<?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-6468167413341804672</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:43:13.817-08:00</updated><category term='A'/><title type='text'>SAY IT ALL..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2445784331943939833</id><published>2012-02-17T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T09:43:13.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Hrithik..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Agneepath-2..there wasn’t even one second n the movie that wasn’t enjoyable. Like..I more than LOVED the movie. There are feelings inside me that are inexplicable. It was something else. Hrithik..wow. He emotes without saying a word. He has as few lines as PC but his eyes depicts his anger, his anguish, his revengefulness, his sadness, his euphoria..you HAVE to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2445784331943939833?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2445784331943939833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2445784331943939833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2445784331943939833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2445784331943939833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-hrithik.html' title='For Hrithik..'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5988962616895986425</id><published>2012-02-13T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T00:45:16.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the internship is fun, now. Random DUMB &amp;nbsp;people gone..new boys(hence generally more friendly) people are here..phew..and i thought i had lost my interaction skills. I mean the old group of around 15(a lot no..but KW doesnt think so) anyhow, so new guys..are really pal-ly and nice. And just saw this thing on facebook saying that 'I&amp;nbsp;am not talking, you think&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am shy,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am just silently judging how freaking dumb you are"..I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And court visits..are great. Be it the Ratan Tata case or Rohungta Hospital case or 2G scam or Chidambaram's acquittal or Dhamra port's extension into Orissa..its such a fantastic learning experience. And&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am not going to District court or High court and they are the real courts..it has the rural Indian crowds running around for justice and not the elitist coming to Supreme Court hiring expensive eminent lawyers but big parties so the case needs to be major too(half of this is perception) i was even called to a conference at Venugopalan's place(he is the former Vice-President Of the bar Association of India).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;read a case pending in the SC and its been going on since 1944..before independence and its still not decided. Talk about delayed justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day is approaching!:) Google's doodle is cuteeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5988962616895986425?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5988962616895986425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5988962616895986425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5988962616895986425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5988962616895986425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8156804676692966073</id><published>2012-02-05T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T20:46:40.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pisVIOXUCGU/Ty9wKpp93cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BPvRlLBEnBY/s320/we.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My fantabulously amazing earring:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8156804676692966073?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8156804676692966073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8156804676692966073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8156804676692966073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8156804676692966073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-fatabulously-amazing-earrings-along.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pisVIOXUCGU/Ty9wKpp93cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BPvRlLBEnBY/s72-c/we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1615016677313149833</id><published>2012-02-03T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T03:40:42.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Khel aisa kyu na koi khele&lt;br /&gt;jisme sabhi ki ho jeet:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1615016677313149833?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1615016677313149833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1615016677313149833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1615016677313149833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1615016677313149833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/02/khel-aisa-kyu-na-koi-khele-jisme-sabhi.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6480743031955836144</id><published>2012-01-29T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:34:39.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVbUEWzu7Ig"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVbUEWzu7Ig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy in the black..sherwani in a boat(okay)..so cute. I mean if you look at the acting..the relieved naughty funny laughter after his friend's eaten by the weird monster..so naaaice..and&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;keep talking about ranbir's acting in rockstar. Look at himmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;BISLERI:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw a pic of Neal Caffery(Matt Bomer) in White Collar..hotttttttieeee. My God..i wonder how anyone can be that perfect. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6480743031955836144?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6480743031955836144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6480743031955836144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6480743031955836144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6480743031955836144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5638608728051375011</id><published>2012-01-19T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T03:26:06.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIVERING!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I hate winters. Hate hate hate. Its still better with the sun shine but what is with this foggy an hence more chilly bad coldness. And what is with people saying 'oh dilli ki sardi is the best' and 'awesome weather' and stuff like that. And what about so many people dying cuz of this weather all over the country. It feels so bad:(:(&lt;br /&gt;I feel cold for my feeshees too..poor babies in water. And i am not one of those who says each weather is bad when it comes..ask me in May also and i will still say that i dislike winters more than loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workout(sweat-less) is the ONLY good thing about winters. And also nice clothes;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5638608728051375011?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5638608728051375011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5638608728051375011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5638608728051375011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5638608728051375011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/01/shivering.html' title='SHIVERING!!!!!!!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2113138401529512045</id><published>2012-01-14T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T05:30:18.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am soooooooo greedy..its unbelievable. Hah. Funnnnnnn:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A's parents are very nice..bhabhi coming..yay:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2113138401529512045?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2113138401529512045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2113138401529512045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2113138401529512045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2113138401529512045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-soooooooo-greedy.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2535196068767006810</id><published>2012-01-05T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T03:04:30.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIIIINKKKKKKK:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I want to be a lawyer sooooooooooooooon! I want to be able to delegate work and not be the one to whom work is delegated. I want to work and learn. I want to go to lawyer parties(not smoking and drinking a wee bit), being the odd one out but still having a gala time. I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2535196068767006810?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2535196068767006810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2535196068767006810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2535196068767006810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2535196068767006810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/01/piiiinkkkkkkk.html' title='PIIIINKKKKKKK:)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7146354537743088670</id><published>2012-01-03T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:21:48.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So its like i am in&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;hons again..reading heavy classics and ending them in the given deadline (decided by me). Its fun..not reading those books per say but finishing them. This current Leo Tolstoy book i read..i did not feel connected to the characters..at all. I mean i usually feel a&amp;nbsp;connection, an empathy with most of the characters in most of the books i ve read and its not cuz the&amp;nbsp;protagonist&amp;nbsp;or the&amp;nbsp;antagonist&amp;nbsp;is real-life or&amp;nbsp;believable(wizard..really?)&amp;nbsp;but cuz something there makes you wonder how i would behave if the same thing had happened to me or more like i want it to happen with me but this book did not connect to me in that way even&amp;nbsp;with the ample amount of time i have these days and i really don care about Russian peasant's life in the 17th century. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, thinking about it now while writing this blog, there was definitely an opposition towards the woman(Anna) and her&amp;nbsp;behavior&amp;nbsp;towards her chosen partner. Her hamartia, so to say, was her extreme lack of faith in the guy she began to live with deserting her husband and child..i mean..decide woman!!!!! I'm being callous but there was no reason for her to behave the way she did and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, btw, happy new year!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7146354537743088670?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7146354537743088670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7146354537743088670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7146354537743088670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7146354537743088670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-its-like-i-am-in-again.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4104743472845444955</id><published>2011-12-27T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T05:26:07.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Two super duper huge events in my life..anky's marriage and my marriage. One of them is happening. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;He must be blissful and i get to shop(yay). Perfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;And D will be there too..what if he just falls for me at Anky's wedding..now how much fun would that be. Sigh. Stupid 'i-don-wana-marry-for the next 3-4 years plans' he has.&amp;nbsp; Anyhoo, he's a guy and him gettng married makes me senti..i dont even wana go into how i would feel when i have to to leave them(in theory) at my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;For all the&amp;nbsp;trillion*trillion&amp;nbsp;and more times anky has cracked me up and made me laugh unintentionally..by just being him..alllllllllll the good wishes. May you also have adorable lovely kids that i can eat.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4104743472845444955?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4104743472845444955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4104743472845444955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4104743472845444955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4104743472845444955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-super-duper-huge-events-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6792210647140570503</id><published>2011-12-22T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T21:04:42.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Merry Christmas. Joy and happiness to alllllllllllll:):):)&lt;br /&gt;Kissy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6792210647140570503?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6792210647140570503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6792210647140570503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6792210647140570503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6792210647140570503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6429304843019222149</id><published>2011-12-16T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T21:19:38.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Ik jahan chota sa apna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Ik jahan tumhara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Muskaan chahe meethi ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Ya aansoon ek khara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Chalo baant lein ghum aur khushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Thodi guftagoo kar lein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Kaho kya khayaal hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;New amazing songs and the&amp;nbsp;ingredients&amp;nbsp;for my walk are complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6429304843019222149?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6429304843019222149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6429304843019222149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6429304843019222149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6429304843019222149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/12/ik-jahan-chota-sa-apna-ik-jahan-tumhara.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8723820981692780730</id><published>2011-12-05T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:08:32.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;And its just perpetual endless oodles of laughter with him.&lt;br /&gt;A:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8723820981692780730?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8723820981692780730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8723820981692780730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8723820981692780730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8723820981692780730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-its-just-perpetual-endless-oodles.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7439479571061555042</id><published>2011-11-30T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T05:35:35.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in the sun, even though it slowly rises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in you, even without realizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in the rain, though i see no cloud in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in truth, even though everybody lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in Love (I believe in love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Even though people live hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in the power to forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe in Love (I believe in love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;A few lines from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I believe(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dewarist.)Agnee, Parikrama and Shilpa Rao. Wonderful creation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7439479571061555042?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7439479571061555042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7439479571061555042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7439479571061555042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7439479571061555042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-believe.html' title='i believe..'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8666113820090858878</id><published>2011-11-28T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:00:44.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Only if I were a wizard(witch..but wizard sounds better) and a vampire loved me and a werewolf(who loved me too) was my best friend. What an amazing life that would be no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Twilight..aww..such an amazing movie. Like super duper cute. Sigh. Edward’s line during their wedding..that &amp;nbsp;‘no measure of time will be long enough with you so I’ll go with forever.’ &amp;nbsp;Now..isnt that like the most adorable thing ever. And their honeymoon..it was palpably awkward watching it anky (do not go for this one with your bro..mom..okay..but brother..not a good idea) but the way he treats her(the way they treat each other)..perfect. &amp;nbsp;and some island beyond rio de janeiro..only them..hah..yay.. for them..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And Jacob..ooooh..hottie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought I ll grow up..when I grow up..but I still find all this it mesmerizing. &amp;nbsp;Too many expectations from the guy I get married to..but he has to believe in twilight and spidey as much as I do. He needs to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porche cayenne is naice..its strange that I just started noticing them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Loveyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8666113820090858878?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8666113820090858878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8666113820090858878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8666113820090858878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8666113820090858878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/11/only-if-i-were-wizardwitch.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8618823513200215782</id><published>2011-11-23T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:04:47.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;The number of times i say 'awe' during a day..is countless and somehow, oddly, it seems to be increasing. I mean anything i watch..from a lame advertisement (like the cadbury one or platinum band..day of love)..or serials like 'Mike and Molly' where the guy asks Molly to marry him or 'Better With You' or 'Friends'..even 'simpsons' or movies like spidey, twilight, two week notice,&amp;nbsp;break ke baad(saw it this morning..imran khan's character was kinda silly but sooo sweet) and like the most recent entry into this burst of lovey dovey movies..Rockstar. Love being the one which makes people want to live, makes them happy, makes them better..you know..any slight indication of love even if it is far away and i am all blown away by it ignoring all the surrounding problems cuz..its love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said that i am a &amp;nbsp;romantic and despite not wanting to concede..i do think that love makes everything seem nicer than it is.&lt;br /&gt;AA..childhood sweethearts getting married. Awe. Right?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh..twilight..coming..this friday...watching it with anky..yay!:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8618823513200215782?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8618823513200215782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8618823513200215782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8618823513200215782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8618823513200215782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/11/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-566564662304992999</id><published>2011-11-09T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:55:48.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Another me lives another life..a much cooler carefree one and IF those two meeees merge into one, it would be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohh..my feesheeeee! My cute babies. Look down--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp-Rd6wkFcI/Trt1YA9be7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vDwYtT4pFyg/s1600/02112011%2528001%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp-Rd6wkFcI/Trt1YA9be7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vDwYtT4pFyg/s320/02112011%2528001%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-566564662304992999?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/566564662304992999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=566564662304992999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/566564662304992999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/566564662304992999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-me-lives-another-life.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp-Rd6wkFcI/Trt1YA9be7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vDwYtT4pFyg/s72-c/02112011%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7160107438931074509</id><published>2011-11-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:59:23.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss rishikesh..apparently not having control in the ganges when the river rafting guy pushed us into water and that tall cute silent merchant navy guy's appearance and him holding my hand and helping me to the boat..haaaa..fun!! S..lets have another trip..we owe it to our friendship and the fact that we havent been to any of the fancy restaurants in Delhi:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chowki Dhani, Jaipur..cutest place ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love..oh, so weird!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7160107438931074509?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7160107438931074509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7160107438931074509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7160107438931074509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7160107438931074509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-rishikesh.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-3748963477735015818</id><published>2011-09-27T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:24:01.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rewards matter, efforts don't. &lt;br /&gt;But i hope that sometime in future..efforts do too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy navratras..happy festive season. You, out there, have a gala time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-3748963477735015818?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/3748963477735015818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=3748963477735015818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3748963477735015818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3748963477735015818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/09/rewards-matter-efforts-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1390033514749199119</id><published>2011-08-25T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:44:48.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I ve realized that whenever I cross Adhchini (HSA's location) which is almost everyday while going anywhere with my parents..I look at the turn where the office is situated and I gleefully shout “my office” and my mum also responds in the same way. Not a good thing. I am just an intern but I do feel a connection with the place..and its people. &lt;br /&gt;I might have written this before but saw the spidey-1 AGAIN yesterday..and its first line when he described his love for MJ saying that she was ‘the woman I loved even before I knew I liked girls.’. totally sweeps me off my feet everytime. Loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1390033514749199119?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1390033514749199119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1390033514749199119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1390033514749199119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1390033514749199119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-634672133276445309</id><published>2011-07-31T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:46:44.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fate/destiny/luck/hardwork..recurring confusion. But life definitely follows the first three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-634672133276445309?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/634672133276445309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=634672133276445309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/634672133276445309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/634672133276445309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/07/fatedestinyluckhardwork.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8970078425815629343</id><published>2011-07-14T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T03:51:00.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You learn so much in offices. People’s habits(primarily, well only smoking), their awesome salaries and how some of them still crib about it, their diplomatic behavior, their hard work, and how I need to get placed in a super cool firm like this. I want..&lt;br /&gt;Mum said that a lot of men will give you attention when ure working or otherwise but you will rationally have to decide as to whom to get friendly with. I wish ankur was there to judge every guy I met (guy to guy thing..as in a guy can see what a co-guy wants)..life would be so much easier then. You know, his responsibility kinds..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8970078425815629343?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8970078425815629343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8970078425815629343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8970078425815629343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8970078425815629343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-learn-so-much-in-offices.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7657630458009637500</id><published>2011-07-07T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:16:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teri tirchi nazar ne dil ko kar diya pencher(puncture)..is such a funny song. Imran Khan is looking super cute with the whole feeling of “dude..i am singing this song..actually”..and anky and I kept laughing throughout the movie which says that I loved the it..such a happppy movie.&lt;br /&gt;socha tumne bhi hint diya&lt;br /&gt;lekin sandal ka print diya…:)&lt;br /&gt;Work’s awesome. Tooooooo much pressure though. But so much knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7657630458009637500?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7657630458009637500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7657630458009637500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7657630458009637500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7657630458009637500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/07/teri-tirchi-nazar-ne-dil-ko-kar-diya.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4434021786603919255</id><published>2011-06-13T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:12:58.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something had to happen.  Intricacies of life. You want to be passive but you’re exactly the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;Works’s fun.  Not too much of it but I love the office feel. Thankfully. I had always thought that I would miss sleeping (the most important part of the afternoon thingy) but I don..that much. &lt;br /&gt;We are probably planning a trip to ranikhet sometime next week. Now, I know that there are almost 80% chances of it not happening but yay for the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of lawyers in the family. My brother’s to-be-wifeyy and her brother are also lawyers. We could all get together and open a Seth’s law firm, surpassing the already existing Seth law firm. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4434021786603919255?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4434021786603919255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4434021786603919255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4434021786603919255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4434021786603919255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-had-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8535863980016265732</id><published>2011-06-01T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:14:13.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a pat on the back!</title><content type='html'>YAY!:):):)they're overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8535863980016265732?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8535863980016265732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8535863980016265732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8535863980016265732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8535863980016265732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/06/pat-on-back.html' title='a pat on the back!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1067980407228600515</id><published>2011-05-24T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:38:54.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna..Happpppppy song no?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1067980407228600515?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1067980407228600515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1067980407228600515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1067980407228600515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1067980407228600515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/05/want-you-to-make-me-feel-like-im-only.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5695168786917055912</id><published>2011-05-21T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:05:48.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>The most dreaded month of the last half an year (say one year) about to come to an end. Scary and freaky and nerve wracking and something I ve worked the hardest for. I think.  Only 22% left..then fun.&lt;br /&gt;Fun as in internships..back to back..without a single holiday. I wish it had started a lil later but thankfully I got the companies I got. Meeting new people and learning from their HR skills..required!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're doing fineeeeee! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5695168786917055912?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5695168786917055912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5695168786917055912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5695168786917055912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5695168786917055912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/05/phew.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8169549183195648984</id><published>2011-04-27T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:17:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"tumhe yeh zid thi ki hum bulate.. &lt;br /&gt;humhe yeh ummid woh pukaarein&lt;br /&gt;hai naam hoton pe ab bhi lekin&lt;br /&gt;Aawaz mein pad gayi dararein"...hazaar rahein mud ke dekhi by Kishor Kumar. Wonderfulllll song.&lt;br /&gt;I am into the old hindi songs music feel..and they are acutally wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8169549183195648984?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8169549183195648984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8169549183195648984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8169549183195648984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8169549183195648984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/04/unhe-yeh-zid-thi-ki-hum-bulate.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6529830270429378177</id><published>2011-04-25T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:28:02.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam stress makes you do/say such weird things. Odddddddddddddity odd.:)&lt;br /&gt;(this is what A would say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss college..random fun will always be cherished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6529830270429378177?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6529830270429378177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6529830270429378177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6529830270429378177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6529830270429378177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/04/exam-stress-makes-you-dosay-such-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5662189328370546994</id><published>2011-04-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:45:19.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a blizzard..</title><content type='html'>The same, very same things keeps brushing off me time and again and I am amazed everytime.  Look for reasons..look for reasons!! &lt;br /&gt;The title is a song btw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5662189328370546994?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5662189328370546994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5662189328370546994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5662189328370546994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5662189328370546994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/04/like-blizzard.html' title='Like a blizzard..'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1441865662723146278</id><published>2011-04-19T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T06:56:34.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimismmmmmmm.</title><content type='html'>Things that we don’t have in our hands..and hence cant be controlled, we havta leave it to be taken care of by God. Hoping that he'll bless us all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is for people excited about their birthday..i am not. But yay for you.:) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1441865662723146278?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1441865662723146278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1441865662723146278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1441865662723146278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1441865662723146278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/04/optimismmmmmmm.html' title='Optimismmmmmmm.'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5521997093834818173</id><published>2011-04-03T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:25:14.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:):)</title><content type='html'>India won the ICC World Cup, 2011. As much as I don’t want to be super excited about it..i am. The team worked earnestly and it paid off. It was truly well deserved. And I don believe in all the match fixing rumours.  Sangkarra’s speech in the end was amazing. It is a victory for the nation and all of need to be as passionate about it as we are. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5521997093834818173?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5521997093834818173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5521997093834818173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5521997093834818173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5521997093834818173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=':):)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1981045149949715730</id><published>2011-03-13T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:44:57.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday a person said "you haven’t changed either"..and it got me thinking that maybe it’s a pretense of acting like the person I was 3 years ago or maybe 5 cuz that is how the person knows me. I have changed and things have changed too, I lead a different life now, and so does that person. How can it be possibly the same then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not accepting it is a separate thing altogether but believing your behavior to be reality that you actually get confused as to what the truth is..is weird. Its like that novel in English 3rd year in ‘The Balcony’ where mirror portray your wana-be-reality to such a great extent That role-playing becomes more real than reality itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the basic thing is that you remain a good person and that remains constant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1981045149949715730?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1981045149949715730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1981045149949715730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1981045149949715730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1981045149949715730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesterday-person-said-you-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1020393434053790683</id><published>2011-03-05T07:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T08:53:09.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how everything else seems to be almost irrelevant when put in comparison with something vital. Exactly what is happening..that something is getting closer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1020393434053790683?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1020393434053790683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1020393434053790683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1020393434053790683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1020393434053790683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-know-how-everything-else-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8554047014034157632</id><published>2011-02-27T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:34:25.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw Marley and Me. It’s an amazingly realistic and simplistic movie that depicts most of the things that happen when you get married, have kids and decide to not continue with your job (oh its also about Marley..the 100 pound doggy who continues to test everyone's patience by acting like the world's most impulsive dog). It chronicles the growth of a couple and the impact their pet has on their family throughout their life. So, coming to the point,  seeing Jenny and John..i envisioned what they would have and its really sweet. But it would be sweeter if I had something like that too. Then I would be truly able to understand why this is okay. Maybe not even then but still. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8554047014034157632?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8554047014034157632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8554047014034157632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8554047014034157632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8554047014034157632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/02/saw-marley-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7803304579119692394</id><published>2011-02-22T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T05:37:19.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things match in life. You in your head differentiate your thoughts from their ideas and then you find out out they are exactly like yours, basic issues and happy things remain analogous. It shows that cultures don’t matter but the person does. Always pleasant to find someone like minded. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7803304579119692394?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7803304579119692394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7803304579119692394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7803304579119692394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7803304579119692394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-match-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2334697520364774499</id><published>2011-02-17T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T07:45:59.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The gurgling feelings inside me are compelling me to think about stuff I don’t wana think about. And then I dream about the same thing. Not done. But atleast I dream.  Now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Got my first salary..and it feels great. It’s a small amount but its mine..Mineeeeeeee:)..(and mom &amp; dads).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muuaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2334697520364774499?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2334697520364774499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2334697520364774499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2334697520364774499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2334697520364774499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/02/gurgling-feelings-inside-me-are.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7062737836786365036</id><published>2011-01-29T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:59:53.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eluding reality</title><content type='html'>Nothing is permanent. I know that. We know that. So, its almost like I don’t want to feel too much happiness or sorrow by the changing circumstances except that put the latter a few (say, a 1565x10000) notches higher. Now, I would truly like to believe that we should accept what is given to us but a small part of me says that I shouldn’t. I should always try to aim at better..much better. And that is what is written. Calvin’s destiny can’t be all that true. Its definitely puzzling though. Lets seeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internship over..college begun. It’s a cycle that will go on for another year and a half. It’s a pretty long course especially since all my friends are clearing out this year (except the ones doing LL.B..oh you must have got that..:)). And that too, a person told me, second graduation. I was almost on the verge of arguing but then i realised its true. Fine. I better be reciprocated. Like really.:)&lt;br /&gt;E and I went and sat in Stephen’s cafeteria and it’s actually nice. We were there for 2 hours (yeah, my timetable is pretty lenient) and were discussing/bitching about law(yers)..interesting conversation that made and a cup (okay, two) of coffee..neattt!!:). Whinyyy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different tangent, my hair is long again. :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7062737836786365036?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7062737836786365036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7062737836786365036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7062737836786365036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7062737836786365036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/01/eluding-reality.html' title='Eluding reality'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-473755689377089740</id><published>2011-01-11T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T01:34:31.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And she tells me to give them all..it won’t be as hard as you make it to be. She gave Economics honors and BA honors exams together (and got a distinction in both which at that time was a massive deal). But someone has got to convince her that she was a genius and her daughter’s (wow, felt real good saying it) not. Like she thinks both of us are equally fair but anyone else who sees us would say, without even thinking twice, that my mom is at least two shades fairer. Her response to everyone being ‘bacchi hai. She goes to college. She’s tanned’. Really?  I wish I was like her though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the fun weekends have started. Work the whole week and shopping on the weekend. Not shopping shopping but going out and eating AND shopping..okay, I know I ve used this word 4 times already but I don’t shop as much as you think I do. It’s just the very idea that’s exciting. Then watching movies (saw ‘break ke baad’ and ‘band baaja baraat’ both of which were good except the ridiculous ending and case39 which was okishh :)). And sleeeeeeeping. You SEEEEEEEE what I am talking about. Happpppy weekends for a month of which only 10 days are left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankur may get married in 2 to 2.5 years. It’s not tomorrow and we knew it already but the very idea becoming a reality is a little disturbing yet exceedingly pleasant. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should get back to researching on the boring Gujarat solar power plant.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps-I can’t decide who is cuter..Yashvi or Sana..they are at par right now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-473755689377089740?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/473755689377089740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=473755689377089740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/473755689377089740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/473755689377089740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-she-tells-me-to-give-them-all.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4840710227566427039</id><published>2011-01-03T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:57:56.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In reference to pugsie's &lt;a href="http://pugslie.blogspot.com/2011/01/universal-problem-me-thinks.html"&gt;http://pugslie.blogspot.com/2011/01/universal-problem-me-thinks.html&lt;/a&gt;... because we cannot not expect. We are all selfish. We cannot be happy unless we have our demands met. If, for instance, there was a person that we gave everything to..out of our own happiness and that person happily kept taking it..u know somewhere inside..probably a tiny tiny tiny fraction of our mind/heart will Want that person to do something in reciprocation appreciating what we have done. I mean, however callous it may sound, we even expect God to listen to our prayers so how can we not have those expectations from men/women. Now, you’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; either got to be a super human or have a person in your life who fulfills your expectations(out of his own will but Also because you are doing the exact same thing) whatever name you give it..and say that we don’t expect anything from each other when you do and you have those met. There are no selfless good deeds as Joey states. A feeling of gratitude or a big gift(preferably:D)..anything..but we need something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;neki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dariya&lt;/span&gt; main &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daal&lt;/span&gt; hi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sakte&lt;/span&gt;..its humanly impossible. We can do good, show it to people and remember it for future references. But here's hoping that we'll improve:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4840710227566427039?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4840710227566427039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4840710227566427039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4840710227566427039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4840710227566427039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-reference-to-pugsies-httppugslie.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4756441123660958648</id><published>2010-12-30T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:58:13.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Only 17+1 months to go..happppppppppppy new year all. Hope you have a very healthy and thus a happy 2011. Partaaaaaaaay! :)&lt;br /&gt;Love to all!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4756441123660958648?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4756441123660958648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4756441123660958648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4756441123660958648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4756441123660958648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-576085606331162982</id><published>2010-12-29T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:45:15.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>living the dream!</title><content type='html'>My current lil sweet dream. Being delegated work, finishing it..giving it back to the associates..either getting a ‘good’ or very bluntly told to re-search the given topic..it’s so much fun. I love it. Its tiring and the topics given are often boring but the kick after doing it is what I am talking about. Niceeeee!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-576085606331162982?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/576085606331162982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=576085606331162982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/576085606331162982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/576085606331162982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/12/living-dream.html' title='living the dream!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5621407666460415390</id><published>2010-12-24T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:51:10.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merrrrrry!!</title><content type='html'>I truly understand why it gives those Master chef contestants such immense pleasure to cook in front of and for Adriano Zumbo and Maggie Beer or other great Australian chefs...and why Amitabh Bacchan or Marlon Brando or such accomplished actors can easily overwhelm the others or why Sachin Tendulkar is treated like God by cricketers or fervent cricket followers..Or why a person working in a law firm, be it an associate or a partner can intimidate me...and imagine standing in front of Fali.S. Nariman or H.S.Kapadia, I will be enthralled and speechless. These are personalities that we all aspire to be, in our own respective fields and it’s as if you wana absorb each word they say or every action they do. Moreover, it’s not that you feel inferior in front of them but you know that they are superior to you and hence the respect. Can’t wait to get placed in a law firm and be pleasantly intimating to someone...it will be fun.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas time...lala lalaa..It’s soo exciting. The festive spirit is here. Especially now that the exams are over and I have nothing to do except work and marriage stuff and classes...oh, I sound busy but it’s all good. Any thing seems better, so much better than exam time. Office feels like Santa Clause’s home..decorated and filled with mirth. Merry Christmas you all. Have a lovely day and a delightful year ahead...and party...and hope you get all the materialistic and also the good non-materialistic things you desire. Enjoyyyyyy.:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps- All the men in my office are such eye candies..ahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5621407666460415390?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5621407666460415390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5621407666460415390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5621407666460415390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5621407666460415390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-truly-understand-why-it-gives-those.html' title='merrrrrry!!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6588760852497088055</id><published>2010-11-27T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:44:43.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family fun!</title><content type='html'>Family parties are so so so much fun. Had one at my place yesterday. Talking to my pretty bhabis and brothers and playing with their adooooooorable kids, dancing (Sheila out-did munni..but the oldies like munni more..everyone has their choices now..dont they?;)), barbecue, bon fire, listening to my cousin who’s getting married and her shopping expeditions. She asked her to-be-husband for a solitaire..the man wasn't so happy about that from what i heard. But c'mon, she has a right to demand the ring shes gonna wear on her finger the rest of her life. Go didi. :) And awesome food. My dad cooks the best mutton ever. Everybody enjoyed and sang songs. Typical hum aapke hai kaun scene except that some of my cousins were a little high;). My relatives are pretty awesome...very few opportunities to realize that. Good, fabulous is a more fitting word, time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6588760852497088055?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6588760852497088055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6588760852497088055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6588760852497088055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6588760852497088055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-fun.html' title='family fun!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1112799341138531833</id><published>2010-11-24T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T18:46:36.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys are stupid, throw stones at them!:)</title><content type='html'>First things first..this line cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; started believing in this statement...or at least I know I believe in it. What’s with these atrocious half baked commitments like I will love you forever until I find someone else or unless I am caught cheating (here, really hoping that Emotional &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atyachaar&lt;/span&gt; is not true and people are only acting for money) or till my mom says she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t like the way you look. And I am not even talking of married men here. Don’t commit no? That’s &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wayyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; better and brazenly speaking, humane, than backing off later. Boys are meanies! I might be in a funny mood but i am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week seems like an entire month when exams get postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog name is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strawberryswati&lt;/span&gt;..that's kiddish for even a first year graduation student(that’s when I began writing) and posted by silly billy..i mean really? So embarrassed. In my defense I really liked strawberries and strawberry shake that time..i still somewhat do except that now I find it too sugary. And silly billy..lets just act that someone else made the account for me, shall we?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1112799341138531833?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1112799341138531833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1112799341138531833&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1112799341138531833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1112799341138531833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/boys-are-stupid-throw-rocks-at-them.html' title='boys are stupid, throw stones at them!:)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2157265347317353818</id><published>2010-11-20T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:37:38.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and nothing.</title><content type='html'>Count exams for ruining the fun part of studying. It makes everything something you havta do rather than something you want to do and that sucks. Like I was studying consti (my apparent favorite subject) and it’s become, politely put, not nice. And like only 2 holidays for limitation and arbitration (which btw is the worse subject, no, it’s not hard but so sinfully boring and has too many sections to remember and its not even related but is the same paper..wth?) and that’s like giving me palpitations. 2 days, I mean that’s not even enough for revision forget learning..oh God, what will I do. Dormant life that I have, the only thing that is seemingly good is the prospect of sleeping after finishing the small portion of course that I have to do. blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2157265347317353818?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2157265347317353818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2157265347317353818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2157265347317353818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2157265347317353818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/suckersexams.html' title='...and nothing.'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2334524227135592850</id><published>2010-11-17T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:24:58.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Driving in the rain, with the best person ever (mum..duh). Laughing and talking and singing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ankur&lt;/span&gt; having a holiday and taking my case the whole day. And my attempt to end it by throwing a bottle cap-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt; of water on him and both of us laughing about it for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my best friend and giggling about random non-funny but hilarious things :D&lt;br /&gt;Mum dad returning from a wedding and discussing everything and everyone. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;These are the things i know i will miss when i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have them. Or have less of.&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments that make life beautiful. Exams, on the contrary, don’t!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2334524227135592850?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2334524227135592850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2334524227135592850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2334524227135592850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2334524227135592850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4814094930704798765</id><published>2010-11-15T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:31:05.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ve realized that I don’t get dreams anymore. I used to have them everyday 7-8 months back but nothing now. I don’t actually know if that’s a good thing or bad but does that mean there is nothing relevant enough in my conscious to dream about in my sub-conscious to get any negative or positive feeling towards such .But I did dream about discussing the color of my suit with my mom.:) Shopping then huh?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared about my exams, it’s always nerve-wracking to study for them but this time I am actually frightened...probably I din give my last sem exams so I feel like I have studied less than everyone else. Weird...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, prioritize. Prioritize issues in life(you will often realise that you're worrying about the wrong things) and make sure they come after acknowledgment of the huge list of happy things you have gotten without much inconvenience. The issues will seem paltry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life...we all try to win...happiness, love, and luck? trying to control everything cuz we believe it’s our game and things will happen the way we want it (and get totally flustered if we lose), totally oblivious to the presence of someone out there who makes us walk on the path he feels is the best and no doubt, we will face adversities but it will be worth it. We ought to do what we can do with the best intentions and let God take care of us while we follow his way of life. Ask him/her to give us more strength to face troubles and more humility to relish success(ie.reward for effort) than making life simpler cuz the former might actually happen:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the wedding season..4 people i know getting married. Sigh. Happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4814094930704798765?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4814094930704798765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4814094930704798765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4814094930704798765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4814094930704798765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-ve-realized-that-i-dont-get-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1789201790680510801</id><published>2010-11-05T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:03:28.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year, this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Diwali&lt;/span&gt; , I would truly like to thank God for ending some horrible things literally (or as Ted says figuratively)and metaphorically..&lt;br /&gt;and for starting with some new relationships/friendships. The worst that was the Worst is past. Present is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-diwali cards party-awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1789201790680510801?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1789201790680510801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1789201790680510801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1789201790680510801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1789201790680510801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-year-this-diwali-i-would-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-7775705236277859002</id><published>2010-10-30T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T05:56:03.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My piece of mind..going to be snatched away by exams.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel them intruding in my leisurely enjoyable studying sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-happy diwali celebrations:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-7775705236277859002?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/7775705236277859002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=7775705236277859002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7775705236277859002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/7775705236277859002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-piece-of-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5609321864429547306</id><published>2010-10-26T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:57:09.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cynic speaks..</title><content type='html'>Attitude redefined for love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can very well take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;I want a person to prove that I can’t..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this forward..abysmal…isn’t it? I mean had it said that the person needs to prove that he/she can take care of me TOO..that would still have been okay. But by proving us incapable or feeble and coming into the picture as the oh-so-important hero(heroine) figure is just ridiculous. Now, I feel that this is the young age of 22 something when we can actually let go of people if they don’t match our standards. Like you know, try them out(not flippantly, ofcourse..you always look for something good) and if it doesn’t work out..you know that it wasnt worth it. You don’t have to suffer and stick on only cuz you are in the habit of someone or it would be too hard to let go…it isn’t. Like a friend was saying that she needs that one person cuz she wants to be pampered...or talk to someone everyday said another. Its not supposed to be this random...you know..its supposed to be meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marriage..we ll havta adjust and readjust a lot..thats a given. So right now, lets wait and wait some more and look for a person who is willing to adjust too. And if it’s an arranged match..oh, then let’s hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5609321864429547306?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5609321864429547306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5609321864429547306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5609321864429547306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5609321864429547306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/cynic-speaks.html' title='cynic speaks..'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2185501259684332580</id><published>2010-10-25T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:10:02.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; application says..that God says..that all is well. All is going according to plan. Trust that there is a bigger picture and life is unfolding exactly as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything created by God is perfect, so are you. Just accept the glory of your being as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what..Precisely!!!!!!:):):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2185501259684332580?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2185501259684332580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2185501259684332580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2185501259684332580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2185501259684332580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/facebook-application-says.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-1794606050429155962</id><published>2010-10-22T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T09:50:28.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent 3 hours in fabindia...1.5 in the hailstorm..all wet and cold..then another in the metro wet and cold still..finally reached home and now i feel lonely. I miss mum dad and ankur:(..blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-1794606050429155962?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/1794606050429155962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=1794606050429155962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1794606050429155962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/1794606050429155962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/spent-3-hours-in-fabindia.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5198944006562137786</id><published>2010-10-19T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T03:37:14.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what if i am&lt;br /&gt;#demanding&lt;br /&gt;#obsessive to the extent of being crazy about people calling(or not calling) me&lt;br /&gt;#flip out if i don get answers to my(important) texts sent to relevant people&lt;br /&gt;#fussy about food&lt;br /&gt;#fussy about everything in general&lt;br /&gt;#temperamental..&lt;br /&gt;#greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so what if i&lt;br /&gt;#love sleeping...LOVE it..anytime, my house:)..some(my family) may call me lazy.&lt;br /&gt;#profusely love shopping..i actually run from one store to another looking for something to buy.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like having small talks with people..i actually try to avoid meeting people &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;havta&lt;/span&gt; talk to them..&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; ones i mean:p&lt;br /&gt;#judge strangers according to the clothes they wear or their footwear (so does &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ankur&lt;/span&gt;..except that he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;) but no..i am not callous..its just a small joke thing..nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like doing voluntary work..give me money or recognition or a certificate..and the works done.&lt;br /&gt;#jump to my own conclusions unless explained otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;#did household chores when i was young..but not now..no no NO! which is actually the opposite of what it should be like but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think i am like a good(awesome:P) person. Afterall 'Self love is the greatest of all flatteres'. I have it in abundance:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah yeah..i will try to improve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5198944006562137786?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5198944006562137786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5198944006562137786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5198944006562137786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5198944006562137786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-5313252814948904691</id><published>2010-10-14T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T02:21:06.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hope:)</title><content type='html'>"Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies."-The Shawshank Redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finally saw the movie. Hope is an excellent thing..like a small light bulb inside you, flickering maybe but the only one thing in those dark moments that gives you the power to triumph over any hardship whatsoever. Maybe that is why i din like Anjaana Anjaani..they(RK and PC's characters) gave up..what the doctor tells RK in the movie is correct..a heart break or a financial loss or whatever and here she's committing suicide. Make your life better than succumbing to it. But they did live in the end..found reasons..good for them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The funny thing is, I was an honest man, straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a crook.":)..loved the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-5313252814948904691?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/5313252814948904691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=5313252814948904691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5313252814948904691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/5313252814948904691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/hope.html' title='hope:)'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-4414299743707600955</id><published>2010-10-12T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T04:49:16.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orange, yellow and purple flowers look so good together..even though its a bad combination in general..i look at it everytime i come on my blog page..pretty pretty i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-4414299743707600955?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/4414299743707600955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=4414299743707600955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4414299743707600955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/4414299743707600955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/orange-yellow-and-purple-flowers-look.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-572233713066339260</id><published>2010-10-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T02:00:07.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sachaaaaaaa pyaaaar!</title><content type='html'>What's this concept of 'sacha pyaar'..that is supposed to happen once. I dont think its real. You can love anybody..anybody who is not non-attractive, likes(oops..loves..blah) you and meets your expectations but as soon as the same person disappoints you..poof..the love's gone. its not this easy but a lot depens on what you tell yourself..(i listen to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now either we say it too too quickly or its this age or we assume it to be love what at the most is infatuation(if you believe the theory of one true love holds true). What exists is friendship and likeness. If you truly like a person And vice versa, it always remains no matter what and there are chances of THAT growing into something beautiful. It moves beyond your ego and mine. But sadly, not every rather a very few infatuations have that element. So lets give it a two year break and talk about the so-called love when it could actually mature into something long lasting..till then, i will only like you or..not!:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-572233713066339260?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/572233713066339260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=572233713066339260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/572233713066339260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/572233713066339260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-this-concept-of-sacha-pyaar.html' title='sachaaaaaaa pyaaaar!'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-208920130468100287</id><published>2010-10-08T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:37:43.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day..CWG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/TLKGGiCli_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6UNMhTiNow0/s1600/67220_484824041054_623936054_7312270_4514866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526627139512011762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/TLKGGiCli_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6UNMhTiNow0/s320/67220_484824041054_623936054_7312270_4514866_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/TLE0l0Wa3qI/AAAAAAAAADw/rS8tOcfMkVg/s1600/64861_484822926054_623936054_7312246_6631796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256042072792738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/TLE0l0Wa3qI/AAAAAAAAADw/rS8tOcfMkVg/s320/64861_484822926054_623936054_7312246_6631796_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..the cwg was soo much fun. i was telling a friend that i don't watch all the events on tv cuz i am not interested in wrestling or weightlifting of any sort..and i went to watch boxing. how inconsistent, you may think but we we went cuz we had no other option, we didnt wana postpone meeting and din wana spend 1000 bucks on swimming tickets..anyway, the seats weren't available. so, the games..were really funny. not the games games..cuz that was serious but like sitting there spotting things we cud make fun of and laughing on our own absurd jokes:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so there was this parent there telling his kids what they didnt know. Now when Kiribati team came up..they were referred to as KIR on the score board..the son(youngest) tells his dad.."look, kiribati..such an unusual name"..to which the father replies.."its Not kiribati abc, its Kazakhistan" and he was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During some boring match between botswana and malaysia we decided that we are going to cheer for India cuz India's match on the last slot and were Boredddddd..now R, A, E and I were supposed to say that together..so we counted 3 and E(only) goes like "jeetega bhai jeetega India jeetega" and it was one of those moments in between when the entire stadium goes unusually quiet and here is E bawling at the top of her voice and everybody staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seats were particularly small and we were wondering how a heavy man wud fit into one of these and the very same minute we saw a man weighing 300 kg or more sitting on 3.5 chairs..and we burst out laughing. no offence to the guy but that was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating the cwg desk person for passes for swimming or vijender singhs match was too entertaining..for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even talking about how unexciting the matches were (like 15 matches..for 15 minutes each..of teams we hadn't even heard of and din care about) and how exhausted we were was amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when India came..feel aa gayi..the entire stadium was cheering and applauding him..and obviously, he won:).&lt;br /&gt;cheery on the cake..free and comfortable metro ride home cuz of the cwg ticket and the women's coach.. thats what i call, a day well spent.:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-208920130468100287?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/208920130468100287/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2854446898710540965</id><published>2010-09-13T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:06:20.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walky:)</title><content type='html'>Cycling at home is tedious..walking has been successfully resumed..yay!!! that fun feel is still there and its better cuz of the gap..had forgotten how much i enjoyed it..yay yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my interviews after i finish law..when asked about my favorite subject(which is the most frequently asked question)..i am so gonna say constitutional law..so interesting..repromulgation of ordinances, Jaya Bacchan's office of profit, Jayalalitha incompetency to become the CM of Tamil Nadu, freedom given by the judiciary to the legeslative..etc etc..NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-2703513983979576307</id><published>2010-09-11T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:03:29.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain..</title><content type='html'>rain-rain-rain:):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sooooooo perfect..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-2703513983979576307?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/2703513983979576307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=2703513983979576307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2703513983979576307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/2703513983979576307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/09/rain.html' title='rain..'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-8369582612448842905</id><published>2010-09-08T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:18:33.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly-God</title><content type='html'>I have issues with him, I complain to him, plead to him, ask him for stuff, thank him for the same, ask him for more and thank him again, if I don’t get something..i compromise cuz he must be knowing what good it holds for me, I talk to (not with) him every night..not expecting a reply but just hoping that he is listening..I share the strangest yet a truly exceptional relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He puts you through the most arduous tests but gives you enough strength to endure them and come out braver..undaunted condition being you have the will to be that. Sometimes his actions seems totally inexplicable but you just gotta have faith that there must be something good..he is afterall the first resort as well as the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great almighty..someone up there taking care of us(me)..i love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps-being strong is so much cooler than you know, not being strong:)..oh, the metro yellow line..pure and absolute bliss..and the coolest thing ever!!:):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-8369582612448842905?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/8369582612448842905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=8369582612448842905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8369582612448842905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/8369582612448842905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/09/godly-god.html' title='Godly-God'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-3336198709405621119</id><published>2010-09-02T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:06:34.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anky-panky</title><content type='html'>I love ankur..really really really love him...not cuz he is my bro and i havta but cuz he is a super awesome person...may God bless him.&lt;br /&gt;and may he never read this post..i am telling you..next time he moves somewhere away from home..i am tagging along as his luggage.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-3336198709405621119?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/3336198709405621119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=3336198709405621119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3336198709405621119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3336198709405621119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-ankur.html' title='anky-panky'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-6685524157197474905</id><published>2010-08-31T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:31:54.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whether a governor or the president can exercise his discretion over the removal or appointments of members of the subordinate judicial services personally or can he do so only on the aid and advice of his Council of Ministers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether H.D.Deve Gowda was correctly appointed the PM when he was not a member of either house of parliament..can the 6 month window that was given to him to be elected as a member of the parliament be used by him again and again..like if at 5 months and 29 days he resigns for 1 day, would those 6 months be reinstituted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehar singh, Beant Singh and Satwant Singh..their successful conspiracy to assassinate Indira Gandhi(motivated by Operation bluestar)..kehar singhs plea to the SC that he wasnt granted a personal hearing when his case had gone to the President for pardon being dismissed..it was held that the manner of consideration of the petition lies within the discretion of the President, and it is for him to decide how best he can acquaint himself with all the information that is necessary for its proper and effective disposal...etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I didn’t like constitutional Law!!!!..these are things I had some vague idea about (the first two issues…not even that) but now I am studying them and it is all soooooo intriguing. I mean reading the cases can be a pain but its super interesting to hear my teacher go on and on about it..she knows so much and her classroom discussions are not limited to the syllabus and that’s the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-6685524157197474905?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/6685524157197474905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=6685524157197474905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6685524157197474905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/6685524157197474905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/08/whether-governor-or-president-can.html' title=''/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468167413341804672.post-3005260109176890033</id><published>2010-08-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:11:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning...</title><content type='html'>I need to be(actually am) self-centred/involved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no one can possibly want me as happy as i do(except my family..duh)..so, i do as i want so as to keep me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;happppppppppiiiiieeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;. Afterall, it is all about my happiness..you might not accept it but its the same for you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;-:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468167413341804672-3005260109176890033?l=strawberryswati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/feeds/3005260109176890033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468167413341804672&amp;postID=3005260109176890033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3005260109176890033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468167413341804672/posts/default/3005260109176890033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryswati.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning...'/><author><name>silly billy:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10850118024362774625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwUH_7L_UyQ/SQ1MF6wZeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/rVM8XkvDo9w/S220/Image017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
