<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851</id><updated>2011-11-24T09:37:43.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Colors</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114922716709277199</id><published>2006-06-01T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:46:07.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly Deadlines....</title><content type='html'>I love work but i hate deadlines. Aren't these deadlines a necessary evil kinna thing bcoz we dont work unless we have a deadline and we cant work properly bcoz of the stress which these  deadlines give... a vicious circle :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if u have a crucial work to be done by a given date which is not so far and then another critical work arrives with a horrible deadline and u dont feel like working bcoz u know that nobody can complete in sucha short time!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These deadlines are killing me... I feel as if I have a time bomb tied in my neck and ticking every second - one remote is in the hand of the cruel client who is grinning devilishly and the other remote is in PM's hand but actually its battetry is low and he is looking damn helpless. And I am banging ma head on my keyboard.. bang bang bang !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114922716709277199?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114922716709277199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114922716709277199&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114922716709277199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114922716709277199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/deadly-deadlines.html' title='Deadly Deadlines....'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114861795019150373</id><published>2006-05-25T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:32:30.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is In The Air...</title><content type='html'>Not just love but the love marriages as well :-). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the news of 3 couples getting engaged with their lovers in 3 days. hat-trick ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of friends n colleagues are getting engaged these days; perhaps, this age of 24-25-26 is more prone to marriages :D And almost 50% of them are love marriages. Resons- ummm, educated n broad minded parents, freedom to the kids or the Yash Raj n Karan Johar films like &lt;em&gt;kabhi khushi kabhi gum&lt;/em&gt; which inspires the parents to say YES to the love bitten kids :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i have never been in love and i m not sure that how does it feel when u marry the person of ur choice buit still it sounds good at;least :).. In my teens, i used to think like &lt;em&gt;dil to pagal hai's&lt;/em&gt; madhuri that bhagwanji has made one for one and we just have to recognize that person and marry him. But then just last year i realised that reconizing that person is the bigggggest fight.. Well in indian society, parents prefer to recognize that person instaed of the children :). Last year something happened which made me more practical n opened my eyes actually. My best had a crsuh on her damn close childood frnd but none of them dared to say antthing. I always pushed her for getting involoved with him but the scraed soul n never initiated. but i was sure that bhagwanji has made them for each othetr n one day they will recognize their love n marry each other. But one fine day, her mom chose a good boty for her and she married him. I was shocked!!! It took me few weeks to accept that she is not marrying her childhood crsuh. and i cud never respect her hubbie bcoz i compared him with her crsuh n believed him to be a villian in the whole story. but ultimately the whole thing was a big eye opener for me and made me realise that we cant get everything we want n we cant always marry the man of r choice. She is very happy now n I m quite ensured with my believe, bhagwanji jo karte hain achha ke liye karte hain :). and now that guy is also getting married and i m comparing his fianncee with my frnd. i know this is wrong but &lt;em&gt;chalta hai&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my best wishes to all these love birds getting engaged :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114861795019150373?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114861795019150373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114861795019150373&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114861795019150373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114861795019150373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love Is In The Air...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114803645803519602</id><published>2006-05-19T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T04:42:24.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasna Zaroori Hai...</title><content type='html'>Our Sardarji got an opportunity to fly to a nearby country. Sardarji had never flied before and hence was quite excited although tense. &lt;br /&gt;Once he boarded the plane, a BOEING 707 Sardaji started jumping in excitement,jumping from seat to seat and shouting 'BOEING! BOEING!! BOEING!!! BO....'. &lt;br /&gt;He forgot all about the surroundings and the shouting reached the cock-pit. &lt;br /&gt;Irritated by the sound, the Pilot came out and shouted 'BE SILENT! '. There was a pin-drop silence everywhere and everybody was looking at the Sardarji and the angry Pilot. &lt;br /&gt;Sardarji stared at the Pilot in silence for a moment and the next moment was shouting, &lt;br /&gt;'OEING! OEING!! OEING!!! OE...'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar went to the appliance store sale and found a bargain. "I would like to buy this small TV," he told the salesman.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to SARDARs," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried home removed his turban and changed his hair style, and returned to tell the salesman "I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," Salesman replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, he recognized me," he thought. He went for a complete disguise this time, haircut and new hair color, new outfit, big sunglasses, then waited a few days before he again approached the salesman.&lt;br /&gt;"I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, he exclaimed "How do you know I'm a Sardar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because that's a microwave," he replied. ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sardarji finds himself in dire trouble. His business has gone bust and he's in serious financial trouble. He's so desperate that he decides to ask Bhagwan for help.&lt;br /&gt;He goes into the temple and begins to pray........... "Oh Bhagwan, please help me, I've lost my business and if I don't get some money, I'm going to lose my house as well, please let me win the lotto". Lotto night comes and somebody else wins it.&lt;br /&gt;The Sardarji goes back to the temple..................... "Bhagwan, please let me win the lotto, I've lost my business, my house and I'm going to lose my car as well". Lotto night comes and the Sardarji still has no luck!! Back to the temple..................&lt;br /&gt;"My Bhagwan, why have you forsaken me? I've lost my business, my house, my car and my wife and children are starving.. I don't often ask you for help and I have always been a good servant to you. Why won't you just let me win the lotto this one time so I can get my life back in order???".&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there is a blinding flash of light as the sky parts open and the Sardarji is confronted by the voice of Lord: "SARDARJI, BUY THE DAMN TICKET FIRST".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114803645803519602?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114803645803519602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114803645803519602&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114803645803519602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114803645803519602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/hasna-zaroori-hai.html' title='Hasna Zaroori Hai...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114794668989515456</id><published>2006-05-18T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T03:04:49.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halla Gulla On Reservations</title><content type='html'>I had something else in my mind for today's post but then all these anti reservation mails in my inbox changed my mind and made me post this which is worth pondering :-) I was astonished when I read an article by a junior resident of AIIMS who has written about the hunger strike which AIIMS students started to oppose these reservations and were later joined by the students of DU, IIT and even IIMs all over the country but the govt and splly the police is as brutal as never before. Indeed, very painful!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wipro chairman Mr. Ajim Prem ji's comment on reservation: &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should have job reservations in all the fields. I completely support the PM and all the politicians for promoting this. Let's start the reservation with our cricket team. We should have 10 percent reservation for muslims. 30 percent for OBC, SC/ST like that. Cricket rules should be modified accordingly. The boundary circle should be reduced for an SC/ST player. The four hit by an OBC player should be considered as a six and a six hit by a OBC player should be counted as 8 runs. An OBC player scoring 60 runs should be declared as a century. We should influence ICC and make rules so that the pace bowlers like Shoaib Akhtar should not bowl fast balls to our OBC player. Bowlers should bowl maximum speed of 80 kkilometer per hour to an OBC player. Any delivery above this speed should be made illegal. Also we should have reservation in Olympics. In the 100 meters race, an OBC player should be given a gold medal if he runs 80 met&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114794668989515456?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114794668989515456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114794668989515456&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114794668989515456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114794668989515456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/halla-gulla-on-reservations.html' title='Halla Gulla On Reservations'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114766747483635017</id><published>2006-05-14T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:31:14.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Are Rains Romantic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;boondo mei jaanei kya alag hai...&lt;br /&gt;boondo mei jaanei kya naya hai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, bhagwanji showed some mercy to the poor delhites as the rain provided atleast some temporary relief from the heat. ...the rain reminded me of the question a frnds has asked once, "why are rain romantic". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was busy with my novel and was not at all feeling romantic, I didnt give even gave a thought to it...but i would love to know what u folks think about it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to start with, i will reply first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that rain is the god's lovelist creation. and wenever we see anything good, we miss the person we love the most and hence we feel romantic in the rain... pata nahi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wat Say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114766747483635017?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114766747483635017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114766747483635017&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114766747483635017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114766747483635017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-are-rains-romantic.html' title='Why Are Rains Romantic...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114742824463672483</id><published>2006-05-12T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T03:04:04.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Grow Up...</title><content type='html'>Last nite, i watched some of the movies  we made in the last 6 months. Occassions were different but the friends with me were the same. It included a close frnd's wedding , the annual office party, my roommate's bday, the last rishikesh rafting trip and some more tafri we had recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was surprised to see the kiddish way i was behaving. I did know that I look a bit kiddish from my face but I never knew that I act too like a kid. I have always been a very carefree, irresponsible, naughty n emotional kinna person and have been getting these remarks from my friends n the other people around me that I am a kid; but these remarks rarely bothered me as I knew that I am like that!!!!!  But now I have myself relaised that I should say goodbye to the kid inside me and welcome the hidden lazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont have a slightest hint that why did i feel yday that i should change myself. I should stop acting like a kid and behave like a 24 year old girl who can take care of at least herself if not the people around her! That means its the time to be more responsibl, careful, mature, serious and practical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am in high spirit, but I really dont know how to implemt the action plan for growing up :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114742824463672483?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114742824463672483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114742824463672483&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114742824463672483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114742824463672483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-to-grow-up.html' title='Time To Grow Up...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114714950674823899</id><published>2006-05-08T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:37:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Bag...</title><content type='html'>Had a very lazy weeeknd this time.. took a good rest as badly needed it after sucha hectic n tiring week....gossipped with my dear roomiez who were in room after a loong time, slept like a polar bear hibernating :) ... read my novels, finished two of them :D....ate like an elephant - thats clearly visible - hate those extra kilos on my waist :( ... spent all the time in my cool cool room as delhi is already damn hot and u just cant even think of stepping out atleast in daytime :(( and if u do so then be prepared for the unwelcomed guest - tanning :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new book to read - &lt;strong&gt;Anything for you ma'am&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Tushar Raheja&lt;/strong&gt;, an IIT student,. Perhaps, inspired by Chetan Bhagat and Abhijit Bhaduri, its  a   sweeet love story and I am loving it too :D. Actually it was suggested to me by a frnd who is real stranger in the world of books and that has added to my excitement. I have not yet completed it but still enjoying each and every word of it. Perhaps, because we cant expect much from sucha young writer who is still studying an engineering course but no doubt, its a good attempt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Playlist -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaa Ali&lt;/strong&gt; - Thanks to the music of Gangster which made it easier to spend those 135 minutes in the movie hall and jhelofy the otherwise pathetic movie. The song trocks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fana&lt;/strong&gt; - Really excited for the movie and the songs indeed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladka - Ladki - Kahani&lt;/strong&gt; - Kriiiiiiiiiiiiish, my darling's movie :). He is looking cute na in that new hairdo, splly this song. Isnt it? Same pinch Hrithik - me too need a hair cut just like u but I ahve got a warning from my frnds not to get it done bcoz they want me to grow my hair :((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaaneman Jaaneman &lt;/strong&gt;- Aryan - Dont know much abt this movie and even the video of this song but love the song. Its damn sweet and soft and romantic indeed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simrik&lt;/strong&gt; - Tarkan - Muaah ... what else shud i say for this :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114714950674823899?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114714950674823899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114714950674823899&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114714950674823899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114714950674823899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/mixed-bag.html' title='Mixed Bag...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114663484592715931</id><published>2006-05-02T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:57:29.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Himesh Vs Non-Himesh</title><content type='html'>You switch on ur radio and I bet, u will listen Himesh Reshamiya's tracks on atleast 2 (out of 4) FM channels and sometimes u can hear him on all the 4 channels. Be it&lt;em&gt; Ek Baar Aaja&lt;/em&gt; , be It &lt;em&gt;Tera Suroor&lt;/em&gt;, be it &lt;em&gt;Zara Jhoom Jhoom&lt;/em&gt; or be it &lt;em&gt;Ashiq Banaya Apne&lt;/em&gt;. But everywhere u can listen to him... including all the showrooms, discs, cars and streets! I believe he shud chang his name to Mr.Omnipresent :D. I wonder why are his songs getting so much appreciation. No doubt, in the begining, it was a good change to hear a new guy and his peppy numbers but today they look like a punishment and torture since excess of everything is bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont understand,, whats making him sucha BIG hit, Aren't ppl getting bored of him. His decision of coming to foreground from the background of Tarzan, Julie and all those albums he gave was not so bad but he is mercylessly bombarding the market with his almost similar songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can divide ALL the songs in this world into 2 categories - Himu's songs and Non - Himu's songs. And if we count the NUMBER of both the types we intentionally/unintentioonally hear in a day - definitely, Himu is gonna win :D :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fana has hit the market right time when I am damn depressed with Himu's music. Guess, that is increasing my love for Fana with each passing day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaand Sifarish Jo Karta Hamari...&lt;br /&gt;Deta Woh Tumko Bata...&lt;br /&gt;Sharm-O-Haya Ke Pardei Gira Ke...&lt;br /&gt;Karni Hai Humko Khata... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114663484592715931?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114663484592715931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114663484592715931&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114663484592715931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114663484592715931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/himesh-vs-non-himesh.html' title='Himesh Vs Non-Himesh'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114586181431046173</id><published>2006-04-23T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:02:50.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dushman Gang...</title><content type='html'>Villians and Vamps are one of the most important part of r movies. Imagining a movie without a villian is quite tuf as they are the ppl who add the real spice tio the movie... perhaps,  we r not used to of watching goodie goodie everywhere. And so are some dushman gangs necessary in hostel and colleges to add some adventure and thrill to the funn filled college life :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I too had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dushman gang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my post graduation. The main culprit of the gang was my childhood frnd who was my classmate for 12 years I spent in school.  Though we spent lotta time together in school but r frndship was not so healthy - most of the time we competed for r scores, for the prizes in those painting competitions and even in crsuhes :D. Things worsened when we left the school and after 3 years, both of us joined the same institute for the post ghraduation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hostel, our rooms were exactly opposite . We used to stare, glare at each other; comment and giggle as well but never never talked. Hers was a group of 5 senseless weird gals and of course, it became something like My Group Vs Her Group. We called the group &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hum Panch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and my frnds used to tease me singing the soong..&lt;em&gt;tu jahan jahan chalega, mera saaya saath hoga...&lt;/em&gt; and named her &lt;em&gt;saaya&lt;/em&gt;. Though it was a coincidence that whereever we went, either she was already there or she used to reach there b4 we leave- be it the hostel mess, or the market or the lab or anyplace in that big university campus. - and that got her the name &lt;em&gt;saaya&lt;/em&gt;" and that gave my frnds the chances to teaee me .. ufff. Her group was really resourceful - they used to have all the latest movies on their computer but the selfish ppl never shared it with the hostel - we had to hack their systems in order to get the stuff :D. Hostel ppl called them "Inert Gases" because of their properties but singing hum paanch's title track in front of them was fun :D :D It was fun spying her and the group for the info abt their latest BFs and all the nonsense things which looked very sensible that time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again competing for the scores and then the placements - all those childhood characters we didnt miss :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things have changed in last one year after we all left the college and joined office. Life was peaceful here in this city, till last month when she got transfered to the gurgaon office of her company. Ohh Noo. My frnds sung &lt;em&gt;Janam janam ka saath hai...&lt;/em&gt; for this situation :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that gurgaon is a small place and i cant escape from seeing her face someday. And yesterday it was the day. I was in Sec 14 with mty close frnd who is her ex roomie and she saw her.Thankfully, I was busy paying ma bills and hence got a chance to ignore her :D She is the person I really hate. Though, she is not that bad but over the time, r relation has ripened and rotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish not to see her again. Bhagwanji, u r listening na :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114586181431046173?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114586181431046173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114586181431046173&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114586181431046173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114586181431046173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/dushman-gang.html' title='Dushman Gang...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114535839521327277</id><published>2006-04-18T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T04:06:35.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Time :)...</title><content type='html'>Nobody tagged me but my heart jumped when I read it on z000nie's blog and cudnt stop myself from filling this crazy form :D. I need a break from that monotonous C#.net which I am studying like a donkey for last 1 month :((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I have only one book with me n that is there with me all 24 hrs - Microsoft Self paced kit for C#.net. Page 18 - ok - it says some crap about the data types used in C#. Interested in deatils? OK, then get that book and turn to Page 18 urself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great!! I got this water bottle and realised that I am thirsty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some Himesh Reshamiya's number(3 days back). I wonder, how hard working he is!! 24*7 he is on TV and FM. &lt;em&gt;Himesh uncle, kabhi thaktei nahi ho kya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be around 11:20 AM. Actually I am waiting for a frnd since morning and have seen the watch 100 times since then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:28 AM. Not bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager yelling at some other team member(thankfully, its not me :D)&lt;br /&gt;D and H discussing something about the document they are writing for the client and also whispering somethimes(abt the PM and PL :D )&lt;br /&gt;Lot of ppl hitting their keyboards mercilessly. (Me too :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to office from ma hostel. Bus :) And I was talking to my frnds in the bus. Bus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z000nie's blog and that really inspired me to take this quiz. And before that I was chatting with R. And before that I was studying. And before that I was checking my mails. And before that I was talking to S on phone. And before that I was  .... Ab isse zyada yaad nahi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, its not pink :). An orange and green suit, my dear Next watch, my fav archies gals deo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I dreamt about my MCP exam which is really haunting me these days. I saw myself and H taking the exam but the thing whic I missed was the result :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'day evening. Went out with some of the frnds whose company I really really enjoy. It was a 2 hour gossip session at the farthest CCD of r city - all 4 of us meeting after a long time and talking all nonsense and laughing like idiots :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see my cubicle walls, rather partition. 2 Calendars with the leaves marked in RED :D and my name plate which reads same everytime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly. But yea, met a frnd SB y'day evening and heard all his weird n crazy experiences of the car rally he just came back frm. It was mind blowing, just amazing!!! Driviing in the villages n deserts of rajasthan for 4 days in those harsh and tuf conditions - damn adventorous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy and I like crazy things :). I was not gettng any topic to write. Thanks to z000nie . Huggzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaadi Se Pehle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. There was nothing like the title in the movie. It was just another weird love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pata nahi, sachhhii :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I dunno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;em&gt;pakka pakka&lt;/em&gt; tell u, as soon as I come to know. Heeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager's dress. He is ALWAYS in the same shirt. Yuckkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I love dancing but only with frnds and a friendly and comfortable ambience. I cant dance with strangers or even acquaintances or if everyone is staring at me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. George Bush.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pata nahi &lt;/em&gt;but yea, I do get lot of forward mails about him. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poochi-Pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poochi-Poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No yaar. My parents want me to parcel abroad to some NRI groom but I am seriously not interested and thats making me really upset :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the cutest gal on that planet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. 4 people who must also do this meme in their journal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defly, some crazy soul like me who read it and just jump to fill the crazy form :P :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114535839521327277?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114535839521327277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114535839521327277&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114535839521327277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114535839521327277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/tag-time.html' title='Tag Time :)...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114527112334130248</id><published>2006-04-17T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:52:03.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KIds...</title><content type='html'>Monday - I hate this day - Getting back to work after so much fun n relaxing - is an absolute curse! But then its a kadwa sach kinna thing :(. Last weekend didnt include any movie, shopping or hanging out with pals; but still it was the best as I had a visit to my elder sister's house who is living in the same city with dear jiju and the lovely 5 months old baby - Poki (thats my fav name which I have chosen from his pool full of the names, my sis is a champion in naming ppl - the poor baby gets almost 5 new name everyday :D ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited to see the baby as I was meeting him after almost 2 long months  I wonder, how atached I feel to both the kidss in my family. I enjoyed being the youngest in ma family for 23 years. But then getting promoted to Bua and then Maasi was absolute bliss! I remeber when Dhruv was  born, I was soo scared of holding him as he was sooo liitttle, thanks to the blanket and the sweators which added some weight to him :). His tiny fingers - his red cheeks - his hairlessi scalp - evertthing was looking amazingly magical :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, we make them spoiled brats bcoz the charm they have is immense and unlimited. The little bundles of joy deserve all the love and affection we feel for them. Taking care of them for those 9 months and then giving them the birth after all those ugly pains looks worth when the parents hold the baby proudly. I have actually seen that proud on my bhaiya bhabhi and didi jeeju's face.  Earlier I didnt have a slightest hint of the love and feelings for a new born in my family but now I know that how important kids are!  Both the kids are the VIPS of r family and I really miss them a lot. Though its not possible to see them that ofen, I love listening to the bizarre langugae they talk omn phone (hey, isn't google coming up with some language translators for kids :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Actually, I wrote it almost 4 weeeknds back but wasnt able to post it on the blog. Oops, lazy gal :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114527112334130248?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114527112334130248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114527112334130248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114527112334130248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114527112334130248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/kids.html' title='KIds...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114473784538179767</id><published>2006-04-10T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:19:40.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choclate Day...</title><content type='html'>Oficially its not today, but for me, Its definitely a choclate day! Have been getting &lt;em&gt;chappar phaad ke&lt;/em&gt; choclates since morning. A Good Morning chocolate from H *blush* and then some fundu ones from my manager who is just back from sweden :D Man, I love choclates and the flavour increases exponentially if they are free. Heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of confusion, I have finally decided to go for Sony W 550 I handset. Though a bit expensive, but its a lovely handset with that pinkish orange panel and a real girlish look :). But that will be only if I clear my certification exam coming up in month end. I will defly reward myself with the new hanset if I clear the exam. I actually need such incentives to study and cell phones are no doubt my weakness :D :D. Well, last week I was quite restless as I cudnt afford the handset I liked, it was above 15K and I didnt have that much money to give for a single device. Niether I cud ask my parents nor had a superrich BF who cud buy it for me with a one word command. Sometimes I wish I had loadz of money so that I cud buy everything I want but then the other moment I think that its the happyness n satisfaction which is more important and not money! And buying such costly  n fascinating things just like that will loose all that thrill n adventure and charm which we feel when buy it with the hard earned money. Like I will be cutting short my shooping and phone bills so as to adjust the handset bill and that will make it even more lovable and &lt;em&gt;jaan se pyara &lt;/em&gt;for me :). Wat say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest Craze : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu hi meri shab hai, subah hai, tu hi din hai mera...&lt;br /&gt;tu hi mera rab hai, jahan hai, tu hi meri duniya...&lt;br /&gt;dooba main tere liye, main hu tera lamha...&lt;br /&gt;kaise rahega bhala, hokar tu mujhse juda....&lt;br /&gt;O o o o o o o o o o o o o o ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114473784538179767?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114473784538179767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114473784538179767&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114473784538179767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114473784538179767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/choclate-day.html' title='Choclate Day...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114440207578641270</id><published>2006-04-07T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T02:46:11.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>Last nite I got a chance to watch TV (I rarely do that bcoz the common room is on first floor and am too lazy to go upstairs). After half an hour of surfing, I got the song - &lt;em&gt;Dhadak dhak &lt;/em&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Bubbly Bunty &lt;/em&gt;and I was delighted to watch it as it refreshed all my memories of the day when I watched the movie with my frnds. H and J were shocked to see me whisting, clapping, shouting, screaming, dancing, singing, hooting n jumping on my seat in that crowdy theatre! Obviosly, it was my darling's movie and u cant expect me to watch it just like that! My dear roomiez A and N were quite aware of my love for Abhishek Bachhan so they didnt react that badly but H and J sweared not to watch AB's movie with me ever again!!! And after the movie, we had a lunch at Sagar Ratna which I started visiting very frequently after that and then I met &lt;a href="http://itzallabtlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Enigma's&lt;/a&gt; dreamboy- AG :D :D :D. Nice couple- I must say :P. THough I was quite upset that day bcoz of some office probs but then the great time with the frnds cheered me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, as soon as I opened my eyes and switched on the FM, I heard the Parineeta song. &lt;em&gt;Soona soona maan ka aangan &lt;/em&gt;which I actually avoid to listen.  And the song was enuf to wet my half open eyes as it reminded me of some good and bad old time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the office, I heard, title track of &lt;em&gt;Kal ho na ho&lt;/em&gt;... my dearest song - which brought the storm of memories- all the fun I had listening to the songs and watching this movie with ma frnds in hostel , my craze for the movie which has increaed exponentially with the time and the fact that this song is soo true nd close to my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Dr.Zeus's &lt;em&gt;Kangna&lt;/em&gt; in lunch which reminded me of my practice sessions we had in hostel for the jazz dance :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, how do we relate time and activities to the songs we listen to! I wonder, how do we actually stick the memories to those pieces of songs!!! And then even a word of that song is enuf to bring tonns of memories to r heart, a smile to r lips, tears to r eyes. I wonder, really!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114440207578641270?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114440207578641270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114440207578641270&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114440207578641270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114440207578641270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114379467653035342</id><published>2006-03-31T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:44:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee...</title><content type='html'>Have been damn damn busy since last week. Actually, have  a service release coming up next week and till then, its like a BIG BIG tension. The original deadline was today's but then  it was postponed as we got some more work from the client. Now its the next week - that means another week of late stays, sleepless nites and all that terrible tension which I hate... uff!! I dont know will I able to enjoy ma rafting trip or not for which we r leaving tonite and will be back on monday morning. I am really excited for not just the trip but also going to ma home which is on the way with the 20 dear frnds. It will be fun to introduce them all to Mom n Pop, splly H :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't write anything else abhi - posting some jokes - dont mind if u have already read them  - they made me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:  Where were U born?&lt;br /&gt;Student : In Tiruvanantapuram.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Spell it?&lt;br /&gt;Student : (after thinking) I think I was born in GOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar complained 2 Police : Sir all items are missing, except the TV in my house.&lt;br /&gt;Police : How the theif did not take TV???&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : I was watching TV na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If you call your mother as MUM.. What will you call Mother's younger sis and elder sis&lt;br /&gt;Answer : MINIMUM &amp; MAXIMUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Tihar Jail ordered 999 Shirts and 1000 Pants for its inmates. Why the odd combination?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Bcos SALMAN KHAN is coming and He hardly wear SHIRTs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: When do you congratulate someone for their Mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : On their Wedding !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Whats the height of Intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : A 99 year old Sardar going for HUTCH ka naya lifetime scheme ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114379467653035342?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114379467653035342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114379467653035342&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114379467653035342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114379467653035342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114317412086373108</id><published>2006-03-23T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:22:00.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Watch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/beingcyrus.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - Thriller - Murder mystery - A Parsi family n a strager - M damn busy this weekend - Cant watch it :( -  Dont know anything else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114317412086373108?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114317412086373108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114317412086373108&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114317412086373108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114317412086373108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/next-watch.html' title='Next Watch...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114308523742283606</id><published>2006-03-22T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:40:37.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoke :D ...</title><content type='html'>Once all the scientists die and go to heaven.......they decide to play hide-n-seek...... Unfortunately Einstein is the one who has the den...........He is supposed to count upto 100...and then start searching..... Every one starts hiding except Newton......... Newton just draws a square of 1 meter and stands in it right in front of Einstein........... Einstein's counting 1,2,3......97,98,99.....00........ He opens his eyes and finds Newton standing in front........ Einstein says "newton's out..newton's....out....." Newton denies and says i am not out........ He claims that he is not Newton...... All the scientists come out to see how he proves that he is not Newton.......... Newton says "I am standing in a square of area 1m squared..... That makes me Newton per&lt;br /&gt;meter squared...... since one Newton per meter squared is one Pascal, I'm Pascal, Therefore Pascal is OUT !!!!!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever soul :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114308523742283606?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114308523742283606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114308523742283606&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114308523742283606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114308523742283606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/zoke-d.html' title='Zoke :D ...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114291657747588441</id><published>2006-03-20T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:49:37.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend1 Vs Weekend2</title><content type='html'>Monday - back to work - after a not-so-rocking weekend - totally opposite to the last weekend!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Friday 1 Vs Friday2 was a big one and the Friday1 won too easily!! As it was a one of the most memorable nites of ma life. Memories of the  first visit to CLIMAX - Delhi's most happening disc will always make me smile :). Me, S, M and a new frnd SB who is a real party boy enjoyed each n every moment of the drive, the rain, the disc !! It was nice to try lotta stuff that nite  but the best was Kahlua - i dont know how to spell it but it was damn yummy *grin*. I wonder, it was hardly 10 ml but the taste lasted for almost 36 hours :). Going late nite n coming back early morning - loosing all the control and dancing all night - ultimate fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the Friday2 evening, welx it was a gossipping sesison with H who has transformed from a close frnd to semi crush and then to a crush :D. Althugh I dont miss even a single chance to  tease n irritate him but still I cant see him in pain.And that evening I realised how much pain he is suffering from bcoz of some problems in which even I cant help him much! He is sucha innocent guy, like my angel - all the time trying to make my life better and more comfortable for me :). I wish I cud steal atlaest those small n weird probs from his life n make him smile :). It was bad to see him upset n that was enough to snatch ma smile from ma lips :(.Perhaps, this is how u feel for the few special people in ur life :). Watever, the hang over of his pain continued till saturday and ruined saturday as wel :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday1 Vs saturday2 was even worse. Saturday1 was a day on which I enjoyed with ma darling roomiez - we had all sotta fun n masti in r room but on Saturday2, I was all alone in not just ma room but the whole hostel - all the gals were out  of station but i was there talking to the walls and staring at the ceiling :((. Afternoon was still ok doing the household chors - washing clothes, changing bedsheets, cleaning the almirah, folding n ironing the clothes but the evening was a real depressing one!! TV broke down - my cell got discharged n the dear electricity went off - grrrrr. Thanks to Airtel for giving me 100 free sms to be sent in 2days :). I didnt miss even the faltoo people in my adress book from those stupid idiotic fwd msgs :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, Sunday1 Vs Sunday2 was a different one. As my sweetu frnds came all the way from delhi - justt for me and we had a real blast in metro mall - spending 2 hrs in food court n trying almost everything they serve there :D. Buying a lovely capri cum jeans for myself :) And all that made the day an excellent one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, Weekend1 won. no doubt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest Craze&lt;/strong&gt; : The Sting song :)&lt;br /&gt;Every Breath You Take...&lt;br /&gt;Every Move You Make...&lt;br /&gt;Every Bond You Break...&lt;br /&gt;Every Step You Take...&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Watching You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114291657747588441?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114291657747588441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114291657747588441&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114291657747588441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114291657747588441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/weekend1-vs-weekend2.html' title='Weekend1 Vs Weekend2'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114207165184980606</id><published>2006-03-11T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:07:31.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It A Saturday...?</title><content type='html'>In last one year, this is the first saturday  when i m sitting in office with this &lt;em&gt;dibba&lt;/em&gt; rite in front of me. Though, its not the love with my work which got me here, .... yea but i wud love the word MCP with ma name and thats why i decided to come to office today so that i can study n practice the programing language here in solitude. But actually its not that lonely with the evil devil  inetrnet, bloody messengers on ma machine and last but not the least, these lovely songs on FM , grrrr. It wud have been better to stay at home, sleep or hang out in the damn romantic weather rather then sending stupid mails and doing faltoo ki net surfing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhagwanji plz gimme the power to study, so that I can clear the dear exam which is now looking like a career goal to me. Thanks for the dear H who is taking the exam with me, Its always good to study with a guy on whom u have a semi crush :D (semi bcoz i m still trying to convince myself that i like him :P :D). but he too is out of station today :(, missing him like anything... ufff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watever, hope u buddies are having a rocking time out there!!! Enjoy n have a gerat weeeknd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest craze:&lt;/strong&gt;soniye....&lt;br /&gt;teri bina meri subah nahi jalti...&lt;br /&gt;teri bina meri shaam nahi dhalti...&lt;br /&gt;tere bina meri raah hai pighalti&lt;br /&gt;soniye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114207165184980606?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114207165184980606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114207165184980606&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114207165184980606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114207165184980606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-it-saturday.html' title='Is It A Saturday...?'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114189300902048035</id><published>2006-03-09T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:30:46.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinki 'n' Pinku :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;teddies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are soo cute and everybody loves them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how old they are...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how fat they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they get soo many hugs..... &lt;br /&gt;that sometimes i feel jealouf of them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind, abhi to i m in love with Pinki n Pinku ... sitting all the time on my desk, right in front of me and just starring at me when i m writing the code, checking the mails, surfing the net, talking on phone, sipping coffee(w/o sugar :D), gossipping with my teammates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love them lots.. hope u too will like them.. wanna be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/teddy1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" height="200", width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114189300902048035?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114189300902048035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114189300902048035&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114189300902048035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114189300902048035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/pinki-n-pinku.html' title='Pinki &apos;n&apos; Pinku :)'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114163784739877172</id><published>2006-03-06T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:37:27.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling...</title><content type='html'>Oh My God... didnt know what fun it is, boy!!! Did it for the first time on Friday nite and fell in love with the game. Its fun, really!!! Though I was not able to make a good start but thanks to J, A, M and V for motivating me n teaching me how to do that. Finally, I got it in the 7th shott, when blew all in a single shot.  Now I have just 2 more wishes - learn swimming and go to Odyssey - the most happening disc of this area :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Have got a pair of very shweet teddies on my desk. People from different corners of my ODC are coming to meet them :). I have named them Pinki and Pinku... thats me n my dreamboy :) Will post their snaps soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114163784739877172?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114163784739877172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114163784739877172&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114163784739877172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114163784739877172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/bowling.html' title='Bowling...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114129319799707541</id><published>2006-03-02T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T02:48:29.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Bytes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/typesoflove.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" height="400" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out yours.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is the one-sided love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114129319799707541?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114129319799707541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114129319799707541&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114129319799707541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114129319799707541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-bytes.html' title='Love Bytes...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114112199959372506</id><published>2006-02-28T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:26:22.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funda Marketing Ka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...aao dilli celebrate karein hum, mirchi aur airtel ke sang..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in the tune of airtel music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...come lets celebrate delhi with radio mirchi and airtel..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been singing this line for last one week. I wonder, how catchy these ad punches are *grin*. And singing this jingle is like hitting 3 targets with a single arrow; looks like publising the delhi week, radio mirchi n airtel ; everywhere I go :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have extremely less knowledge abt the management topics like marketting and all. But, these marketting ppl are too too professional for sure. Radio Mirchi was enjoying its tie up with Hutch, just a couple of months back when hutch turnned pink n Mirchi substituted atleast one word of all the shownames with the word &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;. Though the RJs didnt sound that happy with the decision but I am sure Mirchi got a huge amount for this advertising campaign! And now these Mirchi ppl have tied up with Hutch's biggest rival- Airtel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooo professional!!!! May be thats why I didnt go for MBA, bcaoz I cant keep my emotions aside :). Its good to be an average softawre developer than a bad manager. Wat say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... aao dilli celebrate karein hum airtel aur mirchi ke sang..." *grin* *grin*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114112199959372506?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114112199959372506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114112199959372506&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114112199959372506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114112199959372506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/funda-marketing-ka.html' title='Funda Marketing Ka...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114077310064630095</id><published>2006-02-24T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T01:25:00.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzy Jazz...</title><content type='html'>Had absolutely no idea of this term, &lt;strong&gt;"Jazz"&lt;/strong&gt; before last week when I joined &lt;strong&gt;Ashley Lobo's DanceWorks&lt;/strong&gt;, the dance school of the famous choreographer of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dhoom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Socha Na Tha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :). And, immediately after the first class, I fell in love with it. Its amazingly mind blowing, just tooo good!! The studio is quite far from my place. Me n S have to actually struggle so as to reach the place. Changing 3 autos n 1 rickshaw everytime on unfriendly roads of gurgaon gives us a bag full of good n bad experiences to share *grin*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, dance classes r worth all the pain we take in reaching to that place. The hot and sexy instructors are the biggest incentive for the male students and their tonned bodies are the biggest inspiration for the female students who dream of having a body like that *wink*. No doubt, all of them r cute chics, I wonder, they are full of soo much enthu n energy everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a course of 8 classes. 2 are already done. Each class is a combo of work out and then some light n eazy jazz steps. The steps are too fascinating; i just love them all.. muuaaa. Yesterday I n S practiced the steps in r room, but cudnt get any english jazz track in my colection. Guess what, we played a punjabhi dance CD and had a blast dancing on Kangana tera ni.... cant believe it the steps were really going with the song,,, well thats the magic of jazz *grin*. Hey, z000nie, u got me addicted to that song and I love it even more as my jazz looks cute on the track. *hugzz* *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhi we have 6 more classes to go and I hope the thrill n excitement to increase exponentially with each class *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Jazzing *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114077310064630095?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114077310064630095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114077310064630095&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114077310064630095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114077310064630095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/jazzy-jazz.html' title='Jazzy Jazz...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114060300287017030</id><published>2006-02-22T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T02:10:02.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel People...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, as I n S were rushing for r dance class, we waved at a ricksahw pulller who was on the other side of the wide road. He saw a potential customer n immediately attempted to cross the veryy busy road. In no time, a speedy scooter appeared n collided with the rickshaw. Oh My God, it was terrible. The rickshaw puller somehow managed to maintain his balance. But the cruel scooterist started yelling on the poor rickshawwala. He turned the rickshaw upside down n crossed his scooter over it, not just this he jumped on the rickshaw and the poor rickshaw wala cud not say anything to that ghatiya fellow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not able to hear anyjing bcoz of the traffic but everything was happening in front of r eyes. I wonder, the poor rickshawwala didnt say anything. why? The accident was not his fault, it just happened!!! And it was really nooo justice to do such an inhuman thing  with the poor fellow. It was indeed very barbaric. Atleast the educated ppl are not expected to be soo cruel. It was a good way for him to get rid of his frustration but what of the helpless poor guy who works for whole day in the sun, rain n harsh conditions in order to earn for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These scenes are very common in gurgaon. everytime we go out, we find across such so called rich n modern educated ppl who dont deserve god;s blessings of being educated if they cant behave like one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114060300287017030?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114060300287017030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114060300287017030&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114060300287017030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114060300287017030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/cruel-people.html' title='Cruel People...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-114017537535852233</id><published>2006-02-17T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T03:22:55.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Be Stupid...</title><content type='html'>It has been ages, since I last posted a song on my blog! Welx, heard/watched this song of &lt;strong&gt;Shania Twain&lt;/strong&gt; y'day at the DT and fell in love with it *grin*. Enjoy the song... *strictly, no dedications* *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so complicated you hang over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;When I read my mail &lt;br /&gt;I don't appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to other guys&lt;br /&gt;You think they're on my tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so aggrevated when I get off the phone &lt;br /&gt;And get the third degree&lt;br /&gt;I'm really feelin' frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you take a pill and put a little trust in me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't freak out until you know the facts&lt;br /&gt;Relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't be stupid you know I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be ridiculous you know I need ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be absurd you know I want ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be impossible oh oh oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad about you (I'm mad about you)&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you (I can't live without you)&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy about you (I'm crazy about you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't be stupid you know I love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop overreacting&lt;br /&gt;You even get suspicious when I paint my nails&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely distracting&lt;br /&gt;The way you dramatize every little small detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't freak out until you know the facts&lt;br /&gt;Relax Max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be stupid you know I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be ridiculous you know I need ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be absurd you know I want ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't be impossible oh no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad about you (I'm mad about you)&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you (can't live without you)&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy about you (I'm crazy about you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't be stupid you know I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-114017537535852233?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114017537535852233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=114017537535852233&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114017537535852233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/114017537535852233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-be-stupid.html' title='Don&apos;t Be Stupid...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113990809267063529</id><published>2006-02-14T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:08:12.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day :)</title><content type='html'>Some people hate to see Valentine's day come around. Somer have ended relationship and feel lonely while others have not yet met that someone special. Valentine's Day should be a day  to share love with those around you. Below are 10 thoughts you can do this Valentine Day to make it special. ( It works, believe me, I got them in a mail and they reallly cheered me up) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Look around you and appreciate those who care about you. Be thankful, that they are around you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rather then expect a card, send a card to someone specail in your life(your mom, a relative or a friend) and thank them for bieng there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Treat yourself. If you dont love yourself then you wont be able to love anyone else in a meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Call your mom , dad or anone special who has made a difference in your life, and thank them for caring about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Enjoy your day. Remember that you are exhanging a day of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Take 5 minutes,  sit quietly and reflect all your blessings in your life. Remember there are always those who are in a worse situation than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do something nice for someone today ... it maybe as simple as smiling someone in an elevator or buying someone a coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Call that friend or relative whom you have not talked with in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cook or buy your favourite meal for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last but not the lesar, dont feel sorry for yourself. Just feel good about your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a very very Happy Valentine;s Day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113990809267063529?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113990809267063529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113990809267063529&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113990809267063529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113990809267063529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day :)'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113981248422803017</id><published>2006-02-12T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:34:44.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bomb Bomb Bomb...</title><content type='html'>12th Feb'06 - Metropolitan Mall, Gurgaon - PVR Cinema - &lt;strong&gt;Chronicles Of Narnia&lt;/strong&gt; - 6 PM Show - Me watching with my friends A and S, when the show was stopped and we heard the announcement "The show has to be stopped bcoz of some security reasons, kindly leave the audi in an orderly manner". Gosh!!! Whats that? What happened? We headed towards the door along with all those poor fellows who came to watch that unlucky show. As we came out of the audi, we were shocked to see that the &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; mall was empty. The mall which is always sooo crowded and it wsa damn crowded even 30 minutes back when we enteretd the audi for the show... it was empty... even the staff ppl of the Food Court were running! Both the escalators were going down... that was looking quite funny :). But we didnt have time to stop and discuss the scene so we just took the emergency stairs and reached the ground floor from the third floor in hardly 2 minutes.. wow what a speed!!! We were actually the last ones to leave the mall. On coming out, we found the huuuge crowd and the cars coming out of the basement parking and the Squad POlice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just ran, took an auto and reached home. and we didnt have even a hint of the problem!!!  We were just guessing and making every possible guess *grin*. Right from a bomb to a terriorist attack to a fire breaking out in the basement and a riot due to that cartoon wala hungama n all. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have good to die in the PVR Cinema audi. My soul wud have haunted the audia n watch alll the movies screened there.... hurreeyyyyy *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was that we 3 best frnds wrre together.. was really a &lt;strong&gt;jeena marna saath&lt;/strong&gt; types situation :) . It really doesnt matter that we live on earth or in heaven since all the time we r together n not so bothered about the others*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was a damn thrilling experience, I swear. We just switched On the TV to watch Aaj Tak so as to get the hint of the problem that spoiled r movie. It was a bomb... in fact a rumour !!! damn it!!!!!! We have cursed the fellow who spreaded the rumor; he wont be able to watch anyy movie for next 10 years.. duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, how big the losses caused must be!! The shops were left open, the eat outs were left unattended, the ppl who had shopped and paid.. and all those movie buffs who had that 150 bucks ka PVR ticket :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, thankfully I am safe and updating ma blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see the movie soon... cant afford to miss it.... its damn good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113981248422803017?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113981248422803017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113981248422803017&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113981248422803017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113981248422803017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/bomb-bomb-bomb.html' title='Bomb Bomb Bomb...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113955844856049904</id><published>2006-02-09T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:00:48.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viral Attack...</title><content type='html'>Hi, I am back after a tiring, ugly and sick week. Last 4 days were not so good as I had a viral attack and cold, cough and the bad bad throat infection :(. And it brought along a lot of frustration and depression along with it! The viral attack was most probably due to the change in weather in delhi. The climate has taken a real big shift from Very Cold to Warm. This shift has not only forced the sweators to stay in but also given this viral fever to lots of ppl,. Almost 50 % of my colleages are ill rt nw and I can hear loud voices of coughing from all the directions. OK, just imagine a Video-Con with the client in this scene. The PL is sitting with his 3 teammembers and 3 out of the four ppl participating are coughing and wiping their nose and the red eyes. What impression will it give on the client? He will suspect an epidemic in India and what else can he do as a prevention. He can install an extra firewall on his end so as to prevent the Virus from infecting his system. Or he can also stop sending/receiving the emails from this offshore office. Wow, in that case I dont need to send those horrible status reports :). How abt if he asks us to destroy all his code we have here, as the biggest caution? LOL. My client's intelliegnce level is this much only and indeed, I can imagine a similar behavior from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the above post is too biozarre to be Pinki's!! Oh no, am I sounding like z000nie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawwwwwwwwwwd... helllllllllllpppp!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113955844856049904?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113955844856049904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113955844856049904&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113955844856049904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113955844856049904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/viral-attack.html' title='Viral Attack...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113930678669018265</id><published>2006-02-07T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T02:11:55.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>When I close my eyes and retrospect... I can feel the love and affection I got in this new city, I can recall those good and old memories of my office and I can feel the joy of completing 1 year in this office :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th Feb'05 -&lt;/strong&gt; Pinki dressed in a pink suit, somehow managed to reach the office even in the heavy storm. Yea, she was scared bcoz it was her first day in the big IT company which by mistake selected her in the campus placements. She was shivering with cold when eneterde the room where she saw 27 new faces - scared and not so confident - just like her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next one month was superb. All the 28 ppl came close. They laughed. they smiled. They enjoyed their induction program and helped each other in carving out that professional hidden in them. They cried together as well when they were scattered in different projects according to the requirements. 3 differnt buildings - 10 different projects - even this was not enuf to drag them apart. They still cared for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the next one year was awesome. The Shimla trip! The movie program on weekends!! The cake cutting on bdays! The dance parties !! Everything was fun. 9 to 6 - they were in office and that was the time for all the group mails and conference chattings :). Though there was sub grouping but still all of them shared a veryy sweeet bond and the best part is that bond is getting stronger day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though God was a bit cruel sometimes, specially when 2 girls got married and shifted to new places and 4 other buddies also resigned and moved to other companies, but believe they never felt those distances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Touchwood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th Feb'06 -&lt;/strong&gt; Its a year of r frndship, all the fun we had and the love we share. I pray for the success of all the 28 ppl in ma lovely group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhagwanji, thank u sooo much for giving me these sweeet sweet frnds :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113930678669018265?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113930678669018265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113930678669018265&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113930678669018265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113930678669018265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113920069616690616</id><published>2006-02-05T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:38:16.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession...</title><content type='html'>Friends, I want to confess something!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want all my blog buddies to know about the sin I did last week.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is not less than a sin.&lt;br /&gt;I did something veryy wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The below post which u can read is actually not written by Pinki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I stole it from some other blog. Yes yes yes it was a sin I know. So what, I was damn busy and had no time to write anything... so what I was down with fever..... so what, I wanted to share ma excitement for the month of feb with all my blog budfies. I know I did something which is very wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please help me..... plz punish me... plzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113920069616690616?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113920069616690616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113920069616690616&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113920069616690616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113920069616690616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/confession.html' title='Confession...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113895082951736193</id><published>2006-02-02T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:18:35.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy February...</title><content type='html'>Heya. Congrats. Feb has started. Feb...the month of love...the time to romance... with most of the important days for the lovers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose day &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiss day&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choclate day&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valentine's day&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Bday  *grin*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these days are not only for lovers. Every year I celebrate them with my friends in the hope that next year I will celebrate them with my Valentine. But alas!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!!! Its Feb, and time to celebrate with your lovers n friends (in case u dun have any lover :P).&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy but dont forget my choclate, kiss, , rose and gift *sweet swweeet smile*&lt;br /&gt;Happy February!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/cutecouple.gif", hieght="350", width="350" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113895082951736193?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113895082951736193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113895082951736193&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113895082951736193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113895082951736193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-february.html' title='Happy February...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113859997614923408</id><published>2006-01-29T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T21:46:16.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rang De Basanti...</title><content type='html'>Another movie added to the list of &lt;strong&gt;My Favourite Movies&lt;/strong&gt;. I cant write anything about the story here bcoz &lt;a href="http://unameitjack.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackal&lt;/a&gt;, has scared me *grin*. One word can describe it - &lt;strong&gt;Ultimate&lt;/strong&gt;. Yuppies, movie is awesome, rocking and just tooo gooood. I am in love with the movie and the darling 5 frnds and r great freedom fighrters who fought soo bravely for their nation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after a long time when a movie made me cry *sob sob*. Not just funny, but it was sentii too. Not just a masala movie, but it was thought provoking as well. It asked me soo many questions like what am I doing for my country n am I able to contribute anything for my nation. And my answer was "Yes, I m working for an Indian software country which bringsthe revenue from america n europe to india" *big big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship - Pasion - Style - Humor - Fun - Patriotism -Good music - Unexpected end everything was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a must watch. Seriously. All u folks, please please watch it (hey, UTV is not paying me  for this... so u should trust me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish to see it once again... may be next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113859997614923408?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113859997614923408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113859997614923408&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113859997614923408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113859997614923408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/rang-de-basanti.html' title='Rang De Basanti...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113836245425524646</id><published>2006-01-27T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T04:05:15.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans Shlans...</title><content type='html'>Looking forward to this weekend as have some reall rocking plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two very close frnds coming from Noida for a stay in my hostel this weekend. And we have plans to do everything we used to in r hostel including prepare &lt;em&gt;bhelpuri&lt;/em&gt; and dance on r fav numbers and gossip all the stuff that happened since we last met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attack the Gurgaon malls and shop till we drop. The best time to shop with soo many sales and offers around :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch &lt;strong&gt;Rang de basanti&lt;/strong&gt; with both of them. I believe we 3 are the biggest movie buffs on this planet. Dying to watch RDB n that too with them :). Have already got the tickets booked :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to my sister's home and stay there for next week as Mom is coming. Though she has given me strict instructions to switch off my cell as soon as I step in her house and also not to bring any novel with me... that will be really inhuman :((. Never mind, can do anything to stay with Mom and my little nephew :).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a greaaat weekend, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113836245425524646?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113836245425524646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113836245425524646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113836245425524646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113836245425524646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/plans-shlans.html' title='Plans Shlans...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113807582528341574</id><published>2006-01-23T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:14:58.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/cartoon.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket", hieght = 400, width = "400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113807582528341574?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113807582528341574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113807582528341574&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113807582528341574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113807582528341574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113800089846663319</id><published>2006-01-22T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:21:38.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Compliments&lt;/strong&gt; - The word is big. But the meaning and the impact is even bigger. We give compliments to others.  And we get some as well. Though sometimes we know that its a left hand compliment just to impress us or something but still it gives u a reason to think, smile or  feel proud of!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I look back, I can find some of the compliments I got;  most of them related to my scores, my dance, my eyes or sometimes the wardrobe! But the recent one which I got really confused me. Just few days back, a hot chick types frnd told me that my butts are like Jennifer Lopez! Gosh!! I wasnot able to conclude that its a commment or a complimant since had no idea of her butts. But then thankfully, she added that they are world famous. I had very rare knowledge abt her, was not even able to recall her face, so point of remembering her butts!! Could not even surf the net for that, as it wont look nice to see such pics in office(I am sure her pics on net wont be decent enuf :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot abt it till my last Planet M visit where I found a shelf labelled &lt;strong&gt;Jennifer Lopez&lt;/strong&gt;. I picked 1 CD and found her pic on the cover but it was a front view, of course no butts.  I turned it back with great curiosity and a hope that the back of the cover will have a pic of her back. LOL. It was only after that, when I realised my foolishness. I was disappointed as all the covers had only a front psoe. I believe, people are more interested in that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still in a a dilemma that whether the compliment was left handed or right handed :-|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113800089846663319?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113800089846663319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113800089846663319&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113800089846663319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113800089846663319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/compliments.html' title='Compliments...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113765369962119250</id><published>2006-01-18T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:54:59.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Pack...</title><content type='html'>18th Jan'06 - The day was an avearge one but the night was amazing, studded with some fantasctic dreams. What do say when u meet a sweetheart in ur dream- &lt;strong&gt;Good&lt;/strong&gt;!!! And what do u say when u meet 2 of ur sweethearts in a dream and that too &lt;em&gt;saath saaath&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Excellent&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Gosh!!! Me too had a great dream last night in which I met ... guess guesss.... my sweetu &lt;strong&gt;Hriiiithik&lt;/strong&gt; :) Yeyyyyy. I was in an auditorium for some dance program where I found Hrithik just wandering in the corridor! I was shocked!!!! He looked at me and smiled - love his smile!!!!! With great difficulty, I just said, "I am a big fan of urs". He smiled once again and we shhok hands, yuppies , he had two thumbs and he was wearing a black leather glove with 2 thumbs. I was not able to click his snap and cursed myself for not buying a camera cell phone yet! Suddenly I noticed the guy accompanying him. None other then ma darling &lt;strong&gt;Abhishek Bachhan&lt;/strong&gt;. Cant believe it,. I shook hands with AB and fainted *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a treat really a big treat to be with 2 awesome men in the dream like this. Perhaps, it looked like an offer - &lt;strong&gt;buy 1 get 1 free&lt;/strong&gt; types. But who was free with whom? AB free with Hrithik or Hrithik free with AB? Cant say!!! Am in a dilemma. Watever, enjoyed the dream *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt; - I know all the guys are gonna write something bad for both of my sweetus since they are not that popular among boyz. And I know the reason - all the boys feel jealous of them *devilish grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113765369962119250?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113765369962119250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113765369962119250&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113765369962119250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113765369962119250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/twin-pack.html' title='Twin Pack...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113739070499951098</id><published>2006-01-15T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T21:53:08.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto Expo/Zinda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Auto Expo &lt;/strong&gt;- Though I am not a techsavy or very much interseted in automobiles n all, but still visitied the 8th Auto Expo here in Pragati Maidan, Delhi last saturday. And believe me, it was fun, realllllyyy fun!!! The amazing cars, bikes, all the stuff and the models! Hey, the cool dudes there were also not bad *wink*. Thanks to C for planning it  as she had to meet an old frnd there who too had a stall for soem spare parts used in the cars. Maruti, Tata, Honda, TVS, Ford - all the big names were there. Bluetooth enabled car, racing bikes, the colorful glittering international cars - just fell in love with everythingf. But the concept which really impressed me was the hall of Dilip Chabaria's customized cars. Gosh, how creative he is!! Converting Accord in a two seater car with its amazing doors opening towawards up were really rocking. The show was really a treat for boyz out theer as most of them are interested in cars n bikes and no doubt, all of them are interested in the pretty models in those revealing mini skirts and a plastic smile!!! I wonder, how much they are paid for wearing it in the crowd damn cheap saying all that &lt;em&gt;ghatiya&lt;/em&gt; stuff to them and clicking their snaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was good but  I lost my senses near the Fiesta stall, Oh my god, there was a hjuge really poster of my darling- Abhisghek Bachhan over there. Could not leave any chance of clicking a snap of it *wink*. Thanks to Fiesta ppl for giving me a really cute poster of him. &lt;em&gt;Go Fida&lt;/em&gt; *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zinda &lt;/strong&gt;- I was really excited for the movie for 2 reasons - John Abraham and the song which Strings sung in the movie. Alas, I was terribly disappointed! Not just bcoz the movie was toooo brutal, depressing and senseless but also bcoz John had a very small; rol;e that too negative and the Strings song was shot with a pathetic video which I preferred watching with my face burried in my friend's; jacket.. Out of my 9 frnds accompanying me in the movie hall, all the 6 boys were delighted and left no chance of appreciating it but it t was just  opposite with us, the 4 gals who didnt want to discuss anything abt the nonsense movie. Hey,. I think I shud end this post as its reminding me of the last nite!! Gosh!!! I wont advice any anyone to watch it, splly the gals!! Perhaps, boyz like those violent and brutal scenes *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113739070499951098?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113739070499951098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113739070499951098&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113739070499951098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113739070499951098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/auto-expozinda.html' title='Auto Expo/Zinda...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113713344266086299</id><published>2006-01-12T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:28:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lohri...</title><content type='html'>Wishing u all a very very happy lohri :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Nitika, u must not be knowing about this festival, let me try explain it to u - Lohris a very important festival mainly celebrated in Punjab and Haryana, on 13th Jan. People gather with their friends and families and make a bonfire. they eat &lt;em&gt;moongfalis, rewaris, popcorn,&lt;/em&gt; sing songs, dance on &lt;em&gt;dhol&lt;/em&gt;, enjoy and exchange greetings. Prayers are done for abundant crops and prosperity. And its particularly a happy occasion for the couples who for the first time celebrated Lohri after their marriage and also first Lohri of a new born child either a girl or a boy in a family(hey, its my nephew's first lohri, yeyyyy). Actually its celebrated in all the parts of India but with different name and style. Though, the significance is the same - the departure of the winter season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Lohri, somgs are sung and the young ppl ask for "lohri" from their elders , somewhat like this.,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder mundriya ...ho&lt;br /&gt;Tera kaun vichara..ho&lt;br /&gt;Dulla Bhatti walla...ho&lt;br /&gt;Dulle ne ti viahiyi...ho&lt;br /&gt;Saer Shakar payi...ho&lt;br /&gt;Kudi de boje payee...ho&lt;br /&gt;Shallu kaun samete...ho&lt;br /&gt;Chacha galee dese...ho&lt;br /&gt;Chache choori kutee...ho&lt;br /&gt;Zamindaran lutee...ho&lt;br /&gt;Zamindara sidaye...ho&lt;br /&gt;Gin-gin pole layee...ho&lt;br /&gt;Ik pola reh gaya...ho&lt;br /&gt;Sipahi farh ke lei gaya...ho&lt;br /&gt;Aakho mundao...taana...&lt;br /&gt;Mukai da dana...&lt;br /&gt;Aana lei ke jana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113713344266086299?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113713344266086299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113713344266086299&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113713344266086299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113713344266086299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-lohri.html' title='Happy Lohri...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113697501545588235</id><published>2006-01-11T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:23:35.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy...</title><content type='html'>Dont know, its some sort of weather impact, an unknown disease thru which I am suffering, a curse from a hidden enemy or bcoz of my growing age or wat but I am feeling terribly lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, the notorious &lt;em&gt;dill ki sardi &lt;/em&gt;is the biggest culprit for my lazyness. According to the weather dept, its  that cold here after almost 70 years. The record breaking temperature is 0.2.C Gosh!!! Why was it needed to break the record this year. The figure of 100 would have been better :). Its damn damn cold here. Getting out of the quilt in early morning seems to be impossible.  In office, the N number of sweators and my &lt;em&gt;motu&lt;/em&gt; overcoat gives me a excuse to skip the work given by my PL and just chk the mails with my fingers on the mouse :D. No questions of late stays for the girls like me as it turns too dark after 6 and the lonely roads of delhi are the biggest danger for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am,giving all these excuses bcoz of the less workload these days. Have to work like anything and have to stay in any case if the client cries or the PL gives me a deadlne for my work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I think this lazyness bug has biten my blog buddies as well. None of  blogs which I visited today after a long time, were updated except Z0000nie's with 3 new posts but then I was tooo lazy to read them. Sowwwrrrryyyy Z0000niew. I love ur posts, but this time my mind is in a bad shape. I believe, i really need to do something to get rid of this lazyness. Morning walk or joining an early morning judo karate class can work. Plesae wish me luck for say BYE to Mr.Lazynesss :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113697501545588235?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113697501545588235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113697501545588235&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113697501545588235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113697501545588235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/lazy.html' title='Lazy...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113628587720692785</id><published>2006-01-03T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T03:11:52.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happppy Neeeeew Yeeeeear...</title><content type='html'>I am afraid, am a bit late in wishing you! Never mind, wishes are veryyy fresh and straight from my heart  ((U thought they are from my keyboard... nah)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year - what changes is it really gonna make in my life? Just a new calender on the wooden partition opposite to me, just a night long party I had on 31st  nite, just those mails I exchnaged with my frnds n acquaintances and some of those formality phone callsto my relatives (they r yet to be made). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why was I waiting for this new year so eagerly? Perhaps, I just wanted to be on the other side of the year in hope of a better time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, no more resolutions this year. Dont want to feel guilty on breaking them. Though, resoolutions n promises are made to be broken only :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, wish you a very very very Happy New Year. I wish loads of happyness and tons of fun is waiting for you.. Luv u all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113628587720692785?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113628587720692785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113628587720692785&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113628587720692785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113628587720692785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/happppy-neeeeew-yeeeeear.html' title='Happppy Neeeeew Yeeeeear...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113593366244793908</id><published>2005-12-30T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:07:42.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhit Muqabla of 2005...</title><content type='html'>2005 is going. But the songs I heard for whole will remain in my heart for whole my life. The songs which I heard day and nite, the tunes which I loverd, the beats on which I danced, the lyrics which Ioved singing,  So, here I am compiling my fav songs for 2005. Perhaps, not the hottest but they are my fav. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pal, Yaad ayenge yei pal ((Indian Idol))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the first Hello tune on my cell which I dedicated to all my friends whom I missed like anything after leaving college. Those lovely and memorable moments are still fresh in my heart, :). The enthu with which the 10 Indian Idol contestants are singing this song is just unbeatable! Not just Abhijeet Sawanta but it freshens up the faces of Prajakta Shukre, Amit Sana, Rahul Vaidya, Ravindra and all those episodes I loved watching with my mom. Hats off to the darling ppl for making it to the show and singing sucha fantasctic song . Though u have to keep ur emotions for the original track aside :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tere Bin Saanu Soniye... ((Rabbi))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The romantic song which I adore the most. Though  its tough to dceode the hard core punjabi lyrics n I am  not able to get more than 50% of the words. But still, I am able to feel the emotions and the affection which singer wants to convey. The words &lt;em&gt;Amreeka - Roos - Malaysia&lt;/em&gt; reminds me of someone special in my life and makes me senti. I beleive it was my love for this song which dragged me to Rabbi's concert and I was surprised to see that all the youngsters out there were more excited for this song than &lt;em&gt;Bulla&lt;/em&gt; which actually made Rabbi a celebrity. No doubt, song is toooo sweeet and pure :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kastomaja...Yei hawayein gungunayein ((Parineeta))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaaa...lovely song.. lovely video.. lovely Saif and the lovely situation. Saif is missing his beloved and singing this sweetu song for her. Isnt it veryyy cute? Though all the songs of this movie are very close to ma heart including Piya Bole which was my fav before watching the movie but then this song overtook all others n became my fav.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kajrarey Kajrarey ((Bunty Bubbly))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song which rocked whole Delhi. Courtesy - Gulzar - NO - Shankar Mahadevan - NO - Ash - NO - Big B - NO - Small B - NO.  Then who?? Hey, its the FM channels - who played it atleast 100 times a day! I was left with no choice then listening to it as all the 3 channles used to air it simultaneously. No doubt, its a great dance number on which u can loose all r senses n just let urself go with the music. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitnei ajeeb rishtey hain ((Page 3))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bold movie which talked of everything from extra marrital affairs to threesome and from corrupt govt to fashion bizz. It was a nice slap to the pompy glamorous professionals who are actually too hollow.  The song is too philosphical, just like my fav "kal ho na ho" and no doubt veryy true! People are really like that, soo selfish; so opportunist, all hypocrtaes. Whatever, song is too good. Lets clap for Lata Aunty as well who makesv it even better :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maahi ve, teri yaad aati hai rey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hello tune on my cell.. this time by a pakistani singer.. Fakeer Mantra..though not sure of the name. But song is cool, no doubt. The pakistani singer and composition makes it verryyy different and veryy lovable. My callers were delighted to hear this lovely song and many of them went crazy searching for this track as it was not a poppular one and very few pl knew abt it.  A typical miss u - miss u song which I dedicated to someone special in my life n it was too situational that time. Well, today that person is no more in ma life. Thankfully, this song is still there. Love it. :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baawara mann dekhne chala ek sapna ((Hazaaro khwahishei aisi))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know much about the movie but still love the song. &lt;em&gt;Awesome, Crazy, Sweet, Soft&lt;/em&gt; are the few words which can describe the song. Perhaps, most of u have not heard the song but its an ultimate one for sure. A very soft song in &lt;em&gt;dont-know-who's &lt;/em&gt;voice! Maybe its the Piya Basanti wale uncle :D. Just guesssing!!! The singer is imagining everything &lt;em&gt;baawari&lt;/em&gt; i.e. crazy and thats the beauty of the song!!! I can imagine a pretty foot witha silver anklet, tapping the floor with the beats :). Just love it :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woh lamhe woh baatein ((Zeher))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have words to describe my love for this song. The remix is just amazing but even the original track is not bad.  I love the song like anything. Can hear it 100 times at a stretch. And can dance on it for whole nite :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me baby ((Garam Masala))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most funky song of the year with all those &lt;em&gt;muaaaah&lt;/em&gt;s and &lt;em&gt;puchiiii&lt;/em&gt;s. Hey, Adnan Sami has done a good job. The combustible song which drives me crazy :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aap Ki Kashish ((Aashiq Banaya Aapne))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himesh Reshamiya trying to become Anu Malik :D. No doubt, it was a good attempt and very successful as well :). The whole album, is a gift for all the music lovers like me. The title track, &lt;em&gt;Marjawa&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Zehreeli yaadein&lt;/em&gt;, all r good but what makes this song different from others is that its quite slow in the beginning but then the tempo rises and by the end, it becomes veryy fast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear even better songs in 2006. Till then.. &lt;em&gt;bajaaatei raho &lt;/em&gt;(( Red FM has bribed me for that :D))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113593366244793908?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113593366244793908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113593366244793908&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113593366244793908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113593366244793908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/superhit-muqabla-of-2005.html' title='Superhit Muqabla of 2005...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113566222504017475</id><published>2005-12-26T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:48:36.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissa 2005 ka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved from College to Office; to this IT industry &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Explored Delhi. Its not that bad!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw N (N&gt;30) movies at PVR and DT Cinema. A treat for my heart but a hammer on my pocket. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met J.K.Rowling, Paulo Coelho, Chetan Bhagat, Jhumpa Lahri, Dan Brown and got addicted to their work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost around 30% of the hair on my head. Miss them. Sob sob&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleared 2 certification exams and became NSE certified share broker, Still I am actually a software developer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did lots and lots of shopping. Yuhoooo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a coooool group of friends. Love them :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoyed those rocking bike rides, mostly with K.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got darker bcoz of Delhi's heat. Never mind, black is beautiful :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a fantasctic trip to Shimla with my dear friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, became a Software Engineer. Though couldnt make thru those engineering entrance exams!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fell in love with FM Channels - Radio Mirchi, Red FM, Radio City. Love hearing them at day, at nighat, everytime :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of the close frns got married and a distance popped up between us. Miss them :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tasted alcohol and fell in love with the following hang over. La la la la la&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got the designation of Bua and Mausi of 2 baby boys. They are sooooo cute. Can feel the real joy of having new arrivals in the family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my first salary and loved enjoying it :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faced a failure. Could not clear an interview for another IT company&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dated a guy but finally everything went wrong. !@#$%^&amp;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113566222504017475?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113566222504017475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113566222504017475&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113566222504017475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113566222504017475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/kissa-2005-ka.html' title='Kissa 2005 ka...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113507517894586448</id><published>2005-12-20T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T02:41:09.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How friends break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Both friends will think that other one is busy and will not contact thinking that he/she may be get disturbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes both will think let the other one contact first. After that each will think why I should contact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here your Love on him/her will be converted to Hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally without contacts/not in touch the memory becomes Weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They forget each other, finally one fine day they will meet and blame one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep in touch with all your friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, its true. Infact, veryy true. I have lost lotz of  good frnds bcoz of the same problem. Sometimes I hate myself bcoz of my shy, introvert and egoist nature which takes me far from my dear frnds. Only lucky people get good frnds. Thankfully,  I am lucky enough to get them but alas, at the same time, very unlucky as well as sooner or later, I loose most of them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if this blog of mine has turned into some journal logging all the good forwards I have in my inbox.  Sob Sob. I didnt want it to happen but actually the tons of work on my head is stopping me from posting anything original on my blog. I hope u all will excuse me for this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this new template? I wanted something witha black background but had no choice on the default templates present on the blogspot, so have to adjust with this one. I wish had some time to design my own!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113507517894586448?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113507517894586448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113507517894586448&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113507517894586448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113507517894586448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-friends-break.html' title='How friends break...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113453699686280439</id><published>2005-12-13T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:12:54.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview...</title><content type='html'>Though I am already working with a very reputed s/w company(lets call it A) for last 5 months but still couldn't stop myself from posting my resume when came across the opening in the famous telecom company (lets call it B) for freshers of 0-6 months experience. Not just the cool payscales but also the growing scope in telecom sector and the big name of the company dragged me and my best frnd S to the examination centre for the written test., with a copy of our resume, documents, photographs and the invitation mail for the test. I was sitting in an examination hall after almost an year but first time with absolutely no preparation. Though after  long time, but still it was the same fear, the same anxiety and the same butterflies in my stomach :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time, our eyes were busy looking around for any colleague/frnd. Actually we didnt want anyone to know that we took that exam bcoz we were not actually hunting for a job. We were there just for fun n trying our fate!! Keeping our fingers crossed, as we found some of our old batch,mates there but we were smart enuf to hide ourselves from them :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 7 sections in the test paper. quanti and reasoning sections were a cakewalk as I love them but  the C and Operating systems was really teasing. As I realised that I have forgotton most of the things I studied in my MCA, I promised myslf to brush up with the stuff in coming month!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the exam was fun, results were quite shocking. Both of us were shortlisted for the interview which was scheduled just 2 days from then.Oh My God. How could they shortlist ME? I kept on wondering for next 2 days!!!! For sure, those 2 days were the worst part of my life. I was not able to read my novels bcoz I had an interview and I was supposed to study. But I was not able to study as well as I knew that 2 days are tooo less for preparing for a big company like B which is famous for its tough technical interviews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my turn, I tried to make myself comfortable by recalling my last intervuiew which was around 18 months back(when A selected me in the campus placements). Hey, it was a cakewalk but I knew that this time, its not gonna be that eazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already knew that interview will be a comedy show as I didnt remember much from my course now, splly networking, data structures and UnIX which are B's fav areas :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for almost an hour, a veryy sweet lady called me in. She was around 35. I tried to judge from her looks that she is a technical or the HR lady!  She &lt;br /&gt;started with all those "tell us abt urself", "why are u leaving A", "why do wanna join B", "what abt ur poject", "what have u learnt in last 5 months" and all those typical questions.Then she tried to start with Netwoorking with some very basic questions but I refuesd as I really didnt remember ANYthing. Thankfully, she asked me some cool C basics which I knew  pretty well. My confidence grew as she looked more impressed and satisfied with my resume and I got quite sure abt my selection when this Mr.V banged the door and enetered the room with loadz of attitude. GOSH!!! He was really HOT :). And guesss what, yea it was a crush at first site. Heee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the crush was crushed when he started with OOPS and all those bizarre questions abt my technology .net and that too without any introduction and those questions which are meant for making an intial rapport between the two participants of the interview. Since he was not a .net guy, he bombarded me with all his queries n doubts abt .net which me the poor fresher who is just fixing some tiny bugs in C# was not able to answer that well. It was hardly 50% :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, he asked me, why do I want to leave A and join B at such an early stage? The reasons I told him were not at all suficient for him. He tried to explain me that being a fresher I should not have tooo high expectatioons from my employer. According to him I was working in a good project, a ggod domain , a good technology and an excellent company. He believe d that all the freshers face such probs in the beginning n I shud not be discouraged with them and shud tryo to focus more on my technology if I am not feeling comfortable with it. And its quite possible that I face the same probs in B as well. GOSH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guesss the expressions of astonishment were clearlr visible on my face a nd that &lt;br /&gt;made him say,&lt;em&gt;look, managers are like that&lt;/em&gt; followed by a loud laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder he gave me that "!!! Was it an interview or a career counselling &lt;br /&gt;session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last(n the least), he just cleared some of his doubts about stock exchange before telling me to leave as I am a NSE certified broker and working for a client which is actually a stock exhnage in europe. Hey, I think I should have charged him for answering those queries(not  questions!!) :P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost an hour, the HR lady told us the results. Alas, both of us were not selected :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy heart and a loose mind, I came back to my office!! Was feeling really secure in A's premises with that ID card around my neck!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had a fight with myself for rest of the day! I didnt want to be but still I was feeling low and upset. That feeling of rejectrion was hurting me somewhere deep inside. It was the first time I could not pass an exam. Why didnt they select me? My biggest strength - my confidence was with me till then but I started loosing it after that interview. I knew its not the end. But atill cudnt help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I need to learn from my mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhagwanji jo karte hain, achhe ke liye hi katrte hain :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Expecting those expert comments from the IT guys - splly Z0000nie and Rohan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113453699686280439?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113453699686280439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113453699686280439&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113453699686280439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113453699686280439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/interview.html' title='Interview...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113386339157519386</id><published>2005-12-06T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T03:59:04.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Munna Bhai Coder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Munna Bhai MBBS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just love this movie, love the mumbaiya language,, all the comedy and everything related it!!! Though whole movie is a combo of comedy and senti stuff but the  song which Munna sings for the poor boy in hospital is a typical &lt;em&gt;tapori&lt;/em&gt; one! Well, u all must have heard Munna in the movie but howz our &lt;em&gt;Munna bhai coder&lt;/em&gt; gonna sing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apun jaise tapori ko kya malum&lt;br /&gt;saalaa project kis chidia ka naam hai&lt;br /&gt;lukkhagiri karke apna time paaaaas hota hai&lt;br /&gt;coffee chai soup milta hai buss apun khooosh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye code ka lafda locha kai koo&lt;br /&gt;kai koo&lt;br /&gt;arey kai koo reyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir bole to&lt;br /&gt;ek din apun ke project me Rekha aayi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaila kya soorat hai...wo kya kehte hain....&lt;br /&gt;haan zulfein kya zulfein theeeeee&lt;br /&gt;chalti thee ek dum mere code ke maafik&lt;br /&gt;aankhein aisi jaise winamp classic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din bhar uske computer ke nichhooo, koi lafda nai kuch nai&lt;br /&gt;ek dam choop chaap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir ek din usko dekh ke PM bola&lt;br /&gt;"E Munna dekh kya jhakaas code likh raeli hai baap"&lt;br /&gt;apun kaa khhopdi sarka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM ko pakda aur bola&lt;br /&gt;"idhar aa shaane tereko coding sikhata hoon"&lt;br /&gt;PM ko itna dhoya itna dhoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaj tak appraisal waakda hai&lt;br /&gt;aur aaj tak PM ke saath apun ka chhattis kaa aankda hai....samja kya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir ek din wo apun ko dekh ke hansi&lt;br /&gt;apun bola...baap...hasi to fasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagta hai wo bhee apun pe fida ho gayee&lt;br /&gt;2 din ke baad wo onsite chalee gayee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apun ke saamne wo onsite chali gaye&lt;br /&gt;uska flight uda, apun udharich kahada thha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo raat apun do baje tak coding kiya....&lt;br /&gt;wo raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat apun do baje tak coding kiyaaaaaaaaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saalaa ek sapna dekha thha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;par ek aansu nai roya&lt;br /&gt;kai koo royega?&lt;br /&gt;kai koo royega?&lt;br /&gt;saalaa apunich yeda thha na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sapna toota hai to dil kahin rota hai&lt;br /&gt;haan thoda dard hua, parr chalta hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "fir kya hua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir ek din apun ke project mein aishwarya&lt;br /&gt;aayyyyyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113386339157519386?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113386339157519386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113386339157519386&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113386339157519386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113386339157519386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/munna-bhai-coder.html' title='Munna Bhai Coder...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113342459555592478</id><published>2005-12-01T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:12:59.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Which english move am I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/movie/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Classic Movie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though, have never heard abt this movie but yea, do agree with the comments :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kinna blogger am I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Snarky Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/snarky-blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You've got a razor sharp wit that bloggers are secretly scared of.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why they read your posts as often as they can!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/bloggerquiz.html"&gt;What kind of blogger are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha. I believe am not that annoying, but I wanna be one for sure :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113342459555592478?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113342459555592478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113342459555592478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113342459555592478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113342459555592478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/quiz-time_01.html' title='Quiz Time...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113316749086421452</id><published>2005-11-28T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:59:12.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>???...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try, I am not able to forget the smiling face that I loved, the sweet voice that I could hear for hours, the wierd ideas, the bizarre philosphies about life which made me smile. Each and every thing reminds me of him. All these romantic songs make me restless. His name is enuf to make me cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont want him to know how much I miss him. Perhaps, I dont want him to make more fun of my emotions and feelings. Enuf he enjoyed in playing with my heart and didnt even hesitate in breaking it ! Though its an ugly truth but yea he punished me for loving and trusting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say, &lt;em&gt;Changes are constant &lt;/em&gt;!!! Me too just trying to get over my emotions; trying to come out of memories of all the good time we have shared, all those lovely moments and trying to convince myself that he is no more in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whosoever is responsible for breakups; but they are really very painful. The accompanying depression and frustration is indeed horrifying n awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baawarei mann ki baawari hai baatein&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, this poor heart still beats for him, still waits for his call, still searches the inbox for his mail, still remembers him, still misses him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, why is life full of ups and downs, twists and turns? Why is it a maze with scary corners and dark alleys? Why is it not a straight and eazy corridor? Why do we need to strggle for even those small bits of happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-H-Y???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems, I have lost all my happyness and become just a big question mark!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey buddies, terribly sorry for bugging u with this heavy post. But may be it was necessary so as to take me out of all the bad time I have just faced. .And believe me, I am feeling much better now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113316749086421452?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113316749086421452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113316749086421452&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113316749086421452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113316749086421452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='???...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113281919849144840</id><published>2005-11-23T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:56:15.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BonJour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bon Jour. Comment allez vous? ayez l'amusement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Brown uncle has used lotta french phrases in his famous &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt; and translating them was more exciting and interesting than decoding those encrypted messgaes and solving the mindteasing puzzles mentioned in the book. Each and every french word reminds me of my early morning french classes which I loved to bunk and my old french teacher who knew only bengali and french. U can very well imagine the chaos in the class bcoz of the communication gap as the poor students who knew only hindi and english :D. The teacher was pretty sincere but still unable to create any enthu or interest among the students, perhaps bcoz of the communication gap. To cop up with the thin attendence in the classroom, he tried to threaten the students by adding a condition that students with attendence less than 60% wont be allowed to take the exams. Well, the classes were not that boring as long as r novels accompanied us :P. Sitting in the last row - reading an english novel in a french class - wow - the good old days - i miss them!!! Somehow, I managed to clear the exam and finally get a diploma in french but the fact is that I know very little abt the language. And thats the reason why I feel delighted after translating even those simple and short sentences :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since childhood, I had a crush on bengali language and always wanted to learn it(may be bcoz of my bengali name) but cudnt get any bengali frnd to give the lessons. But the fact that majoritry of my frns are punjabi, inspired me to learn punjabi and thats what I am doing these days after my office :D. And yday my darling roomie who is also my punjabi teacher rewarded me with 11 bucks for my good performance. Thats a good going, I suppose!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113281919849144840?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113281919849144840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113281919849144840&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113281919849144840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113281919849144840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/bonjour.html' title='BonJour...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113214004679394733</id><published>2005-11-16T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:21:42.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets...</title><content type='html'>Winters have arrived and so has a season of weddings. Atleast 10 guys of my projectmates are getting married in next one month. Marriage.....wew, thats a big deal!!! Watever, I just have to run to their desk to grab my piece of the sweet(as soon as I get the mail) he he he. Thats the custom of my office. Whenever u have a good news, u keep 2 boxes of sweets on ur desk and drop a mail to whole team that is around 60 ppl and then there is a race to see who reaxches there first and all the participants are awarded with sweet s :). I like this practice as it gives us atleast 5 mimuites to get away from the monotonous work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest Crush: &lt;em&gt;Neel Nikki&lt;/em&gt; the song. I'm loving it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest News: India lost the cricket match against S.Africa in Hyderabad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113214004679394733?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113214004679394733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113214004679394733&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113214004679394733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113214004679394733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/sweets.html' title='Sweets...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113161306927354437</id><published>2005-11-10T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T00:57:49.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...</title><content type='html'>One of the N things I love is SHOPPING :). Shopping for myself, my family, my friends!!!. Its sooo much fun to hang out in those colorful stores, trying out everything ur eyes like and then coming out with those cute cute bags filled and pocket a bit lighter :). But yea, the company do matter when we go out for shopping. My saturday shoping was a bit different in that sense as I shopped first time with a boy. Although I dont like go shopping with a boy alone as it looks like a date. Perhaps, sounds a bit orthodox but I go out with boys only if its a group otherwise I prefer going out with girls only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time I had to go out with K as I needed to buy urgent gifts for my cousin's bday. And since all my frnds(girls) were out of station, I had to gladly accept his invitation for going to a mall n buy the gifts. Although we r veryyy good frnds/colleagues/neighbours but it was the first time we went together for shopping. It was the first time we parked his bike in the basement parking of the mall n not r office :). We had very little time as I had to rush for the bday party but still we manged to visit all the stores of my choice :). K was really surprised to see me running in the mall n buying my things with the jet speed. Indeed, I knew what all I need to pick!!! Altho I behavesd like a decent girl not staring at those cool dudes but he wasnt able to be that good... n was all the time gazing at the hot babes n I didnt miss even a single chance to tease him :P. The speed with which I spent my money was really shocking for him :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I stopped myself from entering the apparel stores bcoz of K and the little time but then I cudnt stop myself from dragging him to the ladies section of Shooper's Stop. Well, it was again a treat for him :P. There, I picked 4 shirts and he asked me like a stupid- ,"are u buying alllll of them???". Hey, how can I buy without trying them out!! Well, in the trial room, only one of them was able to make me smile but then it was too fitted and I hesitated to ask him for his approval :P. But the blunder was when I forgot that i am with a boy and reached the area which led to the lingerie section :D. OHhhhh NOoooooo *grin* Not just this but there were some more embarraing moments like he peeping in my purse when I was looking for the bill and at the same time trying to hide the things I dont want him to see :). I tried to control myself but by the end I gave up and started admiring those super cool guys around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though boyz are notorious for their impatience in shopping but it was fun shopping with him. Enjoyed his comments and it was quite thrilling to know a boy's perspective in a mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice experience, I must say!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113161306927354437?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113161306927354437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113161306927354437&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113161306927354437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113161306927354437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/shopping.html' title='Shopping...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-113101063404699552</id><published>2005-11-03T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T02:09:33.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Symptoms of an IT professional :) ...</title><content type='html'>Perhaps, its too old and u have already received(and even read) it N times but still I liked it bcoz its very &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;. Wat say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been in IT industry too long these are your &lt;strong&gt;symptoms&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; U use phrases like "No issues" and "Value addition" in everyday parlance. For e.g. When talking about your doodhwalla, U say, "His milk does zero value addition to my health but he is the only guy around so no issues"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Ur prime source of entertainment is the forwards send to U by friends whose faces U cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; U drink more tea or coffee than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; U keep trying to shut down ur home computer by pressing Ctrl+Alt+Del (used to lock office comps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt; When ur mobile rings at home, U rush outside to receive the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;/strong&gt; When U make calls at home, U accidentally dial "0"to get an outside line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt; U haven't played Solitaire with real cards in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;/strong&gt; Ur last crush was a girl in HR, ur current crush is the new girl in HR and all ur crushes in the future will be girls in HR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9)&lt;/strong&gt; U spend the entire day reading forwards, smoking cigarettes, drinking tea/coffee and playing T.T. and then complain about the late working hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10)&lt;/strong&gt; Ur important 'meetings' usually comprise two or three people max, including yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11)&lt;/strong&gt; U secretly prepare for CAT only to find ur PL sitting behind you at the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13)&lt;/strong&gt; U keep pressing Ctrl+Enter wondering why your mail is not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14)&lt;/strong&gt; U email ur mate who works at the desk next to U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15)&lt;/strong&gt; As U read this list, U r thinking of sending it to ur friends who are also in IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16)&lt;/strong&gt;U r too busy to notice there was no line no. 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17)&lt;/strong&gt;U r not sure so u scroll back check it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18)&lt;/strong&gt;And now u r smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-113101063404699552?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113101063404699552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=113101063404699552&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113101063404699552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/113101063404699552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/symptoms-of-it-professional.html' title='Symptoms of an IT professional :) ...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-112963666613427396</id><published>2005-10-18T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T05:06:14.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tere Liye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tere liye, ham hain jiye, honton ko siye&lt;br /&gt;Tere liye, ham hain jiye, har aansoo piye&lt;br /&gt;Dil mein magar, jalte rahe, chaahat ke diye&lt;br /&gt;Tere liye, tere liye. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song na! And what abt its latest remix by DJ Aqeel? Hey, not so bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give it 6 points(Perhaps, bcoz it reminds me of the 10 given to the original track :D). The remix successfully opens the memoriy gates and once again I am reminded of the awesome classic Veer Zaara, its lovely music n the excitement I felt for the movie that I shared wid my frnds :). DJ Aqeel didnt allow the craze to fade away that easily by gving the remix at the right time; its niether too early like &lt;i&gt;kajrarei kajrarei&lt;/i&gt; n nor too late like &lt;i&gt;hontho mei aisi baat&lt;/i&gt; n all those stupid N remixes I hate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video has been prepared by stealing some clips from the movie n the songs as well, pasting them together with a glue and polishing them so as to fast forward the whole thing. And this fast forwarding has made some of the scenes really funny. SRK n Preiti are now running in the secenes in which they were actually walking (hmm...afterall its a remix n everybody needs to gear up :D). But But the funniest part is that all the casual kisses are looking like hot desperate ones in the remixed video *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welx, its nott so eazy to digest watching SRK n Preiti in the romantic roles of Veer n Zaara after watching Veer in the bathtub modelling for Lux n Zaara as an ultramod RJ in Salaam Namaste :P. The salt n pepper hair of old Veer n the long n heavy hair of Zaara makes me stare at the screen everytime. Well, I was not so surprised when I saw the movie last year bcoz till then I havent seen the lux &lt;i&gt;wala&lt;/i&gt; SRK n Salaam Namaste &lt;i&gt;wali&lt;/i&gt; (H)amber :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;Worth listening n worth watching as well *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-112963666613427396?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112963666613427396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=112963666613427396&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112963666613427396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112963666613427396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/tere-liye.html' title='Tere Liye...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-112866987450751394</id><published>2005-10-07T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:29:44.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Know what, I have got a couple of new friends :-). But they r quite different from others. And the most amusing part of r relation is that they cant hear me but I can listen to them :-). Altho we cant gossip, but still I can learn a lot from them! We spend lotta time together and their company is sucha bliss for me. I spend whole day waiting for the eveing when I can meet them Missing them in office has become a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new frnds r so special that I love them more than most of the other things in my life n thats the reason why my roomiez feel jealous of them :D. Well, they r none other then my dear novels- the books, I recently fell in love with! Every evening, as soon as I reach my hostel, I just throw my bag, put on my glasses and land on the bed with a pillow n the current novel n sit for hours in the same pose with my head burried in the book :D. My favourite songs on FM, my naughty roomiez, my ringing cell, hustle bustle of the hostel- nothing is able to distract me :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomiez asks me the reason for this addiction! They ask me that why am I not talking to them, why am I not discussing my day n why am I just wasting time reading those useless books. Welx, I myself dont know the reason for my craze. Perhaps, I am trying to run away from my problems, in the ompany of the fictious characters I dont even know. Perhaps, I feel somewhat relieved n find peace staying away from the people who have hurt me in my real life. Perhaps, i am fed uo of gossipping abt my colleagues, their affairs n the stupid stuff like that. Perhaps, I have become even more introvert and am trying to spend every possible moment away from real life human beings :P. Perhaps, bcoz I find them more friendly as they never ask me weird questions, I dont need to give excuses to them for what I did n I dont expect them to love me as much as I lov them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeew, lotta perhaps there :D. But for sure they give me love, warmth, smiles n a great company indeed.I wish this love to grow n become eternal. Atleast it shud long as long as I dont find my life's real love :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest crush: Paulo Coelho's work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-112866987450751394?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112866987450751394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=112866987450751394&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112866987450751394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112866987450751394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-friends.html' title='My new friends...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-112833400036032897</id><published>2005-10-03T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T03:08:28.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sania...</title><content type='html'>In another ace for teenage tennis icon, Sania Mirza, she became the first Indian sportswoman to feature on the cover of Time magazine and is being included in its 2005 list of Asia's heroes. The tennis star, who has been described by the magazine as a role model for women in the country and the fastest rising star in the sport this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news article abt Sania in today's Times Of India, made me smile n feel proud of the extremely talented girl. But in our society, nothing comes for free. People are criticizing the unexpected popularity she has recently got as according to them its not a big deal to reach such great heights at a tender age of 18. I wonder how can ppl say that Martina Hingis did much better than Sania and in even shorter period. Indeed, she has got the potential to do a lot in coming years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sania is our current youth icon who is creating history in Indian tennis by becoming the first ever Indian to break in to the top-50 WTA rankings. She has got a huge fan following, both inside and outside the country. Not just been honoured with the prestigious Arjuna award in her teens, she has surprised everyone by her terrific n enthusiastic performance as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of criticising her for getting popularity she dont deserve or the revealing dresses she is wearing, we should try to support her in every possible way so that With the goodwill and support of an entire nation behind her, Sania can surely reach great heights and do her country proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-112833400036032897?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112833400036032897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=112833400036032897&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112833400036032897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112833400036032897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/sania_03.html' title='Sania...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-112788689054108610</id><published>2005-09-27T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:03:54.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;OOh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever in the morning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever when it's late at night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fever)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever when you kiss me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever when you hold me tight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fever)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever in the evening&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever all through the night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me fever, yeah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fever)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever when you're with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever when you love me right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is what I ve been singing for past 3 days, since some naughty naughty virus attacked me n ma system got infectred by viral fever. Man, the sexy number by &lt;b&gt;Beyonce&lt;/b&gt; is enuf to cheer me up even wen feeling down n weak bcoz its the song with all those &lt;i&gt;latkas jhatkas&lt;/i&gt; enuf to make u jump n shake ur butts.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My baby's so damn sexy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(uh huh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;My baby put the fever on me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(uh huh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;My baby knows just &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;what to do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;(uh huh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;And got boilin past a hundred and two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Give me a fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;oooooh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ma caring frnds are asking me abt ma health n well being but this is wat I am replying…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everybody's got a fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;That is somethin you all know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever isn't such a new thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fever started long ago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Well, I don’t love this viral fever as much as I love Beyonce’s fever, so have to take lotta antibiotics to get rid of it! So that I can join the other bacterias(ma frns) on weekend’s dance party. Yoooowww!!! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romeo loved JulietAnd Juliet felt the same&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;When he put his arms around her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;He said "Julie baby you're my flame"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thou give me fever when we kisseth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;a fever with the flaming youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;OOh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me fever&lt;br /&gt;You give me fever&lt;br /&gt;Aah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-112788689054108610?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112788689054108610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=112788689054108610&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112788689054108610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112788689054108610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/fever.html' title='Fever...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17169851.post-112780165616112792</id><published>2005-09-26T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T03:55:38.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Colors...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Violet- Indigo - Blue - Green - Yellow - Orange - Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just the rainbow, but everything in this world is full of colors, including our lives!!!Sometimes black, sometimes white; sometimes ups, sometimes downs, sometimes red, sometimes blue, sometimes good, sometimes bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;strong&gt;Pinki's&lt;/strong&gt; attempt to read the numerous colors around us and their significance in our life :-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17169851-112780165616112792?l=pinkizworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112780165616112792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17169851&amp;postID=112780165616112792&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112780165616112792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17169851/posts/default/112780165616112792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkizworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/world-of-colors.html' title='World of Colors...'/><author><name>Pinki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15000541520275136043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e339/misspinki/DSC00067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
