<?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-16897181</id><updated>2012-02-11T15:41:23.762+05:30</updated><category term='ramble'/><category term='office office'/><category term='too much time on hand'/><category term='annoyed'/><category term='fudbag'/><category term='my love'/><category term='note'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='art'/><category term='want your inputs.. :D'/><category term='insects'/><category term='Skeletor is weird'/><category term='vent'/><category term='LOL for real'/><category term='earthquake'/><category term='when skeletor ate my head'/><category term='random conversations'/><category term='work in progress'/><category term='incomplete'/><category term='japan'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='letters'/><category term='this will have further additions ..'/><category term='based on first hand experiances + some seconds'/><category term='answers any?'/><category term='formality post'/><category term='i am wasting your time and mine'/><title type='text'>The Oddness of Being.. .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-1628341241265584821</id><published>2011-10-17T10:35:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:03:01.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='based on first hand experiances + some seconds'/><title type='text'>In Words I Find - 1 [Series]</title><content type='html'>I've just started reading The Ground Beneath Her Feet and i'm being reminded of the time when i had a similar experience. Which reminds me.. i still havent posted my Japan trip/earthquake post. Finding it a little late now.. perhaps i'll post it on the 11th of March when it completes a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until then.. here is an extract from the book that now deeply resonates with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Once you have been in an earthquake you know, even if you survive without a scratch, that like a stroke in the heart, it remains in the earth's breast, horribly potential, always promising to return, to hit you again, with an even more devastating force. ”&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664329415789371218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quZEXtV-VgU/Tpu9l77r31I/AAAAAAAAAPE/qCg-VXK7yYA/s200/Andy_Goldsworthy_Faultline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*picture: Faultline by Andy Goldsworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-1628341241265584821?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1628341241265584821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=1628341241265584821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1628341241265584821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1628341241265584821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-words-i-find-1-series.html' title='In Words I Find - 1 [Series]'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quZEXtV-VgU/Tpu9l77r31I/AAAAAAAAAPE/qCg-VXK7yYA/s72-c/Andy_Goldsworthy_Faultline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-1592197237768290856</id><published>2011-07-31T15:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:26:58.384+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this will have further additions ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formality post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incomplete'/><title type='text'>COMING SOON</title><content type='html'>New post .. coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;blockbuster variety! starring salman khan shirtless [ughh.. never!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait Y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. its just that.. i dont know what to say. i dont say it best when i say nothing at all [i dont really like that song] :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i forgot to complete and put up the Japan post. Sorry to the promised ones..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-1592197237768290856?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1592197237768290856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=1592197237768290856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1592197237768290856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1592197237768290856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2011/07/coming-soon.html' title='COMING SOON'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-4563198058952397563</id><published>2010-08-19T13:22:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:35:16.067+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fudbag'/><title type='text'>The End OF ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGzzbF_LJoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dEc8zd3pLq8/s1600/0-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507044091156440706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGzzbF_LJoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dEc8zd3pLq8/s320/0-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; come to realize that a lot of things can bring or be the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;But for now i will only talk about one.&lt;br /&gt;Food blogs or websites will surely, most definitely bring the end of me. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean any food site.. my end wont be that easy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dalal&lt;/span&gt; and the likes really cant hurt me much. Not because i think their food wont turn out yummy... but because their images are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ASux&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its those images.. those pretty photographs that make you feel all is not well because i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have you my pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; dessert friend. i am totally aware that the beauty is more a result of lighting angles and our very own reliable call-when-in-need-friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such blog is &lt;a href="http://www.sprinklebakes.com/"&gt;http://www.sprinklebakes.com/&lt;/a&gt; . This lady is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; fantastic. Her photographs make you feel happy. her passion is evident because the food looks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;. and the recipes look fairly do-able. Another such lady is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Skeletor's&lt;/span&gt; sister who introduced me to this site... she too has a site much like sprinkles called &lt;a href="http://theshirazine.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theshirazine.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; where we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peepals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can find recipes which are Totally DO-able, since they require ingredients we DO get in this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all i can say is...when i die and go to heaven... Sprinkle lady must design my heaven for me. its already hell not being able to eat all this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*picture from &lt;a href="http://www.sprinklebakes.com/"&gt;http://www.sprinklebakes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-4563198058952397563?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4563198058952397563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=4563198058952397563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4563198058952397563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4563198058952397563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-me.html' title='The End OF ME'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGzzbF_LJoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dEc8zd3pLq8/s72-c/0-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-5110883705988431747</id><published>2010-08-18T16:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-18T18:08:24.229+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramble'/><title type='text'>We've established that I'm an old lady, so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGu-mFPGbRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zm2GGmpifbo/s1600/bollywood-movie-screening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506704530840382738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGu-mFPGbRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zm2GGmpifbo/s320/bollywood-movie-screening.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the simpler times... when a movie ticket was 50/75/100 rupees. the options were balcony seats or down there with the men who dance, letch, sleep, have a good time and use laser lights to explain the female anatomy to their mates during song sequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interval meant over salted popcorn but dads &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really rise because it tasted like going to the movies and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; break the bank. a sweet bottle of coca cola/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/thumbs up/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Goldspot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go with the salt and cheap butter popcorn pack. togetherness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then came the big greedy fellows. started of with 150 bucks for a movie experience where the popcorn matched the ticket price as did the coke. but 150 was still keeping with the times... they were providing you a better picture &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with their Dolby Digital surround sound. better..cushy semi reclining seats.. multiplexes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now they get greedier... tickets start at 170 go to 250 and on weekends you will have to part with 300 -400 rupees. Apparently we are in the time of recession... if you go out to the malls and movies, look at clothes and shoes.. you might think we are doing quite well. One might think "wow.. they lied to us about the bad economy thing".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Facts suggest that recession is a good time for movie theaters.. since that is where people come to forget that they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have as much money anymore or there is inflation or that they might lose their jobs. but its a high price for temporary amnesia, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then again...taking advantage of peoples weaknesses is not really a new idea is it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do miss the simpler times.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where did we go from there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5110883705988431747?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5110883705988431747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5110883705988431747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5110883705988431747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5110883705988431747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/08/weve-established-that-im-old-lady-so.html' title='We&apos;ve established that I&apos;m an old lady, so...'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TGu-mFPGbRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zm2GGmpifbo/s72-c/bollywood-movie-screening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-7244840169205676255</id><published>2010-08-08T20:23:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-08T20:40:31.830+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am wasting your time and mine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formality post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work in progress'/><title type='text'>We Might Be Older Than We Think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TF7GDSEo4-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/B9b2NrnzGC0/s1600/grannies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503053554386527202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TF7GDSEo4-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/B9b2NrnzGC0/s320/grannies.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting.&lt;br /&gt;aah.. how about some hot coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Come to the kitchen will you... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; pass me the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;patila&lt;/span&gt; from the fridge oddball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kitni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheeni&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;just one? i would like 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so where were we? yes... lets sit.&lt;br /&gt;Eat. Pray. Love&lt;br /&gt;why do you dislike it oddball? now what i love about this ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;they&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you think we are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grannys&lt;/span&gt; already? with our.. what is honestly a book club. lets face that fact.&lt;br /&gt;but then we do balance that out with playing or obsessing over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;videogames&lt;/span&gt; belonging to circa 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt; ice climber.. lets play that shall we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;skeletor&lt;/span&gt;? will u find it for me .. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*picture of artwork by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;banksy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-7244840169205676255?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7244840169205676255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=7244840169205676255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7244840169205676255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7244840169205676255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-might-be-older-than-we-think.html' title='We Might Be Older Than We Think...'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TF7GDSEo4-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/B9b2NrnzGC0/s72-c/grannies.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-3128208444374533800</id><published>2010-07-26T17:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:53:09.019+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers any?'/><title type='text'>It's a fly!  It's a snail! No.. its a biker bugger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TE22F3tX1uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SVr8gXT9qy4/s1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498250932059100898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TE22F3tX1uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SVr8gXT9qy4/s320/a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must confess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will sound horrible but i just HATE two wheelers.. all these bikes and scooters and OH bloody annoying cyclists. I HATE THEM ALL! just cant tolerate them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are like flies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday they take away a little bit of my sanity [skeletor can insert joke here]. they take away joy from peoples lives mi lord! i really believe they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there has to be a special place for them in hell. because that is where most of them will go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me Mr biker/cyclist/scooterist [is that a word?] .. WHY do i have to care for you life? Why should it be my responsibility?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY do you have to drive on the right side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know how easy it is to arrange for your disappearance? permanently? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also .. why are you on the expressway ? that will only make it easy peasy for the buses and trucks to turn your brain to butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know at the end of the day its not entirely your fault that the infrastructure sucks and that motor licenses are handed out like fliers of horrible coffee joints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But please give me a break... be a dare devil elsewhere. take up sky diving perhaps? without a parachute maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*picture courtesy Skeletor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-3128208444374533800?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3128208444374533800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=3128208444374533800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3128208444374533800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3128208444374533800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-fly-its-snail-no-its-biker-bugger.html' title='It&apos;s a fly!  It&apos;s a snail! No.. its a biker bugger.'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TE22F3tX1uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SVr8gXT9qy4/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-1921001291319162331</id><published>2010-07-22T17:06:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:03:04.020+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skeletor is weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>Yours by Ma Kasam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEg5rBZVPZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w2p5Pdg9O98/s1600/30286_394623836049_506586049_4647951_5259380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496706756477533586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEg5rBZVPZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w2p5Pdg9O98/s320/30286_394623836049_506586049_4647951_5259380_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Skeletor has many people living in his head. Some make an appearance in person, while others only talk on the phone.. and then there are those creepy ones like Viru who use e-mails and Orkut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So here are some letters/e-mails from "Viru" to "Pooyan" written by Skeletor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;Im frandship you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours by god,&lt;br /&gt;Virender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im await yours reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours by Ma Kasam,&lt;br /&gt;Viren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;Just im not understands why you are not replies. Im sorry medem but it rude.&lt;br /&gt;Yours no longer,&lt;br /&gt;Viru&lt;br /&gt;P:S - will give u one chance ok jaan, u are to be call quickly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;Yes medem, im only email becaus my mother say to me 'Viren, itna neeche mat gir, kar usse phone, bata usse tera iraada, woh becchari ko maloom nahi hai tera iraada'&lt;br /&gt;Medem, my iraada is yours frandship in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Just im being honastly here. Request sent to you is to accept and reply in quick fashions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours once again,&lt;br /&gt;Viru (u also can call me SHER from, all my loved ones are to be calling me that or you can take pick from SHER, CHEETAH, BADE BABU or sweet special pick like 'Pyaare', also you can call me saxxy during soft and special moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Jaan,&lt;br /&gt;Im shock that you are no reply from you end.&lt;br /&gt;My mother say to me 'dekh viru beta haar mat mangna, bahu sirf pooyan hi laana'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats why im to not give up, like akshay kumar sir from khiladiyon ka khiladi i will to be fight for you. Tell me jaan you are with another frand? I will beat him up jaan, like dharamji in 100% of his movies. Or even like sunny deol saab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaan, please u are quick reply or I will drink at neighbour bar and come to you house to throw tamasha.&lt;br /&gt;Yours still, but angry little,&lt;br /&gt;Viru Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasant evening jaan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im aplogise for previous email, my maa read it and said 'thadak (slap), yeh kya??? besharam, behayya, meri hone wali bahu se aise baat karta hai, soouar!'&lt;br /&gt;so im to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;i will not go to neighbour bar or even open my own bar in my badroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaan pls u are reply otherwise i will break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yours but now sad,&lt;br /&gt;Viren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaan,&lt;br /&gt;Im miss you as my cable showing juhi chawla fillum. Maa says 'beta yah toh pooyan lana yah juhi laana is ghar ke aangan mein'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you i love juhi only, but jaan im promise for you i will forget juhi, i will even delete her expose pictures from my dasktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours and no longer for Juhi&lt;br /&gt;Viru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Jaan,&lt;br /&gt;Maa is says to me 'beta woh bole na bole, tu haar mat mangna, bahu sirf pooyan hi laana'&lt;br /&gt;Jaan, maine maa ka doodh piya hai, im also lion. I not give up so easily like shahrukh ji on train door before amrish saab said 'ja simran, ja jeele'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eldar brothers say to me 'bhai, pooyan bhabhi ki yaad satati hai'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME JAAN, WHAT IM TO TELL TO HIM, HAAN? WHAT IM TO TELL TO HIM, KI TERI BHABHI TOH GOONGI HAI..HAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ANGRY,&lt;br /&gt;VIRENDER SINGH.&lt;br /&gt;981132579826598135&lt;br /&gt;B.A khalsa boys univarsity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photo by Foddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-1921001291319162331?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1921001291319162331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=1921001291319162331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1921001291319162331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1921001291319162331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/yours-by-ma-kasam.html' title='Yours by Ma Kasam'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEg5rBZVPZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w2p5Pdg9O98/s72-c/30286_394623836049_506586049_4647951_5259380_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2745302581527060673</id><published>2010-07-18T19:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:00:19.743+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fudbag'/><title type='text'>Yummy Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEMPbXyV6eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZmNcJNm4WzI/s1600/IMG00124-20100718-1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495252933238188514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEMPbXyV6eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZmNcJNm4WzI/s320/IMG00124-20100718-1715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They might not be the prettiest ladies around, but they were yummy if i may say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;Even the guest jury approved of them and shovelled them down their food and  unfortunately even wind pipe with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2745302581527060673?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2745302581527060673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2745302581527060673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2745302581527060673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2745302581527060673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/yummy-do.html' title='Yummy Do'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TEMPbXyV6eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZmNcJNm4WzI/s72-c/IMG00124-20100718-1715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-5384294208378850030</id><published>2010-07-18T16:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:54:45.917+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fudbag'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TELjdcv0DmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AHzLahGq6Ck/s1600/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495204590417874530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TELjdcv0DmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AHzLahGq6Ck/s320/cupcakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying all my life since last year.. to make a perfect adorable cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.. what is the big deal about cupcakes you would think, they are only la di da muffins you would say. But they are just adorable. i think the idea of having one personal portion size cake is the cutest thing ever. And they be very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today once again i tried my hand at making cupcakes. chocolate ones this time. Last time i tried lemon icing ones which were delish but looked like rocks wearing icing. the icing too looked kind of bleh.&lt;/p&gt;All these Rachel Allens and Nigellas of the world make it look awfully easy to cook these things. They do have the convenience of having ready to bake this and ready to bake that, with stores just dedicated to embellishing cakes n cupcakes. Where they find beautiful colourful cake liners and candied decorations etc...&lt;br /&gt;here i just want a bloody cupcake to come out of its tin in one piece and the icing to stay on the cake and not run down the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, probably i do screw up the recipes a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am very messy so its drips.&lt;br /&gt;Of course the burn on my finger is because i forgot the tray would be hot after 20 mins of sitting in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;But please... once be on my side. look presentable. taste delectable and do say cheese for a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you Powers of Baking that Be, Gods of desserts.. one perfect cupcake toh banta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post a picture of my hopefully yummy but disastrous looking choco cupcake soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5384294208378850030?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5384294208378850030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5384294208378850030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5384294208378850030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5384294208378850030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/chocolate-disaster.html' title='Chocolate Disaster'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TELjdcv0DmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AHzLahGq6Ck/s72-c/cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-3037454022026986916</id><published>2010-07-15T16:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:27:29.761+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><title type='text'>I Want a Lunchbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD7pSxT6KDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W3Cblptid98/s1600/01_postitdeux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494085104122341426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD7pSxT6KDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W3Cblptid98/s320/01_postitdeux.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't go to work. in the conventional sense... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't sit in a box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wait for 5 pm. "arre 5 baj gaye.. chhutti ho gayi" *runs out in action ka school time shoes.. like my friend skeletor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have files to carry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK now I'm just rubbing it in. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do work though... i paint, design, photography and all that jazz. basically an artist. i do lots of research... a.k.a day dreaming. Dreaming. oh a lot of dreaming... totally an "ek din" sorta person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But every few weeks i have to visit an office where i do a little work. its my fathers office and i have to go take pictures and what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on those days i do pack a bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was one of those days and i was just noticing what i carry to "work".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i first got the camera ready... charged etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i charged my ipod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i took a book to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i contemplated carrying nail paint. Now i don't really put nail paint at all when I'm sitting vela at home.. so i don't know why i thought its something i should carry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i packed some parle g since i get awesome dhaba chai outside the office. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its safe to say i didn't really do too much work there. But my bag was pretty fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-3037454022026986916?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3037454022026986916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=3037454022026986916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3037454022026986916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3037454022026986916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-lunchbox.html' title='I Want a Lunchbox'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD7pSxT6KDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W3Cblptid98/s72-c/01_postitdeux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-590955799264870255</id><published>2010-07-15T11:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:10:29.870+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers any?'/><title type='text'>Ooooh... What does this button do??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD6s5jewtaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RVTjQfHn_VQ/s1600/875752994_c9fda4621a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494018700215367074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD6s5jewtaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RVTjQfHn_VQ/s320/875752994_c9fda4621a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fidgeted. dont know what i did, but i've changed my Blog layout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANd I HATE IT!! *cries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do i go back ?? i am so technologically/template-ly retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you were wondering what the cupcakes have to do with anything, well i just needed a pretty picture to make me feel better... i stole it from Flickr. By stole i mean borrowed..eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-590955799264870255?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/590955799264870255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=590955799264870255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/590955799264870255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/590955799264870255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/ooooh-what-does-this-button-do.html' title='Ooooh... What does this button do??'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TD6s5jewtaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RVTjQfHn_VQ/s72-c/875752994_c9fda4621a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-8758628416401957306</id><published>2010-06-07T18:31:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:15:18.505+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fudbag'/><title type='text'>Dont Just Sit there... Cook Something!</title><content type='html'>So there was some bored chicken lying in the Freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also my father was bored.. of eating the same ol'chicken cooked by the cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it hit him...my daughter watches a lot of Discovery Travel and Living. She better put that to use... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What he doesnt realize is... i just like to watch. and i love to eat. But i dont always love to cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also.. as fun as Nigella makes it look.. she doesnt really cook. Come on.. really. u know it too. that is not "cooking". what she does is... looks pretty, throws a lot of "pretty much ready" ingredients together. tilts her head. flirts with the food. sexually molests the meat and ingredients.. while seducing the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She does look pretty though. and makes it all look pretty easy as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one day i tried her recipe and in the process learned that WE DON'T GET HALF THAT EASY PEASY STUFF IN INDIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a naked cut into pieces chicken lying on the table in the kitchen. waiting. and hoping that it's put to some delicious use and the death wasn't in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its too last minute to give it a nice marinate siesta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i just put it on a bed of onions... sprinkled some salt and pepper. Then rubbed some garlic paste into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FACT: garlic makes things better. it can save a dish if used wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a lil bit of ginger... and olive oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. just added some mustard and brown sugar. dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now.. i pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480716514988978946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TA9qod6I8wI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TUw4hhhoBTY/s320/0612p109-roasted-chicken-l.jpg" /&gt; Turns out it was pretty decent, but not decent enough to have its picture posted. though it was a lil dry. overcooked it. :( &lt;p&gt;this picture is how it turned out in my head. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-8758628416401957306?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8758628416401957306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=8758628416401957306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8758628416401957306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8758628416401957306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-just-sit-there-cook-something.html' title='Dont Just Sit there... Cook Something!'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TA9qod6I8wI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TUw4hhhoBTY/s72-c/0612p109-roasted-chicken-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-4060393260855760879</id><published>2010-06-07T17:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:19:40.179+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too much time on hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this will have further additions ..'/><title type='text'>Things that Annoy me..</title><content type='html'>This is inspired by someones hashtag on twitter. i control and edit/filter the annoyance i am faced with daily thinking that it makes me a more tolerant person. or that i should be more tolerant. but sometimes.. Hell with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is anyway a private blog now.. and i anyway just have about you 4 people who read. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for starters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately.. i have been meeting or hearing about too many pseudo macho men or men who have the Knight-in-shining-armour Syndrome. What is this need?? really..&lt;br /&gt;walking around with your chest out and in a way that only makes it look like you shat &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; pants.&lt;br /&gt;I think i can pick up my own grocery bag or get my internet fixed or whatever be the need.. just let me do it!! unless i ask for it i dont really need you Mr Testosterone, thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost equally annoyed by these I'll-break-my-nail-if-i-pick-up-paper damsel in distress women. If you lock your keys in your house/car.. go buy a scale and open it/break a window/call the locksmith. "oh i broke my heel.. my life is ruined" for gods sake! walk barefoot. it wont kill you. sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIX your own SHIT. or at least TRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..and.... WHY do you have to pretend to not know things. that's another buggeroo. If you genuinely dont know shit.. then just keep quiet will ya?! ask someone who cares later... or just ask your friend Google. but dont embarrass yourself in public. or try to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went to Sarojini for shopping... and i heard something which made me want to elbow that girls kidney... "yaar i'm so pizzed off".&lt;br /&gt;PIZZED off?? would you die of exertion if you said "pissed" ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it have to be LOLZ... Frendzz... and Shogged [shocked] Fugged up [fucked up] ... Slabed [slapped]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGhhhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-4060393260855760879?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4060393260855760879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=4060393260855760879' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4060393260855760879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4060393260855760879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-that-annoy-me.html' title='Things that Annoy me..'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-7919850023258584445</id><published>2009-09-06T11:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:49:58.880+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this will have further additions ..'/><title type='text'>Making a Playlist.. Checking it Twice</title><content type='html'>Modest Mouse - King Rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQLhWqek7i0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQLhWqek7i0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion Pit - Sleepyhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bfseWNmlds"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bfseWNmlds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasabian - Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wd0Y1Sko7hA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wd0Y1Sko7hA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arctic Monkeys - Crying Lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_G9RRY7SS0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_G9RRY7SS0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Jules - Mad World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine - Boy with a Coin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLNyVLbqdEg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLNyVLbqdEg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-7919850023258584445?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7919850023258584445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=7919850023258584445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7919850023258584445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7919850023258584445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-playlist-checking-it-twice.html' title='Making a Playlist.. Checking it Twice'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2365887841453404733</id><published>2009-06-23T11:31:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:52:38.674+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too much time on hand'/><title type='text'>Good Girl Sequence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SkDkd-Mc-uI/AAAAAAAAADs/NNvSdFbBCkM/s1600-h/turnoffposter4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SkDkd-Mc-uI/AAAAAAAAADs/NNvSdFbBCkM/s320/turnoffposter4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350527560878717666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. i was sitting and having my morning cold coffee while my dadi watched re runs of her hindi TV soaps. She some how manages to accommodate the newer shows to her already full TV schedule by watching the re runs of some in the morning, the others in the evening.. and the freshly aired  favorites at night. Now i have seen many of these show.. not entirely but still get the gist of the story line because they are all the same.. and all have the same loud clothing worn by the characters.. the richer the character the deafer you get by its loudness, louder make up, loud and cheap accessories, loud pastry icing houses and over the top story lines and dialogues [arre bhai to match their loud and over the top expressions of course].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... what makes these shows so successful? i really don't know. afternoon boredom perhaps. but it seems that there are key ingredients that i assume these producers or story writers think are important to make these shows a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one you need to have a little lamb goodie- two- shoes bahu or daughter or whatever in the main house of the serial, along with a vamp bahu or daughter or whatever. .. you will know who she is immediately, its the one with the extreme eye make up and one raised eye brow. she tends to have skimpier saree blouses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to have grandparents of the great grandparents on the show as well.. minimum age criteria is 200 yrs old. .. they must out live most of the characters on the show basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is always a retard in the family who is actually the main male lead. the good girl marries him. you will know who he is also.. because he is the one who is told to over act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what is of prime importance in this show is how the Good girl is introduced to the audience a.k.a the Good Girl Sequence..&lt;br /&gt;the must haves of this are ..&lt;br /&gt;-You must not get to see her whole face immediately, just glimpses of her innocent facial features.. the eyes that look down in shyness.. with lighter eye make up of course. the pink glossy lips that quiver and smile or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; itrao&lt;/span&gt; in the words of my friend skeletor.&lt;br /&gt;- She must have a pooja ki thali in her hand while she walks down the street or stairs or wherever.. whatever time of day it be.&lt;br /&gt;- there must be a helpless person or child who she helps in the sequence.. a blind man crossing the street is preferable.&lt;br /&gt;- and most importantly she must have "la la la la lul lul la la laa.."  being sung in the back ground in the most patronizing way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. this is how it may begin, but i am sure we will never know how it ends... probably after some 15 time leaps..  and after each character dies a minimum of 2 deaths and 5 re incarnations... i dont know their maths. but thats how it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2365887841453404733?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2365887841453404733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2365887841453404733' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2365887841453404733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2365887841453404733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-girl-sequence.html' title='Good Girl Sequence'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SkDkd-Mc-uI/AAAAAAAAADs/NNvSdFbBCkM/s72-c/turnoffposter4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-855788900160297106</id><published>2009-06-18T13:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:32:54.499+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incomplete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work in progress'/><title type='text'>Smells like Teen Spirit</title><content type='html'>Smells like teen spirit&lt;br /&gt;really? smells more like cheap alcohol and too much cologne to me.&lt;br /&gt;sure. that's what i said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-855788900160297106?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/855788900160297106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=855788900160297106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/855788900160297106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/855788900160297106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/06/smells-like-teen-spirit.html' title='Smells like Teen Spirit'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-7250036790798055859</id><published>2009-06-05T19:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:07:45.801+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Electric Feel</title><content type='html'>i know skeletor must be annoyed by now. .. heard this song too many times and still hates it!&lt;br /&gt;but me loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is MGMT electric feel .. remixed by Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DdDKtKw9B8&amp;amp;annotation_id=annotation_74668&amp;amp;feature=iv" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DdDKtKw9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;B8&amp;amp;annotation_id=annotation_74668&amp;amp;featur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e=iv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-7250036790798055859?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7250036790798055859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=7250036790798055859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7250036790798055859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7250036790798055859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/06/electric-feel.html' title='Electric Feel'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2902084937112818682</id><published>2009-05-15T17:38:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:49:41.002+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fisicully Fit  Fisicully Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/Sg1dz1MHEQI/AAAAAAAAADk/tEQSPZvCSgw/s1600-h/KingJulianMadagascar-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/Sg1dz1MHEQI/AAAAAAAAADk/tEQSPZvCSgw/s320/KingJulianMadagascar-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336024278536491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been  obsessed with king julian from madagascar  for the past 2 days.  dont know which trail of thought led to him.&lt;br /&gt;so skeletor and i made a list of our favorite julian quotes which skeletor can impersonate really well might i add.&lt;br /&gt;so  here they go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian: Shh! We're hiding. Be quiet everyone. That includes me. Shh! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is a simple bite on the buttocks among friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[shakes his tail at Maurice]&lt;br /&gt;Julian: Come on, give me a nibble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;Julian: We thank you with enormous gratitude for chasing away the foosa.&lt;br /&gt;Gloria the Hippo: The who-sa?&lt;br /&gt;Julian: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The foosa. They are always annoying us by trespassing, interrupting our parties, and ripping our limbs off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...not really it's me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King julian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Which of you is attracted to me? Hands up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its nothing personal.. its just that i am better than you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever happened to the separation of the classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the way that he sings the song.. i like to move it move it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooman fisicully fit fisicully fit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks skeletor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2902084937112818682?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2902084937112818682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2902084937112818682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2902084937112818682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2902084937112818682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/king-julian.html' title='Fisicully Fit  Fisicully Fit'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/Sg1dz1MHEQI/AAAAAAAAADk/tEQSPZvCSgw/s72-c/KingJulianMadagascar-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-5751446872477374493</id><published>2009-05-13T20:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:37:42.363+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random conversations'/><title type='text'>TWITTERING</title><content type='html'>started to Twitter today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things can definitely get addictive. good thing i get bored easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world just keeps getting smaller. six degrees of separation no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5751446872477374493?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5751446872477374493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5751446872477374493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5751446872477374493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5751446872477374493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/twittering.html' title='TWITTERING'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2794275670659055169</id><published>2009-05-07T12:21:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:41:31.054+05:30</updated><title type='text'>YOU CAN'T COMPLAIN</title><content type='html'>it took me 2 minutes to ink my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pedicure takes 30 -45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;spa takes about 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;having coffee with friends takes anywhere from 30 minutes to 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;shopping for some new product in the market.. 1 hr [including window shopping]&lt;br /&gt;we religiously do these things. take time out of our busy  schedules... we deserve it we say. it is our right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to vote takes 2 minutes in 5 years. its not just our right, it is our duty.&lt;br /&gt;i hope its not too late. we wasted enough candle wax.  people i know wasted wax and took pictures. some of my family in Bombay wasted wax and also this opportunity. i am embarrassed and ashamed of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videos were made, preaching. "vote do"&lt;br /&gt;the celebrities in the videos didnt bother to go.. too hot.. long weekend. i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now these people cant complain.&lt;br /&gt;they cant say a word or point a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up for the next 5 years please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2794275670659055169?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2794275670659055169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2794275670659055169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2794275670659055169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2794275670659055169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-cant-complain.html' title='YOU CAN&apos;T COMPLAIN'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-5763410101460890023</id><published>2009-03-10T20:41:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:02:43.977+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aktualy na mera vart hai.. tuesday and thursday... I'm only vegitable..</title><content type='html'>its been long... i have forgotten how to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no clue where the time went, even though i had been busy i some how managed to watch OYE LUCKY LUCKY OYE! about 10 times this past month.&lt;br /&gt;what a class movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am totally in love with everything about it...  i am glad that it got the award for screenplay and costume at filmfare.. though i dont think those awards mean anything. .. every year a new catagory is given birth to so that certain people get their "due" awards. what a load of crack... but fun to watch non the less if you dont have anything to do and your family is not letting you change the channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. this movie  has some kick ass screen play and dialogues..&lt;br /&gt;even the  background score is apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it totally captures the 'typical ness' of the people and the places. it fits delhi like a glove. the talk the talk and walk the walk. there may be no india gate.. but you know this is delhi!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oye and pajji has done a brilliant job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music has  awakened the punjabi in me.. and makes me wish to be a pajji in my next life. seems like too much fun. i am now embracing that .... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superchor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jugni&lt;/span&gt; have replaces kings of leon on my current playlist.  tomorrow is holi.. and i wish to dance on these numbers like a drunk cheapad let loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the cast and crew.. especially the casting director!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all teh dialogues.. dont know which ones to mention. if you have seen this movie you know what i mean..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5763410101460890023?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5763410101460890023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5763410101460890023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5763410101460890023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5763410101460890023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/aktualy-na-mera-vart-hai-tuesday-and.html' title='Aktualy na mera vart hai.. tuesday and thursday... I&apos;m only vegitable..'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-4635074471181898827</id><published>2009-02-11T14:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:13:05.905+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers any?'/><title type='text'>Things i will never understand 3</title><content type='html'>i hate going to malls.&lt;br /&gt;though it really is wonderful when you want to make a national geographic documentary about the human kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do explain.. why is it that people are always eager to barge into elevators and not wait for the people already inside to come out first!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fail to understand.. and its almost like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takia kalam&lt;/span&gt; for me now when i use elevators.."can we come out first?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-4635074471181898827?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4635074471181898827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=4635074471181898827' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4635074471181898827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4635074471181898827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-will-never-understand-3.html' title='Things i will never understand 3'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-8905772822584668619</id><published>2009-02-05T20:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:30:45.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SHOTGUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYr_Cx4Ea-I/AAAAAAAAADc/gadaP_lRL-Y/s1600-h/Shatrughan_Sinha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299328334768139234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYr_Cx4Ea-I/AAAAAAAAADc/gadaP_lRL-Y/s320/Shatrughan_Sinha2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i call shot gun before my friend skeletor decides to steal my blog post.. that came to me after ages. .. about the different methods adopted by various characters in schools and colleges to cheat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shotgun skeletor u !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-8905772822584668619?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8905772822584668619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=8905772822584668619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8905772822584668619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8905772822584668619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/shotgun.html' title='SHOTGUN!!!'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYr_Cx4Ea-I/AAAAAAAAADc/gadaP_lRL-Y/s72-c/Shatrughan_Sinha2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-5282018953102984127</id><published>2009-01-30T12:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:30:03.331+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ART Pick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYKk-yeQekI/AAAAAAAAADE/aAvfTZNSSaM/s1600-h/dots-obsession_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296977510348651074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYKk-yeQekI/AAAAAAAAADE/aAvfTZNSSaM/s320/dots-obsession_thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayoi Kusama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the polka dot queen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296977877141528914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYKlUI4foVI/AAAAAAAAADM/H4agk3Rjqj4/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5282018953102984127?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5282018953102984127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5282018953102984127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5282018953102984127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5282018953102984127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-pick.html' title='ART Pick'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SYKk-yeQekI/AAAAAAAAADE/aAvfTZNSSaM/s72-c/dots-obsession_thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-4538244732701889914</id><published>2009-01-18T12:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:33:00.918+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers any?'/><title type='text'>Things i will never understand 2</title><content type='html'>Why is it that people always think they were somebody famous in the previous life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-4538244732701889914?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4538244732701889914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=4538244732701889914' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4538244732701889914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4538244732701889914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-will-never-understand-2.html' title='Things i will never understand 2'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-8471558827199579611</id><published>2009-01-18T10:07:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:15:51.902+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>I LIKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SXKzRS34sXI/AAAAAAAAABw/RQWi2DwkZPQ/s1600-h/Anish%2520Kapoor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292489621819142514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SXKzRS34sXI/AAAAAAAAABw/RQWi2DwkZPQ/s320/Anish%2520Kapoor3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my all time favorite art installation by the 1991 turner prize winner Anish Kapoor, CLOUD GATE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SXKzYiZSlcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i3rx4uYapBY/s1600-h/cloud+gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292489746244867522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SXKzYiZSlcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i3rx4uYapBY/s320/cloud+gate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When in Chicago must see this.. and take a picture with this mammoth art work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those of us who find it quite familiar.. you must have seen it in some movie or music video.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like Kanye West's &lt;em&gt;Homecoming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-8471558827199579611?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8471558827199579611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=8471558827199579611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8471558827199579611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8471558827199579611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-like.html' title='I LIKE'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SXKzRS34sXI/AAAAAAAAABw/RQWi2DwkZPQ/s72-c/Anish%2520Kapoor3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-1984683845694849434</id><published>2009-01-18T09:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:57:58.020+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers any?'/><title type='text'>Things i see that i will never understand...</title><content type='html'>why is it that at petrol pumps we often find 4 men jumping on a car.. trying to manage some extra fuel into the tank?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-1984683845694849434?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1984683845694849434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=1984683845694849434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1984683845694849434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/1984683845694849434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-see-that-i-will-never.html' title='Things i see that i will never understand...'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-3125570207226378026</id><published>2009-01-14T21:16:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:45:51.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Point to ve noted me Lorrd !"</title><content type='html'>she said in her very own bollywood scene of  thought.. whenever she realized something about her self that she already knew.&lt;br /&gt;Also she is not a big fan of talking in the third person.&lt;br /&gt;along with .. she likes her broken english. and so she noted that whenever she reads poetry she is in search of cliches and the very sap that makes her cringe [skeletor i see you are frowning but &lt;strong&gt;this is NOT &lt;/strong&gt;in reference to you]. why is it that she just cant enjoy these sad little poems.. that everyone can relate to.. and most can write as well. she wonders why people like to write poetry in loops and flowers with words that make no sense to the writer and others but are never questioned as no one wants to look stupid or any less intelligent, while only proving that they actually are.&lt;br /&gt;all she wishes for is simple yet enjoyable poetry... especially when these flowers called words are not as good as of the dead poets. let there be some realization.. please show these people the light. must read.. leonard cohen and the likes. who are simple and poetic minus the word gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*she sips hot water as she feels like she has sawdust in her throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fact is brought to her attention.. she never writes more than a paragraph in her blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks whether that needs to be changed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-3125570207226378026?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3125570207226378026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=3125570207226378026' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3125570207226378026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3125570207226378026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/point-to-ve-noted-me-lorrd.html' title='&quot;Point to ve noted me Lorrd !&quot;'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2226834093527231119</id><published>2009-01-14T16:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:13:14.820+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let ME be clear..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i write this blog .. but i don't care to write all that much and that often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the updates are rare.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the inspirations are often forgotten somewhere in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so bear with me.. or not. you are just one person anyway for whom i write this blog i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall now leave you with the art work of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291113148637221074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SW3PYArrkNI/AAAAAAAAABo/Uq2FGNjS0hk/s320/BANKSY-beggar-m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2226834093527231119?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2226834093527231119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2226834093527231119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2226834093527231119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2226834093527231119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-me-be-clear.html' title='Let ME be clear..'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SW3PYArrkNI/AAAAAAAAABo/Uq2FGNjS0hk/s72-c/BANKSY-beggar-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-8446964952657628947</id><published>2009-01-07T17:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:31:32.731+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when skeletor ate my head'/><title type='text'>How i haunt myself.</title><content type='html'>100 days..childhood torture.&lt;br /&gt;i was told not to watch it, but no.. why should i listen to these things called parents. i managed to catch the flick 100 days when i was just a little girl. unaware that my heart wouldnt allow me .. i still carried on with the movie. fast forward to the movie aftermath.. i was afraid of everything. especially walls. how to avoid those? i started looking at my walls with grave suspicion, wondering who lay behind my room walls. knocking on them every now and then to find a hollow spot where the skeleton of madhuri dixit, anarkali and the likes may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are times .. even now, when i look at my surrounding in the middle of the night in the dark.. and very much hallucinate. i would imagine a person sitting there and waiting. or i would think that people are running around outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;creepy! i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.... i hear govinda is going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-8446964952657628947?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8446964952657628947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=8446964952657628947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8446964952657628947'/><link 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVsik8uyH7I/AAAAAAAAABg/Hu0ko1k8g3E/s1600-h/chinese-ox.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVsik8uyH7I/AAAAAAAAABg/Hu0ko1k8g3E/s320/chinese-ox.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285856605822394290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have a happy new year .. and this time you get what you want out of life!!&lt;br /&gt;i sure will... its my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-6572700483123930069?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6572700483123930069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=6572700483123930069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/6572700483123930069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/6572700483123930069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVsik8uyH7I/AAAAAAAAABg/Hu0ko1k8g3E/s72-c/chinese-ox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-3966587262486723817</id><published>2008-12-30T15:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:17:17.156+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL for real'/><title type='text'>The FUNNIEST e-mail i have read in recent times...  these are a few of my favorites.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE NEVER READ SOMETHING WRITTEN WITH SO MUCH CONVICTION AND SO MANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES. I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;SOME OF MY FAVORITE PARTS ARE HIGHLIGHTED.  THERE WILL BE MORE ADDITIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS MAN&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;A quiet simple man who can do something unexpected to shock you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taurus man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mostly medium tall, strong with good health, good strong body. When he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; talks, he likes to turn his head to one side on one direction.&lt;/span&gt; His body will&lt;br /&gt;be quite straight, facial structure tend to be square shape more than other&lt;br /&gt;shape. His eyes sparkle with liveliness.&lt;br /&gt;Even when he is in love, he is still a free wild bird. He is a sand in your&lt;br /&gt;palm, the more you want to hold it, it will slip out. If you stand and hold&lt;br /&gt;it still, it will stay that way. Don't set the rules and draw a line for&lt;br /&gt;him, he will not stay. When you are with him, he will think only of you. But&lt;br /&gt;an hour later he could change his mind. He is very patient with other&lt;br /&gt;people, but very impatient with himself. His world always turning and it&lt;br /&gt;will not stop just because he loves you. If he up sets, he will show it&lt;br /&gt;right away. If something has gone wrong, he will blame his own carelessness&lt;br /&gt;instead of blaming other people. He sincere to his friends even to some&lt;br /&gt;friends he does not like. He likes to&lt;br /&gt;do odd things and surprise other people. He could be fully dress in a nice&lt;br /&gt;suit and jump in the pool. He could slap your back so hard just to make you&lt;br /&gt;turn around to see he has flowers in his hand. He never want to get too&lt;br /&gt;close with anyone for he thinks living in reality is living by yourself. He&lt;br /&gt;does not care what people think when he behave weird. He could be walking&lt;br /&gt;bare feet and laughing at people who laugh at him and think they are so&lt;br /&gt;narrow minded. He does not likes to follow conformity, but always want to&lt;br /&gt;search for new ventures, new mystery. He will interest in a life of a&lt;br /&gt;millionaire as much as a life of an old man selling newspaper on a sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;vendor. He like to search and analyze people and things. He will analyze his&lt;br /&gt;friends or his girl friend, and once the mystery is gone, he will search for&lt;br /&gt;new puzzle to solve. He can not easily understand thing, so he will&lt;br /&gt;gradually learning about you till he fills up all his questions. He knows so&lt;br /&gt;many people ,but he has a few friends. He looks for quality friends than&lt;br /&gt;quantity friends. He will be close with some friends shortly and move on. He&lt;br /&gt;always feel lonely even surround by many people. He could create his own&lt;br /&gt;little world, and sometimes no one would understand him. He looks only for&lt;br /&gt;future and he thinks he lives for the future. He may wonder how many people&lt;br /&gt;think like he does, but he does not want to be like the others. A man with a&lt;br /&gt;conflict personality. He is a cool, understanding, able to work well, and&lt;br /&gt;very artistic. Taurus man could be an artist. He could shock you&lt;br /&gt;as much as he is able to clam you down when you up set. He is a free spirit&lt;br /&gt;who likes venture, but when he wants to be alone, do not touch him but to&lt;br /&gt;let him be. He won't disappear from the crowds too long, he will be back. He&lt;br /&gt;will give you straight forward opinion or comments, but will never advice&lt;br /&gt;what he thinks you should do. He does not like people to tell him what he&lt;br /&gt;should do too. He thinks each individual dreams and thoughts should be very&lt;br /&gt;private. He will use his brain not his body strength, so he will let other&lt;br /&gt;guys compete. He has a certain satisfactory in life and hate to force&lt;br /&gt;himself in competition. He may seems careless, but actually he is a thinker&lt;br /&gt;and a stubborn one.&lt;br /&gt;He sees anythings in details and not easily trusted people till he thinks he&lt;br /&gt;knows them well. You can just smile and he will think why and what are you&lt;br /&gt;smiling about, and if you are pretending. Once he trust you and accept you&lt;br /&gt;as a friend, no one can says other wise to change that for he will not&lt;br /&gt;listen to gossip. He will be honest and sincere to his friends. He hates&lt;br /&gt;lies, so he will not tell you lies. If he finds it is necessary to lie, he&lt;br /&gt;will find other ways not to tell you or avoid telling you anything. If he&lt;br /&gt;really has to lie, you will never be able to tell that he is lying. He can&lt;br /&gt;really keep secrets, so you will hardly know that he is a lonely soul. If&lt;br /&gt;you want this kind of guy, you have to be an interesting person. He has to&lt;br /&gt;be curious about you. Hell for him is "No Freedom", so if he marry you then&lt;br /&gt;you should know it is the biggest decision in his life. Always be&lt;br /&gt;interesting, then you could have him beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;A slim moderately tall woman. Taurus woman is funny and a jolly person.&lt;br /&gt;Square facial bone structure, high cheek bone. Her round big eyes sparkle&lt;br /&gt;with wit and curiosity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You will not see many round faces Taurus women, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mainly she will have a strong jaw line. She is a constantly change person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she up sets, she will not show it and&lt;br /&gt;will keep it to herself for a long time, and will remember them so well. If&lt;br /&gt;she gets really mad at you, you will suddenly become a totally and&lt;br /&gt;completely stranger to her.&lt;br /&gt;She is a patient person, but always need new excitement. She hates long talk&lt;br /&gt;meeting, long and endless conversation. She can be in love with you today,&lt;br /&gt;and one day she could act as if she has never loved you before. She has&lt;br /&gt;patient with what she wants to do and will never give up until she gets&lt;br /&gt;there. She will be very persistent in what she is doing till she has reasons&lt;br /&gt;for stopping her project, then she will quit. Money for Taurus woman is not&lt;br /&gt;the most important factor in life. She thinks of money as an instrument for&lt;br /&gt;assuring of a good living. She has more satisfaction in achieving her goals&lt;br /&gt;more than satisfaction in fine cloths and luxuries. If you like a woman who&lt;br /&gt;always thinks of love and romance ,then you are dating the wrong girl. You&lt;br /&gt;can not tell her to stay at home, she likes to work and preferred not work&lt;br /&gt;at home. She loves animals and likes to surround by animals. Love is in her&lt;br /&gt;head, but Freedom is in her soul. She has her own idea about love and afraid&lt;br /&gt;to show her true feeling for fear of rejection. She is not the type to talk&lt;br /&gt;about love, but she sure has a strange way to show it. She is not good in&lt;br /&gt;showing when she is in love, but if she loves you she will be honest to you&lt;br /&gt;than any other women. She will be honest to her love one, but at the same&lt;br /&gt;time seems distant. You will have a good relationship with her, if you allow&lt;br /&gt;her freedom. Do not force her to be with you in a poker game which she&lt;br /&gt;hates, but let she goes out swinging with her friends if she wants to. She&lt;br /&gt;will be different than other girls, and she thinks different is one of her&lt;br /&gt;unique quality. She is a public figure but belongs to no one.She will not&lt;br /&gt;stay with you, if she thinks you are not sincere. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She likes you to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personality, but better not to compete with her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves her&lt;/span&gt;, but not too much&lt;br /&gt;for she afraid it will limiting her freedom. She always stand out of the&lt;br /&gt;crowd for something she dares to do. You could see her dress like a poor&lt;br /&gt;farmer dinning in the fancy restaurant, or dress like a nun in an a cocktail&lt;br /&gt;dress party. If you are a politician who are&lt;br /&gt;looking for a wife, she will make a good one because she is cleverly smart&lt;br /&gt;and she could get along socially with any type of crowds. She is not a&lt;br /&gt;jealous type because she has to know you thoroughly before accepting you in&lt;br /&gt;her life. She has more curiosity in life than wondering if right now you are&lt;br /&gt;flirting with someone else. If you keep a distant from her, or go away for a&lt;br /&gt;few days, she will miss you more. Even when she is dating you, she also able&lt;br /&gt;to fond of someone else, if you do not have something she is looking for.&lt;br /&gt;She will never disappoint you or hide behind your back to make you loose&lt;br /&gt;face, but she is the type who just going to tell you to your face that "&lt;br /&gt;We're better off breaking up". She always remember her first love. Taurus&lt;br /&gt;woman holds the best record for divorce for she does not care about how&lt;br /&gt;people think of her, but every&lt;br /&gt;things should be done for "Happiness". She has lots of friends and sure of&lt;br /&gt;herself, so you will hardly see she delays any of her thoughts before her&lt;br /&gt;action. If she think of something, she will go ahead and does it. She has&lt;br /&gt;many men wanting her for her constant changes is the challenge. She can be&lt;br /&gt;cute and funny, but suddenly cool and&lt;br /&gt;tough. She has her own style of dressing up, so you could see her dress like&lt;br /&gt;an old mate today, and tomorrow she may dress like she comes from Mars. She&lt;br /&gt;will have that interesting hair, dress and a look unique from anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to learn about your dreams and your thought. She has fun teasing&lt;br /&gt;you and making jokes. If she did something wrong, she won't hide it from&lt;br /&gt;you, but do not ask when she is not in the mood to talk about it. She hates&lt;br /&gt;to owe people money and take promise seriously. If you promise to pay her&lt;br /&gt;back, you'd better paid up. If you want to make it with Taurus woman, then&lt;br /&gt;do not be jealous or possessive, do not be narrow minded, do not criticize&lt;br /&gt;about nonsense or small and insignificant matters. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to likes her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and let she has her privacy, then she can be very sweet to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA MAN&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;A man who has no balance like his Zodiac symbol. He is not the gentle, cool&lt;br /&gt;, calm and charming guy like what you see. He has another dark side of&lt;br /&gt;aggression, stubborn and he likes to start an argument the most. Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he can be so depress&lt;/span&gt; and unstable. Up and down like he is trying to balance&lt;br /&gt;himself most of the time. To many people, he is a friendly guy and always&lt;br /&gt;smile even when he is mad or up set. His voice always gentle and calm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always set and comb his hair as if he comes out from a shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advertisement. Mostly Libra men are good looking, even the ugly one is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;charming. &lt;/span&gt;When he smiles, it is so bright that the whole world is smiling&lt;br /&gt;with him too.&lt;br /&gt;When he is in a balance mood, he is the type of person you want to be with.&lt;br /&gt;In other unbalancing mood, he likes to make people argue about something and&lt;br /&gt;watching it with fascination and fun. He will wait to be the one who&lt;br /&gt;compromise and clear thing up. He likes to be in a conflicting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Libra man is lazy by nature. After his tired&lt;br /&gt;day at work, he likes to sit still and just look out of the window or read&lt;br /&gt;quietly. He likes to be in his own world. After recharging his battery, he&lt;br /&gt;will be very energetic again and may even take you out that night. Libra man&lt;br /&gt;normally will not do any shocking or abnormal things to be noticed. He likes&lt;br /&gt;to be conformed with his crowd, but if you watch him carefully, you will see&lt;br /&gt;the different. If he wear a shirt, it will have to be a zipper front instead&lt;br /&gt;of buttons, or a special tie bar. There is always something in him that he&lt;br /&gt;will not allow totally conformity to take him over. A straight forward , no&lt;br /&gt;non-sense guy. He is careful and delicate in details. He will spent extra&lt;br /&gt;time to doing it right, than comes back to correct them later. He hates&lt;br /&gt;people who boost, or exaggerate. He does not like over dressed woman or make&lt;br /&gt;herself a center of an attention. He loves to read. He loves poems and loves&lt;br /&gt;art. When he works he can work like crazy, but after work he can turn on&lt;br /&gt;romantic jazzy music and treat you so gently. He loves to give people advice&lt;br /&gt;and normally give a good advice. If you fall for him, you will stay like&lt;br /&gt;being trapped in a spider web. If you want to break up with him, he will&lt;br /&gt;persuade you a zillion ways to stay and you can not stop him anyway. After&lt;br /&gt;he persuade you to stay, or after a big fight, he will be so sweet to you as&lt;br /&gt;if he has never hurt your feeling&lt;br /&gt;before ever. He will has his own way to win a girl love and affection. Once&lt;br /&gt;she says yes, he will lay back and wonder if he should go on or if he should&lt;br /&gt;back out. In&lt;br /&gt;his teen, he changed many girl friends because he can not clearly separate&lt;br /&gt;loving a friend and loving a girl friend. He will check and re-cheek if his&lt;br /&gt;match is suitable and compatible with him. Even he is a romantic man, he can&lt;br /&gt;hardly understand the emotion of the one he loves. He is a generous guy even&lt;br /&gt;he sets his life so systematically. He never knows when he makes you&lt;br /&gt;unhappy. He never knows how he up set you. He will never knows what he said&lt;br /&gt;wrong. If he is your lover, be prepare for this. A not so pretty girl with&lt;br /&gt;no brain is not his type of woman. If you are not pretty enough, he will not&lt;br /&gt;mind talking to you but he does not care to get to know you. Any girls,&lt;br /&gt;pretty or ugly can ask for his help, he will be happy to help. He hates to&lt;br /&gt;argue by yelling at each other, so you tend to see he argue with his girl&lt;br /&gt;friend seriously but try at best to be very&lt;br /&gt;quiet. He likes to have a girl friend by getting to know each other like a&lt;br /&gt;friend first. If you want him, you have to like the same thing he does. He&lt;br /&gt;prefers a pretty and gentle woman than a smart and ugly woman. You have to&lt;br /&gt;understand his mood especially he can has many different moods. He is a&lt;br /&gt;private person, so when he needs to be alone better let him be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;Libra woman mostly has an egg oval facial shape. She has a nice smooth skin&lt;br /&gt;and a good figure. She will spent so much efforts to keep her skin clean and&lt;br /&gt;pretty. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can be easily allergy to cosmetic and make up, but taken care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her face and avoid wrinkle is her hobby.&lt;/span&gt; She is good at it and tend to look&lt;br /&gt;younger than her age. She can be very naughty like a little boy, but yet&lt;br /&gt;fully 100% woman. She looks nice in either Jean or night gown. She thinks&lt;br /&gt;woman is equal to man. Sometimes she can think faster than you, but she will&lt;br /&gt;not leave you far behind. She will try not to make you feel like you are&lt;br /&gt;competed or defeated in any games she plays with you even she is winning.&lt;br /&gt;She is a little flirt even she has no idea what she wants. She can not&lt;br /&gt;decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her schedule very&lt;br /&gt;well in all cases.She is gifted with how to dress, and how to match her&lt;br /&gt;dress. She likes to dress in black and wear perfume. She likes a mild&lt;br /&gt;flowery scent. In any argument, she can really argue. She can argue for&lt;br /&gt;hours, and mostly win the argument. If it is not a serious argument, she&lt;br /&gt;could argue and once a while give you a smile also. She will make a good&lt;br /&gt;politician, because she can tell which party will win the election. She&lt;br /&gt;always has a good reasons ,even she likes to contradict herself. She can not&lt;br /&gt;decide what is right and wrong for her, because everything has a good side&lt;br /&gt;and a bad side. Woman in other Zodiac might not care what other people&lt;br /&gt;think, but Libra woman care what other people ,or what you feel as much as&lt;br /&gt;her own feeling. She can adjust to her environment very well, so at work she&lt;br /&gt;will be at the ladder up. She likes team work in doing things. If you ask&lt;br /&gt;her for help or advice, she will help you except if she does not like your&lt;br /&gt;guts. She can change you and make you think you change by yourself without&lt;br /&gt;her influence. Good side of being with Libra woman are she never interfere&lt;br /&gt;with your privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your&lt;br /&gt;friends. Even she cares about how much money she has left his her bank&lt;br /&gt;account, she will never forget to let you know how much she cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;She think taken care of the house is a woman job and she can do it well. But&lt;br /&gt;if you expect a Libra woman to fear you, then you are wrong. She is a strong&lt;br /&gt;woman even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she looks at you with that sweet innocent pairs of baby's looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and may loose you (let you win) in a few poker games.&lt;/span&gt; If she is the one you&lt;br /&gt;are after, then go step by step. The best way is using her friends&lt;br /&gt;introducing you to her. Do not make her feel or treat her like a bubble&lt;br /&gt;head. You have to move forward toward her with confident and secure. Show&lt;br /&gt;her that you are a kind , polite and a real gentleman. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be a slow hand or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;else you might get smack! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-3966587262486723817?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3966587262486723817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=3966587262486723817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3966587262486723817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/3966587262486723817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/funniest-e-mail-i-have-read-in-recent.html' title='The FUNNIEST e-mail i have read in recent times...  these are a few of my favorites.'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-62828888733209623</id><published>2008-12-29T17:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:20:53.502+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVi4SIBPrSI/AAAAAAAAABY/RVGGYSJH8uM/s1600-h/KOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVi4SIBPrSI/AAAAAAAAABY/RVGGYSJH8uM/s320/KOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285176784249138466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like this one baschii? its  got the 80 s touch to it.. that you so very much eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song is called Sex on Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=HHhhcKxflMY"&gt;http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=HHhhcKxflMY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also love this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=zYH_1kW7n8M"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=zYH_1kW7n8M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-62828888733209623?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally my new favorite song... i love everything about it! the lyrics along with this awesome planet earth video make it a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pierce- through- my- skin- and head- making- the- hair-on- my- arms- stand up&lt;/span&gt;, kind of song.&lt;br /&gt;i am not one who over reacts .. unlike my sweet friend skeletor. so i really do mean  it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your taste is anything like mine.. am sure you will love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very true to life... no matter how real you think you are somewhere you do pretend.. whether it is what you do, your dreams, what you want... what you like, who you hate/dislike.. what you believe, whether you really care... you always pretend.&lt;br /&gt;We Pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes something like this&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is our decision, to live fast and die young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget about our mothers and our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're fated to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're fated to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's really nothing, nothing we can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The models will have children, we'll get a divorce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were fated to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're fated to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=f9GH-yvPHSY"&gt;http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=f9GH-yvPHSY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're fated to pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-5992275601207268664?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5992275601207268664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=5992275601207268664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5992275601207268664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/5992275601207268664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-pretend.html' title='Time to Pretend'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SVTSyjiddZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kC7mebz0XbA/s72-c/mgmt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-7940898374829870243</id><published>2008-12-23T11:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:46:57.895+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want your inputs.. :D'/><title type='text'>Eternal Questions... and New Revelations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pink is the new black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i always thought black was the new black..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;weird and strange is the new cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;urghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;there is no such thing as the real world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;its all real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dysfunctional is the new functional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hahaha..love this one. true to most families too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-7940898374829870243?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7940898374829870243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=7940898374829870243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7940898374829870243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/7940898374829870243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/eternal-questions-and-new-revelations.html' title='Eternal Questions... and New Revelations'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-9148130700292226546</id><published>2008-12-23T11:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:47:28.038+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='based on first hand experiances + some seconds'/><title type='text'>is it just me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i have been wondering lately .. why are there so many "chunky pandeys" around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;chunky pandey s being people who are hanging on to their youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i have a piece in  my family too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;when they are young they just want to be older.... and now they are just making royal asses of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;married middle aged men discussing 'girls' with 19-20 yr old boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;gelled spikey hair on wrinkled powdery faces... urghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; trail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; why is it that the younger the boys .. the more vertical the hair growth??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the worst are the NRI ones.. how they disapprove of bollywood music that people dance to at weddings.. and when asked "what would you prefer?" the say.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;trannce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; dude..or  gimme house" [ in their fake little accents].  Yeah right! trance.. i would love to see our aunty uncles in the 60 s swaying to that at weddings. what are  you on?? popping combiflams and pain killers.. with a bottle of corex on the side.  eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;lets not let the ladies go... they have a tougher grip on their youth gone by.  i dont even know where to begin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;these ladies think that to "get with it" they must firstly wear SLACKS .. omg how i hate that trend! then the loud make up with blue eyeliners and streaked copper hair. *stomach takes a leap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;think i will go get some air... bhurb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst ones are those who not only borrow cloths from their 13-18 year old daughters wardrobe, but also sit and 'chill' with the friends... offering them some vodka or wine..."beta what s your poison?" telling stories of how when they were in college  5 yrs back @@ them boys ran after her.. and tips on how to impress and do what not [daughter sitting on the side cringes*].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are those 'young-thinktheyare21' mothers who like to say .. "we like to be friends with our children".. [oh k.. then shall be the parent? ].. so we  let our teenagers party till 6 am . smoke some shit,  "shit? no!only the best for my child"&lt;br /&gt;telling her daughters guy friends must watch porn "its only natural"... dissing other mothers as strict and orthodox because they are not friends with their children. ..meaning they don't allow them to roam around late nights at age 15 .. or be vagabonds, or not serving alcohol to their children at parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghh..maybe its just me.  "it s  only natural!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-9148130700292226546?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/9148130700292226546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=9148130700292226546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/9148130700292226546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/9148130700292226546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-just-me.html' title='is it just me?'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-2846852724234682276</id><published>2008-12-21T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:58:44.427+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>That's What She Said</title><content type='html'>she said that doctor madam had "mote". That being a  term i was not familiar with, the imagery painted in my mind was of an ugly mole'esque outburst. but she clarified it since she could tell from my expression that i thought it was a contagious disease, she said it meant 'fat'... well, ohh kay.. i guess its some "industry" lingo that i obviously was unaware of. anyway.. all in all the massage was mediocre and the oil was almost cold. though i was intrigued by her theory of weight loss through "mustard oil with ajwain" massages... i guess its worth a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-2846852724234682276?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2846852724234682276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=2846852724234682276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2846852724234682276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/2846852724234682276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-what-she-said.html' title='That&apos;s What She Said'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-4470251395823954686</id><published>2008-12-19T19:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:39:39.276+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this will have further additions ..'/><title type='text'>Colourful Words and slapstick 'literature'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUu5Jag8dQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wQWETR0pnVQ/s1600-h/funny-bar-signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUu5Jag8dQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wQWETR0pnVQ/s200/funny-bar-signs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281518559409501442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many words that i find peculiar phonetically and usually they are really crass as well. sometimes they are  colloquialisms and other times they are just words that i realize exist since i am paying attention to a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by slapstick 'literature' i mean everything from things i read on billboards to advertisements in the paper to popular sayings. Ah there are oh so many.. where do i begin.&lt;br /&gt;i do have a love for broken English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a classic and one of my favorites is something i read on the hood of an auto-rickshaw. it said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dont wait loose weight"&lt;/span&gt;.  need i say more. how very creative.  still i paid no heed unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janani: &lt;/span&gt;meaning woman. its a Punjabi word and is used with quite a jump in its stride as are most Punjabi words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xiao :&lt;/span&gt; this i learnt when i was studying in Singapore. meaning crazy/whack.  it was often used by students, especially nearing end semester during assessment time... along with other words such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'pangsai'&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'punksai' &lt;/span&gt;[I'm not really sure how its spelt] it means 'shit'. this too was a popular word and activity, if i may call it, during assessment week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in India abuses too tend to be quite vibrantly coloured and some almost cute sounding... but none so cute in essence.  i wont be going there though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-4470251395823954686?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4470251395823954686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=4470251395823954686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4470251395823954686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/4470251395823954686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/colourful-words-and-slapstick.html' title='Colourful Words and slapstick &apos;literature&apos;'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUu5Jag8dQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wQWETR0pnVQ/s72-c/funny-bar-signs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-8983241326323330979</id><published>2008-12-19T19:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:50:17.722+05:30</updated><title type='text'>la dolce far niente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUutjAAaBQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PYfdvTDUFK0/s1600-h/goasyk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUutjAAaBQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PYfdvTDUFK0/s320/goasyk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281505804830770434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la dolce far niente", the sweetness of doing nothing... an Italian saying that i swear by.  why must we always have something to do? the most impossible task for us is to sit and do nothing. personally speaking i could do it for months.. well, come to think of it i have, and i have loved every minute of it.  i do most of my work in my head anyway. that is my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i wonder if this is contagious... because looking back i realize that i have had friends who have also been doing nothing for the longest time along with me. though for them it wasnt quite as sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we hate doing 'nothing' or being alone with'nothing' so much? is it because we truely take 'what we do' as ' who we are'...? it seems that people feel their worth in life only when they have a job or work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the sweetness so much.. it is making me diebetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog/bvang17/italy-2004/tpod.html" class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','1','')"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: WHITE;"&gt;"la dolce far niente"&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-8983241326323330979?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8983241326323330979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=8983241326323330979' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8983241326323330979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/8983241326323330979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-dolce-far-niente.html' title='la dolce far niente'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/SUutjAAaBQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PYfdvTDUFK0/s72-c/goasyk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16897181.post-112714609166769589</id><published>2005-09-20T12:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:09:00.215+05:30</updated><title type='text'>streaming through</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;streaming through.... hope to remember what rushes by. every moment every dream.. taking one step further this streaming..constant and temprory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;dont know how to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;but know that i do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16897181-112714609166769589?l=purplestreaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/feeds/112714609166769589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16897181&amp;postID=112714609166769589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/112714609166769589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16897181/posts/default/112714609166769589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplestreaming.blogspot.com/2005/09/streaming-through.html' title='streaming through'/><author><name>Oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307089172042313899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5OnlvHK-ppY/TH0g7l9CnvI/AAAAAAAAALU/6MsDkBvJ8cQ/S220/here+piggy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
