<?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-3621936</id><updated>2012-02-04T04:19:22.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Flesh</title><subtitle type='html'>My daily dose of DOPE/Smoke/Booze....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-114183844988157924</id><published>2006-03-08T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:20:50.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best and Worst</title><summary type='text'>Best Semester @ NC STATE - Fall 2004Worst Semester @ NC STATE - Summer 2005</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/114183844988157924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=114183844988157924' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/114183844988157924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/114183844988157924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-and-worst.html' title='Best and Worst'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-112669827595943853</id><published>2005-09-14T07:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:44:35.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women - Hilarious......</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/112669827595943853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=112669827595943853' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/112669827595943853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/112669827595943853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2005/09/women-hilarious.html' title='Women - Hilarious......'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-111499349339095403</id><published>2005-05-01T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:24:53.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Games I am looking fwd to</title><summary type='text'>Age of Empires IIIMyst VTombraider 7Prince of Persia 3So I can see 150$ down the drain by the end of summer......!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/111499349339095403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=111499349339095403' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/111499349339095403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/111499349339095403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2005/05/games-i-am-looking-fwd-to.html' title='Games I am looking fwd to'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110441562441688322</id><published>2004-12-30T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T14:20:58.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies you must/mustnt watch</title><summary type='text'>dont watch1) After the Sunset2) National Treasure3) Oceans TwelveDo watch 1) Blade Trinity2) The Incredibles3) Team America If all goes well, I should get free lunch, and free passes for Swades today. Would never pay a dime to watch an SRK movie. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110441562441688322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110441562441688322' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110441562441688322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110441562441688322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/12/movies-you-mustmustnt-watch.html' title='Movies you must/mustnt watch'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110441542567576225</id><published>2004-12-30T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:03:45.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><summary type='text'>Just discovered that there are certain things which are extremely difficult to control, how much ever I try. Will power -&gt; 0, and that is not extremely encouraging :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110441542567576225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110441542567576225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110441542567576225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110441542567576225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/12/control.html' title='Control'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110193298109768982</id><published>2004-12-01T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T15:29:41.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daroo and markov Chains</title><summary type='text'>Memoryless!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110193298109768982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110193298109768982' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110193298109768982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110193298109768982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/12/daroo-and-markov-chains.html' title='Daroo and markov Chains'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110072871226794187</id><published>2004-11-17T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T16:58:32.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy</title><summary type='text'>Nice to see the movie coming out. Though I would like to kill Gunti the asswipe for filching my copy of HHGG and not returning it for over 3 years now. DOG!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0371724/' title='Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110072871226794187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110072871226794187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110072871226794187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110072871226794187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/hitchhikers-guide-to-galaxy.html' title='Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110055201701839805</id><published>2004-11-15T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T15:53:37.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of cellphones and SMS and other dumb things</title><summary type='text'>Got an sms.ac invit from a friend, to get some free messages or some crap. As i was filling out the form, in my usual fashion of next next next, till, they ask for credit details, i suddenly realised that i had entered my hotmail id and password, and they sent invitations to every person on my buddy list. So if anyone is reading this, and is on my buddy list - sorry for the inconvenience.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110055201701839805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110055201701839805' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110055201701839805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110055201701839805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/of-cellphones-and-sms-and-other-dumb.html' title='Of cellphones and SMS and other dumb things'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110021444612141174</id><published>2004-11-11T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:07:26.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelations</title><summary type='text'>about self are fun, but even more interesting when someone reveals it for you. Right or wrong apart, its fun to know.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110021444612141174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110021444612141174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110021444612141174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110021444612141174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/revelations.html' title='Revelations'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110012216554574644</id><published>2004-11-10T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T16:29:25.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><summary type='text'>Perpetually drunk and hungover.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110012216554574644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110012216554574644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110012216554574644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110012216554574644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-110003511868218520</id><published>2004-11-09T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T16:18:38.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameenapanti</title><summary type='text'>Feel like such a big kameena.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/110003511868218520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=110003511868218520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110003511868218520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/110003511868218520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/kameenapanti.html' title='Kameenapanti'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109994017400560029</id><published>2004-11-08T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T13:56:14.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I would give</title><summary type='text'>For some nice paruppu thogayal, melaga rasam, vazhakai vadakkal, and shutta apalam!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109994017400560029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109994017400560029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109994017400560029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109994017400560029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-i-would-give.html' title='What I would give'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109985901876885891</id><published>2004-11-07T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:23:38.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><summary type='text'>Are Lazy and Depressing ..!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109985901876885891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109985901876885891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109985901876885891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109985901876885891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/11/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109924729027419232</id><published>2004-10-31T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T13:28:10.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time - obviously lifted lines.</title><summary type='text'>The time is gone, the song is over, though i'd something more to say!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109924729027419232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109924729027419232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109924729027419232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109924729027419232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-obviously-lifted-lines.html' title='Time - obviously lifted lines.'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109816227400830966</id><published>2004-10-19T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T01:04:34.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roleplay</title><summary type='text'>What role do i play in this world?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109816227400830966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109816227400830966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109816227400830966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109816227400830966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/10/roleplay.html' title='Roleplay'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109769024300251707</id><published>2004-10-13T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T13:57:23.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UBFC</title><summary type='text'>please join the udayan bapat fan club for a great time, and an ode to the greatest B ever made......</summary><link rel='related' href='http://groups.yahoo.com/group/udayanbapatfanclub/' title='UBFC'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109769024300251707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109769024300251707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109769024300251707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109769024300251707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/10/ubfc.html' title='UBFC'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109573641760229578</id><published>2004-09-20T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T23:13:37.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little below the belt</title><summary type='text'>Fresher to PhD student for 5 years : Dear senior, what has grad life taught you.PhD student for 5 years to Fresher : Underwear can be worn 4 ways without a wash. Straight, backward, flipped straight, flipped backward.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109573641760229578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109573641760229578' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109573641760229578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109573641760229578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-below-belt.html' title='A little below the belt'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109458693535005102</id><published>2004-09-07T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T15:55:35.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><summary type='text'>Kind of Hating it!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109458693535005102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109458693535005102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109458693535005102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109458693535005102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109424040551767207</id><published>2004-09-03T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T15:40:05.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pachchai Niramme</title><summary type='text'>One of the best songs I have heard till date, with some of the most amazing lyrics, with Hariharans magnificent voice.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.raaga.com/channels/tamil/movie/T0000209.html' title='Pachchai Niramme'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109424040551767207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109424040551767207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109424040551767207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109424040551767207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/09/pachchai-niramme.html' title='Pachchai Niramme'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109406646541978066</id><published>2004-09-01T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T15:21:05.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision making</title><summary type='text'>I hate decision making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109406646541978066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109406646541978066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109406646541978066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109406646541978066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/09/decision-making.html' title='Decision making'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109400804579431691</id><published>2004-08-31T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:07:25.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If the library electronic database was human</title><summary type='text'>I would have strangled it, and made sure it died!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109400804579431691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109400804579431691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109400804579431691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109400804579431691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-library-electronic-database-was.html' title='If the library electronic database was human'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109388900565905621</id><published>2004-08-30T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T14:03:25.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunken-ness</title><summary type='text'>The best measure for drunken-ness is not the quantity of alcohol you have downed, but the beans you spill post drinking. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109388900565905621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109388900565905621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109388900565905621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109388900565905621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/drunken-ness.html' title='Drunken-ness'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109364109537435573</id><published>2004-08-27T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:11:59.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In a nutshell</title><summary type='text'>there is always a NUT! if not it is empty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109364109537435573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109364109537435573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109364109537435573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109364109537435573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/in-nutshell.html' title='In a nutshell'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109337593489175465</id><published>2004-08-24T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:32:14.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watery Grave</title><summary type='text'>How I am going to end up in a few years !!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109337593489175465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109337593489175465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109337593489175465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109337593489175465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/watery-grave.html' title='Watery Grave'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109237895337529437</id><published>2004-08-13T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T02:35:53.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>company at nights, idiots et al</title><summary type='text'>Its sad, that people need to sleep early - in a way its good, since it makes me work better, bad, since i dont get talking company late at nights - or maybe even early hours of the morn.Idiots - its sadder, that at every point of time in ur life, you get to meet a bigger IDIOT than what you have in the past. Am sure people feel the same about me, but yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109237895337529437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109237895337529437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109237895337529437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109237895337529437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/company-at-nights-idiots-et-al.html' title='company at nights, idiots et al'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109225549530786755</id><published>2004-08-11T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T16:18:15.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is so great about Munnabhai MBBS that people are crazy about it. Air India aired it both ways, my dad loves the movie, and people think its a masterpiece!!So very weird.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109225549530786755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109225549530786755' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109225549530786755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109225549530786755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-is-so-great-about-munnabhai-mbbs.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109221819647833692</id><published>2004-08-11T05:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T16:19:29.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swings</title><summary type='text'>It doesnt take much for an old friend to realise that mood swings are rampant - especially with me, and are manifested in ways, which people, do not prefer to see them manifested in.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109221819647833692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109221819647833692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109221819647833692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109221819647833692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/mood-swings.html' title='Mood swings'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109203630391187970</id><published>2004-08-09T03:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T03:25:03.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inability to read</title><summary type='text'>Its sad at times that I am unable to read anything, out of sheer frustration or boredome. Reading has always been a fun passtime for me, but there are these weird moments, when I just dont want to see another letter in any language.Why, I have no clue, but these are frustrating moments, when either work suffers, or good reading is hampered :((</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109203630391187970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109203630391187970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109203630391187970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109203630391187970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/inability-to-read.html' title='Inability to read'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109203521439021184</id><published>2004-08-09T03:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T03:06:54.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest read</title><summary type='text'>Latest read - thanks to a gift from my sis and jiju.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0802714153/qid=1092035035/sr=8-1/ref=pd_ka_1/102-0258968-4224930?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;n=507846' title='Latest read'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109203521439021184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109203521439021184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109203521439021184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109203521439021184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/latest-read.html' title='Latest read'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109197877295710580</id><published>2004-08-08T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T11:26:12.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Village</title><summary type='text'>You can save 5$ - 10 $ not watching the village, which is by far the biggest anticlimax I have seen in cinema. Seeing the ending, you feel you could have scripted a better piece of 35mm.They could have let some cheerleaders jump out and dance the samba for all i care, and it would have been a better climax.I dont know how some people are raving about M Night being an amazing story teller, maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109197877295710580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109197877295710580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109197877295710580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109197877295710580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/village.html' title='The Village'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109160222004032344</id><published>2004-08-04T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T02:50:20.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>security</title><summary type='text'>I hate the necessity of security, information security, enhanced more by CSC 574 and 774</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109160222004032344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109160222004032344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109160222004032344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109160222004032344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/security.html' title='security'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109160127397635130</id><published>2004-08-04T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T02:35:03.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Path of least resistance</title><summary type='text'>I dont necessarily prefer the path of least resistance, or the path, where things are working out for you, purely since  things are perfectly alligned in your direction or vice versa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109160127397635130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109160127397635130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109160127397635130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109160127397635130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/08/path-of-least-resistance.html' title='Path of least resistance'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109122242660622786</id><published>2004-07-30T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T17:20:26.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leg Pulling</title><summary type='text'>Something I have been doing since I could speak. But there are times, when I go overboard. Then again, I believed till some years ago, that I was a good judge of how much someone can take....Maybe that is not true.Yanyways, AFMC is on off late, so not too much in the highest of spirits - ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109122242660622786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109122242660622786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109122242660622786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109122242660622786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/leg-pulling.html' title='Leg Pulling'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109095790093932083</id><published>2004-07-27T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T15:51:40.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the US</title><summary type='text'>What a bore to be back here. Crazy place this country</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109095790093932083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109095790093932083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109095790093932083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109095790093932083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-to-us.html' title='Back to the US'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-109059610057385233</id><published>2004-07-23T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T11:21:40.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks</title><summary type='text'>It is so painful to go back to the US of A. 2 months, a few days, a few equations, a few algorithms, excellenmt food, and 20 kilos later, it really SUCKS to go back to that shitty place. Of course, thankfully academics is ok, but the rest is pretty boring.Lots of good friends help, but finally life is bad. And to make life worse, I have 2 credits to finish, and not at all interested. Of course, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/109059610057385233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=109059610057385233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109059610057385233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/109059610057385233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/life-sucks.html' title='Life sucks'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108982182350826887</id><published>2004-07-14T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T12:17:03.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat</title><summary type='text'>Finally  -  the cat in my house, which has been with us, since she was two weeks old, got pregnant and gave birth to 3 beautiful kittens, when I was around. Dont get any ideas, coz, I didnt mean, what you would like me to mean.Anyway, she got pregnant before when I was in the US, and so missed those beauts, but this litter is just too good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108982182350826887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108982182350826887' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108982182350826887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108982182350826887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/cat.html' title='Cat'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108973491543504618</id><published>2004-07-13T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T12:08:35.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>COEP/PIET placements</title><summary type='text'>Whats with the market off late? 200 people in my UG college have been placed, in the first 1.5 weeks . Its funny, since our batch and a senior batch did have a tougher time.Must say it was good to hear though. Good to meet Mankar, Niranjan, and Mutha after quite a while, especially considering Mankar too shares common interests ;).Niranjan is off to Cinci, Mankar - Elexi after some hilarious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108973491543504618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108973491543504618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108973491543504618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108973491543504618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/coeppiet-placements.html' title='COEP/PIET placements'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108964832796311757</id><published>2004-07-12T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T12:05:27.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaut</title><summary type='text'>India is so beautiful this time of the year. A 25 hour journey from Pune to Salem takes your breath away. Going through the greenest parts of Maharashtra, Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh and Tamilnadu, at times make you wonder, if all this development is worth it.Dont know....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108964832796311757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108964832796311757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108964832796311757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108964832796311757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/beaut.html' title='Beaut'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108908442870918093</id><published>2004-07-05T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T23:27:08.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One more post</title><summary type='text'>What with Federer winning, Portugal losing, and Ferrari with another good weekend for them, but a boring one for Formula 1 in general, life seems just about ok. Highlight was Barrichelo's overtaking manoeuvre, which was among the best I have seen in F-1. Mumbai is by far the best place I have been to, and TIFR among the nicest campuses. Especially the katta for lung freshening is amazing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108908442870918093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108908442870918093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108908442870918093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108908442870918093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/07/one-more-post.html' title='One more post'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108852785460775729</id><published>2004-06-29T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T12:50:54.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gmail pain</title><summary type='text'> Wimbledon - Matches not to have missed - Moya vs Hewitt, Scud v/s Henman. Sadly the guys i supported lost, but some really good tennis.I sincerely pray Roddick/Hewitt dont win. Federer zindabadAlso to note......  30/06/2004  Portugal The Netherlands Lisbon     01/07/2004  Greece Czech Republic Porto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108852785460775729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108852785460775729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108852785460775729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108852785460775729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/gmail-pain.html' title='Gmail pain'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108818131517738536</id><published>2004-06-25T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T12:35:15.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bore</title><summary type='text'>Lot to post, blogger doesnt allow me to. Home computer gives problems. Lab computer gives problems. CHARMing life I am leading. What the hell am I writing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108818131517738536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108818131517738536' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108818131517738536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108818131517738536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-bore.html' title='What a bore'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108765773235834269</id><published>2004-06-19T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T11:08:52.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not posted for long huh</title><summary type='text'>Seems like I havent posted for quite some time huh. Interesting . Is Rahul actually so busy that he cannot post, or is he so VELLA that he wont.A post on Raghu Romeo is due, also on Srinivasa Ramanujam, and the frauds Manan and Chetan. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108765773235834269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108765773235834269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108765773235834269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108765773235834269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-posted-for-long-huh.html' title='Not posted for long huh'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108739507311691460</id><published>2004-06-16T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T10:11:13.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck Fest</title><summary type='text'>Life is such a royal suck fest that it makes me think, how so many people with the prevalent feeling of "My life sucks" get through 70 odd years of their lives, unless prematurely ended by some fortunate 'tragedy'. - Oh makes me wonder!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108739507311691460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108739507311691460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108739507311691460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108739507311691460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/suck-fest.html' title='Suck Fest'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108731398065880375</id><published>2004-06-15T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T11:39:40.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo 100 MB</title><summary type='text'>Yahoo giving 100 MB to fight Gmail. How or why I have no idea. Dynamic allocation for such a large user base might be difficult. Why should I care anyway. But yea, ani, nupur, and others, use ur Yahoo now :D.Ani actually is still worth a GMAIL :)))</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108731398065880375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108731398065880375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108731398065880375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108731398065880375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/yahoo-100-mb.html' title='Yahoo 100 MB'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108720131788966000</id><published>2004-06-14T04:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T04:21:57.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more gmail invits</title><summary type='text'>One invitation for Gmail went to Manan - by default. If i dont give it to Manya, it wont go to anyone, plus how can I get the treat at Mainland China or Malakka Spice :). 2 more to go, lots of people contesting. Nupur, you are out, since for one you are Gujju, and since ur Gujju you are nuts. 15-20 more people in queue, please do tell me what I will get for sending you the invit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108720131788966000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108720131788966000' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108720131788966000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108720131788966000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/2-more-gmail-invits.html' title='2 more gmail invits'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108719353057577049</id><published>2004-06-14T02:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T02:12:10.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dev-astated Deva re Deva</title><summary type='text'>Was to go to the QC session which was at 12:30, saw Ramanand in the middle of the road, and was to go since Hari's work was done yesterday night, we hadnt got tickets for the 2 o clock screening of Dev @ E2. But somehow got conned by my moronic idiotic friends into going for lunch at Chaitanya, which no doubt was excellent, but what pains me more is missing QC. The decision in the end was mine, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108719353057577049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108719353057577049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108719353057577049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108719353057577049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/dev-astated-deva-re-deva.html' title='Dev-astated Deva re Deva'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108698525120007249</id><published>2004-06-11T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T16:20:51.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakshya - Farhan Akhtar - DCH - Time off - Musings in general.</title><summary type='text'>What do I admire about Farhan Akhtar the most - his hair and his daughter. Corny jokes apart - Farhan Akhtars DCH was good, definitely not some masterpiece, but a very very refreshing change from normal bollywood fare, and actually dealt with friends - Slightly rich friends for one of course, and also pretty oldish looking friends I must say ;). But I guess that movie was a launchpad for Saif. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108698525120007249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108698525120007249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108698525120007249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108698525120007249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/lakshya-farhan-akhtar-dch-time-off.html' title='Lakshya - Farhan Akhtar - DCH - Time off - Musings in general.'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108688639290959846</id><published>2004-06-10T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T16:14:05.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum Tum</title><summary type='text'>The reasonably decent movie which comes in between the Irritating Hum TUm cartoons is Hum Tum. Its a movie which is good thanks to decent performances by the actors, but still, somehow didnt have any punch in it. Rani is good - obviously - I love her :D. But I felt she was better in Yuva, even though her role was small. I have seen When Harry met Sally, and I somehow felt it was definitely better</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108688639290959846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108688639290959846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688639290959846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688639290959846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/hum-tum.html' title='Hum Tum'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108688568476821202</id><published>2004-06-10T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T12:41:24.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GMAIL</title><summary type='text'>Had invited ujjwal and chetan to use gmail, when I had the first two invits. Interestingly have got 3 more invits now. I guess its usage dependent.Now you morons can try to con me into sending you invits. Pay me a significant amount, or something in kind, and an account is yours. I am putting it up on ebay too :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108688568476821202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108688568476821202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688568476821202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688568476821202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/gmail.html' title='GMAIL'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108688443659012237</id><published>2004-06-10T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T15:24:40.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies seen since 17th May</title><summary type='text'>I am watching movies at a rate of more than 2-3 movies a day. Thanks to Zee Cinema, MAX, Sony, Star Gold, a few other VCDs, cable etc etc.Govinda movies :- Ek aur Ek Gyarah, Albela, Jodi.No.1, Bade Miyan Chote Miyan, Aag, Dulhe Raja, Anari No.1, Ankhen, Farz ki Jung, Hum, Shola aur Shabhnam, Beta ho to Aisa, Maharaja, Shikari, Kyunki mai jhoot nahi bolta, Dost Garibon ka, and a couple more, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108688443659012237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108688443659012237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688443659012237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108688443659012237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/movies-seen-since-17th-may.html' title='Movies seen since 17th May'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108672341824196476</id><published>2004-06-08T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T15:36:58.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atshushi Arishima</title><summary type='text'>In the footsteps of BVHK - who in the footsteps of God - GTMy Japanese name apparently is Atshushi Arishima.  Link to the Japanese name generator</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108672341824196476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108672341824196476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672341824196476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672341824196476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/atshushi-arishima.html' title='Atshushi Arishima'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108672112742460474</id><published>2004-06-08T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:58:47.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me,Natasha</title><summary type='text'>Written by Sergei Kourdakov, this is a touching tale of Communist Russia, and Christian persecution back then. Given to me by my school princi, I am happy, she gave it to me. I had read  The Persecutor by Sergei and was impressed. This one too is in the must read league.I do remember that a couple of my friends shed a few tears when they read this book. Of course, people who are believers will</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0551005742/qid=1086720730/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl14/002-9080117-3220852?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;n=507846' title='Forgive me,Natasha'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108672112742460474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108672112742460474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672112742460474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672112742460474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/forgive-menatasha.html' title='Forgive me,Natasha'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108672019205341545</id><published>2004-06-08T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:43:12.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fart File and incomplete postings</title><summary type='text'>The fart file is a file which I have always had on my computer. Its just a text file, written mostly in notepad, or vi(when on linux) and contains ample shit on what I need to do. It will have certain phone numbers, certain authors/books, papers, references, and off late my blogs. Especially now that I am at home, and cannot write a blog online like back at school, its best I write it offline. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108672019205341545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108672019205341545' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672019205341545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108672019205341545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/fart-file-and-incomplete-postings.html' title='The Fart File and incomplete postings'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108664111275190238</id><published>2004-06-07T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T04:04:10.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete post yet again</title><summary type='text'>Saturdays at home(rather des), are days when I meet Chetan, Manan, and this time even Bimal. Went to the Morya Gosawi temple with the Bong dude, and sadly he tries to take fundae from me. Considering I am a big loser in life, and Bimal, to be very honest, is one the the biggest achievers I have seen, its ironic.Or maybe it is in his nature to be this way.More importantly - Saturday - We have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108664111275190238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108664111275190238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108664111275190238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108664111275190238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/incomplete-post-yet-again.html' title='Incomplete post yet again'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108655224991332833</id><published>2004-06-06T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T16:04:09.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Know your friendly neighbourhood south indian better - A primer for my esteemed Non South Indian </title><summary type='text'>South India as you might call it comprises of 4 major states - Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh,TamilNadu and Kerala and one small state of Pondicherry aka Puducherry. People from these places are fondly called Kandus/Kannadigas, Guletes, Tams/Tambis and Mallus respectively. Again, these nicknames come from the languages they speak, Kannada,Telegu, Tamil and Malayalam resp.Now the diversity  visible</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108655224991332833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108655224991332833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108655224991332833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108655224991332833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/know-your-friendly-neighbourhood-south.html' title='Know your friendly neighbourhood south indian better - A primer for my esteemed Non South Indian '/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108646910666886553</id><published>2004-06-05T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T16:58:26.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>INspiration/Motivation</title><summary type='text'>My life has been pretty much a non self motivated existence. From whatever little I know about myself, I am 110% sure that I cannot be driven to do anything, maybe barring booze and smoke, by myself. This is a realization I had way back in 11th standard but never could accept, until a few days back.I guess I am a person best pushed into doing something, and if the interest clicks, excellent.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108646910666886553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108646910666886553' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108646910666886553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108646910666886553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/inspirationmotivation.html' title='INspiration/Motivation'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108637300099993726</id><published>2004-06-04T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:16:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormuzd the Handyman</title><summary type='text'>I guess my parents are saving a good deal of dough on handyman services. Almost through with my masters and all I can claim is being a reasonably good electrician, cable guy, mechanic, plumber, computer repairman etc. Of course, I guess this was what I have/had done for 4 years in my undergrad. So happy to see my saving some money for my folks :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108637300099993726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108637300099993726' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108637300099993726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108637300099993726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/hormuzd-handyman.html' title='Hormuzd the Handyman'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108632092169705708</id><published>2004-06-03T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T23:48:41.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayuthu Ezhuthu</title><summary type='text'>First saw the Brazil v/s Argentina South American Qualifier . Also the French Open has become more of an Argentine Open now. Nalbandian Kuerten, deserved to be a final match, and probably Kuerten should have got 5 sets, but excellent tennis anyways.I generally have prefered the Tamil versions of movies, more than the Hindi ones, except say Golmal, and some other movies of GoD Bachchan. But AE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108632092169705708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108632092169705708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108632092169705708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108632092169705708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/ayuthu-ezhuthu.html' title='Ayuthu Ezhuthu'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108629235810866981</id><published>2004-06-03T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:52:38.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T rajendar</title><summary type='text'>One person who my whole family ( Mom and Dad inclusive) thinks I look like. Sadly my friends too share this opinion.T Rajendar. The man, who made the crappiest of movies in his time, and now is making sure, his dear son Simbu, also follows his divine footsteps.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108629235810866981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108629235810866981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108629235810866981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108629235810866981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/t-rajendar.html' title='T rajendar'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108628170295072620</id><published>2004-06-03T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:55:02.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><summary type='text'>Too much of deja vu off late. I finished a book called Taj(story of the love of Shah Jehan and Mumtaz Mahal) by Timer Murari....and I read the same thing on Harish's blog. ..Here Just yesterday the same happened on God Ramanands blog.How or why - no idea</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108628170295072620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108628170295072620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108628170295072620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108628170295072620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108628113707986405</id><published>2004-06-03T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:29:22.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Applied Mechanics</title><summary type='text'>Rewind to first year second semester. The horror semester for most students. Applied Mechanics, Maths 2, Graphics, AppSci 2, Elements of Electronics Engineering.A neighbour wanted to clear some appmech doubts, and it was wonderful to solve those problems yet again. I guess appmech was one of the few papers where I could really manage some fireworks, else, my engineering career, has been anything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108628113707986405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108628113707986405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108628113707986405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108628113707986405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/applied-mechanics.html' title='Applied Mechanics'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108627982737880585</id><published>2004-06-03T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:23:47.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>Sitting at home, watching all the football, tennis, cricket, Hindi movies which I would have never ever seen ...People are doing stuff with their lives, achieving things in life. Guess it will take me my time to do things. Never been an achiever ever, and I guess never will be, if I use the forecasting techniques I have learnt over the past 9 months. Muthu's need is felt desperately, and life as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108627982737880585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108627982737880585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108627982737880585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108627982737880585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108623663312229168</id><published>2004-06-03T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T00:23:53.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><summary type='text'>First Chetan, now Nupur. She specifically asked all her 'friends' not to put the link of her blogspot on our sites. Well, so I am not . But if you are interested you can do to nupurdave[dot]blogspot[dot]com .Some other moron started blogging, now I forget who. Stochastics Volatility beckons, so later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108623663312229168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108623663312229168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108623663312229168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108623663312229168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108623417578578619</id><published>2004-06-02T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T23:42:55.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Dad turns 49 today. Was hoping that when he turns 50, I will be in a position of sheer independence more on the financial side :D, which from the looks of things, may not materialize. Anyways, life at home is back to normal, as in , how it was before I left. No need to mention the sordid details, but well, who cares anyways.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108623417578578619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108623417578578619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108623417578578619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108623417578578619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108616831021411204</id><published>2004-06-02T05:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T05:25:10.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Convergent Cinema</title><summary type='text'>Started reading this article on Convergent Cinema and realised later that God Ramanand has a post on the same article. Found one more link from his blog Good read.Considering I am trying to write a so called interesting movie script now, since i am totally out of work, and doing nothing back home. Talked to this documentary film maker Vishal Pandey, and asked him a few things about films, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108616831021411204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108616831021411204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616831021411204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616831021411204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/convergent-cinema.html' title='Convergent Cinema'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108616755683086170</id><published>2004-06-02T05:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T05:15:45.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangoes</title><summary type='text'>One of the best things about being back home is the mangoes.I remember my younger, lighter days, when my cousin Siddu and I used to climb the many mango trees back at Salem. There was this huge mango tree right in front of my grandfather's office, and there were times, when we even tried to climb on to the tree from the two storey offices terrace - which of course never worked since we were too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108616755683086170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108616755683086170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616755683086170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616755683086170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/mangoes.html' title='Mangoes'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108616648147630929</id><published>2004-06-02T04:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T04:54:41.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chetan </title><summary type='text'>Post dated 23rd May from my so called best friends blog.  CHETAN "Met Srini this weekend. Felt great, meeting him after 8 months. Hasn’t changed a bit...except of course the booze among other things :-). Still feels like the old days…sitting in his parking talking about anything under the sun. Saw Yuva with him and manan. Nice movie. I have a strange feeling these days…feel small. Never happened</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108616648147630929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108616648147630929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616648147630929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108616648147630929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/chetan.html' title='Chetan '/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108606376090958124</id><published>2004-06-01T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T00:22:40.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuva Again</title><summary type='text'>Interesting to see Yuva again this time at E-Square. Sad part - show to start at 8:20, but due to some stupid projector failure it started at 9 odd. Moreover with mom, pop and sid. Incidentally mom liked Kareena the most in the movie, which for me is very weird. Dad, anyways, was impatient, and was least interested in the movie. Sid of course, feels the Tamil version will obviously be better. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108606376090958124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108606376090958124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108606376090958124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108606376090958124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/06/yuva-again.html' title='Yuva Again'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108600519152309890</id><published>2004-05-31T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T08:09:31.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Movies</title><summary type='text'>Formula to get a girl in desi movies.Obvious standard formula to get a girl in desi cinema. Get some goons to molest her, or a fire, or some small accident, save her, and indebted for life, she gives u hers. So bottomline is desi cinema thrives on gratitude, where love is dependent on how intensely you save your young ladies life. Its really nice to know, its so easy to net a dainty damsel :PPP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108600519152309890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108600519152309890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108600519152309890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108600519152309890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/indian-movies.html' title='Indian Movies'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108567577877590862</id><published>2004-05-27T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T12:36:18.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Observations</title><summary type='text'>Life is going at a good pace now. After all, I am at home, so I guess things are moving in a different direction.A good badminton session with Satya helped. An even better Paneer Bhature Chole session with Siddu helped. Siddu, my cousin, is the college stud, and the object of many ladies affections. Even Pune hasnt spared him - coz an arbit girl asked him out for dinner, on the road, which of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108567577877590862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108567577877590862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108567577877590862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108567577877590862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/interesting-observations.html' title='Interesting Observations'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108558970801808107</id><published>2004-05-26T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T12:41:48.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More More More Crap</title><summary type='text'>Been a pleasant day, as always.Talked to a junior, and actually felt enlightened....Ah!!!A person I know supposedly misunderstood what I said/wrote...which is weird. Or maybe I didnt interpret it right. Who knows! Hate it when such things happen. And off late, I get more worked up. Damn, what happened to the days when all this was nothing but pure hogwash for me :( Nothing seems good. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108558970801808107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108558970801808107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108558970801808107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108558970801808107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/more-more-more-crap.html' title='More More More Crap'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108550379473476072</id><published>2004-05-25T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T12:49:54.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER ARBITRARY POST</title><summary type='text'>Its interesting to note how many friends I know, tell me stuff which they dont tell anyone else(supposedly). Of course, in higher probability these dudes will be shooting their mouths off to everyone they meet, and telling them the same things. But it has been pretty regular over the past 2 weeks, and definitely pretty often over the last one year. From what people know of me they should not be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108550379473476072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108550379473476072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108550379473476072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108550379473476072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/another-arbitrary-post.html' title='ANOTHER ARBITRARY POST'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108537210821523821</id><published>2004-05-23T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T00:15:08.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuva!</title><summary type='text'>Considering I am sitting  in India, my chilling binges are increasing by the day, much to the ire of my family.Saturday started off with a Misal binge at Nevale with Chet. After all, Nevale has been our hangout since std 12 I think. so its been almost 6 years of patriotic zeal which has kept us going to him for Misal. He is definitely not an epitome of hospitality, but who cares, when we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108537210821523821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108537210821523821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108537210821523821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108537210821523821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/yuva.html' title='Yuva!'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108519722021412744</id><published>2004-05-21T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T23:40:20.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing?</title><summary type='text'>Whole of 22 years, and no idea what to do! Where to go, how to be ! What the hell, life seems to be taking weird turns, and nothing seems to be necessarily for the good :P.A feeling most people have am sure. Anyways, what crap. Will meet Anis folks today. Hopefully chet and I can binge on misal, and a good movie, but again, he may have to spend time with his fmaily too. Need to catch a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108519722021412744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108519722021412744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108519722021412744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108519722021412744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What am I doing?'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108511080247070660</id><published>2004-05-20T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T23:40:02.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays S'k'edule</title><summary type='text'>Off to meet Banna today. Am sure that will be great. He is pretty happy I have not got the crappy accent. Will also meet Manya.Nike called up from Baroda, gr8 to here his voice. Also gotta meet Owl.One week has gone by without even me realising it. that really sux bigtime :(Have to make plans for the rest of the week. Gawd alone knows what I am gonna do :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108511080247070660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108511080247070660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108511080247070660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108511080247070660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/todays-skedule.html' title='Todays S&apos;k&apos;edule'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108506794278201052</id><published>2004-05-20T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T11:45:42.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More stuff</title><summary type='text'>Got my ears pierced today for one. Was of course pretty interesting. Rather mom suggested it as soon as I came here, so who am I to complain. Dad thinks I have gone nuts, but aint that always the case :DWent out today, ate at some of my regular hangouts. Only thing, was with mom, so couldnt do the regular babe checkout at those spots. Sadly my mom looks like my sister, so some of moms friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108506794278201052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108506794278201052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108506794278201052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108506794278201052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/more-stuff.html' title='More stuff'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108502618966335310</id><published>2004-05-19T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T00:09:49.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i upto.</title><summary type='text'>Back to old reading ways. Aint it fun. Finished a couple of nice books. Ender's Game  and Siddhartha . Definitely worth read books especially when you have absolutely nothing to do.Also been catching up on lost videos. Saw Ds and Ps wedding video. Was one of the most hilarious videos I have ever seen. Can never imagine myself going through such an ordeal. Also am watching Chixater's and R-Gops </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108502618966335310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108502618966335310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108502618966335310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108502618966335310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/what-am-i-upto.html' title='what am i upto.'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108498678603113407</id><published>2004-05-19T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T13:13:06.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too bored to post - coz written one other post already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108498678603113407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108498678603113407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108498678603113407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108498678603113407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/too-bored-to-post-coz-written-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108494439643727726</id><published>2004-05-19T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T01:26:36.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><summary type='text'>Firstly its so nice to be back home. Even if it is only for 3 weeks, I think it will be worth it. I can see that my grandmom, who was really not too good, is feeling so much better. It feels so nice that you mean SO MUCH to some one, but at the same time, the weight of responsibility is so high. I can see that the folks at my place have thoroughly missed me. Its very very emotional back home. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108494439643727726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108494439643727726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108494439643727726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108494439643727726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108485362109922256</id><published>2004-05-17T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T00:13:41.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad/Happy/Confused</title><summary type='text'>Its wonderful to be back home. I guess home is where the heart always is. Am surely going to make the most of the place before I leave. Sadly most of my closest friends aint here, which makes it a bit tough. But its so much fun to be with relatives. And I am so fortunate to have some amazing relatives, and of course, pampered brat that I am , I am getting a lot of attention. Will be off to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108485362109922256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108485362109922256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108485362109922256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108485362109922256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/sadhappyconfused.html' title='Sad/Happy/Confused'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108481380157693740</id><published>2004-05-17T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T23:51:48.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego Bashing</title><summary type='text'>Am in India now...Did some major ego bashing thing yesterday. Never did it before, did it for the first time - didnt exactly do a good job - ended up with humiliation, a bit of pain but a different feeling in the end..I think I am happy I did what I did, because sadly I would not have in normal circumstances. However what is weird is how something like this happened. Was talking to Chetan about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108481380157693740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108481380157693740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108481380157693740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108481380157693740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/ego-bashing.html' title='Ego Bashing'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108423646530847248</id><published>2004-05-10T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:47:45.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut</title><summary type='text'>Cut my hair, first time it was done since august 2003. Almost 9 months I guess. I know I look great, and make the ladies swoon, but this look will further enhance my bad boy image.Of course, some of my esteemed batchmates, think I look like a doodhwala - one person figured I look like a doodhwali.....Interesting observations I must say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108423646530847248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108423646530847248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108423646530847248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108423646530847248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108410222817198968</id><published>2004-05-09T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T07:34:51.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading about TROy in Time mag. Only people who come to mind now are, two of the smartest people I know( of course, relative to me, everyone is just too intelligent.) Manish "Xanthus was struck Dumb "Mahajan ( very close friend, in frustration, and in ROCK and JEE ) and Hirakh the Maverick Parikh. My god, were they good @ Greek mytho trivia......!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108410222817198968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108410222817198968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108410222817198968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108410222817198968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/reading-about-troy-in-time-mag.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108410121285343245</id><published>2004-05-09T07:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T07:17:56.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drunk beyond repair.realised some people are too gullible and too nice. and also realised i am a piece of shit. not slept for a while even after drunk, Got to know a gr8 single frnd of mine is not soo single. Ms. Shubhagini his interest nowadays. Now am i stupid, or am i repulsive......but yea, some girls are just too naive, stupid, in the good sense, and Me is more than drunk......but feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108410121285343245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108410121285343245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108410121285343245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108410121285343245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/drunk-beyond-repair.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108397624207093991</id><published>2004-05-07T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T20:35:03.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boredom - My god am I bored. Generally a hopeless feeling of nothing working out right. Coupled with absolute joblessness, absolute irritation, no enthusiasm to do anything as such, i feel I am being sucked into one weird whirlpool of further crap</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108397624207093991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108397624207093991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108397624207093991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108397624207093991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/boredom-my-god-am-i-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108364856917481140</id><published>2004-05-04T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T01:33:24.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthday was on May 2nd. But had exams today, so went home finally after almost a week. My poor roomies had bought me an eggless cake( Dont eat eggs), with Happy birthday Rahul, and OBX(Obelinux) written on it. Now this was very very touching for me, since as such, I never used to celebrate birthdays and was never interested. But these poor blokes did this for me, after all the crap and shit I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108364856917481140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108364856917481140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108364856917481140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108364856917481140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/birthday-was-on-may-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108360125697534402</id><published>2004-05-03T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T01:30:15.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not intended to be some soft porn or crap. Just a photo of a  mom daughter pair I really like. Tanuja, Kajol and Rani Mukherjee are probably the most beautiful women I have seen till date. Of course someone I know also looks similar to Rani Mukherjee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108360125697534402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108360125697534402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108360125697534402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108360125697534402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/not-intended-to-be-some-soft-porn-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108356769673369282</id><published>2004-05-03T03:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T03:05:49.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7 hours for an exam. Yet a mail from a very close friend makes me write this post.In college, I never had a GROUP as such. Formally was never in a group. Identified with most people in college, never with the fairer sex, because of my highly obnoxious, and "free speech" ways. But yes, had a strong footing in the department group, in the ExTC(Loyola Vincents - Viciboy(from fergie) dsa, gunthi, -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108356769673369282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108356769673369282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108356769673369282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108356769673369282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/7-hours-for-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108355920499698667</id><published>2004-05-03T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T00:44:19.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>Why am I soft in the middleThe rest of my life is so hardYou can call me Al/Paul Simon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108355920499698667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108355920499698667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108355920499698667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108355920499698667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108354091053839593</id><published>2004-05-02T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T19:43:10.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird trivia - Margaretha MacLeod-Zelle a.k.a Mata Hari's second child was born on the 2nd of May !! Aint I the king of weird trivia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108354091053839593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108354091053839593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108354091053839593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108354091053839593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/weird-trivia-margaretha-macleod-zelle.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108353899511675409</id><published>2004-05-02T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T19:07:30.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am thoroughly missing the good ole days, preparing for IIT JEE, in my 11th, 12th, when the tags of 'stud' etc etc existed. However it was never an ego boosting exercise, and for me, was something which i thoroughly enjoyed. Sitting in the library, staring outside the window, the gloomy day reminds me of home, where snuggled in a blanket, with your girlfriend or cat or dog, you are sipping on some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108353899511675409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108353899511675409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108353899511675409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108353899511675409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/am-thoroughly-missing-good-ole-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108353631267838636</id><published>2004-05-02T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:22:58.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lara got  this  , for his birthday. Good for him, and the West Indies. But what do I get? :(( :(( :((.....Life is unfair muhahaahaaa.LinktoComments('135')Comment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108353631267838636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108353631267838636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108353631267838636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108353631267838636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/lara-got-this-for-his-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108351125607168124</id><published>2004-05-02T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T19:42:45.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kya karoon ram mai to budha ho gaya - Kids and Juniors, generally doing much more than what I have ever done. Kya fight hai yaar life mei. ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108351125607168124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108351125607168124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108351125607168124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108351125607168124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/kya-karoon-ram-mai-to-budha-ho-gaya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108343560336915252</id><published>2004-05-01T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T14:33:14.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celibacy - Something to think about.Also would appreciate peoples views on this article.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108343560336915252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108343560336915252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108343560336915252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108343560336915252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/celibacy-something-to-think-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108343392247809395</id><published>2004-05-01T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:21:11.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good birthday party at Roti's place yesterday. People who know me will, by now obviously know what Good means. Anyways, it was some good fun, with 20 odd people turning up, and roti getting nothing but birthday bumps. Sadly we couldnt ganndh(dirty) machao as we had done to Ani, or our neighbour. Party ended by 2 I guess, then bhow bhow, ujjwal and talwar were headed home, I was planning to head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108343392247809395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108343392247809395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108343392247809395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108343392247809395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/05/good-birthday-party-at-rotis-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108337514254154066</id><published>2004-04-30T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:57:40.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking a cue from a friend. Trying to key down, some of the most gorgeous women I have seen.1) Rani  Mukherjee - Kajol - Tanuja -Sharmila Tagore. ( USP - eyes eyes and only eyes)1.5) How can I forget Nandita Das ( interestingly also Bong)2) Madhubala ( any day any time )3) Nargis ( Chori Chori)3.5) Madhuri - Dil To Pagal Hai - Old Wine.4) Preity Zinta ( Kal Ho na Ho)5) Rosamund Pike ( Die</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108337514254154066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108337514254154066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108337514254154066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108337514254154066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/04/taking-cue-from-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108337079184292447</id><published>2004-04-30T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T20:35:48.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awkward feeling - need to cry . Not for myself - for someone else.  Has happened many times before. Weird life it is man, really weird. Damn!!!Also was discussing with Ujjwal about death in general . Lots of weird discussions happening off late. Devils mind after all. Need some time on my own, Need some time all alone....blatanlty filched from you know who, and which song :D.Idyllic living is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108337079184292447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108337079184292447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108337079184292447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108337079184292447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/04/awkward-feeling-need-to-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108336899241034769</id><published>2004-04-30T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T14:02:26.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After my 12th, my friend Parimal, said " Nice guys end up last" . Not saying I am a nice guy, but I do know bad things happen to good people, and I have known for long somethings happening. But again its a question of character building.  Though I am agnostic, physics will make sure, good things will happen again - to nice people. - Obviously I am not talking about myself. This person is honestly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108336899241034769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108336899241034769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336899241034769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336899241034769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/04/after-my-12th-my-friend-parimal-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108336586200725881</id><published>2004-04-30T18:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T19:06:17.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good friend Ujjwal from NCSU, will start blogging  here . A guy who doesnt need a character certi, since he is one of the nicest guys @ NCSU. Of course, he is as lazy as he is nice though.His main reason for blogging is the availability of time, close to 24 hours a day, plus a failed relationship on the virtuo-realo front, leading to a quasi metaphysical change in his already contorted neural </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108336586200725881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108336586200725881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336586200725881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336586200725881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/04/good-friend-ujjwal-from-ncsu-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621936.post-108336357172858631</id><published>2004-04-30T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T19:02:43.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it that she doesnt talk to me? Why is she ignoring me? Why is she acting so strange? She acts as if she is busy, but how can she have any work? Wasnt it just a little while ago, she talked to me, as if i was the one! Now why is she avoiding me? I think she has a very special place in my heart, rather she has done it in a very short period of time. I somehow find her company blissful, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/108336357172858631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3621936&amp;postID=108336357172858631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336357172858631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621936/posts/default/108336357172858631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srinivasrahul.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-is-it-that-she-doesnt-talk-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17454319021774307140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
