<?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-12695001</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:46:23.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>instinct</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-6167954511375336145</id><published>2008-01-14T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T07:54:09.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halla Bol</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend i watched Halla Bol , a film starring Ajay Devagan and Vidhya Balan(though non existent).I definitely liked the movie because it actually made me think what was happening to  the society .Though the first half of the movie doesn't have the audience hooked up,but  the second half definitely is a must watch.Few questions for which i haven't got answers yet&lt;br /&gt;1)Why is  our society  deep rooted with corruption and  crime&lt;br /&gt;2)Why isn't law able to do anything to remove the anti social elements&lt;br /&gt;3)Why are the citizens scared to oppose what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;4)Why are people forgetting that they are humans and acting like beasts just for money&lt;br /&gt;5)Why are the rich getting richer and powerful and the poor have nothing and no one to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a citizen i definitely would want to do something for the society.With the crime growing day by day people killing just for mere 10 RS,the growing number of orphans and  homeless near the traffic signals,farmers writing letters to president for a permission to commit suicide,children working in great hardships rather than enjoying their childhood,Politicians acting shameless by involving in scams making money from grass to whatnot....when will all this ever end.My heart just suffers in pain  watching people suffer and my anger has exceeded its limit as to why no one is able to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely would want to " Halla Bol" against all the specified things above and i am sure one day i will definitely do and do my bit in cleaning up the society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-6167954511375336145?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/6167954511375336145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=6167954511375336145' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/6167954511375336145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/6167954511375336145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2008/01/halla-bol.html' title='Halla Bol'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-116670166230205936</id><published>2006-12-21T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T03:47:42.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be!</title><content type='html'>Character the most important thing for a person.He gets judged based on that,he makes friends based on that n enemies too..it can take you to greater heights or pull you down deep.I was just wondering if one should be themselves n not care about what others think of it (I guess thats what means "Be Yourself")or tweek it in such a way according to the situation or according to the people around you.Say i am a quiet person by nature and not extrovert....does that mean i be myself n dont care a shit as to what people think of me  or should i take that extra effort n take steps to talk to people so that people dont think that i am a boring person.Everyone who is reading this would definitely say option 2.That was just a simple one now say i hate a person but he would be the only person who could help me so do i just turn the plate around and be nice to him till the work gets done ok!now this is management according to few and being fake according to the others.One could face many such situations in a day but people who turn around are the most succesfull people.And those whose do i always wonder how they do that so smartly because every time i tried i am just half way through the effort i feel why the hell am i doing this i am not this person i should not try not to be me!!such confusing &lt;a href="mailto:shit@#$%.I"&gt;shit@#$%.I&lt;/a&gt; dont want to strain myself any more shall leave it here n see if i have any comments or advice on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-116670166230205936?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/116670166230205936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=116670166230205936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/116670166230205936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/116670166230205936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-114828477128185320</id><published>2006-05-22T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:59:31.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not fair!!</title><content type='html'>I have been observing people their likes dislikes,talents,looks etc etc.......I did notice one thing god has provided all the good things to few people and nothing to many people.I had obeserved (atleast in BITS) that the people with great brains where among the best looking people on campus and had enough or rather more than enough money.Its so unfair some people study hard day and night and get equally the same marks as those people who study overnight now i dont understand why people say "there  is no shortcut other than hardwork".Sometimes it does hurt when i see people who dont achieve even after putting in loads of effort and some people winning over things even after partying all night.My heart was broken the other day when i saw a teenager who lives on street smoking away to glory with clothes torn .The saddest part was he smokin with the fire part inside his mouth(god knows why he did that!!i am not exagerating)...i felt miserable.Here there are children who are born with a golden spoon wearing dresses worth thousands and wasting loads of money just for fun and there are kids who dont even have the basic necessities.I really cant understand if should be happy and be thankfull to god that he has provided me with evrything or be angry with him for making such a discrimination.Why should some people enjoy all the luxuries and be happy and why should some suffer crying their hearts out.Its really sad.....how i wish i could scream out to god saying "ITS NOT FAIR".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-114828477128185320?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/114828477128185320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=114828477128185320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/114828477128185320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/114828477128185320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-not-fair.html' title='Its not fair!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-113621412190545965</id><published>2006-01-02T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:31:40.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year -things to achieve</title><content type='html'>Every year i had new year resolutions but in vain i never ever did justice to them...so this year i am puttin it up here so that atleast i will try to achieve them for the fact that otherwise i will have to answer all those people who read this...&lt;br /&gt;to begin with things in top priority....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Get a nice job or rather jobs in the campus placements.&lt;br /&gt;2.To meet and tell parents too.....&lt;br /&gt;3.To make a 10 atleast in the last sem.&lt;br /&gt;4.To study for GRE daily.&lt;br /&gt;5.Try not be moody and not to hurt people by remaining silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guesss this much is enuf for this year....hope i achieve all these plsssssssss wish me good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-113621412190545965?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/113621412190545965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=113621412190545965' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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showering pleasant surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There lived this girl whose life was pretty normal ...as usual struggling hard to get things working in her life ...very limited friends....pretty average brains...loved sports a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly life decided to shine in her life.The very next moment she got introduced to this guy whom she never thought would talk to. As she was reserved she  dint talk  much though she was very excited within.Then to her surprise suddenly one day that guy called her ...her happiness knew no bounds.....her excitement within initiated her to talk n talk ...it was a pretty normal talk as to guy askin if she remembers him ..and the girl telling how happy she was to talk to him.After the call she was surprised at herself as to how she could talk so much and that too to a person who is no less than a stranger.She  thought it jus happened and left the issue there.&lt;br /&gt;As if the life wanted to make her more happy the guy called her at 11:30 pm jus before her bday and said he wanted to be the first one to wish on her bday.It seemed as if evry person in the world cared for her .Then started comin the mails of the guy...and she dint even dream about that .She gussed her classes and started chatting and mailing him.Soon they became real good friends ...Then came a day when the guy asked her out...by then the girl liked him loads and couldnt think of anything else but him.Then the day had finally arrived when they were destined to meet.The girl was filled with many feelings...feelings of happiness,feelings of doubt...and little fear.She moved herself to the place where she was to meet him.By the time she reached the guy was already waiting for her...and the very sight brought in a bright smile on her cute little face.The guy who has been waiting for her slowly lifted her head to watch her walkin  towards him ...as soon as she reached he jus got up looked up smiled at her and hugged her tight and proposeed to her.The girl jus stood surprised and quiet for some time.Then thought this was the right time to express her feelings too...and said that she loved him too and that he added more meaning to her life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do love stories really work out or is this jus bcos of age ....&lt;br /&gt;to be completed tommorow(need to finish documentation of code today...!!:( )&lt;div 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surprises..!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-113291862430640353</id><published>2005-11-25T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T03:40:46.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treated like a queen!!</title><content type='html'>Just imagine some one likes you so much that they cant see you sad even for a moment...they would do anything to make you happy....they are there to take care of you every moment ......they are there to buy you evrything that you want.....they are there to listen to when you want to talk....they are there to jump up in joy when you are happy ...they are there to feel bad along with you when you are in distress....they are there to make you laugh even by doing the silliest of things if you enjoy it....they are there to motivate you that yes you can do it....they are there to warn you that what you are doing is wrong and may lead you in to troubles......they are there to build confidence in you saying i am with you evry moment just go ahead....&lt;br /&gt;Believe me its just amazing to have a such a person in life...because i am experiencing it.I really want to thank god for giving me so much happiness in life and that person too who makes me feel on the top of the world and treats me like a queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-113291862430640353?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/113291862430640353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=113291862430640353' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113291862430640353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113291862430640353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/11/treated-like-queen.html' title='Treated like a queen!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-113272358776287909</id><published>2005-11-22T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T21:26:27.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>silence when hurt!!</title><content type='html'>Since childhood i have this habit of remaining silent when some one hurts me.....this habit of mine had lead to many adverse effects.It has always been that whenever i am hurt by anybody i would never be able to tell the person or any one as to who hurt me or why i was hurt..just for the simple reason that i used to feel and even feel now that the person would feel bad for saying that u hurt me.Just to avoid that person from feeling bad i used to keep it to myself.But that sadness couldnt be kept inside as one cant hide feelings ...that sadness used to vent out in the form of silence.This i know would have hurt many people as they bang their head as to why i was not talking ...and tested the patience of many people as they would be tired of asking why i was silent.Still knowing all the facts that the person wouldnt understand until i tell it has never been easy for me to tell the reason for my sadness.I dont know if anyone else would be going through this but trust me i am finding very difficult to get over it when i thouroughly know that i am hurt and i am hurting the other person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-113272358776287909?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/113272358776287909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=113272358776287909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113272358776287909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113272358776287909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/11/silence-when-hurt.html' title='silence when hurt!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-113232378826410644</id><published>2005-11-18T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:15:37.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coding and life!!</title><content type='html'>Its been five months that i am spending my life in coding coding n more coding at hp labs,bangalore.I have come here for my internship for 6 months.In the beginning it was like greek n latin as i never wud be able to understand anything as i have been a EEE student and had never known anything about coding except for few syntax in C.Life was hell their was tension evry time if i would be able to complete the given work.I used to wonder why there where people whose life had nothin but coding....But apprehensively i had laid my hands on it...&lt;br /&gt;Believe me the first few days where hell as there was no one to help and i wouldnt know how to proceed.Then i started getting in to ease with it and started learning in bit by bit.Ofcourse i should thank many people who helped me in the process...who always reminded me that one should never give up and one cant become an expert in a fortnight.There are hell lot of things that i had learnt.To start with firstly....There where inumerable situations which prooved that Nothing is impossible.....and one should never ever loose confidence in oneself.At times i used to get stuck for something like 10 to 15 days trying to break my head over as to what went wrong in the code ...probably a guy well experienced would have solved it in 1 or 2 days.And there where situations like ... after thinkin loads n getting irritated with my work and myself i realise its a silliest of silly mistakes.Trust me there where many instances when i felt why the F*** am i doing this.....or why am i this dumb in life....??And the worst part of it is the person above you just wants the work to get done irrespective of what you are going through.Infact i even learnt how different people are and how managers tackle with different situations .And the i also found the secret of getting things done...which also was told to me by my friend...That is when you are stuck at some point and not knowing where to move to...jus chill and freak out ...go for a movie...or have Beer....and come back in the morning ...believe me it worked with me always.For all those people out there who are worried as to why their code isnt working properly believe me that code is the last thing to worry about...jus ENJOI MADI.Last year at the same time i was reading the blog of a gal who did her internship here and wrote that she is jus waiting for this internship to get over.I wondered why she was  talkin like this when  she gets her stipend ...work for only 5 days a week and no tests like BITS...But now i realise i too have stepped in to her shoes ..i am jus waiting for all this to get over soon so that i get back to bits and njoi my campus life which is a bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-113232378826410644?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/113232378826410644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=113232378826410644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113232378826410644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/113232378826410644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/11/coding-and-life.html' title='coding and life!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-112495219008956926</id><published>2005-08-24T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:43:10.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My GD!</title><content type='html'>Today we had our group discussion ...The topic for discussion was Should Inventions be for the comfort or for the essentials of common man...!Hmmm well i am not that kind of person who speaks spontaneously on any topic before any one.At the same time i dont remain dumb.But god knows what happened today but i dint at all speak properly.Not that i was scared too...I was stammerring ....How much i tried to speak continously ....but couldnt.I have this tendency to underestimate my capabilities and i always feel that evryone around me is better than me.I really dont know when n how i am gonna get over this.Its not that i dont have ideas regarding the topic ...Its not that i lack fluency in english...Because of my todays performance i totally lost my confidence ...How much i thought i should speak well before the GD that much i splooshed it.I guess the things i should be doing to improove myself would be to speak and express my view points regarding a topic when some one converses rather than just listening to them n keep quiet .I should start believing that i am no worse than others .Nd ofcourse start reading a bit more so that i have an idea on different topics happening.I think the main reason why i did badly today was that i kept telling myself that you are bad nd u shud do well...rather is houldnt have bothered about it so much and should have spoken whatevr was in my mind.But whatever has happened is over cant do anything much about it.So let me better myself and crac the next GD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-112495219008956926?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/112495219008956926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=112495219008956926' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/112495219008956926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/112495219008956926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-gd.html' title='My GD!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-112486669167203307</id><published>2005-08-23T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:58:11.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itz my birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Well donno wat to say if i am happy or sad ....but itz my birthday.It had a good start with my roomies arranging a cake for me the yummy yummy one it was really sweet of them for having done that.I was happy about having the cake but at the same time i dint have my dear ones ...my parents,my brother,my best friend Ramya and my my boy friend with me .That really made me sad bcos i expected atleast one of them to be present.Then I had received calls from all my friends n ofcourse also from people whom i expected wouldnt call too...so that made me happier cancelling out the previous sadness.....Then i was a bit sad bcos i dint have a new dress for my birthday ...jus bcos my parents who always came along with me to buy me my bday dress gave just money this time for me to buy the dress for myself.But i was ok with it ...as i was wearing my favourite salwar to my office ...n thats the first time i was wearing salwar to office ....(bcos evryday i onli wear pants).Then i was happy bcos all my friends out here wished me a very happy birthday .But then i was sad bcos even on my birthday i am just doing my routine work.I actually had a dream about celebrating my birthday ....which i was dreaming since last year but even a bit of my dream dint come true.Thats the thing which has made me sad ...really really sad.But itz ok after joining the my internship here in this office after enetering this so called commercial world....i jus realised that things just dont work the way we wish it to happen.I am trying hard to accept that fact because in this world nobody has time for anybody just work takes the first priority ....n meeting the deadlines the main aim.Then i thought i would guss work for half day n spend time outside ....But again as i said things dont work as i want them to happen ....i dont have company with me to freak out along with me...bcos evryone has WORK to do.Then i thought may be we will go to some disco or pub at the end of the day....But no ..... how can things work my way....evryone has WORK to do n their own priorities....finally i have to settle down to normal work at office till night have dinner as i usually do n believe myslef that it was so much fun.People might just say that i am feeling bad about nothing n birthday is no special day...itz afterall an other day....All u guys are right ....learnt from experience that dont ever expect anything from any one or any day....just take things how they go.I thank all the people who wished me atleast for me to feel that ya it z my birthday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-112486669167203307?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/112486669167203307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=112486669167203307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/112486669167203307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/112486669167203307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/08/itz-my-birthday.html' title='Itz my birthday!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111883854228223835</id><published>2005-06-15T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T05:29:02.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school life</title><content type='html'>Student life is definitely the best life any person can have.Those days were really amazing ..nothin to worry about....parents used to take care of evrything...rite from school uniform to books to shoes....Just eat ,sleep, play joyfully n study smtimes.Sharing lunch boxes,copying home work,writing exams which were very easy,appreciation from teachers ,playing hell lot of games .....happiness attatched to those days jus cant be described in words.N ofcourse silly fights with friends,punishments from teachers,scoldings from parents had even more fun attatched to them.But i guess i was more intelligent then than now....the zeal in me to learn new things ...every new task was a greater challenge to me.....gods grace or my luck i was extremely good at what i did.I really wonder what has happened to all those qualities in me.....The lazy bug in me is growin in size day by day....eating away the cells of enthusiasm,intelligence etc etc.The fun that was involved with the school bus daily is replaced by dull n tiresome cycle rides....Interesting maths n geography classes are gone n borin communication systems n signal processing have entered....Games period which i used to wait eagerly ...which used to freshen up my mind has been occupied by movies n computer games....which makes me feel so dull .Life has lost itz charm......now itz jus filled with tensions ....as to whether the analog assignment wud get over or no....???Will i make a decent grade in communication systems....??Will my program run in the Computer programmin online...??Will i get a good score in GRE??Will i make a good job with a good pay....??&lt;br /&gt;I am just tired of all this wish all the lost happiness comes back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111883854228223835?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111883854228223835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111883854228223835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111883854228223835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111883854228223835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-life.html' title='school life'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111856326659904770</id><published>2005-06-12T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:01:06.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do girls have more memory or is it that guys care less??</title><content type='html'>I have heard many guys complain regarding the habit of most of the girls remembering all the dates possible like birthdays,anniversaries etc etc.Girls tend to remember all the dates possible like the birthdays,anniversaries,date on which their bf's proposed to them,date of first dates etc etc..infact the list goes on.....Nd not to forget they also get pissed off when their beloved ones forget these dates.I definitely find no wrong with this habit of gals bcos they love all those people related to them so much that they can never forget such lovely moments of their lives.Its not that they order themselves n memorize those dates evryday.N comin to guys ...hardly they give importance to such things n feel its the stupidity of females to remember all those.For a guy may be he wud be least botthered if none remembers his bday,may be he wudnt get hurt if none celebrate his bday..but for a female itz definitely not the case...she expects the equal amounts of share of love which she gives ...Thats bcos she has this feeling of possessiveness of MY PEOPLE ....bcos she is more sensitive to relationships nd cares a lot abt them....Ofcourse she too has many works to do ...official work ,household work...has to take care that her people dont get hurt under any circumstances....But she definitely prioritizes her responsibilities towards family n loved ones against her official work or her personal goals.So all those guys who comment on this behaviour of gals do consider all these .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111856326659904770?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111856326659904770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111856326659904770' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111856326659904770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111856326659904770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/do-girls-have-more-memory-or-is-it.html' title='do girls have more memory or is it that guys care less??'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111846691766225271</id><published>2005-06-10T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:15:17.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>This pathetic habit of mine,really happens evrytime with me ....The most negative trait of my character to get angry easily at the smallest of things ...n then hurt ppl by removing my anger on them n then say sorry n feel miserable abt it.God i have done this so many times ...at the end of each episode i promise to myself that i would try n control my anger but when the situation arises again the same old story.What do i do abt this???The reason why i am writing this blog is to say SORRY to all those who had been hurt by me .Guys i am really really sorry for having hurt u n making u sad.I am trying hard to improove on this...but it surely takes time so plz kindly bare with me bcos i love u guys a lot n dont want to loose any one of u bcos of this stupid ,idiotic habit of mine which is standing as an obstacle in my path for making a best personality of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111846691766225271?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111846691766225271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111846691766225271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111846691766225271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111846691766225271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111824395639045558</id><published>2005-06-08T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:19:16.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for all those who consider me short</title><content type='html'>Hey why dont u exercise daily to grow taller....hey why dont u wear heels so that u will look taller....hey this dress wud have been better if u wud have been taller....Enough is enough....Iam not gonna take this any more....I am happy with what i am...n i know what to do n what not to do...N for all those people who consider me short n throw advices for free plz mind ur own business...n better dont poke nose in to my issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111824395639045558?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111824395639045558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111824395639045558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111824395639045558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111824395639045558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-all-those-who-consider-me-short.html' title='for all those who consider me short'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111823357801284057</id><published>2005-06-08T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:26:18.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>atlast got to blog</title><content type='html'>my damn shit comp bcos of this stupid thingi i cudnt blog all these days...i am overwhelmed with joy that i am getting to blog again.Seriously belive me blogging is such a nice thing to do on earth.Ucan just put into words whatever crap u feel like...u can criticize any one ....u can vent ur feelings out...n no one can ever say anything abt that.Now i feel so relieved to get back to blogging.When my friend introduced me to this i never felt anything great about this...when she said this was good i never cared a damn abt this....but now i realised it has bcome a part n parcel of my day.Guess thats why people say u realise once importance when they are not there.&lt;br /&gt;I tried doing evrything else possible to keep me occupied so that i dont miss blogging but i was unsuccesfull ...everytime i switched on my comp i prayed to god n put my fingers crossed when i checked if this site wud get opened .N evry time my wish was unfullfilled...but today i dint even pray i was confident that it wudnt get opened nd to my surprise it opened....n just cant tell how happy i am...itz like meeting a  friend after long....This infact taught me a lesson too that u shud never give up doing anything but u shud keep trying until u get it.&lt;br /&gt;Thankgod i am able to blog again nd i hope my comp permits me to blog too hereafter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111823357801284057?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111823357801284057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111823357801284057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111823357801284057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111823357801284057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/atlast-got-to-blog.html' title='atlast got to blog'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111778099567419166</id><published>2005-06-02T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:32:04.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Formalz or casuals...</title><content type='html'>The other day i was having a conversation with a friend then this debate over  formalz came into picture.According to me any guy however bad he might be with physical looks he definitely looks good in formalz.I feel physical appearence n looks will definitely make an impact and gives the other person an impression abt us.Just imagine a well dressed guy with clothes neatly ironed and a good lookin tie....n a person shabbily dressed with ordinary jeans.I bet any one ot rather any girl wud ob wud like the guy neatly dressed.Intelligence of the guy defintely plays a major role but it comes into picture only after we get to know him better.I do definitely agree Knowledge is power .....n with knowledge u can win over anyone.Now comin to the main topic should there be a compulsion that one shud wear formalz to official meetings or shud they be allowed to wear anything??According to me people should definitely wear formal clothes because it gives a proffessional look to the person.The dignity it adds on to a person which can never be got by just wearin a jeans n t-shirt.The explanation i give for this is there r certain clothes assigned to certain works .Just like how we wear traditional clothes for marriages or festivals.But  points from my friends side r that the external appearence doesnt matter at all...&lt;br /&gt;only if he has enough brains he can just walk in to a meeting in any attire though it might be shorts.And the other reason for not supporting formalz  is that ....they require additional pains of ironing ,polishing the shoes..n not to forget the knot of the tie.Who the hell has time for all this nonsense stuff when we can put in all these efforts in to smthing constructive....is the other reason for not supporting formalz.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever may ppl feel regarding this but i will defintely  go for formal wear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111778099567419166?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111778099567419166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111778099567419166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111778099567419166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111778099567419166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/formalz-or-casuals.html' title='Formalz or casuals...'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111772082028325317</id><published>2005-06-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T07:00:20.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whose mistake??</title><content type='html'>It  always happens with me. i just cant understand why.People always expect me to start the conversation or chat.It happens in the Msngr too people see me as available but never buzz to talk ..even closest of my friends.Evry time i buzz into smone they seem to be busy and i remain waiting like a fool for that person to get back to chat.But the same doesnt apply to me ...if i am busy no one ever waits for me to come back.I really wonder if my speaking skills r so bad or is it that i have so much patience compared to others....But i considered both the options closely and they bothe stand false...but realisation has given me an answer.That is it is not their mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Its because i waste all the time waiting for someone to chat.instead i guess i shud start listening to my parents n start utilising my time in a planned manner.I in the presence of comp take this&lt;br /&gt;oath that from today onwards i wont disturb anyone who is workin seriously and shall start making myself busy by doing smthing constructive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111772082028325317?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111772082028325317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111772082028325317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111772082028325317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111772082028325317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-mistake.html' title='whose mistake??'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111725922807867517</id><published>2005-05-27T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:50:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short hair or long hair!!</title><content type='html'>Asha apply oil to your hair...screams my mom daily....well i used to have long hair once upon a time...but god knows what happened to me suddenly, i just went to the beauty parlour n got it chopped....evryone was shocked but then all my friends got adjusted to it n now they say that suits me better....whatever are the opinions of the others .....i feel a strong sense of relief after havin cut my hair...no time wastage to comb it....no difficulties as to which hair style shud i have for the party....no problems of hair fall etc etc...But the problem defintely arises when i come home for the hols....My mom...she always wanted me to have that girlish look ...long hair...which she cud plat ....which she cud try out her new hair styles....which she cud decorate with the flowers that grew in our garden....she is always bothered that i wud look stupid in my marriage photos....evryday the BIGFIGHT happens in our house ...me wantin to go to beauty parlour to have a hair cut..n she tryin to stop me.....she doesnt even understand how problamatic it is for me while playin tennis as the hair keeps fallin in to my eyes distracting me....Then comes my chweeet bf...who never dictates me do this do that...he is happy with whatever i am...but the problem with hair again....he likes girls having long hair...the cute impressive way he manages to convince me that i shud have long hair .....god he justs tempts me to have long hair....one more problem is he is growin his hair and i really dont like guys havin long hair.....but really cant say anything about that bcos i dont want to dictate him either....even the cute little girls in our neighbourhood manage to have long hair...n they too started advicing that i shud be havin long hair.....&lt;br /&gt;i am in utter confusion whether to stand by my comforts n liking nd have short hair or give up n start growin my hair for the others.........????#@!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111725922807867517?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111725922807867517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111725922807867517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111725922807867517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111725922807867517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/short-hair-or-long-hair.html' title='short hair or long hair!!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111693602298571185</id><published>2005-05-24T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T23:58:21.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>Waiting the  word itself makes me say grrrrrrrr.....The onli thing i hate to do on earth.....i am just tired of waiting for the bell to ring for the class to get over since childhood.....i am tired of waiting for my birthday to come evry year ....i am tired of waiting for my dad to come home after office.... i am tired of waiting for the bus to come....i am tired of waiting for the results of exams .......i am tired of waiting for my friends to get ready to go for the music nite.......all my life i have been waitin for something or the other ....all my patience has reached zero level ....one day i firmly decided i am not gonna wait for anybody nor anything....and i strictly followed my decision....&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly saw a change in me.....i met this person....nevrythings changed.....i have been waitin for him to comeonline for 2 hrs just doin nothin....though a bit of anger but still i wouldnt mind waitin ...just for that 2 min chat that too bein interrupted by his manager.....i started loving to wait for 24 hrs for his fone call.....really prayed n waited for days to see his mail in my inbox....&lt;br /&gt;now really waitin n will wait for anylong to be with him someday........&lt;br /&gt;Really waitin is such a irritating thing on earth but itz result is really sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111693602298571185?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111693602298571185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111693602298571185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111693602298571185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111693602298571185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111583575400563241</id><published>2005-05-11T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T04:49:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>This is a story of few friends who set thier journey to reach greater heights in life.When all of them were xcited at the railway station to catch the train to this gorforsaken place.None had a clear picture as to how this place is gonna be,everyone just looked at it like a new chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;Then after a two days of travel with loads of luggage they finally reached thier destination.New faces all over ...yellow yellow buildings ...dont know how the system is gonna be...All of them were allocated thier rooms in which they were gonna make a new beginning of their independent lives....now no more dependency on mom's ...no one around who wud get what we want just by a scream....no one to scold ...no one to bother....free birds they cud do what they wished....soon the parents who came to drop them had to leave ...nd ofcourse the tears made their way out.....nd from the next day onwards the classes were abt to start.....Then these five girls from the same college back home ....dont know what made them bind together so much...each one comforted the other when one was in grief.....they wudnt go to the mess without each other...they had fun together ....attended classes together.....danced ...sang...n celebrated each others birthday ..in no time they became best of friends....they never bothered abt the other gangs which existed on campus bcos they felt they were the best....nd ofcourse the reason for which they came started bcomin their last option..they wud just read before the tests....nd they were pretty happy abt their lives.....evryday the laccha sessions had no ends ...they talked abt guys as to which one looks better who has crush on whom....commentin on the couples already excisting ...then fallin in love was considered as sin by them....They felt that was the best place on earth....they had many opportunities to explore into....each one of them had different interests...one cud sing and dance well ...one had interest in sports....one was very good at socialisin and managing things....one was very beauty concious ...soon they named thier gang with thier initials and the whole campus knew about thier existence .Time passed by and they finished one year of togetherness ...next year was abt to start nd evryone was excited about raggin thier juniors ..but thier togetherness was destroyed by wardens wish..two of them got seperated from the rest...but still when time permitted they njoied bein together...evryone started havin their own private lives ..n secrets...but their closeness started reducin day by day...just a hi n a bye now n then...then came third year all of them got rooms together but there was no closeness at all..evryone made their new friends...started living their own lives.,..even a smile was becomin rare...but as though some one had cursed their friendship...they had lots of misunderstandings ...soon few of them stopped talkin to each other.&lt;br /&gt;god knows where this would lead to&lt;br /&gt;Thats the story of friendship...does that proove that A friend in need is a friend in deed...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111583575400563241?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111583575400563241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111583575400563241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111583575400563241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111583575400563241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111548096460780489</id><published>2005-05-07T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:27:29.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like that</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...well  getting really bored so thought wud write something ....what do i start off with....Friendship .....Friends are the best possesions any one can ever have .. Thats what evryone keeps saying ....but sometimes i really wonder if... the people whom i consider as my very close pals feel the same with me too....Life has taught me many lessons ....had experiences when people whom i believed are really close to me and whom i loved the most never even cared for me and hurted me the most.At times people in whom i cofided my secrets and believed that they wud keep to themselves dint stand upto my expectations.....But still i believe friends are the sweetest people on earth.But ofcourse i had wonderful moments too...Staying in the hostel wouldnt have been this easy without friends...Was just thinkin if i did anythin without my friends out here ....Rite from mornin i wudnt get up if my friends wudnt wake me up on time.....wud feel really lazy to walk down to the mess if my friends wudnt pull me down there....classes wud have been terribly borin if there wasnt a friend beside who wud listen to all the senseless comments ....studying would never have been this interesting ....all in all life wud have been terrible without friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111548096460780489?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111548096460780489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111548096460780489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111548096460780489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111548096460780489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-like-that.html' title='Just like that'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111548085770075795</id><published>2005-05-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T08:47:37.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>examzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Well examz at Bits...hmmmm...not able to understand what to write bcos i hardly wrote anything in them....Rite from the first year i was  just trying to crack the fund as to how to crack the examz here...but alas ...i have reached my 3rd year 2 sem n all my efforts are in vain!!Tried reading in my room but God knows why just before the examz every boring thing on earth looks terribly tempting...just cant resist putting laccha on wierd topics which never pop up during the boring journeys home or in free time....Even now....sudden interest in blogging man i cant believe it myself......Tried reading in the insti....believe me even God dint wish that shud happen it rained for 3 days continously here in pilani.... can u believe that in summer...!!nd ya the last option left was was the library...hmmmm actually started believing that it was really LOVE&lt;em&gt;ly&lt;/em&gt;....I wud definitely recommend that place for the people suffering from sleeplessness.....Believe me u dont need any extra comforts like pillow n bed...u can just sleep endlessly.Finally reached a conclusion that exams at Bits are not my cup of tea....or i wud love to say that i am just givinng in a chance to those hard core ghotters so that they dont get dissappointed.Nd ya one more favour i do is to the proffs they endup  learning new theories n proofs by just reading my answer scripts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111548085770075795?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111548085770075795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111548085770075795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111548085770075795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111548085770075795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/examzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='examzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12695001.post-111539407782260349</id><published>2005-05-06T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T05:38:26.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Every one around ... people who know me (thats what they feel) believe that i am really short tempered and tell that i dont express my feelings.... even if i do no one ever understands the reason behind that.Say i show anger no one ever understands why i am angry or at whom i am angry.The problem with me is i believe i shouldnt be hurting that person by saying that they hurted me, but at the same time i cant hide my feelings so involuntarily i start staying aloof from that person and show indifference towards the person. Its just a trait of my character and no one ever understands that.At times i just feel like screaming at that person to vent out my anger but wish i could do that. I really cant see any solution to this problem because its hurting me and the opposite person too. At times i am just scared i might loose some good friends because of this attitude of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this blog bcos we can just gush our feelings out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12695001-111539407782260349?l=ashubowbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/feeds/111539407782260349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12695001&amp;postID=111539407782260349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111539407782260349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12695001/posts/default/111539407782260349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashubowbow.blogspot.com/2005/05/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00386467867257905881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
