<?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-12784534</id><updated>2012-02-07T06:24:36.231+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Me Myself...</title><subtitle type='html'>A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets..........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112339202894963192</id><published>2005-08-07T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-07T11:41:16.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/pic%2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; WIDTH: 342px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; HEIGHT: 261px" height="262" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/pic%2031.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh dosti hum nahi thodegein .............. thodegein dum agar tere saath na chodegein..HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me introduce my friends. from left .. the tall guy is &lt;strong&gt;Rasesh&lt;/strong&gt; akka Rash bhai., the gal standing next to him is &lt;strong&gt;Gokula&lt;/strong&gt; akka goks, goke, godzilla,sweetheart etc , next is mallu gal. she is &lt;strong&gt;harini&lt;/strong&gt;(menon, anu,chechi.)next is the gujju guy.. thats&lt;strong&gt; Hiten&lt;/strong&gt; (D pain, da..) ,the guy in red shirt is &lt;strong&gt;Akhil&lt;/strong&gt; akka Dumbo.... next in line is &lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt; alias Derek bhai, the gal by his side in the blue dress is &lt;strong&gt;Pranathi&lt;/strong&gt;.. and finally thats me by her side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; there is one person missing in this photo .. and that is &lt;strong&gt;Sandeep&lt;/strong&gt; my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today on this special day i wanna thank all my buddies for being there for me when ever i needed them .thanks a ton..  guys......the four years that we spent together  r the most &lt;strong&gt;momerable days&lt;/strong&gt; of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112339202894963192?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112231260092244248</id><published>2005-07-25T22:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:20:58.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kadambari  (Senior Officer - Medianet)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whooooopie..................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have joined times of india.. my colleagues r Aalok biyani, NAyab ,Payam and ofcourse my boss KAustuv. im the only gal in my dept..having a gala time in office.. can u guys believe it , i went to Google office in Hitec city and met the HR head there... it was a mind blowing experience.....Google building is amazing..the atmosphere out there is so diff... hey i even went to Bottles and Chimney..but alas i dint drink any thing except DIET COKE(im sure akhil will be happy to hear this), next i went to Inner Space an interiors shop in juiblee /banjara hills....what a place yaar.the place is so....................... big amazing furniture they have got.. mind blowing,breath taking.. im unable to tell how it felt to be there in that place...these ppl have done done the interiors for our CM's new house...........their clients include all politians.....(how cool na). these r my experiences in my first week in office. by the way there is a possibility of me going to khandala for some office work........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats it ppl.i will def keep updating u guys on my amazing experiences..till then u guys take care.. bye.... miss my friends so much. love u all..bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw Saran got his Visa. congrats yaar. all the very best to u too........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112231260092244248?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112153854591072546</id><published>2005-07-16T23:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:59:05.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>after a long time.......................</title><content type='html'>hello ppl...&lt;br /&gt;                  thursday 14 july...&lt;br /&gt; i went to the times of india office.yeah i got my appointment letter.. i will be joining from aug 1. my bro was very happy..and my dad too.infact my dad was proud of me.he is still unable to digest the fact that his little princess has turned into this independent working woman(yet to be thou)..now comes my mom's turn. she isnt happy. she has many reasons for it. first and foremost being that my big b hasnt got a job yet.. and the next is that she doesnt like my job.. she wants me to learn java or some other crap and end up in IT sector which i loath the most..i jsut dnt kno how can i please my mom...she is unhappy with what ever i do......... i just hate it...&lt;br /&gt;i have many more things to worry abt .the first being my bro..im desperatly waiting for him to get a job.i dnt understd why he is not getting a good job. he has finished his MCA with an aggregate of 75% then why doesnt he get a job... he is really frustated with life..im getting so scared that he might go into depression...all his friends have got jobs except him..i hope he is destined for some thing really good..as they say intezzar ka phal meetha hota hain..dear brother i really hope and pray that u get a great job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday july 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; went to shopping with mom...and then hua ek mulakaat  hyd ke barsaat ke saath..i have never seen so much water on roads..i really got shit scared that my scooty will get washed  away with the rain water..had a good time thou getting drenched in rain.. my mom and i ate hot hot mirchi ,samosa, cutlet ragda and yummie pakodas..........(muaaaaah).on my way back i almost killed one guy.. thank god nothing happened thou. he was safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat july 16&lt;br /&gt; saw in the news that one lady got washed away in the rain water. she fell off from her vehicle in to a man hole right in front of her husband..and they havent even found her body yet. really a tragic incident. hope they get her body soon.. and may her soul rest in peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112153854591072546?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112153854591072546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112153854591072546' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/%284MinutesPerDay-102%29_Keep_smiling.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/%284MinutesPerDay-102%29_Keep_smiling.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful eyes....................&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112123413007493673?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112123413007493673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112123413007493673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112123413007493673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112123413007493673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/beautiful-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112108408841374702</id><published>2005-07-11T17:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-15T10:12:23.503+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my mood analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are longing for a little love and tenderness. At present you are feeling very sensitive and need a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. You don't need any further stresses, strains or arguments so take a deep breath and relax.&lt;br /&gt;In the past there have been - and maybe there still are - many things that you have had to do without. You have now decided to set your sights on a position or situation that could give you greater prestige and which will afford you considerable self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;You are a rather inhibited sort of person. This could be the result of your upbringing or of your schooling, whatever. You are able to obtain satisfaction from various forms of physical or emotional activity but all in all you are inclined to be emotionally withdrawn. As a consequence of this you find it difficult to sustain any deep involvement.&lt;br /&gt;The unwanted situation in which you presently find yourself is causing you considerable stress and frustration and your feeling is that whatever you try to do to remedy this is to no avail. You feel trapped. You want to get away from it all as you feel that you are banging your head against a brick wall getting nowhere. You have turned your aggression inwards and you are furious with yourself for not being able to achieve your goals. You need to go away, somewhere where there are less restrictions and where you can be free to make your own decisions.&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are worn out - suffering from what has been described as 'burnout' and nothing seems to stimulate you to break away from this state of lethargy. This situation is causing an acute distress situation and not being able immediately to resolve the problems is exposing you to excess stress and tension. You are endeavoring to break away from this situation by withdrawing into a state of 'Never Never Land' - an illusory substitute world in which things could be as you would like them to be. Now is the time to take time-out - to relax. A short break is all that you need and you will find that matters will resolve themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112108408841374702?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112108408841374702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112108408841374702' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112108408841374702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112108408841374702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-mood-analysis.html' title='my mood analysis'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112056548586123425</id><published>2005-07-05T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T17:41:25.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True friend................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Horror gripped the heart of the World War 1 soldier as he saw his lifelong friend fall in&lt;br /&gt;battle. Caught in a trench with continuous gunfire whizzing over his head, the soldier asked&lt;br /&gt;his lieutenant if he might go out into the "no man's land" between the trenches to bring&lt;br /&gt;his fallen comrade back.&lt;br /&gt;"You can go," said the lieutenant, "but i don't think it will be worth it. Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away." The lieutenant's advice didn't matter, and the soldier went anyway. Miraculously he managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto his shoulder and bring him back to their company's trench. As the two of them tumbled in together to the bottom of the trench, the officer checked the wounded soldier, and then looked kindly at his friend.&lt;br /&gt;"I told you it wouldn't be worth it," he said. "Your friend is dead and you are mortally wounded." "It was worth it, though, sir," said the soldier. "What do you mean; worth it?" responded the Lieutenant. "Your friend is dead" "YES, Sir" the private answered. "But it was worth it because when i got to him, he was still alive and i had the satisfaction of hearing him say, "JIM........, I KNEW YOU'D COME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Many times in life, whether a thing is worth doing or not, really depends on how u look at it. Take up all your courage and do something your heart tells you to do so that you may not regret not doing it later in your life"A true friend is one who walks in, when the rest of the world walks out."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112056548586123425?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112056548586123425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112056548586123425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112056548586123425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112056548586123425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/true-friend.html' title='True friend................................'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112041351262547716</id><published>2005-07-03T23:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:28:32.630+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/Hawaii%20039.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/Hawaii%20039.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         PARADISE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112041351262547716?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112041351262547716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112041351262547716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112041351262547716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112041351262547716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/paradise.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-112012653182039469</id><published>2005-06-30T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:45:31.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/peryarlake.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/peryarlake.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is peryar lake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-112012653182039469?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112012653182039469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=112012653182039469' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112012653182039469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/112012653182039469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-peryar-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111954833956313691</id><published>2005-06-23T23:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:08:59.570+05:30</updated><title type='text'>main aur meri tanhayiiiiiiii...................</title><content type='html'>Aaj  main bahuth kuch likhna chahtihu par shabd nahi a rahe hain. . tang agaye hu main apni zindagi se. .khud se ek hi sawaal kar rahi hoon ki mere jeene ka maksath kya hain? Aaj main khud ki nazaron me ghir gayi hoon. zaindagi mein itna andhera bhargaya hain ki roshni ki koyi aas nahi hain…….yeh waqt bhi mere saath itne ajeeb khel kyon khel raha hain patha nahin… aaj main zindagi se haar mangayi. Toot chuki hoon is kadar ki  khud par se mera viswas uth gaya. Aur apne naseeb se bhi..aaj maine apni maa ke ankhon me ek dard dekha hain  jiski wajah sirf aur sirf main hoon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main aur meri tanhai aur mere asoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya likhna chathi thi aur main  kya  likh rahi hoon…par intna tho  kehna chahthi hoon ki dil me dard itna bhara hua hain.. ki ye asoon bhi  nahi rukthe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sorry for the spelling mistakes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz i dnt want any comments. dnt worry abt me im fine......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111954833956313691?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111954833956313691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111954833956313691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111954833956313691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111954833956313691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/main-aur-meri-tanhayiiiiiiii.html' title='main aur meri tanhayiiiiiiii...................'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111934530949280460</id><published>2005-06-21T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:54:19.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another Day........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Another day is gone, the end of night is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did this day mean, was it all in vain I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in this day did I accomplish, and what good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeds did I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of what I have done today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going a thousand miles to help a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going one step for a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it really mean anything tomorrow is what in my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind will linger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will any single person remember when a hundred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day is gone; the end of the night is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did this day mean, was it all in vain I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint write this poem........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111934530949280460?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111934530949280460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111934530949280460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111934530949280460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111934530949280460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-day.html' title='Another Day........................'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111850695766679461</id><published>2005-06-11T21:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-11T21:52:37.670+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A BeAuTiFuL SoNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tujhase naaraaz nahi zindagi, hairaan hoon main&lt;br /&gt;o hairaan hoon main&lt;br /&gt;tere masoom savalon se pareshaan hooN main&lt;br /&gt;o pareshaan hoon main&lt;br /&gt;jeene ke liye socha hi na tha, dard sambhalane honge&lt;br /&gt;muskuraoon to, muskurane ke karz utaarne honge&lt;br /&gt;muskuraoon kabhi to lagata hai&lt;br /&gt;jaise hontonn pe karz rakhaa hai&lt;br /&gt;tujhase ...&lt;br /&gt;aaj agar bhar ayi hai, boondein baras jaayengi&lt;br /&gt;kal kya pata inke liye aakhen taras jayengi&lt;br /&gt;jaane kahan gum kahan khoya&lt;br /&gt;ek aansu chhupake rakha tha&lt;br /&gt;tujhase ...&lt;br /&gt;zindagi tere gum ne hamain rishte naye samajhaye&lt;br /&gt;mile jo hamain dhoop main mile chhaanv ke thande saaye&lt;br /&gt;o tujhase ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111850695766679461?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111850695766679461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111850695766679461' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111850695766679461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111850695766679461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/beautiful-song.html' title='A BeAuTiFuL SoNg'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111770641019361797</id><published>2005-06-02T15:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-02T15:30:10.203+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I DINT GET THE JOB..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;another failure in my account. well ppl say failures r stepping stones for success but its crap according to me.my failures r making me more weak than strong.my confidence is depleting day by day.i feel i might go in to depression(i really wish it happens). i kno my friends might feel that im exaggerating it by hey i dnt care. its my life and it is geting properly screwed up and im unable to do any thing.what the hell is happening to me and my life.the present itself is so bleak that i dnt dare to even think of the future.well im planning to change my name from kadambari to a loser. how cool is that????????? suits me well i feel.what say???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;just leave this crap. it aint gonna do any good to me writing all this shit.hey praneeth got his visa. how cool is that. im happy for him.im waiting for his party. he better give me one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;well  sterday i had a blast. i went for KK concert. kuch pal kk ke saath.it was rocking. man it was my first concert .i got the vip passes from my bro;s friend.thanks to him.KK has got an amazing voice.wish even i had one .but noo probs i sang with him thru out  the concert.ha ha ha.ok thats it for now.bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;LOSER.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111770641019361797?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111770641019361797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111770641019361797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111770641019361797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111770641019361797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/loser.html' title='A loser'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111746900917966203</id><published>2005-05-30T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-31T08:52:07.853+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SoMe  BeSt MoMeNtS oF LiFe</title><content type='html'>- To fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To laugh until it hurts your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To find mails by the thousands when you return from a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To go for a vacation to some pretty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To listen to your favorite song in the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To go to bed and to listen while it rains outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To leave the shower and find that the towel is warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To clear your last exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To receive a call from someone, you don't see a lot, but you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A good conversation with a sweet person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To find money in a pant that you haven't used since last year .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To laugh at yourself looking at mirror, making faces.:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Calls at midnight that last for hours.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To laugh without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To accidentally hear somebody say something good about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To wake up and realize it is still possible to sleep for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To hear a song that makes you remember a special person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To be part of a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To watch the sunset from the hill top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To feel butterflies! in the stomach every time that you see that Person .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To pass time with your best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To see people that you like, feeling happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To use a sweater of the person that you like and find that it still smells of their perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- See an old friend again and to feel that the things have not changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To take an evening walk along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To have somebody tell you that he/she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To laugh .......laugh........and laugh ...... remembering stupid things done with stupid friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................These are the best moments of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111746900917966203?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111746900917966203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111746900917966203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111746900917966203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111746900917966203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-best-moments-of-life.html' title='SoMe  BeSt MoMeNtS oF LiFe'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111743459997427491</id><published>2005-05-30T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-30T16:43:17.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A BeAuTiFuL SoNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tum Itna Jo Muskura Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Kya Gham Hai Jisko Chhupa Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Aankhon Mein Nami, Hansi Labon Par&lt;br /&gt;Kya Haal Hai Kya Dikha Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Ban Jayenge Zehar Peete Peete&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Ashq Jo Piye Ja Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Jin Zakhmon Ko Waqt Bhar Chala Hai&lt;br /&gt;Tum Kyon Unhe Chhedhe Ja Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Rekhaon Ka Khel Hai Muqaddar&lt;br /&gt;Rekhaon Se Maat Kha Rahe Ho&lt;br /&gt;Tum Itna Jo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111743459997427491?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111743459997427491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111743459997427491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                           &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Dreamz Unlimited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111735182035426151?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111735182035426151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111735182035426151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111735182035426151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111735182035426151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/dreamz-unlimited.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111695528736804453</id><published>2005-05-24T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:15:48.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>derek is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi ppl. as usual after a long gap im writing again. though im doing abs nothing in the still i dnt get to use the net, want to kno why?????????. every one in my house r so................... addicted to those bladdy card games that one after the plays these games continuosly on the system. i just hate those card games. so i dnt get to sit and write my blog regularly. hey by the way derek is here.he is the same.after he returned to hyd he came first to my place to meet me sterday . sooooooooo sweet but then i wasnt at home coz i went out with my niece and cousin to a bakery. so i asked hiten and derek to come there. well spoke with guys for around 15 to 20 min and treated them with 2 cokes.i felt good talking to both of them. they make me laugh not that i need a reason to laugh but still... it was good.today atlast goks gave her bday party.i was supposed to go to goks palce by 5.30 in the evening and as usual i was late.by the time i went to her place derek, pranathi, hiten and harini were there. so from there we went to harini's fav place. im sure every one can tell what is the place. well u r abs right it is "necklace road".as usual the place is full with couples. we sat on the dirty grass for some time .we spoke ,we laughed.its always fun to be with my GANG.from there we went to ohri's in imax.that place is full with ppl always i guess but that place is damn costly.sorry guys but if it wud have been my bday party i wud nt have taken u ppl there. as usual we hogged properly.akhil had to leave coz he had to meet his friend who was leaving to US of A.so akhil and rash bhai left after we ate at ohri's.we even took two snaps.so after that went to place well i forgot the name but its an ice cream parlour so ate ice creams.on the a whole a god day.had fun.enjoyed with my friends. by the this hiten is irritating me wantedly by telling some thing or the other abt his trip. man im so desperate to get out of hyd on a vacation.tomorrow rash bhai is leaving to rajasthan.have fun rash and u better get me some thing other see what i will do. ok bye guys.good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111695528736804453?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111695528736804453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111695528736804453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111695528736804453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111695528736804453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/derek-is-back.html' title='derek is back'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111686468088638800</id><published>2005-05-23T21:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:41:20.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/pic32209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/pic32209.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to run away to this place .the tranquility and the beauty of this place will mesmerise any one.how i wish i was sitting in that chair right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111686468088638800?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111686468088638800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111686468088638800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111686468088638800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111686468088638800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-to-run-away-to-this-place.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111656222807932274</id><published>2005-05-20T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:40:28.083+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/pic097583.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/pic097583.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its truly a paradise&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111656222807932274?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111656222807932274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111656222807932274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111656222807932274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111656222807932274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-truly-paradise.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111651777858017766</id><published>2005-05-19T21:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:33:04.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love????????????? what is love?how does it feel to be in love?will i ever fall in love?i really wonder if "i" will ever fall in love. i dnt kno why but i want to feel it. i want to kno how it feels to be in love. to be loved for what ever u r . hanging out with the person u like. getting lovely flowers once in a while and of course those lovely presents that ppl give each other.looks like i have really gone mad.i wonder if there will be a person who will really like me the way i am and accept me the way im. but i really hope my "guy" will have abs no prob with the way i laugh coz it is seriously loud and weird.sorry thats it .i dnt kno what to write. i am going for my dinner and back to my boring routine. bye.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for some one.........................&lt;br /&gt;before leaving i like to quote some thing that madhuri nene said in "dil to pagal hain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"some one some where is made for u"&lt;br /&gt;bye. good night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111651777858017766?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111651777858017766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111651777858017766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111651777858017766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111651777858017766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111641852695970531</id><published>2005-05-18T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-18T17:45:26.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/wallpaper2_1152x864.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/wallpaper2_1152x864.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111641852695970531?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111641852695970531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111641852695970531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111641852695970531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111641852695970531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111639774530008208</id><published>2005-05-18T11:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:59:05.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/640/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/5822/320/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty woman&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111639774530008208?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111639774530008208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111639774530008208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111639774530008208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111639774530008208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/pretty-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111592097408541330</id><published>2005-05-12T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:32:54.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>frustated and confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my mind is filled with fruatation ,anger and confusion.my friends always  say that im born confused ,well now even i have started to come in terms with it.what the hell am i doing sitting in  the house. absolutely nothing.i mean it. its two weeks since i have finished my exams.at last im a "mechanical  engineer", with abs no knowledge .i have screwed up my 4yrs of btech.at least now i want to do some thing that im interested in.well im so despesrate to do interior designing but as usual my mom doesnt like it.fine i gave up that desire to do interiors now. At least for time being.i have decided to work for the time being. At present that is what is in my mind.i went for two rounds of interviews and there is one more to go.hope i get the damn job coz at least then i will be out of the house.u know my mom doesnt want me to work in call centers. i dnt understd why. why is it that in india there is no dignity of labour.i really dnt understd.whats wrong witha call center job. arent there thousands of ppl doing those jobs then whats the big deal???????????????????  fine leave this crap.there is no piont  in talking all this.well sterday i tthis new movie chandramukhi.ragnikanth is the hero.there is jyothika in it toooo. she is an amazing actress. in this movie she has given a great performance.well i ahve prepared a  list of movies that i want to watch.first i have to see bunty and babli then paheli,parineeta. all of them i will watch in cds coz im toooooooo kanjoose and i hate to spend soo much money in theatres.hey i have started to like blogging.it feels good writing what evr is  there in my head and my heart.ok then i better leave now its too late .good night kadduuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111592097408541330?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111592097408541330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111592097408541330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111592097408541330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111592097408541330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/frustated-and-confused.html' title='frustated and confused'/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111571485425220080</id><published>2005-05-10T14:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T14:17:34.260+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;i hate ECIL.well thats where my parents work.i hate the ppl there.i have a very valid reason to hate them toooooooo.most of the ppl there are old and their children r settled in US OF A.so once in a while they go and visit their lovely children and return to INDIA with some amazing pens manufactured there. And since they have nothing to do in office they come and distribute those amazing pens . And my mom obviously has to get one na.so when she returns home from office she will give that damn thing to me and then starts the same old story. my mom wants me to go to USA. because she thinks thats the ultimate goal in life.if i go to AMERICA and settle there then that is the biggest achievement in my life.to hell with this AMERICA. i just hate it.why doesnt she understd that i want to do other things in life.i want to enjoi what ever im doing. And MS is the last thing i will do in life.well i know that i have nmever made my mom feel proud of me and i also know that i have disappointed her a lot but i want to live my life the way i want.i want to show that ECIL that MS is not the only survival.i just hope my mom understds me and my feelings. ma im not blaming u for any thing . MA i really love u a lot and one day u will be proud of me.my mom is the best .she has given me every thing in life. so ma now i think its my turn to give her some thing .HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MA.i always wanted to buy her some thing with my hard earned money . man im already 21.thats it. i cant study any more. i want to work and earn money.i went for an interview in TIMES OF INDIA. i really hope i get the damn job.ok hoping that i get the damn job im signing of.bye for now. MA I LOVE U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111571485425220080?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111571485425220080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111571485425220080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111571485425220080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111571485425220080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-ecil.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12784534.post-111571014005073372</id><published>2005-05-10T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:59:00.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello.....................ppl at last i have started my blog.i always used to wonder how come ppl have so much patience to blog but now even i have joined the bandwagon.well im so bugged up with life that i dnt know what to do so i thought of sharpening my typing and writing skills.im going mad.im doing absolutely nothing good except for eating and sleeping.well planning to diet coz im sitting and eating too much but im unable to stop my self.ok i kno im ending my first post in a very abrupt manner but my patience is dying.my hands are already paining.bye for now ppl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12784534-111571014005073372?l=korakagaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111571014005073372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12784534&amp;postID=111571014005073372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111571014005073372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12784534/posts/default/111571014005073372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korakagaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>kaddu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681308142419607804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.thelilygarden.com/images_lilies/NAVlg-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
