To Deliver U This Packet &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar:- why did u come so far. Instead u could have posted it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a sardar do after taking a xerox?&lt;br /&gt;He will compare it with the original for any spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sardar proposed a Girl......&lt;br /&gt;Girl said 'I'm 1yr elder to you'......&lt;br /&gt;Sardar said 'Oye No Problem Soniye,I'll marry you NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CANT SARDARS DIAL NINE-ELEVEN (911) AT EMERGENCY?&lt;br /&gt;* THEY CAN NOT FIND THE ELEVEN ON THE PHONE.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar &amp;amp; his wife buy coffee in a shop.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar says... Drink quickly......&lt;br /&gt;Wife asks why...&lt;br /&gt;sardar says hot coffee Rs5 and cold coffee Rs10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sardar &amp;amp; his wife filed an application 4 Divorce.&lt;br /&gt;Judge asked: How'll U divide, U"VE 3 children?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar replied:Ok! We"ll apply NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar's wish :when i die,i wana die like my grandpa who died peacefuly in his sleep not screamin like all d passengers in the car he was driving......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar at an Art Gallery: I suppose this horrible&lt;br /&gt;looking thing is what you call modern art ?&lt;br /&gt;Art dealer: I beg your pardon sir, thats a mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar was writing something very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Friend asked:" Why r u writing so slowly?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar:"I'm writing 2 my 6 yr old son, he can't read very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash news: A 2 seater plane crashed in a graveyard in punjab. Local sardars have so far found 500 bodies and are still digging for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man asked sardarji, why Manmohan singh goes walking at evening not in the morning. Sardarji replied ''Arey bhai Manmohan is PM not AM''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar visits Chinese friend dying in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Man says CHIN YU YAN n dies.&lt;br /&gt;Srdr goes2 china 2 find meaning of friends last words.&lt;br /&gt;It is 'U R STANDNG ON D OXGN TUBE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji was standing in front of the mirror with his eyes closed. His wife asked what you are doing ? He said-im seeing how i look while sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114326799963113859?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114326799963113859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114326799963113859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114326799963113859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114326799963113859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-surd.html' title='All Surd !!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114326492625083062</id><published>2006-03-24T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:35:26.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence of Mind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/APARNA/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John works in a supermarket. A man came in and asked John for half a kilogram of butter. The boy told him they only sold 1 kg packets of butter, but the man was persistent. The boy said he'd go ask his manager what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John walked into the back room and said, "There's a bloody fellow out there who wants to buy only half a kilo of butter." As he finished saying this he turned around to find the man standing right behind him, so he added, "And this gentleman wants to buy the other half."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The manager finished the deal and later said to John, "You almost got yourself in a lot of trouble earlier, but I must say I was impressed with the way you got yourself out of it. You think on your feet, and I like it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which place are you from?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John replied, "I'm from Mexico , sir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh really? Why did you leave Mexico ?" asked the manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John replied, "They're all just prostitutes and soccer players up there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The manager's face became red.."My wife is from Mexico ," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh." John replied, "Which team did she play for?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114326492625083062?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114326492625083062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114326492625083062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114326492625083062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114326492625083062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/presence-of-mind.html' title='Presence of Mind!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114258254770326469</id><published>2006-03-17T00:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:04:34.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPACT due to the change in JOB....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passenger apologized and said, "I didn't realize that a little tap would scare you so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver - I've been driving a van carrying dead Bodies for the last 25 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114258254770326469?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114258254770326469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114258254770326469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114258254770326469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114258254770326469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/impact-due-to-change-in-job.html' title='IMPACT due to the change in JOB....'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114249260886040590</id><published>2006-03-15T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:03:28.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' school days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/pic12818.jpg"&gt;Exam Time Blues&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/pic12818.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114249260886040590?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114249260886040590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114249260886040590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114249260886040590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114249260886040590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-ol-school-days.html' title='Good ol&apos; school days!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114231309032862824</id><published>2006-03-13T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:16:45.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deriving licen applikason phoromva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DERIVING LICENSE APPLIKASON PHOROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;------------------------------------------ -----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOTE: Please do not soot the person at the applikason kounter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He will give you the licen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you dot know how to fill ,copy from your phriend (dost)applikason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For phurthar instructions, see bottom applikason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Last name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(_) Yadav (_) Sinha (_) Pandey (_) Misra (_) Dont no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Check karet box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. phust name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(_) Ramprasad (_) Lakhan (_) Sivprasad (_) Jamnaprasad (_) Dont no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Check karet box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Age:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(_) Less than phipty (_) Greater than phipty (_) Dont no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Check karet box) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Sex: ____ M _____(F) _____ not sure _____not applicable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Chappal Size: ____ Lepht ____ Right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.Occupason:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(_) Politison (_) Doodhwala (_) Pehelwaan (_) House wife (_) Un-employed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Check karet box) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Number of children libing in the household: ___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Number that are yourj: ___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Mather name: _______________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.Phather Name: ______________ (If not no, leabe blank)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11.Ejjucason: 1 2 3 4 (Circle highest kilass attended)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12.Dental rekard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(_) Ellow (_) Berownish-ellow (_) Berown (_) Belack (_) Other -__________ Give egjhakt color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Check karet box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13.Your thumb imparesson :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;____________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(If you are copying from another applikason pharom, pleaje do not copy thumb impression also. Pleaje provide your own thumb impression.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PELEAJE DO NOT USE PHINGERS OF YOUR LEGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Use thumb on your lepht hand only. If you dont have lepht hand, use your thumb on right hand. If you do not have right hand, use thumb on lepht hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOTE : IF YOU DONT HAVE BOTH HANDS, YOU CANNOT DERIVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WE ARE VARY ISTRICT ABOUT THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114231309032862824?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114231309032862824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114231309032862824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114231309032862824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114231309032862824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/deriving-licen-applikason-phoromva.html' title='deriving licen applikason phoromva!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114182083598530414</id><published>2006-03-08T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:27:15.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/womenz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/womenz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114182083598530414?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114182083598530414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114182083598530414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114182083598530414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114182083598530414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/womens-day.html' title='Women&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114163227060937169</id><published>2006-03-06T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:04:30.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivekananda said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/vivek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/vivek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;Arrow goes forward only after pulling in to backward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;Bullet goes forward only after pressing the Trigger backward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt; Such that e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;very human being will get happy only after facing the difficulties in their life path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt; So don't afraid to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt; They will push you forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114163227060937169?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114163227060937169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114163227060937169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114163227060937169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114163227060937169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/vivekananda-said.html' title='Vivekananda said...'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114112127566888263</id><published>2006-03-01T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:08:53.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Trivia !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/tweetymarchdt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/tweetymarchdt.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who likes March?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those days when this used to be your favourite month. Exams over... Summer Hols... Just khelo kudho aur mauj karo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its sheer nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is now a TAX month. Its the month of "Truth or Consequences"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that in ancient Rome, March was called Martius, so named after the Roman God of war and was considered a lucky time to begin a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was originally the first month of the Roman calendar because the winter months of January and February were unsuited for warfare, the essence of any Italic state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition seem to be continuing... after all Audits, Month Closing, Tax declarations are nothing less than war for us. War with your HR; War with your CA; And a condition called Separation Anxiety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniff and a deep sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More trivia on the month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equinox named the vernal or spring equinox in the northern hemisphere and the autumnal equinox in the southern hemisphere occurs on dates varying from 19 March to 21 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March begins on the same day of the week as February except in a leap year, and on the same day of the week as November every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. wish you all a very happy.. and a true blue March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen'joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114112127566888263?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114112127566888263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114112127566888263&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114112127566888263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114112127566888263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-trivia.html' title='March Trivia !!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114102677883667408</id><published>2006-02-26T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:52:58.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insured???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/pic02306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/pic02306.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaaaa ... good one isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114102677883667408?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114102677883667408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114102677883667408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114102677883667408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114102677883667408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/insured.html' title='Insured???'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114102636641572090</id><published>2006-02-26T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:46:11.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/08-27-03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/08-27-03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114102636641572090?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114102636641572090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114102636641572090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114102636641572090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114102636641572090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/spam.html' title='SPAM'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114084736444495686</id><published>2006-02-24T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:04:09.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appraisal Vs Resignation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A newly joined trainee engineer asks his boss "what is the meaning of appraisal?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boss: "Do you know the meaning of resignation?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trainee: "Yes I do" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boss: "So let me make you understand what a appraisal is by comparing it with resignation" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Comparison study: Appraisal and Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In appraisal meeting they will speak only about your weakness, errors and failures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In resignation meeting they will speak only about your strengths, past achievements and success.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In appraisal you may need to cry and beg for even 10% hike.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In resignation you can easily demand (or get even without asking) more than 50-60% hike.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During appraisal, they will deny promotion saying you didn't meet the expectation, you don't have leadership qualities, and you had several drawbacks in our objective/goal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During resignation, they will say you are the core member of team; you are the vision of the company how can you go, you have to take the project in shoulder and lead your juniors to success.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is 90% chance for not getting any significant incentives after appraisal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is 90% chance of getting immediate hike after you put the resignation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trainee: "Yes boss enough, now I understood my future." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114084736444495686?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114084736444495686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114084736444495686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114084736444495686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114084736444495686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/appraisal-vs-resignation.html' title='Appraisal Vs Resignation'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-114042039749532675</id><published>2006-02-19T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:30:05.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we forward jokes ???!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery,  when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;He  remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.  He wondered where the road was leading them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;After a  while, they came to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;high, white stone wall along one side of the road.  It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall  arch that glowed in the sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;When he was  standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like  mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He  and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk  to one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where  are we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Would you  happen to have some water?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, sir. Come right  in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man gestured, and  the gate began to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come  in, too?" the traveler asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry,  sir, but we don't accept pets."&lt;br /&gt;The man thought a moment and then  turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his  dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he  came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never  been closed. There was no fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he approached the gate, he saw a man  inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me!" he called  to the man. "Do you have any water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over  there, come on in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to  the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There should be a bowl by the pump."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went through  the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl  beside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink  himself, then he gave some to the dog.&lt;br /&gt;When they were full, he and the dog  walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What  do you call this place?" the traveler asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is Heaven,"  he answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down  the road said that was Heaven, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you mean the place with the  gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doesn't it make you  mad for them to use your name like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, we're just happy that they  screen out the folks who would leave their best friends  behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding  jokes to us without writing a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do? You  forward jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep  contact, you forward jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have something to say, but don't  know what, and don't know how, you forward jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to let you know  that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you  are still  cared for, guess what you get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A forwarded joke.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;So, next  time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded  joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of  your computer wanted to send you a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all welcome @ my water  bowl anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-114042039749532675?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/114042039749532675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=114042039749532675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114042039749532675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/114042039749532675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-we-forward-jokes.html' title='Why do we forward jokes ???!!!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113999562699468327</id><published>2006-02-15T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:27:07.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Cherry Trees! Beautiful.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113999562699468327?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113999562699468327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113999562699468327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113999562699468327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113999562699468327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/frozen-cherry-trees-beautiful.html' title='Frozen Cherry Trees! Beautiful.................'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113946750248667607</id><published>2006-02-08T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:45:02.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/natural_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/natural_020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The World we all share is given to us in trust. Every choice we make     regarding the earth, air, and water around us should be made with the objective of     preserving it for all generations to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- August A. Bush III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113946750248667607?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113946750248667607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113946750248667607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113946750248667607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113946750248667607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/inspire.html' title='Inspire!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113939850690712728</id><published>2006-02-08T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:35:06.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister's D-day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Neelima-2%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/Neelima-2%20047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113939850690712728?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113939850690712728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113939850690712728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113939850690712728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113939850690712728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/02/sisters-d-day.html' title='Sister&apos;s D-day!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113654412013475666</id><published>2006-01-06T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T02:42:00.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew... what a view!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Big_Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/Big_Ben.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic... isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113654412013475666?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113654412013475666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113654412013475666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113654412013475666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113654412013475666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2006/01/phew-what-view.html' title='Phew... what a view!!!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113576310550931946</id><published>2005-12-28T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:45:05.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate The New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The clock is ticking...let's gather with cheer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With a drink of wine or an ice cold beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps you're like me and don't drink the swill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or your like my grandparents who live on pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe this world seems harsh at times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or its just that most of us just like to whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd say that this is a great place to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It all depends on how we can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True we've had bad things in the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But we know in our hearts that these will not last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we try our best to be simple and pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's nothing our hopes and dreams cannot cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I don't know the value this is worth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But lets all try to be happy and heal Mother Earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d21c.com/AnnesPlace/NY-Glitter/HNY7BluDk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d21c.com/AnnesPlace/NY-Glitter/HNY7BluDk.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113576310550931946?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113576310550931946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113576310550931946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113576310550931946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113576310550931946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/celebrate-new-year.html' title='Celebrate The New Year'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113558443141820367</id><published>2005-12-26T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:07:11.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings, this Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Christmas: The time when everyone gets Santamental.     &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I know. I know. I know that people say "It's the thought that counts, not the gift", but couldn't people think a little bigger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Santa Claus is a Jolly fellow! Imagine all that driving and still being able to say "Ho! Ho! Ho!      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Father to three-year old: "No a reindeer is not a horse with TV antenna.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Every year, Christmas becomes less a birthday and more a Clearance Sale.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Christmas is in my heart twelve months a year and thanks to credit cards, it's on my Visa Card Statement twelve months a year also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Some of these new toys are so creative and inventive. This year they have a Neurotic Doll. It's wound up already.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113558443141820367?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113558443141820367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113558443141820367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113558443141820367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113558443141820367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/somethings-this-christmas.html' title='Somethings, this Christmas...'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113533382804441985</id><published>2005-12-23T02:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T02:30:28.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese whispers &gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From: Managing Director &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; To Production Director &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Tomorrow there will be a total eclipse of the sun at nine O"clock. This is something which we cannot see happen every day. So let the workforce line up outside, in their best clothes, to watch it. To mark the occasion of this rare occurrence, I will personally explain the phenomenon to them. If it is raining we shall not be able to see it very well and in that case the workforce should assemble in the canteen." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; From Production Director &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; To Production Manager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"By order of the Managing Director, there will be a total eclipse of the sun at nine O'clock tomorrow morning. If it is raining we shall not be able to see it very well on site, in our best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; clothes. In that case, the disappearance of the sun will be followed through in the canteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is something that we cannot see happen every day". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; From Production Manager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; To Departmental Manager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; "By order of the Managing Director, we shall follow through in our best clothes, the disappearance of the sun in the canteen tomorrow at nine O'clock. The Managing Director will tell us whether it is going to rain. This is something which we cannot see happen every day". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Departmental Manager&lt;br /&gt; To Foreman&lt;br /&gt; "If it is raining in the canteen tomorrow morning, which is something that we cannot see happen every day, the Managing Director, in his best clothes will disappear at Nine O'clock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Foreman&lt;br /&gt; To All Operators&lt;br /&gt; "Tomorrow morning at nine O'clock, the Managing Director will disappear. It is a pity that we cannot see this happen everyday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113533382804441985?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113533382804441985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113533382804441985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113533382804441985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113533382804441985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/chinese-whispers_23.html' title='Chinese whispers &gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113473079445323759</id><published>2005-12-16T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T02:59:54.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sir sardar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoAutoSig"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;You might have read the latest news: “Some sardars are reported intelligent”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News started pouring in from the press from various parts of the country about this unbelievable story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CBI is stil investigating what went wrong withthese few unusual sardars. This report from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; is about a Sardar who is a MP by chance. Some hot discussion was going on in Parliament. Our sardar did not care whatthat was about. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing weary of the noise he stood up and grabbed the mike. “Half the MPs here are dogs!” he proclaimed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Parlimentary Leader thought this was derogatory. “You’ve got to withdraw your statemet!” said the leader. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. I will. But I can withdraw only what I said” said the sardar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT WE ALL WANT!”, shouted the crowed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“OK. Half the MPs here are NOT dogs”, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113473079445323759?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113473079445323759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113473079445323759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113473079445323759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113473079445323759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/sir-sardar.html' title='sir sardar!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113376660687621914</id><published>2005-12-04T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:10:06.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen Tomato - News Article</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;click on the  scanned image to read the fine print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Fallen%20Tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/Fallen%20Tomato.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113376660687621914?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113376660687621914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113376660687621914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113376660687621914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113376660687621914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/fallen-tomato-news-article.html' title='Fallen Tomato - News Article'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113359017070812382</id><published>2005-12-02T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:10:25.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Thing about December :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/xmastree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/xmastree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a drear-nighted December,&lt;br /&gt;Too happy, happy tree,&lt;br /&gt;Thy branches ne'er remember&lt;br /&gt;Their green felicity:&lt;br /&gt;The north cannot undo them,&lt;br /&gt;With a sleety whistle through them;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nor frozen thawings glue them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From budding at the prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a drear-nighted December,&lt;br /&gt;Too happy, happy brook,&lt;br /&gt;Thy bubblings ne'er remember&lt;br /&gt;Apollo's summer look;&lt;br /&gt;But with a sweet forgetting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They stay their crystal fretting,&lt;br /&gt;Never, never petting,&lt;br /&gt;About the frozen time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! would 'twere so with many&lt;br /&gt;A gentle girl and boy!&lt;br /&gt;But were there ever any&lt;br /&gt;Writhed not at passed Joy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To know the change and feel it,&lt;br /&gt;When there is none to heal it,&lt;br /&gt;Nor numbed sense to steel it,&lt;br /&gt;Was never said in rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113359017070812382?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113359017070812382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113359017070812382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113359017070812382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113359017070812382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-thing-about-december.html' title='Good Thing about December :-)'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113358881251526281</id><published>2005-12-02T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T21:46:52.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/global-warming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/global-warming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113358881251526281?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113358881251526281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113358881251526281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113358881251526281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113358881251526281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/12/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113291504579147049</id><published>2005-11-25T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:37:25.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lageraho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/lageraho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/lageraho.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked this image from one of the networking board where am a member... FuFa !!&lt;br /&gt;its aptly called "Lageraho!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113291504579147049?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113291504579147049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113291504579147049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291504579147049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291504579147049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/lageraho.html' title='Lageraho!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113291462734731646</id><published>2005-11-20T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:38:03.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage, Husbands and Wives</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry. That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- David Bissonette&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- Sacha Guitry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside desperate to get out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- Montaigne&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Hemant Joshi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Socrates&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Freud&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;"The secret of a successful marriage is not to be at home too much."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Colin Chapman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me and the second one didn't."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Patrick Murray&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;The husband who wants a happy marriage should learn to keep his mouth shut and his checkbook open.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Groucho Marx&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113291462734731646?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113291462734731646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113291462734731646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291462734731646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291462734731646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/marriage-husbands-and-wives.html' title='Marriage, Husbands and Wives'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113291484030635050</id><published>2005-11-11T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:37:42.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>silence please !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;A police officer pulls over a speeding car. The officer says, "I Clocked you at 80 mile per hour, sir." The driver says, "Gee, officer, I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar needs calibrating." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;Not looking up from her knitting the wife says sweetly from the passenger seat, "Now don't be silly, dear, you know that this car doesn't have cruise control." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at his wife and growls, "Can't you keep your mouth shut for once?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;The wife smiles demurely and says, "You should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit, the man glowers at his wife and says through clenched teeth,"Darn it, woman, can't you keep your mouth shut?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;The officer frowns and says, "And I notice that you're not wearing your seat belt, sir. That's an automatic $75 fine." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;The driver says, "Yeah, well, you see officer, I had it on, but took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my license out of my back pocket." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;The wife says, "Now, dear, you know very well that you didn't have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you're driving." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;And as the police officer is writing out the third ticket the driver turns to his wife and barks, "WHY DON'T YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;The officer looks over at the woman and asks, "Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma'am?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;"Oh, heavens no, officer. Only when he's been drinking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113291484030635050?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113291484030635050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113291484030635050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291484030635050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113291484030635050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/silence-please.html' title='silence please !!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113151680488309405</id><published>2005-11-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:14:03.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I no it  !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hii..&lt;br /&gt;A brand new day.. and time for some laughs published in aaj ka akbaar!&lt;br /&gt;Even as there's no dearth of bright Punekars, we stumbled upon some pearls of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Full form of UPA&lt;br /&gt;A: Universal Public Assembly and United Peace Association&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you know about Volcker's report?&lt;br /&gt;A: Something related to some minister in India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why is Natwar Singh in news?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because he (Natwar) bought oil from Saddam and sold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Sensex?&lt;br /&gt;A: Something that goes up and down in shares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who was the first OO7?&lt;br /&gt;A: Pierce Brosnan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Full form of STD&lt;br /&gt;A: State Tariff Dialing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Sushi?&lt;br /&gt;A: Japanese style of flower arrangement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[courtesy: Saket Ambarkhane: TOI Pune Edition]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113151680488309405?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113151680488309405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113151680488309405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113151680488309405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113151680488309405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-no-it.html' title='I no it  !!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113143129159395603</id><published>2005-11-07T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:38:05.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are from Mars... right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image005.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/image003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/image003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Psychoanalysis    for Men vs. Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why is psychoanalysis    a lot quicker for a man then for a women?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because when it's time to go back to childhood, a man is already there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tee hee hee....     :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click on the image to read them... But press backspace to come back !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113143129159395603?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113143129159395603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113143129159395603&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113143129159395603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113143129159395603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/men-are-from-mars-right.html' title='Men are from Mars... right?'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113143056714887567</id><published>2005-11-07T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:16:07.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/danger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/danger1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/ATT00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/ATT00058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Napoleon once said - "The torment of precautions often exceeds the dangers to be avoided. It is sometimes better to abandon one's self to destiny.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113143056714887567?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113143056714887567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113143056714887567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113143056714887567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113143056714887567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/danger.html' title='Danger...!!!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113108907092087430</id><published>2005-11-03T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:24:30.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeeeeooooow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/heathcliff.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/heathcliff.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113108907092087430?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113108907092087430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113108907092087430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113108907092087430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113108907092087430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/meeeeeooooow.html' title='Meeeeeooooow!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113108756669148309</id><published>2005-11-03T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:03:20.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disorder in American Courts</title><content type='html'>Recd this thru a fwd.. its an old one.. but hilarious so couldnt resist posting it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are excerpts from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place. They get progressively "better" as you read below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you sexually active?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, I just lie there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your date of birth?&lt;br /&gt;A: July 18th.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What year?&lt;br /&gt;A: Every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?&lt;br /&gt;A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?&lt;br /&gt;A: I forget.&lt;br /&gt;Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How long has he lived with you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Forty-five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke up that morning?&lt;br /&gt;A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"&lt;br /&gt;Q: And why did that upset you?&lt;br /&gt;A: My name is Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo or the occult?&lt;br /&gt;A: We both do.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Voodoo?&lt;br /&gt;A: We do.&lt;br /&gt;Q: You do?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, voodoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?&lt;br /&gt;A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: And what were you doing at that time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: She had three children, right?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many were boys?&lt;br /&gt;A: None.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Were there any girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How was your first marriage terminated?&lt;br /&gt;A: By death.&lt;br /&gt;Q: And by whose death was it terminated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Can you describe the individual?&lt;br /&gt;A: He was about medium height and had a beard.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Was this a male, or a female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;br /&gt;A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?&lt;br /&gt;A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Q: And Mr.Dennington was dead at the time?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did you check for breathing?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113108756669148309?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113108756669148309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113108756669148309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113108756669148309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113108756669148309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/disorder-in-american-courts.html' title='Disorder in American Courts'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113099627168433363</id><published>2005-11-02T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T21:37:51.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzle</title><content type='html'>ITS A 7 LETTER WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF WE REMOVE 1 LETTER FROM IT, IT REMAINS  SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF WE REMOVE 2 LETTERS FROM IT, IT REMAINS SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF WE  REMOVE 3 LETTERS FROM IT, IT REMAINS SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF WE REMOVE ALL THE LETTERS  FROM IT, STILL IT REMAINS SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATZ IT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xobtsop]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113099627168433363?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113099627168433363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113099627168433363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113099627168433363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113099627168433363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/puzzle.html' title='Puzzle'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113091216470501567</id><published>2005-11-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:16:04.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper Sticker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/185.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/185.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this bumper sticker today -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I Brake For No Apparent Reason."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113091216470501567?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113091216470501567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113091216470501567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113091216470501567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113091216470501567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumper-sticker.html' title='Bumper Sticker!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113090831035061201</id><published>2005-11-01T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:11:50.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The way is not in the sky, the way is in the heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;--Gautama  Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;My Celebration this Diwali reflected this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago.. my mind was tormented by the fact that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mothers-in-law and Daughters-in-law cannot coexist peacefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debate that started in my college days.. went thru various youth forums i was part of, finally spilled into my life&lt;br /&gt;3 years! No fights.. No arguements..&lt;br /&gt;Yet there was this unexplainable vaccum of silent grouse that lingered between us.&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to fight the feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to live with it either..&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to explain that her son will remain her son even if he's a husband and a father!&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to explain that no one can ever come between the mother son relationship!&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy....&lt;br /&gt;Its not impossible either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle happened.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the vaccum seemed to have vanished&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there were bright lights and laughter and hope&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly we were laughing together..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together.. we are taking care of the miracle that happened in our lives&lt;br /&gt;My son (ummha!) has given me, my best diwali ever!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113090831035061201?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113090831035061201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113090831035061201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113090831035061201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113090831035061201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/11/celebration.html' title='Celebration!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113525164285266365</id><published>2005-10-30T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T03:40:42.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/apuweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/apuweb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113525164285266365?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113525164285266365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113525164285266365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113056812562389091</id><published>2005-10-28T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:42:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/c%26h_precious.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/c%26h_precious.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="/quotation/happiness_always_looks_small_while_you_hold_it_in/151375.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Isnt it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Happiness always looks small&lt;br /&gt;while you hold it in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;but let it go,&lt;br /&gt;and you learn at once&lt;br /&gt;how big and precious it is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113056812562389091?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113056812562389091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113056812562389091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113056812562389091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113056812562389091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/precious.html' title='Precious!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113047851589875309</id><published>2005-10-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:48:35.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Master_Card.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/Master_Card.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very old one.. but classic !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113047851589875309?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113047851589875309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113047851589875309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113047851589875309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113047851589875309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/classic.html' title='Classic!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113040993866204610</id><published>2005-10-27T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T03:45:58.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash news</title><content type='html'>A 2 seater plane crashed in a graveyard in Punjab&lt;br /&gt;Local sardars have so far found 500 bodies and are still digging for more..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113040993866204610?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113040993866204610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113040993866204610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113040993866204610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113040993866204610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/flash-news.html' title='Flash news'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-113024016294934410</id><published>2005-10-25T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:01:22.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gogh Gogh!    ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After much careful research it has been discovered that the  artist Vincent Van Gogh had many relatives. Among them were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His obnoxious  brother...................................Please Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His dizzy aunt  .........................................Verti Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The brother who ate  prunes..............................Gotta Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The brother who worked at a convenience  store...........Stopn Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The grandfather from  Yugoslavia.........................U Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The brother who bleached his clothes  white..............Hue Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The cousin from  Illinois................................Chica Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His magician  uncle......................................Wherediddy Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His Mexican  cousin......................................Amee Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Mexican cousin's American half  brother..............Grin Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The nephew who drove a stage coach  .....................Wellsfar Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The constipated uncle  ..................................Cant Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The ballroom dancing  aunt...............................Tan Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The bird lover  uncle....................................Flamin Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His nephew  psychoanalyst................................E Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The fruit loving  cousin.................................Man Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An aunt who taught positive  thinking....................Wayto Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The little bouncy  nephew................................Poe Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A sister who loved  disco................................Go Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His Italian  uncle.......................................Day Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And his niece who travels the country in a  van..........Winnie Bay Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-113024016294934410?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/113024016294934410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=113024016294934410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113024016294934410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/113024016294934410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/gogh-gogh.html' title='Gogh Gogh!    ;)'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112996502467468562</id><published>2005-10-22T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:22:39.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the current situation is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7163/1754/1600/noshape.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7163/1754/320/noshape.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112996502467468562?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112996502467468562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112996502467468562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112996502467468562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112996502467468562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/current-situation-is.html' title='the current situation is...'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112987181343936429</id><published>2005-10-20T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:16:53.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have your say...!!!</title><content type='html'>I can please only one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow isn't looking good, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love deadlines. I especially like the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd explain it to you, but your brain would explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll look back on all this and plow into a parked car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved by a suitable application of high explosives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you need and I'll tell you how to get along without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept that some days you're the pigeon and some days you're the statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If he isn't there the first time you need him, chances are you won't be needing him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and thought to myself, "Where the heck is the ceiling?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Reality Check bounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the Escape key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/FUNNYANIMATION01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/FUNNYANIMATION01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't suffer from stress. I'm a carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons because, to them, you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am I getting smart with you? How would you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112987181343936429?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112987181343936429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112987181343936429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112987181343936429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112987181343936429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/have-your-say.html' title='Have your say...!!!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112980717756649626</id><published>2005-10-20T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T04:19:37.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obvious Riddles!</title><content type='html'>Q: If a plane crashed on the border of England and Scotland, where would they bury the survivors?&lt;br /&gt;A: you don't bury survivors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Twelve pears hanging high, twelve men passing by, each took a pear and left eleven hanging there. How can this be? How can eleven pears be left?&lt;br /&gt;A: 'Each' is a mans name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If there's a frog, dead in the centre of a lilypad which is right in the middle of the pond, which side would it jump to?&lt;br /&gt;A: neither, the frog is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You're a bus driver. At the first stop 4 people get on. At the second stop 8 people on, at the third stop 2 people get off and, at the forth stop everyone got off. The question is what color are the bus drivers eyes?&lt;br /&gt;A: The same as yours, you're the bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What never gets any wetter, no matter how much it rains?&lt;br /&gt;A: The sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A man went outside in the pouring rain with no protection, but not a hair on his head got wet...how come?&lt;br /&gt;A: He was bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What has a mouth but doesn't eat, a bank with no money, a bed but doesn't sleep, and waves but has no hands?&lt;br /&gt;A: a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A cowboy rode to an inn on Friday. He stayed two nights and left on Friday. How could that be?&lt;br /&gt;A: His horse was called Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If the red house is on the right side and if the blue house is on the left side where's the white house?&lt;br /&gt;A: Washington DC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112980717756649626?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112980717756649626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112980717756649626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112980717756649626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112980717756649626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/obvious-riddles.html' title='Obvious Riddles!'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112980584454343569</id><published>2005-10-20T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T03:57:24.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Motivation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the joints ache,&lt;br /&gt;when the hips break,&lt;br /&gt;When the eyes grow dim,&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember the great life I've had,&lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Andrews received a standing ovation from the crowd that lasted over four minutes, and had repeated encores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112971993303345993?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112971993303345993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112971993303345993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971993303345993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971993303345993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/sound-of-jew-li.html' title='Sound of Jew Li'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112971928193573852</id><published>2005-10-19T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T03:54:41.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for a few laughs more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/ch9410151.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/ch941015.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112971928193573852?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112971928193573852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112971928193573852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971928193573852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971928193573852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-few-laughs-more.html' title='for a few laughs more...'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112971901576479138</id><published>2005-10-19T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T03:50:15.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Great Philosophies, found on a T-shirt</title><content type='html'>Procrastinate Now.Rehab Is for Quitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION. It comes bundled with the software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's It! I'm Calling Grandma! (seen on an 8 year old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPIDITY IS NOT A HANDICAP. Park elsewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time's fun when you're having flies.......Kermit the Frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK IS WHERE PEOPLE GO WHO DON'T BELIEVE IN GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS,but it uses up a thousand times the memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Meek shall inherit the earth....after we're through with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAM AND EGGS - A day's work for a chicken;A lifetime commitment for a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF THERE IS NO GOD, WHO POPS UP THE NEXT KLEENEX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original point-and-click interface was a Smith &amp; Wesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I divorced over religious differences.He thought he was God, and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112971901576479138?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112971901576479138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112971901576479138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971901576479138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971901576479138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/lifes-great-philosophies-found-on-t.html' title='Life&apos;s Great Philosophies, found on a T-shirt'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112971880985642970</id><published>2005-10-19T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T03:46:49.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Orleans vs. Mumbai</title><content type='html'>inches of rain in new orleans due to hurricane katrina... 18&lt;br /&gt;inches of rain in mumbai (July 27th).... 37.1&lt;br /&gt;population of new orleans... 484,674&lt;br /&gt;population of mumbai.... 12,622,500&lt;br /&gt;deaths in new orleans within 48 hours of katrina...100&lt;br /&gt;deaths in mumbai within 48hours of rain.. 37.&lt;br /&gt;number of people to be evacuated in new orleans... entire city..wohh&lt;br /&gt;number of people evacuated in mumbai...10,000&lt;br /&gt;Cases of shooting and violence in new orleans...Countless&lt;br /&gt;Cases of shooting and violence in mumbai.. NONE&lt;br /&gt;Time taken for US army to reach new orleans... 48hours&lt;br /&gt;Time taken for Indian army and navy to reach mumbai...12hours&lt;br /&gt;status 48hours later...  New Orleans is still waiting for relief, army and electricity&lt;br /&gt;status 48hours later...  Mumbai is back on its feet and is business is as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA ...world's most developed nation !!&lt;br /&gt;India ...third world country !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112971880985642970?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112971880985642970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112971880985642970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971880985642970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112971880985642970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-orleans-vs-mumbai.html' title='New Orleans vs. Mumbai'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112970366549750509</id><published>2005-10-18T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:34:25.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/pranav31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/pranav31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems to me when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112970366549750509?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112970366549750509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112970366549750509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112970366549750509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112970366549750509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112970302978435816</id><published>2005-10-17T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:23:49.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bunny and The Baby and The Prophylactic Pup</title><content type='html'>Strictly Germ-Proof The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic Pup&lt;br /&gt;Were playing in the garden when the Bunny gambolled up;&lt;br /&gt;They looked upon the creature with a loathing undisguised;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't disinfected and it wasn't sterilised.&lt;br /&gt;They said it was microbic and a hotbed of disease;&lt;br /&gt;They steamed it in a vapor of a thousand-odd degrees;&lt;br /&gt;They froze it in a freezer that was cold as banished hope&lt;br /&gt;And washed it in permanganate with carbolated soap.&lt;br /&gt;In sulphurated hydrogen they steeped its wiggly ears;&lt;br /&gt;They trimmed its frisky whiskers with a pair of hard-boiled shears;&lt;br /&gt;They donned their rubber mittens and they took it by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And 'lected it a member of the Fumigated Band.&lt;br /&gt;There's not a micrococcus in the garden where they play;&lt;br /&gt;They bathe in pure iodoform a dozen times a day;&lt;br /&gt;And each imbibes his rations from a hygienic cup&lt;br /&gt;— The Bunny and The Baby and The Prophylactic Pup.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;(Arthur Guiterman)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112970302978435816?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112970302978435816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112970302978435816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112970302978435816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112970302978435816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/bunny-and-baby-and-prophylactic-pup.html' title='The Bunny and The Baby and The Prophylactic Pup'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112927580432899481</id><published>2005-10-14T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:43:24.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Every morning is a fresh beginning. Every day is the world made new. Today is a new day. Today is my world made new. I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day. This moment--this day--is as good as any moment in all eternity. I shall make of this day--each moment of this day--a heaven on earth. This is my day of opportunity.--Dan Custer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/1600/Cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/320/Cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My entry into the blog world is very much like the quote above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope to express my opinion, my thoughts.. my feelings about things that matter to me, and things that dont.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope to have fun here! Its a new beginning for me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112927580432899481?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112927580432899481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112927580432899481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112927580432899481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112927580432899481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-beginnings_14.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717711.post-112927496715324279</id><published>2005-10-14T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:45:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Effort</title><content type='html'>“Did you give it your best?” he asked as I dragged my feet toward the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our college baseball team had just been beaten four to one. I looked up to see a man in a baseball cap with a clipboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess so,” was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good. Then you have no reason to hang your head.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But we lost,” was all I could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, that has a way of happening,” he said. “Do you think the other team did their best?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They played better than us,” I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course they did. That’s why they won. But then, you guys won the previous three games. And you are batting .355. I wouldn’t call it a bad season at all, would you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was this guy getting at anyway? I always tried my best. My dad had taught me that. He never left anything half done, nor did he ever back out of a commitment or promise. His motto was to give it your all, even if the situation looked hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man with the clipboard handed me a business card. It was then that I noticed the World Series ring on his finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you’re serious about always giving it your best effort, give me a call at the end of the season. I’d like to bring you into the majors.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17717711-112927496715324279?l=aparnaramesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/feeds/112927496715324279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17717711&amp;postID=112927496715324279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112927496715324279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17717711/posts/default/112927496715324279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aparnaramesh.blogspot.com/2005/10/effort.html' title='Effort'/><author><name>Aparna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586885027295381674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3062/1714/400/avt_spiecie_medium.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
