<?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-675539736411492209</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:17:39.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unspoken words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-6624951623761564857</id><published>2011-07-02T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T04:04:49.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship is a blessing......... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In school days you might have come across the topic.. science a blessing or a curse..!!&lt;br /&gt;Dont get shocked i am not going to write an essay on that.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Can we have the topic.. friendship  a blessing or a curse :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you think that you still have contact with all your friends to whom you have told "I will miss you" ...&lt;br /&gt;if you think you have the same deep feeling for your friend.......&lt;br /&gt;if you think you know what your friend is doing... where your friend is.........&lt;br /&gt;please dnt read this post...&lt;br /&gt;it will be a waste of time...!!&lt;br /&gt;[No one really listens to anyone else, and if you try it for a while you'll see why... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have "ever" felt.... the words said during the farewell day is not kept... read this!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college days gifted me with some beautiful incidents, that i have shared with you all before...!! college days... filled with fun.... fights.... outing with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends..... group studies... watching movies........ gossippin....!!! tears shed on the farewell day.. with some polished words... "i will miss you...." "i dnt know&lt;br /&gt;how lucky I am to get a friend like you..." " we can arrange for get-together twice a year :D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you might have heard any of these dialogues...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college we will be very busy..!! calls from friends daily... messaging... group chats.... conference call....... hooo.......!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;seeing college photos... videos... eyes filled with tears......  thinking will that golden moments come back.... ;) [ i have even heard of some, who deleted all photos&lt;br /&gt;from system thinking it make them desp..! and of others who have copied them to dvds :p ]&lt;br /&gt;{ i thought oh gr8... how much they love the friends... how attached they are...!! now understood it may be to save disk space :D }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few said.. " We can meet on your marriage... surely i will be there a day before :p "&lt;br /&gt;[ Lucky to get a friend like that...... even relatives will come only on the day of marriage ]&lt;br /&gt;My friends marriage got fixed... she called each n everyone in class...... only few came... there are so many experts who can tell variety of reason based on each&lt;br /&gt;situation... i was surprised several times... None of the reason they tell is not repeated again...!! does they have some software for that... dnt knw...!! may be&lt;br /&gt;reasons that they tell are always true...!! i dnt know... may be true... since they are our friends we need to tell our mind they are always right.... n we are&lt;br /&gt;wrong... atleast " ONCE they WERE our friends..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Do you want some superb reasons for tellin your friends.. have it.. " i am at home, but i cant come... i am so tired.... "  "I have exam.... series exam is a serious&lt;br /&gt;exam..!!"  "I cant travel that much..." " My mom wont leave me alone...." "My mom is alone at home" " i can come only if the rest of our classmates are coming.. " { he&lt;br /&gt;couldnt come, since one of the classmate was abroad } "oh my cousin's marriage........."&lt;br /&gt;{ these are some reasons only.... if you are going to try this for the first time... tell the same reason to all... else you will be in trouble like some of my&lt;br /&gt;friends.... have a happy time as a liar..!!!!! if you are not satisfied with any of this reasons, i will give a contact num for getting more reasons........ else a&lt;br /&gt;website will be launched shortly by that gr8 person }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some told... "i will surely call for my bro/sis marriage"&lt;br /&gt;[one called for marriage.. dnt know why that person called...!!! May be that person knows i wnt come... :D ..... there is one more reason... i told.."please call me&lt;br /&gt;:D"  atleast i came to know................... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one of my classmate online in face book..! she has never called me after college even though i used to message her..!&lt;br /&gt;she told me she is MISSing me badly.! :(  After that she didnt even give a MISS call :p ..&lt;br /&gt;May be she is busy..!&lt;br /&gt;The only people who are not busy are the people who still remember their friends..!&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel bad , if your friend is not having contact with you..!&lt;br /&gt;it just means that your friend is busy.! and you dont have any work.. :)&lt;br /&gt;this theory was proposed by a famous person.... who is very busy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more blank messages........... no more miss calls.. no more missed conversations... life changes.... people too.....&lt;br /&gt;Memories remains the same...&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to all my lovable friends......... who are still busy..............&lt;br /&gt;if you have time , think why your friends are trying to keep contact with you.........:)&lt;br /&gt;think only if you have time....&lt;br /&gt;time is precious when you spend for others... its having no value if its someone else time :(&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your valuable time........&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to conclude this post..  :D&lt;br /&gt;I have started writing this post 1 year back.. in september 2010 :D&lt;br /&gt;today i finished it :)&lt;br /&gt;I have wrote so many posts praising friends and friendship.! just wanted to show the other side of coin.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-6624951623761564857?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6624951623761564857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=6624951623761564857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/6624951623761564857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/6624951623761564857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2011/07/friendship-is-blessing.html' title='Friendship is a blessing......... :)'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-2330041067669301989</id><published>2011-06-17T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T05:21:38.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art of working :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life has become so much boring.. same office :p .. same colleagues.. same room mates.. of-course same friends :D&lt;br /&gt;Even an idea is not changing my life :(&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 7.. getting ready to office… climbing 4 floors to take great hostel food..&lt;br /&gt;That too pongal.. applying Volini after each breakfast.. prevention is better than cure.. little bit scared of getting leg pain :p&lt;br /&gt;Atlast reaching office on time.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onsite call..! That starts with hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onsite coordinator( The person who gets appreciation for what we does) : Hai.. how are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : I am fine [????].. what about you [I dnt have any problem if you are sick also ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onsite coordinator(oc): Great [ she will be great, because we people are working hard here :p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:  Can you please tell me today’s task..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OC: I don’t have any task for you today.. enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring day at office.. I cnt…How many times I will read the same forward mail again and again..&lt;br /&gt;How many times I will read the same newspaper… [ I am a fast reader :p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my mail..! there is one mail from my onsite coordinator..!&lt;br /&gt;She has sent me the same email that I have sent her yesterday..!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi client , [let it be client]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onsite coordinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has changed the signature from my name to her..!! great.. :)&lt;br /&gt;And kept my name in cc :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person can save me from this..&lt;br /&gt;I prayed to  God to make me invisible… He always answers my prayer…Because I wnt disturb him always..&lt;br /&gt;I think he wont hear my prayer now :(  I thought of having a tea..&lt;br /&gt;Went to cafeteria.. and asked for a tea… I waited for some 10 minutes and he is not giving me tea… I shouted at him..&lt;br /&gt;He is not even looking at my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I became invisible I think :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I can enjoy one full day at office.. No one is going to ask me why I am wandering here and there..&lt;br /&gt;I came back to my place .. everyone is busy.. thought of pinging someone..&lt;br /&gt;Mostly all have set the status as “BUSY”.. :(&lt;br /&gt;{what you are thinking? How can I touch mouse? Haven’t you seen any ghost movies..:p.. Its like that..&lt;br /&gt;NO one can see me.. and I can do anything :p .. got it..!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went near that girl who has kept the status as busy.. 5-6 chat window is open..&lt;br /&gt;She is just busy because of this chatting.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she pressed.. ALT +F4 [ shortcut to close the open window :p]&lt;br /&gt;{ please don’t try now… after reading my post you can :)}&lt;br /&gt;See.. I learnt so many things… why did she do that.. did she see me..? :( [ 6th sense for her :p]&lt;br /&gt;I just turned back… Her team lead has come :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started .. “ what you are doing…?? Why you haven’t completed the tasks I gave you??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : “If I am doing your work… ahem… I mean the work given by you.. how can I complete my tasks “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he : Staring.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : I will stretch and complete the task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her do work.. I started from her place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to find someone for chatting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X : I am busy.. ping you later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : need some help :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{{{{{{{{{{ No reply }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is busy.. What is she doing.. will check now [I am invisible .. dnt forget :P.. write it 10 times.. if its  difficult for you to remember ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got irritated when I saw what she was doing.. She was putting kadalai [ dnt you know tamil.. ..!! it means flirting] with some one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are busy chatting , some are flirting.. what to do why girls are like this..  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is seriously working there.. he is doing something.. he looks so tensed.. I think he is the only person who is having work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He locked his system and got up.. He is going somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started talking with someone in phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 min.. 10 min… 1 hr.. 2hr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again he came back.. was scrolling screen for 5-10 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Got up.. went for lunch…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 hrs over :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back.. the process was repeated…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5hrs of call and break :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 6 pm now… some started logging off the system.. [ save electricity.. go green :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still there… one of my friend is asking him.. what he is doing.. he replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have lot of work… I may stay late..  you leave…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He started working ATLAST :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed all the task in 1 hr [ has he done the work so fast or is having less work ? :p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. he is not leaving office… he composed the status mail and saved it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours he had sent the mail … [at 10 pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has stayed 3 hrs after completing the work in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[why!! I don’t know whether the time will come in email when we sent :p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a poor girl and dnt know anything :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understood how I need to work and how I need to show others that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working… Shortly I will start a course on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Art of showing u r working.. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please register your name before the next appraisal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God please make me visible..!! else my manager will think I have left office morning itself :)&lt;br /&gt;I pressed Ctrl+S and alt+F4..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Save and close]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager is coming…! Let me start the art of working :)&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/675539736411492209-2330041067669301989?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2330041067669301989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=2330041067669301989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/2330041067669301989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/2330041067669301989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/art-of-working.html' title='Art of working :)'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-6696393730408227144</id><published>2011-04-22T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T05:05:23.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only an idea can change you(r) (life) or....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;April 15th,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you are thinking why I am posting after a long gap..!!&lt;br /&gt;I was not busy.. But was not interested in blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;Its boring now.. so thought of writing something.... since I am out of&lt;br /&gt;college I don’t even have an assignment to write for time pass :)&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it has been 2 years.. after the great college life....&lt;br /&gt;on the last day of college.. Everyone will think.. how we will live&lt;br /&gt;without friends........ of course i also thought the same...&lt;br /&gt;but in this 2 years what has happened.. or what has changed.......&lt;br /&gt;nothing.. or... something.. or everything.........&lt;br /&gt;If we want to know what has changed we need to meet our friends&lt;br /&gt;and talk.. Luckily / unluckily this didn’t happen :D&lt;br /&gt;after a long gap of 2 years we planned for a get together.......&lt;br /&gt;during college days we used to tell....... let us meet and plan something..&lt;br /&gt;now the saying changed to let us plan and meet sometime (it’s not an SMS :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of sending mail to my friends about this plan :)&lt;br /&gt;Its not a class get-together.. as you all know that won’t take place..&lt;br /&gt;if it does it may be the eighth wonder... :D..&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t take much time to select the name of friends.. because most of them&lt;br /&gt;have showered words of love on the farewell&lt;br /&gt;Hence i was damn sure that they will come..!!&lt;br /&gt;Why to waste time in requesting someone who won’t come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called for dinner.. she asked what i was doing..&lt;br /&gt;I told her with a sleepy tone.. that we were planning for a get together......&lt;br /&gt;She smiled.... [ don’t know why ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey... we planned to meet after 2 dayz...................&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy............. atlast the due day arrived.. :)&lt;br /&gt;i reached the common place... and waited for my friend..&lt;br /&gt;During college also i used to wait here for my friend..&lt;br /&gt;if its a journey to ernakulam.. chengannur... kottayam.. where ever its...&lt;br /&gt;this is our meeting point..&lt;br /&gt;everyone came as i expected.... we decided to go to all the places that we roamed during college days..&lt;br /&gt;the temple.. church.. pamba river... theatre.. restaurants...&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least our great college...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started suggesting and don’t know how we are going to manage everything&lt;br /&gt;in this 4 hour :(&lt;br /&gt;this may be the last meeting as a gang :(&lt;br /&gt;to satisfy everyone we started from the first place..&lt;br /&gt;chengannur temple :)&lt;br /&gt;Its near to our college hostel.. where we stayed for 4 years... ya 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;now we want to visit all the places that we visited in 4 years in 4 hours :D&lt;br /&gt;The God may be surprised to see us.. because we used to visit there only during exams :)&lt;br /&gt;After disturbing God by telling all our problems we started to pamba,,,&lt;br /&gt;sat sometime on the shore... dreaming :p&lt;br /&gt;then to church.......... from there to college..................&lt;br /&gt;nothing has changed there.... the college building that is under construction for 10 yrz...&lt;br /&gt;also remains the same :D&lt;br /&gt;our waiting shed.......... our auditorium... canteen..............&lt;br /&gt;lots of memories started flashing..........................&lt;br /&gt;the first day at college........ the lab exams.......... project days...........&lt;br /&gt;university exam........ silly fights....... teasings............ at last the farewell day............&lt;br /&gt;the tears...... for parting friends................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see myself moving here and there in college........ our classroom.........&lt;br /&gt;the nostalgic feeling is still there..... college days.................&lt;br /&gt;ya,, I am thinking of something that won’t come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho... at that time got a call from home.. asking to come back soon...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... that made me to move out of college mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started to one restaurant.... at that time we considered this as the most costly place...&lt;br /&gt;we used to go there once in 6 months :D&lt;br /&gt;because the noodles charge was 55rs there :D&lt;br /&gt;Now in the place where I work we won’t even get a burger for that amount.......&lt;br /&gt;how things have changed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to fight for even 50ps after sharing the bill..&lt;br /&gt;but now........ fighting for paying the bill :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a chat for nearly 1 hr......&lt;br /&gt;now its time for everyone to tell bye.........&lt;br /&gt;the same farewell feeling.... still the pain remains the same even though years passed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought of catching the 4pm bus.... the same bus in which we have travelled more than 100 times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said bye to everyone.......... with rays of hope that we will meet soooooooooooooooooooooooon..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend is also with me in bus... she got down at her stop..............&lt;br /&gt;waving bye..... [ I dont know why this stupid girl comes to wherever I calls.... ]&lt;br /&gt;I reached home by 6......................&lt;br /&gt;I was really tired and slept.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sometime.. my mom woke me up... [ she has a habit of disturbing my sleep :( ] and gave my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. my friend is calling... why at this time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said.............. " I cant come for the meeting..................... i won’t get leave.. I am little busy........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked the date... it was 15th april.......... ya,,, the day,,, i had sent them email about the plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said some stories and after that we ended our conversation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got few messages in my mobile............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" who all are coming"&lt;br /&gt;" can we plan it some other day"&lt;br /&gt;"I have exam......."&lt;br /&gt;"I have a function next day, so i cant travel on the previous day"&lt;br /&gt;"My mom won’t let me go ALONE"&lt;br /&gt;"what is the need of meeting.. we are talking on phone na........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked BSNL and all other networks for giving message free...&lt;br /&gt;else i won’t have received all these...............&lt;br /&gt;and our contact won’t have lasted.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are few who didnt even reply... Time may be precious for them..!! [dnt even have 1 minute to reply]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.......... the story is not over... now I received a message........&lt;br /&gt;" Can we make another plan.................... so that we can dream and drop later"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of one of my friends dialogue........&lt;br /&gt;"Friendship is for particular time..... not for lifetime.... based on our needs we should make friends....&lt;br /&gt;in school.. college.. work place................."&lt;br /&gt;[ dear friend .. if you are reading this post.. thanks a lot, for teaching me a quote that I can keep in mind forever :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , I know the meaning of all relations.................. friendship is a blessing... :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to all friends who knows to tell reason........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understood why my mom smiled when I told about the plan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All characters in this post are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ Usually declarations should be made at the beginning of post... Hope you all understood why i didnt do so ;) ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have felt any resemblance its just beacuse you are a true friend :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-6696393730408227144?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6696393730408227144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=6696393730408227144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/6696393730408227144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/6696393730408227144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/only-idea-can-change-your-life-or_1854.html' title='Only an idea can change you(r) (life) or....!!'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-4882158593817235949</id><published>2010-05-08T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T05:54:51.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Relation Has An End ( Diz headin doesnt suite diz post :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am writing this true story since my friend forced me to do so...she told me not to reveal her identity.. I dnt know why she said so..!!! She is with me now..!! She is seein what i am typing.. So i can tell only the truth..!!!! Believe me........ Its true... U know na I wnt lie :D&lt;br /&gt;lets take a look on our training in one of the top most software company..!!! well... we dont have a tutor now.... we can see some messaging in class..... chatting....!! I was talking with 1 tamil girl..!!!! She was telling her school stories....... suddenly she received an sms....... her eyes was filled with tears........ i asked her the reason....... but she didnt tell it... Then I didnt force her....!! Why should we interfere in her personal matters...[ see i have become a good girl].. ya........ she continued her talk...!&lt;br /&gt;Story of 2 friends...!!!! sorry.. not college friends..!! school friends..!! :D..... I dnt knw how she met him...!! The only thing that i know is they were friends from 7th standard..........!! From same place...bench mates.... they used 2 go  to school together..! Their friendship started growing................. without any misunderstanding....... without stupid fights..... Time passed.... 9th standard...... As usual stories.. she was the topper and he the second topper.... once she was having 2 marks more than him... she reduced 3 marks to make him the topper... he came to know this from some teacher and he too reduced his mark..!!!! Well.. I liked it... both of them value their friendship and is ready to do anything for it... Far better than some people who used to keep a relation for their need only!!!!!! [ I dnt have personal experience.. someone told like that... I didnt lie ] There are so many silly silly incidents..... some of you will laugh if you hear it.... some may cry..!! [ Did u laugh by reading the "mark" story.., if so you dont value friendship... ;) ]they had a school tour..........After returning She went to her native place for a small vacation........ In class when she talked with him, he didnt respond.... She thought he may be busy.... but daily it continued... She asked him the reason, he didnt tell anything............ :(  Atlast he told................. "If you TALK with me, i feel so bad..." Her eyes were filled with tears.. He said dnt cry in front of me.... Get Lost[ She told me, he didnt tel get lost... but let it be here].... :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. he stopped talking with her......... When something ends , then only we notice how beautiful the beginning was......he ended everything without tellin the reason.... The pain would have been less.. if he had told atleast the reason............&lt;br /&gt;She bought new cycle... Her friend teased her saying that its not good.... he was also standing there....When she left.. he scolded her friend for teasing her... [hey... he stil values the relation.... Then y he is avoiding her...!]&lt;br /&gt;they were in same class for 12th also.. But he didnt talk with her...... Both of them selected engineering... But in different colleges............ Once she got his number from her friend... She didnt save it... She kept the num in her mind.......!!!!! She got a blank message from that number after 7 years............&lt;br /&gt;Now i understood y she cried during our training... It was because of this message........................................&lt;br /&gt;Now also  she cherish the good memories with him... Her best friend............ remembers him in her prayers...... Her last wish is to talk with him atleast for a minute............ We had so many friends during school days... Do you remember any of their name...???? sweet memories...???? may be not....... I dnt have words to express how much she value him.....&lt;br /&gt;She promised me, she will bring some his rough notes [7th standard] tomorrow...... even the chits that he wrote......! [ I dont know why she is keeping all that with her..........]When i asked her, she smiled.............[ There are something in this world that we can explain by a sweet smile.....]It is one of the best story that i heard in my training period...........I asked her to review this..... I could see the pain in her eyes............&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/675539736411492209-4882158593817235949?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4882158593817235949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=4882158593817235949' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/4882158593817235949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/4882158593817235949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-relation-has-end-diz-headin.html' title='Every Relation Has An End ( Diz headin doesnt suite diz post :D)'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-5631763963225603015</id><published>2010-05-08T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T05:50:51.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Joy Mathew Vs Virtual Joy Mathew</title><content type='html'>This is the story of a smart girl...( hey not me.. Thanks for your guess)... There are some other girls who are smart...(but not as smart as me...!! :D)..&lt;br /&gt;A girl who is font of orkut(not me!!)..Since time is precious I am not giving an introduction.. we will go directly to the story..! We have seen people making fake orkut profiles.. especially boys in the name of girls..!! But this one is different.. we made an orkut profile in the name of a boy "Joy Mathew"( please dont search in orkut now.. it doesnt exist.... we deleted it due to some personal reason..) We sent a friend request to her.. She accepted the the request.. It was not a big surprise.. We tried our level best to make the profile look real.. but the pincode we added was wrong.. We gave the place name as trivandrum.. and gave the code of ernakulam... what to do... as law says there is a loop hole in every crime... :( ... To our surprise some strangers noticed this and not she.. After some days she told us.. her neighbour joy mathew sent her a friend request in orkut.. What a coincidence .... she knows someone named joy mathew , we were shocked....!!!!!!!!!!!!  Then it was very easy for us...... From his id we started scrapping her... so many usual questions..........&lt;br /&gt;" How are you.."&lt;br /&gt;" Heard from your mom that you are doing engineering"&lt;br /&gt;"How is your studies"&lt;br /&gt;"will you come to church this sunday..?"&lt;br /&gt;She was bit confused by those scraps...( he dont even smile at her, when she sees him... then why such scraps..!!)&lt;br /&gt;Again he( not he, we) scrapped....&lt;br /&gt;" Can you come to gtalk this sunday?"&lt;br /&gt;Well..... we thought of chatting with her... But that smart girl was afraid and didnt come online for somedays..!!!&lt;br /&gt;He( got confused..??? I have told once its we ok?? ) was not ready to give up... he again scrapped...&lt;br /&gt;"Why you didnt come online.. I waited for you....."&lt;br /&gt;" Miss you da chakkareee........." (Its copyrighted..! :D)&lt;br /&gt;She deleted all those scraps.. She might have thought someone will see those scraps.. She told her close friends (ofcourse we)that joy mathew is disturbing her.. we said...&lt;br /&gt;"Be cool"&lt;br /&gt;(in mind..... then only we can play with you dear...)&lt;br /&gt;She won prize for singing in church..........&lt;br /&gt;Joy mathew scrapped her...&lt;br /&gt;" Congrats.. I want treat.. I thought you will scrap me that great news... but you didnt... :( "&lt;br /&gt;Now she confirmed its her neighbour itself..... next weekend she met the real Joy mathew in railway station.. She was about to ask him, but didnt since his train came... ( Thank God!!!!!!!).. what would have happened , if she had asked him..( Dnt think, I too dnt want to imagine that moment.!)&lt;br /&gt;She told us about the railway station incident.. I was in my room lying on bed... I kept my face tight to pillow, so that she cant see me laughing.... She was going on telling about the stupid things that ( fake) Joy mathew was doing... he has put madhavan's photo as profile picture( her favourite actor) .. he joined all her communities in orkut......... he is sending testimonials........ blah... blah.................!!&lt;br /&gt;We thought if we go on scrapping her..... she will shout at him one day... else she may fall for him :D ......we dont want both to happen...so we told her what really happened... eventhough she was angry she took it as a joke..... her anger might have disappeared in our smile..! ( :) So sweet smile as my words)&lt;br /&gt;Courtsey..!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; thanks to orkut, who allows people to make more than 1 profile&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; to our classmates who were a role model in such chats...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;to boys who knows how to flirt nicely...( hey i am not a feminist!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and to all who have read this post...! Hey dnt waste time... do your work.. Its enough reading blogs !! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-5631763963225603015?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5631763963225603015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=5631763963225603015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/5631763963225603015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/5631763963225603015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-joy-mathew-vs-virtual-joy-mathew.html' title='Real Joy Mathew Vs Virtual Joy Mathew'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-3337946232484398794</id><published>2009-11-06T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T07:52:33.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post vthout headin!!! [is dis a headin??]</title><content type='html'>I dnt know y i take a long gap in makin new postz...! wel..i was nt busy.... but was in search f a new topic... got one...!! ofcourse a real story![ u knw na..... i rite only real stories...]&lt;br /&gt;letz make a flash back frm colg to school lyf....our 10th....after 10th most f d parentz wnt hesitate to rush 2 an entrance cooachin centre to get an admisn der..I too got an admsn in 1 f d top institute in Kerala.. :Du r rit.. thrissur.. ;)An entirely different atmosphere frm school.........vth video camz fitted at each corner f d room...studentz sat der vthout any xpression on der face... dnt 4get dey r future engineerz n doctorzz.....teaching 40 ques an hr... stil dnt knw wat dey taught.. dnt knw d name f teacher... n even d name f person who sat near me..! :D&lt;br /&gt;Dnt think I'm not frdly... v were nt allowed to talk in class.... wen 1 sir was takin cls, d nxt 1 vl b waiting outside 2 take away our nxt 1 hr..... while takin lunch also v were observed by faculties... tink how pathetic our situation was...! :(Even though v sufferd a lot in d coachin center..v had some fun in hstl..! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Durin d last day f coachin session..(i tink it ws onam vacn..) v decided 2 do smtng new  in our hstl..oh sry v stayed as payin guest..evry1 started tinkin.. wat 2 do..... d first ting dat came 2 my mind was 2 try ojo...!!The best ting dat v can do in a hstl.. decided 2 try it...der were 5 or 6 girlzz..... After cls v bought chart paper n candle.....(1 day b4 last cls).. i started riting alphabetz n numberz...(so dat it may ressemble an ojo :D) der ver 2 otr girlz 2 help me... v wer so thrilled bcz d nxt day v ver goin to try it!dat nite 1 f my frd who helped 2 draw ojo saw a dream.............&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;dat her dad came while tryin ojo....&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;hope u people havnt seen malayalam film aparichithan... :D&lt;br /&gt;she started cryin n said...... i wnt join u.. ;) ......&lt;br /&gt;der ws 1 girl named Indu... she told... she vl join us.....her grandma ws an expert in interactin vth spiritzz... she had tried it b4..... &lt;br /&gt;wel... i ws flattered by her wordzz... ;).... a perfect match for me 2 try ojo....&lt;br /&gt;v started ....... arranged candle... n coin..... v need 2 cal sm spirit..! der ws a big confusion... whom v vl cal... rejani...[dnt u remember her.......  ex-student of adoor engg colg...who jumped frm top f a buildin].......... soundarya[ d famous south indian actress who died in plane crash.....................]smtymz it may seem funny 4 u people... but v wer very serious............. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept our forefinger on top f coin..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gud spirit plzzzzzz come~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I cudnt ctrl my laugh.............. no need 2 tink d reason... i vl tel.... ;) ....... bcz al d girlz had tied  sacred thread frm temple around der hand..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [ including me... :D r dey afraid.......! y didnt dey remove it b4 tryin ojo............... still i dnt knw d reason... hope u got it.... ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;feelin bored by readin dis..!??? oh.. no .. continue readin... derz smtng interestin.....&lt;br /&gt;wat 2 do... v failed in our atmpt...!d tym ws 10.30...[may be..!!]&lt;br /&gt;v switched on lite.. started tinkin y didnt it work....  sm1 told d tym ws nt 12... dat may b d reason..!!&lt;br /&gt;decided 2 try it at 12........................&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gud spirit plzzzzzz come~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gud spirit plzzzzzz come~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;now also............. it didnt work....now evry1 had a smile on der face...!!![b4 tryin.... al ver afraid..!!]at dat tym i noticed d smart girl Indu[ dnt u remember her....? d girl who had tried ojo several tymzz...!] took a small photo f God frm her pocket.... ![ y did she keep dat in her pocket.............. :D... was she afraid...... or..........]by seein dis evry1 started laughin........... hw can a person ctrl laugh by cin dis....&lt;br /&gt;now i dnt bliv it.... evr1 said.....&lt;br /&gt;v vacated frm hstl.... [wanna cm 2 dis place durin xmas vacn...!!]&lt;br /&gt;left our great chart paper der..!!!&lt;br /&gt;tym passed......... itz xmas tym.... got a cal frm hstl... dey shifted dat hstl 2 another house!!!!&lt;br /&gt;onam...... xmas..........public xam..............entrance xam........................ got admission in an engg colg......&lt;br /&gt;hey der i met 1 of my hstlmate....[entrance coachin..] stil i had a mind 2 try ojo..... she told a story abt ojo...1 f our frd tried ojo at hstl[onam vacn itself...!!, in d same hstl wer i stayed...., d same chart paper dat i left..]..... i was shocked 2 hear it...... spirit came.............!!! [ya.. she told lyk dat... ]  was it d reason for shiftin hstl 2 new place! did spirit came ..?????? was it followin our hstl matron!!! dnt knw...................... d girl who tried ojo didnt rite board xam...!! :( .. cant bliv ...........[ya... i knw u also cant bliv.............].... but itz a real story........ do u bliv in ghost.... lyf aftr death................. i do bliv now..! ;)&lt;br /&gt;hey turn bac... sm1 z standin........... oh der z no1...??......... but itz true.............. der may b sm1... but u cant c..... ofcourse u dnt hav power 2 c it........ wel.. meditation vl giv dat power....;)  itz true dat spirit exists... but u cant c them................................................................. thy silently follow us.... thy wnt harm us.. unless v harm them...!!  :D [ der z no action vthout reaction.................]dnt disturb them...... let them njoy in our world......................... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-3337946232484398794?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3337946232484398794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=3337946232484398794' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/3337946232484398794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/3337946232484398794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-vthout-headin-is-dis-headin.html' title='A post vthout headin!!! [is dis a headin??]'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-766905923470172585</id><published>2009-06-09T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:05:30.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smtymz d unexpected can happen.........</title><content type='html'>got bored vth luv story!!if so............................here comes another one..............a true story of my frd.....i am riting frm his side......ok???frm here onwardzz "i" doesnt mean me..!bt my frd.....dnt get confused.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;btech lyf gifted me vth soooo many frds.....colg lyf...........d only part of lyf dat brngz smile on our face vth tearzz...........d gr8 momentz wen v wer 2 gther......d silly fightzz for stupid&lt;br /&gt;reasonzz.............i was nt at al diff......njyed each n evry part f colg lyf..............startin frm frdship 2 luv......even though my numberzz  didnt work.!! ;).........helped so many 2 find der lyf&lt;br /&gt;partner......dey found but my gr8 ideas didnt workout ther also!..&lt;br /&gt;no one cud imagine f d day wen dey need to say alvidha 2 colg lyf.............ys d day arrived.......wen i lukd around.....evry1 ws busy sayin bye 2 der lover..saying take it as a joke..!aftr al v r&lt;br /&gt;frdzz  :-D..............................wat 2 do.....i hadnt any gfz to say lyk dis... ;) ......but i had a hand ful of gr8 frdzz...boyz n girlz ready 2 do anytng...my mom  also knew them...i used to tel evrytng&lt;br /&gt;abt my frdzz to her....said bye to my frdzz..[girlzz].......[hope to meet u al smwhere...........dnt 4get me...............]....even though i said dat i was afraid whether dis frdship vl last....!aftr al dey r&lt;br /&gt;girlzz....n  itz diff to read der mind....[but i knw l'le bit girls psychology..........d only tng dat i learnt in btech! ]........................vacated hstl.........kept contact vth al my frdzz......yrz passed....evry1&lt;br /&gt;got busy in der lyf..........1.........2...........3.............4.........5...............ys 5 yrz aftr colg lyf.....................i came down[frm US!] to njy vacation vth my family....[girlzz dnt worry ...stil i am single....]....went for shoppin vth my mom.....sm1 s comin in my opposite side.........hey my clsmate......ys&lt;br /&gt;best frdz(girlz)....wat a surprise....i was soooo excited........they didnt reach near me............................i introduced them to my mom at a distance..........wel...she knw them........................&lt;br /&gt;ys.....dey recognized me.............smiled.............................but........but..............oh..no.......smiled n entered a shop vthout talkin 2 me................ :( .........i dnt knw y dey do dat.........?? didnt dey&lt;br /&gt;recognise me.....if so y did they smile.........???my mom was luking me...................she askd.....................r those girlzz ur best frdzz...........how strange........abt thm na..u were talkin al d tym at home...........!!smtng was ringin...........my mobile.............wel..i thought it may b those girlzz...........dey alwz luv to mak fun f me....!!no..it ws not my mob ringin..............................thn wat......................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;i opened my eyes.............sm1 was callin me........he said......cls is over.......da.. let us bunk d cls b4 d next teacher comes...i lukd d tym.............it was 2 pm......................................................oh&lt;br /&gt;God...........it was a dream............................................i was sleepin in cls.....!![for d first tym i saw a dream while sleepin in cls........an unxpectd 1] :-D&lt;br /&gt;5..................4................3...............2.............1i am stil d same..doin my  btech  S8................it was 1 of d last workin day at colg.......&lt;br /&gt;evry1 wish for der dream to turn true...!but here i dnt..............sm people say dat dreamz show us our future......oh..no..........i dnt bliv..................stil v r best frdzz......hope dat dream wnt work!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-766905923470172585?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/766905923470172585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=766905923470172585' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/766905923470172585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/766905923470172585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/smtymz-d-unexpected-can-happen.html' title='smtymz d unexpected can happen.........'/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-2222014896868491206</id><published>2009-06-08T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:35:38.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>became graduates vth flyin colorzz!!</title><content type='html'>sorry for d looooooooooong break that v tuk.....i knw der s no need f such formalities.........the tym gap f 1.5 yrz dat v needed to gain a btech degree ended(frm mini project)..............n our&lt;br /&gt;final sem result s out..........now v 3 are graduates...!!!evry1 s busy decidin wat 2 do nxt.....mtech....lecture post.........short term course.....bank coachin.....or shud wait for d company's cal........wel,i tink der s no need to waste tym by makin&lt;br /&gt;decision!!!!!watz d need of makin a fast decision.....???itz true dat d early bird catches d worm...but d second mouse gets d cheese.. :-Daftr al no one can over turn ur destiny... ;)let us wait n c wat God has wrote in his buk for v 3..........ys..v r waiting 4 d unexpected to happen.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-2222014896868491206?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-5342238286353651820</id><published>2009-06-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:34:14.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1947(+62)  a luv story....</title><content type='html'>dnt knw wat to rite as next post...........my ph s rining....let me ans it.................................................hey got a topic to rite.......dnt tink i am feminist aftr readin..!!!wel,i vl share vth u d story i&lt;br /&gt;heard on ph now....................d rest u decide....evry1 s interested 2 hav a boyfrd..or a girl frd during colg lyf...atleast for d sake f assignments...lab notes.....to teach them aftr bunkin cls...to pay bil at canteen......!!!sm hav a gud&lt;br /&gt;intention................2 mak thm der lyf partner.!!!here s a true story f a girl.......who thought dat she wnt fal in luv in her lyf.....[i dnt knw y she firmly blvd in it!! ;) ].........ys....she didnt fal in luv in colg lyf......[smtymzz it may b unknwn to&lt;br /&gt;me]&lt;br /&gt;atlast she fel in luv vth sm1.......ys...d place where she s workin.............let us analyse hw she tried to xpress her luv.............sooo strange....!!but interestin......................sendin mails&lt;br /&gt;daily.....msgin.......but dis old numbers didnt work.........tried many numbers but no response frm him.......!!she heard a shockin news dat he s goin to china in  1 month..........oh wat 2&lt;br /&gt;do...........til now she dnt knw whether he s committed.........she  decided to send a mail wishing him happy jrny...![der s 1 mor month for his jrny......silly girl....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a part of letter[sm part s clipped]&lt;br /&gt;hi...wishin u a hapy jrny........whn vl b our nxt meetin.....i vl invite u for my marriage................shud com.!...n dnt 4get 2 cal me for urz.......any tng fixed............................??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply...&lt;br /&gt;hey..i am goin aftr 1 month only.....y did u send wish now....?hey ntng fixed..still searching for my lyf partner......[y shud he add dis to reply.....;) ]note my gmail id..n mobile num......[silly girl....smart boy....]&lt;br /&gt;she was sooo thrilled to c d reply.....[oru mail il okke aalukal veezhuvoo enthooo]&lt;br /&gt;thn ph calzz......msgz...mailz........wat not!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;days passed.........both f them decided to tel abt ter relation at home............&lt;br /&gt;[behind d screen....he didnt tel his parentz...!!aftr al itz a tym pass.....]&lt;br /&gt;boy:wait for 2 yrz.....til i return frm China......&lt;br /&gt;yrz passed......&lt;br /&gt;she got an invitation....ys....u r rit...his wedding card..........vth a note.....sry i cant marry u............dnt curse me.....i am goin to marry my boss's daughter..............urz luvinnaresh[for d tym being let him b naresh....]&lt;br /&gt;wel....she was nt sad to c dat.....she was confused......who s dat naresh...............she had studied vth 2 -3 naresh................thnk God....d ful name ws der....................&lt;br /&gt;At dat tym sm1 rang d bell.....&lt;br /&gt;oh..............wait..........................let her open d door.........!&lt;br /&gt;ys...her kids returned frm school.........................! :-D&lt;br /&gt;Now a dayz girls r smarter than boys!!&lt;br /&gt;[itz a true story.....she s waitin for him to return...................but i dnt knw wat vl b d climax...........just added smtng frm my side!!!]&lt;br /&gt;let us wait n c for d real climax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-5342238286353651820?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5342238286353651820/comments/default' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-7736854115206862359</id><published>2009-05-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:17:35.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hii......got bored vth our project story...!!i know u wnt... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;let us take a break from it........v got a poem from our class during project days...well v dnt knw who d poet is.....!!!!!if u hav read it somewhere do post ur comment.....!!n help us to find d poet(smtymzz it may b our classmate...........or may b frm some album,........)anyway plzz help us to find d poet...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;n do post a title for d poem...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;standing near the woods/,waiting for my loveDreaming some thing else/,for her;The time is going fast/,the dark is comming inthat l think she will never come/,today&lt;br /&gt;i dont give up the hope /and i can't even waitwhy she never come /,right now?;i can see her in my mind /,walking quite fastthat by this time she will be here/, with me.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel her now/,touching on my faceBut i can't see her now/,why?i can't see around now/ since the rain is falling highAnd the sound of footsteps of her /,can't be heard.&lt;br /&gt;chilling in my face /,spread up into my mindher impression in my heart /get freezedi am asking myself why?/,is the time i said?why she doesn't come/,right now?.&lt;br /&gt;Does she wait for me in church /or she hv forgotten alli'm confused at this midst!/,what to do?i could hear the bells/,ringing in the the church/,calling me from farthat i can't even wait/,i start!&lt;br /&gt;The street lamps are stopping me /by blurging their eyesBut i can't even listen /to themthen trees are stopping me/,showing bad omens on my waylike sheding their hands/,upon me!!&lt;br /&gt;but i could hear the beating of her heartsounding quite fast/,than as usualit push me from my sidesto make me to reach as fast as i/ could.&lt;br /&gt;now,i could see the church as a dotover a thousand steps of desires /;infront.making each one of that,i saw white flowerscrushed by someone with boots /,over it.&lt;br /&gt;mounting all the steps and half high up the groundi heard some thing lightthe sound of praying in /the backyard of the sacred placemounting all the steps up,and stepping infront of altarwhile im kneeling down,she call me aloudand myeyes saw her in a coffin surrrounded by red roses;before i could reach near to her,she was earthend deep in to my heart!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/675539736411492209-7736854115206862359?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7736854115206862359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=7736854115206862359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/7736854115206862359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/7736854115206862359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/hii.html' title=''/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-4531156645008689628</id><published>2009-05-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:23:07.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;continues.......that day v left niit only aftr 7.30......!!!v told 1 of our teacher(sir) dat if u dnt complete our proj v vl com to ur home...............sir l'le bit scared by our saying...told he vl "try" to complete our proj............thn v went to venice of east on dat day......had d stay there&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;v reached niit at 8.00 am...........no1 reached dere...it was closed...thn 1 of d staff came n opend....while v entered niit v saw an advertisement in a notice..."sales girl wanted"we thought if v go sem out(for not completin d proj) its a gud option.....our teacher didnt reach there........so decided to rite record......!!!v sat in d front room of niit..........den began riting record......v used dat room in full freedom as in our home...our books spread al over d table n chair..........!!aftr smtym v decided to go to church........1 of d famous church in tvla.............prayed to jesus......................................atlast wen v came bac frm church d notice v read "sales girl wanted" was missing..................was it a gud sign showing our proj wud b complete.........v took it as a positive symbol...........!!!again v started completing our record.......1 of us started reading newspaper.....thn thommi came to niit...........following him,a man carrying his suitcase !!! (it was at tat instant v understud he s a big T lyk "big B")(otrzzz read newspaper at niit aftr tis gr8 thommi......he he.........now v remembered how much courage v girls had to enter his cabin.........!)&lt;br /&gt;D only person who knws coding at niit was "mr.amul baby"…….who alwz tells us "mom vl scold me ,if I get late……..!!!"he he wat a man……….. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;He started coding(remember d next day we hav to show output…)..b4 aftrnoon he completd 70% of our proj…..we were sooooo happy at dat tym……thn mr.chori(3rd person) asked us to giv treat for completing this much….!!(c he didn’t do anytng for the completion f proj…I mean mr.chori)…Thn x replied::ya vl giv treat to d person who had tried to do proj n nt to………………………………..!!(wel,mr.chori understud wat she meant)Atlast went out frm simhamada to colg….v were having proj lab in d aftrnun session…..thought y shud v waste atndence….entered d lab….put sign….den escaped frm lab sayin v didn’t had lunch…paavam m’am…..we want to submit our report on d next day..we asked our AI(artificial intelligence)m’am to postpond d date…she was our guide…but she told to keep on d nxt day……c v hav changed our proj topic..n didn’t had any documents to frame our report……!!n it was said to mak a report of 50-100 pages ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 pm v got a cal frm NIIT…..ur proj s complete.come n take it………!!!!!we got cal frm NIIT evry half an hr aftr dat…….!!!!c how proud they were aftr completing our small proj(thy knw to download code frm net….gr8 people)…we reached NIIT,thommi asked r u satisfied vth the proj!hmmmm….v told ys…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn mr.amul baby explained us how to run d proj n get output under diff circumstances…..hoooooo his classes helped a lot to get output…..!!!n I tink he misd his last bus to home,,…..n our gr8 thommi dropped him at home…….!!!(v locked NIIT vth thommi….)d tym was 8 pm at tvla…….v 3+thommi+amul baby……………………(c our gutz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making of report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We again reached Venice of east….(x’s home)(for d kind attention of readers…Alpy s called Venice of east…)…..v started frm tvla at 8 pm(I tink)…..reached alpy safely b4 9.30……..we had to make the entire report (including the SRS)..al 2gether d report shud contain 50-100 pages….v didn’t even had a single page in our hand………well,v started making d report…..do u want 2 knw how v made our super report………..????????????wen ‘x’ was typing the report ‘y’ and ‘z’ slept………………n wen ‘x’ went 2 sleep,’x’ just knocked ‘y’ who was sleeping………….!!!n dis ‘y’ dnt knw wat ‘x’ typed…n wat 2 edit……………………….!!dis process continued in a loop till 2.30………….!at dat tym current gone…v 3 were happy since v got a break frm typing d report…..!!!after 15min current came.. :-(.soooooo sad…..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen x was typing y,z slept&lt;br /&gt;Wen y was typing x,z slept&lt;br /&gt;Wen z was typing y,x slept&lt;br /&gt;(wen u learn smtng alwayzz keep pointzz in ur mind………so remember these pointz… ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again v continued our process f making report…..!slept at 4 am…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 am…………..&lt;br /&gt;we started editing it…………….thn current gone………thank God v had back up in our thumb…………….ther was some more 2 edit……v went to y’s home….paid rs.35 for auto.. :(..it took about 10 minutes to on dat system…..!!!!!!!Got a call frm x’s home saying that current came…v started frm there……….atlast completed d repot by 12……….while taking print out current gone…v didn’t had back up ;)….(we had to submit it b4 4 pm…)….we cald KSEB……….(n told thm abt our report….!!!!! Dat man was soooo kind n heard evrythng…… :-D)…at dat tym v heard dat our AI mis s on leave for 1 week……………….v were soooo happy……………but…….y didn’t she tell us wen v askd to postpone d date………..wat a lady!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway v started frm alpy…….v got an ordinary bus…..it takes only 1.30 hr to reach cngnr frm alpy…!!but 2day it took more than 2.30 hr…!!!!n v reached der by 3.45…..!went to hstl n took some books…n returned by 4 pm!!!!(note:bus stand n hstl are near) ………..&lt;br /&gt;ie al abt report preparation……&lt;br /&gt;since the pgming was entirely done by them,v didn’t evn knw a single line of dat code…..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while showing output we were asked abt d code…..d rest u can imagine……..isnt it………!!&lt;br /&gt;So b4 final evaluation v had to learn code……v cald mr.thommi,then v came to knw dat ter was no faculty in NIIT ,to teach us code…………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V tried him many tymzz,so dat he cud arrange some faculties………..since v paid d ful fees,thommi 4got who v r….!!! L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V waited for d date of our final presentation…..it was on d next day aftr our university xam…………..(edivettiyavante thalayil paambhu kadichu……….!)&lt;br /&gt;v dnt knew wat to do……v again cald thommi…..but now he didn’t lend a helping hand….v asked our frds to exchange the date………..i tink v asked 3 groups..actually they did the project themselves,ie y v asked……do u want to knw d reason told by each of the group…………………………………………………?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group1(had 2 members(S1,S2):s1:I need to ask d oter1 ……wel I did d code,n need to teach d other………………&lt;br /&gt;X,y,z thought in mind atleast S1 knows the code…..he can teach S2….!n v dnt hav any1 to explain even a single line of d code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group2(group members-j1,j2) j1:I dnt hav any pbm to exchange vth u…but I need to ask j2..plzz cal him n ask….&lt;br /&gt;Cald j2 : (he didn’t attend d cal….but got a msg sayin,d person u r calin s busy in some hotel…….!!)&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was his hstlmates who gav d msg……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X,y,z thought : kaaryam kaanaan aardeyokke kaalu pidikkenem…………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group3(group members-m1,m2)m1:I dnt hav any pbm,but m2 is going to b’lore on dat day………&lt;br /&gt;X,y,z thought:it seems dat he alwzz visit b’lore aftr evry university xam…let him visit!!!&lt;br /&gt;(still v dnt knw whether he visited or not………)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From dat tym v understud dat don’t ask for anyone’s help……..but……………v got group2’s n 3’s help for main project….!!!(paapa parihaarem…he he…..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atlast in between our university xam,v went to trivandrum,z’s home to learn d code……..(note:her bro s working in IBS)……v still remember the eve wen v 3 wer standing near railway station waiting for bro……….he taught us the entire code….!!!(he had a sleepless night dat day after his tedious work at office………) v 3 were actually sleepin wen he was sincerely explaining the code…(c how crazy v r !!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Returned d next day frm tvm………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached d colg on rit tym for attending our project viva….!!on d way to lab v met group 2 n 3……..(v also saw d one who said dat he need to go to b’lore on dat day…!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D presentation was alrit….Mr. Macintosh cald z first for viva…he asked her who did d coding….!later asked to show d part dat v did ourself!!!!she showed some part of code….(now also she dnt knw wat part she showed..!! ;) )&lt;br /&gt;(note:during z’s viva ,d oter 2 were standing outside d lab…..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was al fine……n finally mr.macintosh told,….i vl reduce ur mark…..but u vl pass……………v 3 were sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo happy………!!!!n got sooo excited…macintosh havnt thought v vl react lyk dat to his sentence……………he asked to show output on d next day……z went home…….x,y went to college for showing the output…..but he didn’t had time to see the out put….!! He then asked to come another day for it……………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just b4 starting from home to show d output x cald him……he told he vl reach colg vthin 1 hr…n u shud come to show d output………………x got a cal on the way to colg………..aftr attending the call x was shocked…………………do u knw wat was dat cal……………………….&gt;????????????????&lt;br /&gt;The project result was published…..!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Still v don’t knw why sir cald us to show d output aftr putting the result………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftr al this v had some nice mark for the project……thank God….!!!!&lt;br /&gt;N here comes n end to our mini project story………………………………… now wen v think abt the project dayzz v hav a smile on our face,even though it gav us lot of pain……bunking class,sleepless night………………………………………………..stil v love to cherish d memories of project dayzz………d tym in our lyf for njying……!!!v only get screwed wen some dates r published on notice board………….(submit report on or b4……………!! Then project evaluation on,…………..!!! show the output b4……….!!!)&lt;br /&gt;D only njoyable moment of lyf is colg lyf…dnt mis a single frame of it…njy……..wen v luk back to lyf…..only dey can bring smile on our face….but with some tear in eyes…..!!!&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/675539736411492209-4531156645008689628?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4531156645008689628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=4531156645008689628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/4531156645008689628'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-365547367322681442</id><published>2008-12-02T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:38:44.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we r bac....</title><content type='html'>hi...do u remember us......?hope u do remember us......................v r meeting after  a looooooooooooooooong time.....dnt tink v were busy....;-)...its just becoz v didnt hav project lab during the last sem..now v r bac....!now we reached 8th sem...yup d final sem of our colg lyf....vth God's grace v vl turn to engineers......hope 1 person "mr macintosh" wnt agree to d "fact" dat v r "professionals"............now u vl tink y v r bac........v want to tel u how our "gr8" project ended up...............v knw u vl b eager to hear it............................................u only knw how v enjoyed in project lab....d rest s a mistery...dat gav us a lot f pain....but now v remember it vth a broad smile..........by hiding d silent pain in our heart.......v vl giv a nutshell of our past minproj life....&lt;br /&gt;scene 1&lt;br /&gt;As u know we were enjoying our days with  projectlabs sitting simply......and on a fine morning the great mr macintosh put a schedule for 1st project evaluation..............(moganyirunna nainte thalayil thenga veenu......).we don't know even know what is the topic......to tackle this we went "again" to a simhamada......(niit.........)....thy alwayz told us "ur project s complete....but in d output there comes sm unwanted bits...n v just need to trim it!!" actually v believed thm.........................................."v fools"......now also v dnt knw y v believe such crooked people......again n  again v r trapped in d same situation(like a local minima)..................v reached there at morning 9...2 days b4 evaluation....asked thm to show our output..................................but wen v saw d output our eyes filled vth tear....not bcoz f haoppiness....but bcoz of our pathetic situation.........................hope it wnt happen never ever in our lyf.......................v suffered dat much......thommi d mr .clean (handsome!) persn of niit had given us promise dat he vl complete our project wen v joined d institution...but now he 4got those golden words.......wen v told d teachers to complete d project thy told y r u telling us go n ask mr.clean he only gav u promise...like dat so many sentences.........................atlast 1 among us went to his cabin saying(oh sry shouting)&lt;br /&gt;x,y,z represents v 3&lt;br /&gt;x:wil u complte our project *)&amp;amp;$**7%4..................... &lt;br /&gt;mr.clean: how dare u entered my cabin like this..y r u shouting at me...??even politicians who enters a shop during strike wnt shout like dis...............................&lt;br /&gt;x: sry to shout at u!!!!!!i asked vl u complete our project.......&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean: did u tink u can buy me by paying 6665 rs???(tink v 3 paid a total of 20,000 for our smal proj)&lt;br /&gt;y:sry sir....&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean(shouting n pressing a callin bell) : i vl giv d money u paid ...go away frm my institution(plz understand dat he s telling dis 2 days b4 evaluaiton)&lt;br /&gt;x: i am ready to take money...but i wnt (now)....becoz only 2 niore days 4 our proj eval....n no institution vl admit us in dis crucial situation.......&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean(smiling...to reduce our anger...)&lt;br /&gt;z:wat vl v do at dis situation??&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean: cal ur teacher n tel her dat v vl submit it after 1 week.......if u dnt dare to cal her i vl cal ur ma'am....else u go to her house ....n request her....i vl pay for d auto..............&lt;br /&gt;x: she wnt agree ,since others completed there project.....&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean: tel ur frds not to show der output...&lt;br /&gt;z:they wnt agree to dis&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean:i vl tel dem.....(calling 3 girls frm d same institution ,who r our clsmates...)....can u plzzz pospond d date...??&lt;br /&gt;3 girls(al2gether).: no........&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean(flat)&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean(calls niit staff) :(tels thm) :hw much u completed dese smart girls project.....???&lt;br /&gt;teachers(blinking)&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean: hey girls b seated&lt;br /&gt;x:v dnt want to sit...if u can tel our teachers to sit.....&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean:hoooo dey want u teachers to sit...so plzzz sit...u shud complete their proj by 2mw...!&lt;br /&gt;x,y,z(happy)&lt;br /&gt;mr.clean givs each of them a name&lt;br /&gt;x-violent&lt;br /&gt;y:silent&lt;br /&gt;z:normal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do u want to knw wat really happened thn wait for upcoming series..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-365547367322681442?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' 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food.......what a food.....................................superb..........u vl cry if u eat......frm there running to catch bus 2 college.....anyway we vl try to reach college atleast 5 min late.....then 3 hrs continuos sleeping vth some disturbance of teachers............then 1 hr rest....(lunch time.......)again to hostel to take another superb meal....then the process repeats...ie another 3 hours class........at 4 pm we all r awake...time 2 go 2 hostel.......otherwise we will be locked in our class.....dont get a bad impression on us after reading this...we all r bhujis..................i mean v 3...not the rest of the class....then we go to town.......then v halt at 2 or 3 places.....our favourite bakeries.....ice-cream,burger......pizza...........................so tasty..................!!!!!!!then rushing to hostel to reach b4 6.30................otherwise v r out for 1 day.....it has never happened........thank god....................then at hstl vth frnds.................we r a gang of 9.................frm different parts of kerala.........................we laugh....fight........share secrets..........the only enjoyable hours in a day...................and finally it is time 4 us 2 sleep..................and that's  the end of our day..................how is it.....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-8847812951651652125?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8847812951651652125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=8847812951651652125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/8847812951651652125'/><link 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r......fine...we r engineering students..(computer.....) from a wellknown college..........we r supposed 2 do our miniproject in this time.....but  u guys know our situation.....we r given a system and do something on that.....we just know only our topics name...no progress on it......atlast we approached a computer centre...there a well behaved man named thommi sry we call him so trapped us vth his magical words.....we thought our project vl go well in his hands.....but later we came to know dat he is good in his words only..not in practical.....we hope they will  lift us from the deeeeeeeep sea........so in project hours in our college we r simply sitting.....oh sry plzzzzzzzzzz wait some one called us...oh she is asking what we r doing......let me answer her......................................................where did v stop....ok fine.....let us continue........in this situation one of us got a brainwave 2 start a blog....eurekaaaaaaaa....................now v r here editing our blog..................we thought opf it after getting bored by chatting in google....by d way orkut is blocked in our college.....now u understood our situation....... :(.............and 1 more thing we r doing it under keen watch of 3 teachers...we r great.isnt it.............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!c now others hav also started making blogs in  our class............so u all plz post ur comments...and tell some interesting sites,ur experiences....we can make it jolly....huarry.................let us start the game........and u all r players in dis game....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675539736411492209-249123796706972292?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/249123796706972292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675539736411492209&amp;postID=249123796706972292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/249123796706972292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675539736411492209/posts/default/249123796706972292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-invite-u-all-2-hear-our-lifestory.html' title=''/><author><name>meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03654087972977532169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f-qTeRG7KTU/R42Mn5RttNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qs1vGeTHO1c/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675539736411492209.post-7136164399654780606</id><published>2008-01-15T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:44:44.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did i...........!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Remember when, we never needed each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The best of friends likeSister and Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We understood, we'd never be,Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Those days are gone, and I want you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The night is long and I need your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I never meant to feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't want to beAlone tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What can I do, to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Falling so hard so fast this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What did I say, what did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I hear your voiceAnd I start to tremble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Brings back the child that, I resemble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I cannot pretend, that we can still be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't want to be,Alone tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What can I do, to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Falling so hard so fast this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What did I say, what did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh I want to say this right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And it has to be tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just need you to know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh yeahI don't want to live this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't want to say goodbyeWith you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wanna spendThe rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What can I do, to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Falling so hard so fast this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What did I say, what did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What can I do, to make you mineFalling so hard so fast this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Everything's changed, we never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How did I fall,in love ,with you?&lt;/span&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/675539736411492209-7136164399654780606?l=realunspokenwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realunspokenwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7136164399654780606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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