<?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-23795080</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:26:20.051+05:30</updated><category term='43 things'/><category term='web 2.0'/><category term='organising'/><title type='text'>24 hours...</title><subtitle type='html'>an endless struggle against those 24 hours..everyday..every minute..every second..tryin to organise life..priortise activities...new plans, new strategies every single mornin... the best part of this whole thing being  "it jus never works"..!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-9069785055709745372</id><published>2010-04-02T09:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:33:31.844+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Karma Republic it is !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7Vshy43G7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EN7WclgUG2k/s1600/Final_Logo_v12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7Vshy43G7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EN7WclgUG2k/s400/Final_Logo_v12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455385851480972210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, ive been quite irregular at blogging. Last post was on Jan 20, 2010 !! whooaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite busy working on Karma Republic - my t-shirt brand that i plan to launch this summer. Thanks to dad, i finally have an office space too !! :) Dad allowed me to take his front office space , a little cabin with an attached kitchen :p !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying out civil engineering / software engg. @ Infosys / Business Development Manager for EduCorp (MBA Test prep. Training institute in chd.) / Ditto for Bulls Eye (Leaders in MBA Test prep. Training institute in North India) / Client servicing @ Makanis (ad agency in mumbai)...to Freelance Graphic designer....i've now finally found what i want to do :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combining the urge for social activism with some creativity and entrepreneurial instincts...came Karma Republic (Thnx to Dr. Gaurav Chabbra for suggesting such an apt name :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, when its your own baby, you give all you got !! So, for the past few months, since ive got my office..i try my best to reach the office by max. 9 am..(something that i hated to do while i was at Infosys-mysore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i guess, most of my posts are going to be related to Karma Republic only, as thats what i sleep/eat/dream about :) .It does feel wonderful indeed, that after 3 years of passing out from college and trying to explore what i really wanted to do and not just blindly get into what the campus placement jobs offered me, ive found what im passionate for !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-9069785055709745372?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9069785055709745372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=9069785055709745372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9069785055709745372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9069785055709745372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2010/04/karma-republic-it-is.html' title='Karma Republic it is !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7Vshy43G7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EN7WclgUG2k/s72-c/Final_Logo_v12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-7996421786841325176</id><published>2010-01-20T22:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:33:35.338+05:30</updated><title type='text'>returing to blogosphere wid mixed emotions !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S1c0QU-MQnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xpG1hBVyGSg/s1600-h/who-cares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S1c0QU-MQnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xpG1hBVyGSg/s400/who-cares.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428865330930532978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........cong. govt in maharashtra does a shiv sena act, by making Reading/Writing/Speaking marathi a must for the taxi drivers...a student commits suicide in AP over Telangana issue...moonstar tells me about BT Cotton, chemical'ized brinjals...doc gives me a docu. film on Plachimada struggle against Coke.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...do we care about all this...wat do WE, the youth of this nation, have to do with all these 'social' ailments...we're onli concerned about the B-schools, the salary packages, international placements, more of hard rock cafes, better alcohol brands and more of reality shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets leave all dis...'social work' to d ngos and the changemakers...!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....why do a few outta us have to give the whole of their time to make things better for all of us...why dont all of us collectively put in a small portion of our time &amp; resources for something that's gonna benefit all of us back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we dont care enough...maybe we arent dat far-sighted enough...maybe we just dont have enough time...maybe its not dat coool a thing to do!!...maybe we think it wont make any difference........&lt;br /&gt;.......maybe we just wanna sleep...! coz dats wat we're best at !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-7996421786841325176?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7996421786841325176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=7996421786841325176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7996421786841325176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7996421786841325176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/returing-to-blogosphere-wid-mixed.html' title='returing to blogosphere wid mixed emotions !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S1c0QU-MQnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xpG1hBVyGSg/s72-c/who-cares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-5695040705911459954</id><published>2008-11-24T01:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:12:50.072+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Apotheosis 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SSmwqNBylgI/AAAAAAAAADA/h6P0dnf_fs4/s1600-h/aPOTHEOSIS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SSmwqNBylgI/AAAAAAAAADA/h6P0dnf_fs4/s400/aPOTHEOSIS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271939077912040962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope !! its not d name of some college fest !!!! its abt me...n my endless journey towards self development...bt dis time d game is nt jus abt development...its about reachin d zenith of development...d apex of perfection !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;pl.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;b&gt;a·poth·e·o·ses&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="pron" onmouseover="return m_over('Click for pronunciation key')" onmouseout="m_out()" onclick="pron_key()"&gt;(-s&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;z&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/lprime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt; Exaltation to divine rank or stature; deification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt; Elevation to a preeminent or transcendent position; glorification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time...im not gnna make those casual new year resolutions n jus sincerely forget all of dem one by one, as d first few weeks of 09 pass by !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apotheosis for me is a project ! n obviously, i'm gnna run it like one !!! d Targets will be set...Milestones laid out...Timelines defined...n obviously Strategies put up !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is goin to b d initial test/demo/beta run of the project ! any lags/faults/discrepancies would be sorted in d last week of dec 08 itself !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lived enough acc. to d theory of 'wat today is goin to offer me'..or 'take life as it comes' ideology ! now, d onli option left is to Plan...Implement..Execute n Reap !! cz i knw fr sure...dat im gnna reach d top !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D goat knws its fate lies at d top of d peak onli....i guess onli d path was missin...so m gnna lay dwn d bitumen road rite to d top ! SOLID CONCRETE path !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" 2009 here i come ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5695040705911459954?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5695040705911459954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5695040705911459954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5695040705911459954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5695040705911459954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2008/11/apotheosis-2009.html' title='Apotheosis 2009'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SSmwqNBylgI/AAAAAAAAADA/h6P0dnf_fs4/s72-c/aPOTHEOSIS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-8575039896831882735</id><published>2008-11-13T10:31:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:12:08.827+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gurupurab - Celebrate a new 'you'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRu9es-rv9I/AAAAAAAAACw/bsyr3IW1voQ/s1600-h/Guru_Nanak_Dev_Ji_2943592345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268012524307726290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRu9es-rv9I/AAAAAAAAACw/bsyr3IW1voQ/s400/Guru_Nanak_Dev_Ji_2943592345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guru Nanak Dev ji's Gurupurab has always been a day of great celebrations !! Indeed, celebrations of the birthday of the founder guru of Sikhism, is one of those festive times....Right from childhood, i remember, dad tellin me its a day of great importance as well as joy...so we need to wake up early in the morning, get all ready n dressed up in the nicest of our clothes and den go to the gurudwara to pay our oblations to d almighty...apart frm wishing Guru Nanak dev ji - Happy birthday !!! hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as i grew up learning more n more about the man who founded our religion, not with an aim to establish one...i started to respect my religion, my culture more...Guru Nanak Dev ji had always preached how to live a better and just life without causing harm to anyone else...it was all about finding that perfect way of living....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At age seven, his father, Mehta Kalu, enrolled him at the village school as per the norm.Notable lore recounts that as a child Nanak astonished his teacher by describing the implicit symbolism of the first letter of the alphabet, which is an almost straight stroke in Persian or Arabic, resembling the mathematical version of one, as denoting the unity or oneness of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, ironically, basic principles that he preached of Honesty, Equality and not following rituals n superstitions blindly are long forgotten today, when we're busy celebrating his (approx.) 539th birthday.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being so caught up, in the mechanical way of performing our religious duties and studying our holy books, we've forgotten the basic principles, Guru Nanak Dev ji had enlightened our ancestors about... being honest...being impartial...being equal in our relations with people of other cast/creed n color... being unselfish...n all those... Today we do read or listen to the recitations of the same scriptures Baba Nanak had written during his journeys to lands far n away...but like a parrot, we just repeat the recitations again and again, with only a few living acc. to the teachings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still treat our servants like a servant...we still bargain with a poor vegetable seller for 2-3 rupees....we still dump our wasted food/stale fruits n vegetables to our housemaids and consider it as an act of great generosity by ourselves...we still try n make a fool out of the less educated to get our things done, at the cheapest price...We still have riots of religion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still spend magnanimous amounts of money on building newer and bigger temples to establish supremacy over the ones belonging to other religions..we still give away our honesty and integrity for some meagre wordly pleasures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we being honest to ourselves in celebrating the birthdays of such saintly figures ?...do we think we deserve the right to do so ? ....Do these mere celebrations or performance of certain rituals, cover up for all the bad deeds committed during rest of the year...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, certainly, dont think so...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the celebrations by celebrating a new phase in our lives...celebrating a new inner self that follows the path preached by our gurus...!..that follows the -path of being a better human being....the path of being a better person !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introspect ! Realize ! Evolve !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Gurupurab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Be honest to your inner self...You'll be honest to the world"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-8575039896831882735?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8575039896831882735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=8575039896831882735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8575039896831882735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8575039896831882735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2008/11/gurupurab-celebrate-new-you.html' title='Gurupurab - Celebrate a new &apos;you&apos;'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRu9es-rv9I/AAAAAAAAACw/bsyr3IW1voQ/s72-c/Guru_Nanak_Dev_Ji_2943592345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-7090174349779335898</id><published>2008-11-12T23:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:29:12.707+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Process of Transition !</title><content type='html'>i guess dis is realli an accurate pictorial respresentation of wat we all go thru...in our transitional phases..whether it be our career, our jobs, our relationships...or any major decision making situations.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see whr r u rite nw ?? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRsY7MPJCiI/AAAAAAAAACo/HP5sJ7Yv3-4/s1600-h/Process-of-transition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRsY7MPJCiI/AAAAAAAAACo/HP5sJ7Yv3-4/s400/Process-of-transition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267831594316007970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Been there...done that..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-7090174349779335898?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7090174349779335898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=7090174349779335898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7090174349779335898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7090174349779335898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2008/11/process-of-transition.html' title='The Process of Transition !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/SRsY7MPJCiI/AAAAAAAAACo/HP5sJ7Yv3-4/s72-c/Process-of-transition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-5068592464853587838</id><published>2007-12-25T00:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:13:27.626+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tasting Failure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ah...bck in blogosphere aftr so long..yea...nw i onli come bck, wen its an extreme case of emotions :p !! ha..u can easily guess it frm my earlier posts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..nthin much...jus hv tasted failures...failures..n more failures in d past few weeks...or months..so jus wantd to share, hw it tastes like...so dat, maybe u can cook urself a better life...n nt mess it all up as i've been doing till nw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u hv all d things fresh n raw...all ingredients 'ready to cook' for a perfect life...u still r thinkin...'gosh...there's somethin missin'...so its time, fr some experimentation !! ha...dere u go...one lead by another..failure n failure n d whole castle of ur dreams...made of deck of cards, comes dwn, jus by a lil' wind of experimentation! 'u askd fr it ! nw pay!!'..isnt dis hw its always supposed to be...it is na !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failure isnt dat bitter either...u gt to learn so much frm dem...so its jus like 'boiled rice'...ha..wen u frgt to put salt in dem, while cookin...yea, i did dat tday :p  ...so u dn like d taste fr sure, bt u dont strongly  hate it or leave it either...coz u knw, its imp to satisfy ur hunger (fr learning) !!&lt;br /&gt;failure in career, failure in relationships, failure in family, failure in everythin around...doesnt hurt u dat much...as failure in understanding / failure due to underestimating ur ownself...n failure due to cheatin on ur own self does !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tasted it all i guess....guess, its holiday time nw ! so, time fr some change...time fr a new 'pReeT' !! time fr a new me...a 'me' dat 'i' love(s)...a 'me' dat 'i' have(has) always wanted !..after all, u always gt in life, if ur desire is really strong  !! .....n it is always a "happy ending" in d end...bollywood eshhtyle :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".....warna...picture abhi baaki hai dost :) :)   .........."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5068592464853587838?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5068592464853587838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5068592464853587838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5068592464853587838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5068592464853587838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/12/tasting-failure.html' title='tasting Failure...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-3322405087499610719</id><published>2007-12-12T21:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:42:30.304+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to go against the tide !!! time to build a path...not follow the old one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is it........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-3322405087499610719?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/3322405087499610719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=3322405087499610719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/3322405087499610719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/3322405087499610719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/12/renaissance.html' title='Renaissance'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-5688503280993793987</id><published>2007-10-28T13:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:42:28.137+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I dreamt a dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7VtS1ZijCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/04RVsNKPqE0/s1600/revolution_fist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7VtS1ZijCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/04RVsNKPqE0/s200/revolution_fist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455386693968497698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a subtle mock aimed at the youth of our nation...who talk talk talk about the problems that exist..about the easy solutions that aren't just thought of !..but when it comes to action..when it comes to work with ground realities...they prefer to step back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I dreamt a dream&lt;br /&gt;of initiating a Change&lt;br /&gt;to be like Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;fighting Injustice’s rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey would be tough&lt;br /&gt;that I wanted to make&lt;br /&gt;Self denial and Sacrifice needed&lt;br /&gt;to get the Nation awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Thought process is only&lt;br /&gt;that I could Initiate&lt;br /&gt;Courage and Confidence&lt;br /&gt;i failed to Substantiate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criticise and complain&lt;br /&gt;I did all day long&lt;br /&gt;to Overlook my actions&lt;br /&gt;point out what others did wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough excuses&lt;br /&gt;to content my soul&lt;br /&gt;never began on the journey&lt;br /&gt;just kept Boasting about my goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the youth of INDIA&lt;br /&gt;I, the nation’s Future Leader&lt;br /&gt;I Crib, Criticise, Complain all the time&lt;br /&gt;just a Hollow, flamboyant speaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without efforts, we dream so big&lt;br /&gt;sounds quite inapt and strange&lt;br /&gt;the Dream would remain a dream&lt;br /&gt;of Initiating a Change&lt;br /&gt;the Dream would remain a dream&lt;br /&gt;of Initiating a Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- preet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Connect...Discuss...and Initiate....Don wait for a revolution to come on its own"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5688503280993793987?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5688503280993793987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5688503280993793987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5688503280993793987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5688503280993793987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dreamt-dream.html' title='I dreamt a dream...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R780wBOSn0U/S7VtS1ZijCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/04RVsNKPqE0/s72-c/revolution_fist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-3973329989599672552</id><published>2007-10-15T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:07:57.361+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i can feel d 'inner smile'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/52/65/22836552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="153" alt="" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/52/65/22836552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so so so..hw've u been ! i'm kinda happy today :) reason ?! do u really need one !~maybe its just that..i'm gettin used to d fact that i've to stay for more time at infosys..n also as raghav says, i cud find "opportunity in diversity" ! so what if its an IT firm..and i hate coding! i cud still find somethin out !!&lt;br /&gt;Already had a talk wid the HR ppl here...n i'm all set to start my Yuva Forum here too,in the mysore campus... !!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, from today onwards, i've started 'tryin' to implement, the time management techniques!well...i almost did all dat i'd thought of doin tday !!...n dat really makes me a lot morehappy and content !!!&lt;br /&gt;n esp. for my unknown friends like kenysha , i jus wanna tell dem, dat my low times are nthin butrandom mood swings..so need not wrry dude !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm here to rock d wrld !!! wont leave so sooon ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm gonna rock u soon! doesnt make sense..still keep waitin :)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-3973329989599672552?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/3973329989599672552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=3973329989599672552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/3973329989599672552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/3973329989599672552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-can-feel-d-inner-smile.html' title='i can feel d &apos;inner smile&apos;'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-211370291195157980</id><published>2007-10-08T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:30:47.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random mOOOd sWinGs !~!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/dholi-719585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/dholi-719578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus another one of dose random moooood swings !! n i so hate dem !!!!! y y y !? i never used to hv dem earlier! is it jus a part of growin up...if it is, i dn wanna grow up !!! i dn want dis kinda life !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt is dere any use cribbin abt it !! i jus gtta gt used to it !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in infy...at present...do coding all day..listen to lectures...den jus change n run to d gym..come bck..study more codin...den sleep bck! dis is nt d kinda life i want !!! bt do u gt wateva u ever desire fr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt den again..is money d onli factor dats keepin me here !! i myself dn knw...n dats basically d whole prob wid me..i never knw anythin abt my ownself!! n dat jus pisses me offf !! badly !!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT is definitely nt fr me...i wanna go bck into music..gt serious abt it ! go bck to d same old routine of gttin up at 6 n goin fr d vocal classes...singin d 'sur's' all d time...wasnt dat easy..bt still, made me content !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i guess..dats more imp in life ! being happy d way u're livin...isnt abt hw ur living , always !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" earn money fr life...bt dn spend d whole life fr money...though...i've jus begun..god bless me!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-211370291195157980?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/211370291195157980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=211370291195157980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/211370291195157980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/211370291195157980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-moood-swings.html' title='Random mOOOd sWinGs !~!!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-5561547406151175043</id><published>2007-09-17T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:54:00.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'>feeliiiin HIGH !!!!!!!!!!    :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/pastormarkjump-780281-703589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/pastormarkjump-780281-703587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm jus feelin so goood...yeaa !! finally d mOOd swings take a positive change !!!! n i'm on a rolll !!! yuhuuuu....danced almost fr an hour last nite...on wateva song, dat was comin on d tv !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe its d weather...d ppl...d life...d music...or its mE :p !! dn knw...n who wants to knw...i jus knw i'm happi :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i wish, dis feelin stays fr sometime...doesnt sink in too early !!! wat do u think !!??!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets rock on !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; life..live it high"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5561547406151175043?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5561547406151175043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5561547406151175043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5561547406151175043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5561547406151175043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeliiiin-high.html' title='feeliiiin HIGH !!!!!!!!!!    :)'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-2358365984754516562</id><published>2007-09-09T12:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:38:11.447+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Infy Mysore Rocks !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/infosys-pool-mysore-kishoreandpreethi-flickr-796055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/infosys-pool-mysore-kishoreandpreethi-flickr-796053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally...i'm pretty much satisfied that my decision to join Infosys Mysore DC wasn't a mistake at all !!! thoroughly enjoyin it all...i guess, it couldn't hvae been better !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;though, initially, in d flight, d thought of being almost alone all d time...no friends..nthin!! was a bit creepy !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt den...as soon as u land here....a whole gang of mumbaiya friends..shoutin "oye preeeettt'aaa" 24*7.....many of d other colleagues recognizin u...passin on smiles to u....d amazin weather...most improtantly, d beautiful campus !!!! Mysore Campus is jus awesome !!!! beautiful buildings...amazin architecture...greenery well maintained...loads n loads of facilities...gym..music room...swimmin pool..sports..rock climbing..wt nt !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jus feelin a bit nostalgic...dn knw...bt yeh, my mOOd swings r on a high dese days !!! dn knw...wats in d air !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, d gym is on a roll...a very gud trainer...awesome equipment !! jus love it..sweatin it out in d gym, as soon as i gt free frm wrk !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n wat else....bloggin aftr a looooooong time !! so yeh, d whole feelin...d spontaniety is missin !! yeh...big time !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt dn wrry...i'll be more regular frm nw  on (hw many times, i've said dat :p) !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dis time i will ( isaid dis too :p) !!! hahaha.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao..n i'll keep u updated abt my trainin...n ofcourse..my life :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;misss u alllllllllllllllllllll !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i walk a lonely road, d only one that i have ever known"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-2358365984754516562?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/2358365984754516562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=2358365984754516562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/2358365984754516562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/2358365984754516562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/09/infy-mysore-rocks.html' title='Infy Mysore Rocks !!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-4735539839916257059</id><published>2007-08-01T00:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:13:10.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Still d same....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://unitedcats.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/depression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="416" alt="" src="http://unitedcats.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/depression.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha..strange!! bt last time..i blogged on 10th July...i was feeling d same...as i am today !!!!!!! who says Life doesnt move in circles...sometimes big ones...sometimes jus very small ones too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"things dont change dat easily...do dey ?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-4735539839916257059?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/4735539839916257059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=4735539839916257059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/4735539839916257059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/4735539839916257059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/08/still-d-same.html' title='Still d same....'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-9034560496516347457</id><published>2007-07-10T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:17:54.891+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just a bit LOW !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs11/300W/i/2006/175/0/1/Casting_Such_A_Thin_Shadow_by_depressed_tear_drop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs11/300W/i/2006/175/0/1/Casting_Such_A_Thin_Shadow_by_depressed_tear_drop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don knw...but dis strange feelin is jus creepin onto me..more n more....!! strange ..strange ...n strange !! i don like it !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"low....a subtle but complex form of depression..who says??...jus me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-9034560496516347457?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9034560496516347457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=9034560496516347457' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9034560496516347457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9034560496516347457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-bit-low.html' title='Just a bit LOW !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-7135401744207014013</id><published>2007-07-09T23:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:02:47.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inspired !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bsimple.com/Inspiration.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bsimple.com/Inspiration.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though life doesnt seem to be on a HIGH dese days..still !! sometimes u jus feel so gud wen somethin that u jus come across incidentally, happens to Inspire u so much !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so be it the guitar strummin dat i got to hear, wen Alex played on his guitar tday..be it the OM theory abt healin internal &amp;amp; external pains, Navjot shared wid me tday...be it d random guy at d gym!...everywhr i mean !! u jus look around...n u jus see so much of talent..so much of skill...dat jus Inspires like anythin !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailash kher's (d guy who sang "allah ke bande") new song 'saiyaan' is jus too amazin...everytime i hear it, its like...i wanna gt into music....inspires like anythin...to do riyaaz all day n nite !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt den...things around u INSPIRE...n dats exactly whr dey end too...INSPIRE !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat i'll do is basically wat i gtta decide...my actions r gnna be decided by d one inside me..not around me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so..realli need dat much wisdom..to judge wat to gt inspired frm...n frm wat nt ! coz sometimes, d inspiration can jus be some kinda attraction..dat wud make me end up wid nothin except..some wastage of time !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wisdom...anyone wanna inspire me fr dat!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-7135401744207014013?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7135401744207014013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=7135401744207014013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7135401744207014013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/7135401744207014013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/07/inspired.html' title='Inspired !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-1693028521588253724</id><published>2007-07-07T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:48:41.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'>wHaT !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/not-clear-751977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/not-clear-751975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nthin....gt nthin to say...feelin quite strange..jus came to write dis bcoz u care to read all dis!! yea U !! i'm talkin to u onli !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been feelin quite strange of lately!! dn knw y! again..i guess its d phase, where i feel like my Life is jus nt goin anywhr...bt all gttin messed uP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i call dis phase as d one for "Reorganising my Life" !! man...heavy terms...i knw! bt i love perfection...which i wudnt gt ever...so dat makes me love it even more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d gym diet isnt being taken care of! hvnt practised salsa at home ever! being regular in practisin guitar is jus equal to flyin abve d clouds fr me! n frm next week, d We Volunteer wrk pressure is jus gnna increase onli!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna be rich....i wanna make music...i wanna sing...i wanna hv a gud physique..i was be a responsible figure..i wanna initiate Change in the society...i wanna do so much !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waitin fr d moment...wen it won't be "i wanna...." anymore...bt "i am...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"waitin...wud dat help?! gtta start off!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-1693028521588253724?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1693028521588253724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=1693028521588253724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/1693028521588253724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/1693028521588253724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/07/what.html' title='wHaT !!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-5529658304112549159</id><published>2007-07-07T00:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:33:05.921+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Something's MISSING ..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/missing-715828.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/missing-715826.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...Somethin's been missin in my life..of lately ! I always gt dis feelin aftr every 2-3 months...life starts to get monotonous! n i HATE dat feelin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jus can be d same always..i mean...i need some change in d way i live, aftr sometime....no new haircuts...no new clothes...hmmm...well gt a new Nokia 6300 lately, bt yeh, dat didnt satsify me i gues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess...dis time its much more dan d materialistic stuff...its somethin to do wid me !! d way me livin my life !! d way meutilising my time...i mean i'm tryin to handle so much - We Volunteer, Yuva Parliament, Gym, Salsa, Guitar, Mom's shop...but still "Somethin's" MISSING !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please if you find dat SOMETHIN do let me knw !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Not lost, still MISSING"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5529658304112549159?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5529658304112549159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5529658304112549159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5529658304112549159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5529658304112549159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/07/somethings-missing.html' title='Something&apos;s MISSING ..........'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-5070658083953411201</id><published>2007-05-29T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:39:54.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'Entangled' ..u gt d key !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.opusforum.dk/galleri/albums/userpics/entangled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://www.opusforum.dk/galleri/albums/userpics/entangled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...introspectin upon my daily chores...esp. d decision making processes...d critical conditions where its either black or white...d difficult times wen it jus becomes too too easy to quit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;introspectin..introspectin..i realize..dat hw much ever 'entangled' we gt into d complications of our work..d key..d solution often lies with us onli...esp, durin my wrkin n managin of We Volunteer, i realised, dat fr every thing u wanna judge, d number of pro's n con's r jus d same...its abt wat u wanna choose....d empty half of d glass or d full one !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n to no surprise, 90% wud go fr d empty one...dat makes dem more comfortable to crib about..to find faults in..&amp;amp; to bitch abt..coz den dats all dey gtta do !! nthin else !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime, u want to take a decision...it depends on wat u want !! its never abt wat u can do..bt its al abt wat u wanna do !!! coz wen u find a 1000 reasons nt to follow d path u wanna take, u'll find another 1000 y u shud stick to dat path onli !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so guess....its nthin bt jus weavin a web...depends how much u wanna weave to gt ur kill...or hw much u wanna weave jus fr d sake of it !!..wont make muc sense to u...lol..i knw !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt again...steer it as u want...nt as d road goes..d road will be laid dwn on its own! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"for d one who weaves d web, its nt a maze to be entangled in!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5070658083953411201?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5070658083953411201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5070658083953411201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5070658083953411201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5070658083953411201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/05/entangled-u-gt-d-key.html' title='&apos;Entangled&apos; ..u gt d key !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-4696012682447094084</id><published>2007-05-27T22:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:41:38.713+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='43 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organising'/><title type='text'>So many things i wanna do !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/43-things-767894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/43-things-767889.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;well...its not recent that i gt bit by d whole web bug !! but yeh, web 2.0 jus doesnt seem to end amazin me all d time...!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u knw me well..or u've been readin my blog regularly (hw come, wen i dont write regularly :p)...u knw dat i'm always into jus any n all activities...i wanna play guitar n i also wanna gym..i wanna learn dutch n i also wanna do flash! i wanna make movies n i also wanna be an entreprenuer..i wanna learn programmin n i also wanna travel..i wanna wanna wanna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus so much i 'wanna' do !! d list never seems to end ! n i guess dats wid everyone ! rite ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well..jus surfin thru, in d evenin tday..came across something dat may help me in organisin myself a bit !! yeah, a bit !! coz doin wat i've been tryin to do, since d time i realised i've grown up!, wouldnt be simple enough !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;43 things.com&lt;/span&gt;...well dis web 2.0 site is a gr8 thing...it jus lets u put up max of 43 things u wud wanna do ! n den blog abt it..post entries..ppl can comment on dem ! u can also find others who share d same "to do things" as yours...like i found 848 others who also wanted to learn flash :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess, dis new thing wud make my tedious task of organisin activites a bit more simpler n jazzier :) i mean its kinda fun onli :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ..jus check it out while i sort my 'things' out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visit : &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/person/preetarjun"&gt;http://www.43things.com/person/preetarjun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy thing'&lt;/strong&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-4696012682447094084?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/4696012682447094084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=4696012682447094084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/4696012682447094084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/4696012682447094084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-many-things-i-wanna-do.html' title='So many things i wanna do !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-8853180482134376471</id><published>2007-05-23T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:30:22.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i walk a lonely road..d onli one i' have ever known !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files.myopera.com/indian_soil/blog/walking_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://files.myopera.com/indian_soil/blog/walking_alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nt jus singin away d 'boulevard of broken dreams' by greenday playin in my winamp...bt somethin dat jus used to haunt me every now n den...bt no more now !~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz nw its jus a part of wat i call "my life" ! still skeptical as to whether i jus blog it out or nt..bt den wats d harm! i knw PSV..its jus U who's gnna be readin it :) so wats d harm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dn knw...bt dere's jus been so much of loneliness since i started growin up..coz dat time i realized u call dis lOneLineSS..i loved it..i hate'd it...i enjoyed it...i cursed it...i ran away from it...i wished for it...i wanted it badly at times...but den didnt want it to be bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess jus cudnt differentiate between privacy n loneliness....sometimes bcame an open book...but den expected the same frm others too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tried to be a friend at its best...yet cudnt find anyone whom i cud call a best frnd...though god did bless me jus miracles at times ('k')..yet i knw, dats nt gnna be fr long either..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love my family...dey love me..dn knw abt isha..bt yeh, others do...still dis strange feelin of coldness...always felt away..sometimes dey did make me realise dat..sometimes i jus wanted to realise dat !...is it me ? den y is it me ? how is it me ? how i cant be dat me ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;do i like dis loneliness...i do at times..best part of it, u expect onli "NOTHING" frm others...so u don end up gettin hurt each time..u dn care dat dey didnt inform u abt dis n dat...u dn get hurt dey didnt think of u den..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i guess...need no friends...no family...no one...jus me cud be enough...cant take dat feelin of gttin hurt everytime...jus givin fake smiles to ur frnds...fake fake fake everywhr...sometimes jus feel so much hatred fr dis world...everyone iut dere jus fr deir own selfish reasons...n i'm too amongst dem...still hv to crib abt it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y jus cant we live it out alone onli....i guess its either dat i'm jus gttin too used to be livin in d online websphere onli ..or jus dat i've grown up enough to analyse d crude realities of d world !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or either...i was jus plain unlucky...dat i grew so dumb..so as to choose d wrong set of frnds..whom to care for...n also nt to care, abt dose who were d true ones...huh ! so its nt a "no gain-no loss:" thingi...bt jus loss loss n more loss all d way round....wish nw i'll be able to cling onto d true ones...n jus learn hw to nt adjust wid d others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i jus dn knw wat all crap i've written out dere tday !!! u cud even vote it fr d worst blog ever by me !!!! ....bt jus one thing i wud say...it was straight as it is frm my head n heart...all workd up...jus hd enough...enough...n enough of enough.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"crap right frm d heart..njoi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-8853180482134376471?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8853180482134376471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=8853180482134376471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8853180482134376471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8853180482134376471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-walk-lonely-roadd-onli-one-i-have.html' title='i walk a lonely road..d onli one i&apos; have ever known !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-172778261343511666</id><published>2007-04-30T21:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:07:05.162+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fire lit again !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/orkut-display1-711135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/orkut-display1-711132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fire's been lit again....n i'm back !!!!!!!!!!! :) jus feels to so good, once again, to be able to pour my feelins out on dis notepad..feels gr8, once again, to be able to share my highs n lows of d day, wid u guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;jus feels awesome ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;D life is still goin thru so many ups n downs...been months i practised guitar..been months, i took my harmonium out for riyaaz...been months, i thought of anythin else except We Volunteer...been been beeen...i gtta accept i cant have it all..n will gt wat fate's gt in store&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; fr me... so i need nt crib abt d time gne by..need nt feel guilty of wat lisa said to me...need nt wrry abt wat'll happen to all dese poor lil' kids once i move outta chd..need nt wrry, whether i'll be able to do somethin construvtive towards dad's dream or nt !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need  nt...rite ?? yea...i guess not...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;atleast, wid dat  thought, i can sleep wid much more ease ! gnite :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n yea...i'm back ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-172778261343511666?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/172778261343511666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=172778261343511666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/172778261343511666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/172778261343511666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/04/fire-lit-again.html' title='Fire lit again !!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-5596506897783007244</id><published>2007-01-14T22:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:08:01.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to Being happy !!!</title><content type='html'>hey pplllll !! i knwbeen quite irregular abt bloggin in d past few months..bt nw..i promise i wont! &lt;em&gt;(CAUTION: i've said dat a dozen times earlier too :p)&lt;/em&gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok !! comin to d main subject -- "i'm &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY!!!"..&lt;/strong&gt;hmm..why..how..wat..when?? don knw! jus knw dat i am HAPPY , aftr so long!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's like not dat i havnt been happy n smilin since ages! bt yea, being happy without any reason..which is i guess, actually, d happiness of d inner self ! was being experienced aftr a really long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puttin on some loud music..jumpin around..dancin in front of d mirror..tryin to do salsa wid mom :p ! ha..i enjoyed it all !! n bcoz i did all dis aftr so long, it was all d more special !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being dere for new years at goa also wasnt dat excitin fr me ! i mean, yea i did love d beaches..d sand..d clear waters n all!! bt yeah, i wasnt dat excited abt those crazy new year eve's beach shack parties or for goin bird watchin (umm..u knw wat i mean) on d crowded beaches, fr which any ordinary NORMAL guy wud be!!&lt;br /&gt;i preferred being in those deserted areas..where i cud hav some peace wid myself n some close friends!&lt;br /&gt;On New year's too, as planned earlier, it was a nice seafood special dinner wid some close pals, at d beach shack..right in front of the amazingly vast sea n it's more impatient tides..while d candle lights managed to help us see where our plates were :p !&lt;br /&gt;aftr d dinner jus gt some beer cans n sat down to wait fr 12! 12 it struck n d sky was lit all bright by d innumerous fireworks! aftr seein all d jazz n lighting fr 20-30 mins...jus took our cans n lay down on d wooden beds jus metres from d shore....as soon as u lay down n ur eyes turn towards d sky..its jus "AWWWWEEEEEESOME!"&lt;br /&gt;dn knw aftr how long, did i actually gt to notice so many stars together in a crystal clear, all glittery sky! d moon jus aptly placed as d jewel of d crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! dat was a gr8 trip! had loads of fun! srry cudnt blog abt it separately..hv been quite busy managin to be able to cope up wid my new year's task list! till nw, jus barely livin upto d dad's office work, gym, web designin vocal riyaaz thingi! still hv to work real hard on d guitar n religious scriptures area!! y cant we hv a 48 hr day wid a single night in it!! wud be so amaziiiiiiiiiin !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wish n i wish!!! chal....as &lt;a href="http://vrinz.blogspot.com"&gt;vrinda&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;a href="http://vrinz.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_vrinz_archive.html"&gt;"Life mein kabhi na kabhi fight to marni hi padhti hai"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess...nws d time to maaro dat fight !!!! CHARGE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"wanna stress myself out n still be happy! am i god???"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-5596506897783007244?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5596506897783007244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=5596506897783007244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5596506897783007244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/5596506897783007244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-being-happy.html' title='Back to Being happy !!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-9082981143551461324</id><published>2007-01-05T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:21:45.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'>4th jan - turning 21 !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/capri-756632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/capri-750412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah!! 4 jan...yesterdaY...d D-day...my "Budday" :) ...jus turned 21! do i feel old?? naaaa....ha...who cares abt d damn figures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt yeh, no doubt, yesterday was a special day! a very very special one...n all thnx to my family n frnds!! (yeah, family bfore friends - one of d resolutions i made fr dis yr)!...ha...jus cudnt hav had a better b'day dan yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 a.m. in d mornin...dad comes to wake me! me in bed, all cuddled up in d quilt! so obviously, had to grumble n say "i wanna sleep more!!!"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus 20 mins later..again d door opens! again ignorin it all, quickly i sink down further into my quilt cave :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 secs later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SURPRISEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!.......HAPPY BDAY TO UUUUUU!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow wow wow~!! isha, kaval, keerti, kd, yasho, ankit n ritam standin besides my bed! singin d good ol' b'day song! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...is it true!??! or a dream!!??! dn knw! me still starin at dem..face = expressionless!! haha...i was quite zapp'd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den suddenly realisin..it was no dream! kd was realli standin in frnt of me n crackin dose silly bt funny j0kes abt my expressionless face, ha, a small curve appeared on my face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;man! i always loved givin surprises to others! bt yeh, craved fr one too!!! yesterday i finally gt one! n dat too, such a gr8 one! thnx to my buddies n above all, my wonderful sis, isha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she'd baked a yummy cake too, fr me!!!! n yea, ofcourse, d big handmade card too...wid my pics pasted on it..shwin my journey frm 2 to 21! all d struggle n hard work! blaaaaaah :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus a perfect beautiful start to my 21st b'day! cudnt hav been better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftr dat...jus went to d gurudwara! felt so gr8 being dere aftr so many days bcoz of my goa trip! loved it even d more!~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afternoon too jus passd away, sortin out some of d mess at dad's office n den treatin d my gcg gang of frnds to some dhaba lunch'n :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;evenin finally ! me still had no clue of wat to do! knew jus 1 thing - no drinkin tday !!! had enough in goa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;barista 35?? yea..had to be :p ! ha..bt dat was jus fr 5-7 mins...maybe so dat we cud catch a glimpse of bani - dat strange roadie! ha! yea, she lookd pretty strange bt amusin :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoggin up d food at ovenfresh finally, dere was still a surprise left ! dese wierdos had bought a present fr me too!! ha..gttin presents on ur b'day aftr u cross ur teenage is kinda strange bt still equally excitin :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nw d fabindia's red kurta was totally awesome! jus loved it :) n thnk god! it fit me well too !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n d second one was toh totally amazin!!! kaval had gt a fish bowl!! n yea, ofcourse wid 2 couples of fish!!! wow wow wow !! finally me gt a pet!!!!!!!!!!!! actually 4 !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so aftr returnin back home...i enjoyed settin up d whole fish bowl...cleanin up d stones n all! n den puttin d fishes into it!! deir new homeeeeeee! awww...dey're jus too cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sittin dwn n reflectin back upon d day!! i'd never felt dat special!! realliiiii!! was jus such a perfect day..as in fr a bday!! nt fr a normal day bcoz my "FOCUS 2007" has gt loads of things to be achieved dat wudnt leave much time fr barista hangouts n all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt overalll.....a day dat i jus wudnt frgt!! so, my 21st bday did turn out to b special as i had wanted it to be!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually it's d people dat made it all special ... deir love... d way dey expressed it!! didnt knw if i was worth all dat... bt den, jus dint wanna think abt it! it's gud to be selfish at times na :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i jus loooooooooooooove my lifee!!!!! thnk u allllzzzzz"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-9082981143551461324?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9082981143551461324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=9082981143551461324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9082981143551461324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/9082981143551461324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2007/01/4th-jan-turning-21.html' title='4th jan - turning 21 !!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-1551171250945218906</id><published>2006-12-23T00:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:52:26.358+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shall We Dance !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/shallwedance-781693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/shallwedance-779409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah! amrit had already warned me..dat if i watch dis movie...i'd for sure jus gt damn eager to learn some salsa or waltz :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n yeaaaah!! i am nw !! ha....Dance is jus more dan a therapy o reduce weight...its jus such an amazingly beautiful expression of happiness..of well being..of being at peace from within !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...n i gu8ess..its jus nt abt d classy ones like salsa, waltz n all..bt our dEsI bHaNgRa's even more powerful in sheddin away all sorrows....n jus livin it high n enjoyin d dance...d dance of life !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus d vibrations of d dhol r enough to make u forgt d whole world in an instant...n grasp ur feet wid such a power, u'd never feel to stop ! aaah...i cud jus go on n on explainin d kicks a punjabi gts wen he jus hears d dhol beats !!!!!!!!!! aaaah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt dance i guess is a gr8 destressing therapy too ! atleast works fr me! wenever u're feelin jus too low...too nagry..too frustrated..jus put on ur fav. music...n DAnce !!!! yeah..it does work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha..i've had instances wen my parents jus blew me off fr some reason..n d next moment i was doin bhangra in my room!! haha...nw stop imaginin d whole scene n laughin on it !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me's jus gttin too eager nw to gt to learn some new n diff. dances! i guess, wudnt be tough to find a salsa teacher in my city !!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so...wat u say ?? SHALL WE DANCE ??? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"dance - let d inner u take d hold :)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-1551171250945218906?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1551171250945218906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=1551171250945218906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/1551171250945218906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/1551171250945218906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/12/shall-we-dance.html' title='Shall We Dance !!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-8336025773698299139</id><published>2006-12-22T02:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:27:04.218+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Designin aint easy !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/header-newest-white-bg-copy-795208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/header-newest-white-bg-copy-793778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah !! nw photoshop aint dat easy as i usually thought it to be...designin fr d header took me a whole day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;n d biggest prob was , dat i had tomake a very "simple" header dat wud match wid d theme of our website...n i had to highlight d "vibration" theme n yet match it wid our "radio programme" thingi !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;man..like...nw i knw..a designer has to consider jus so many aspects while creatin anythin new ! n me jus being a total beginner at photoshop, i always ended up makin somethin too flashy n too extravagant ! yeh, dats coz i jus randomly applied all d effects available :p without applyin my brains :p :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chalo...still i guess...nw d header looks pretty decent n does pass on d effect desired too! so all's well :) phewwww !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/logo-no-bg-copy-736428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                        "playing wid colors is fun :)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-8336025773698299139?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8336025773698299139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=8336025773698299139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8336025773698299139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/8336025773698299139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/12/designin-aint-easy.html' title='Designin aint easy !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-116668340480052445</id><published>2006-12-21T12:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:13:24.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'>me's bAcK !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/open-729321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/open-727524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...feels so gud to be back on d blogosphere !!  my life's been on a roller coaster ride for d past few months ! a lot happenin on one side, while on some others, hav to kickstart yet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's gttin complex or maybe me's makin it so...jus in a phase wen u've to step outta d society n assume d role of a responsible individual !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d transition aint easy, i can assure u dat!!! bt still, me's nt disarmin myself at d moment! d fire's still within, d dreams still high..i'm gnna take it all, even if dat makes me cry ! wow, dat rhymed :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so srry, fr dose who care enough to read my blogs, i wasnt regular of lately !!&lt;br /&gt;dese days, i'm jus workin on dad's website punjabivibrations.com to help it don a totally new avtaar !&lt;br /&gt;as d hols r goin on, till 15th jan !..jus cant gt my hands off frm playin GTA VICE-CITY all d time..ha..i knw its quite an old game nw, bt me jus gt it nw !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be leavin fr mumbai-goa on d 25th ! so hope to keep all of u updated !&lt;br /&gt;n moreover, its nt jus gnna be a personal blog nw on!! coz i dn think , many of u wud be interested in readin all dat ! so i'll keep postin a lotta new stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nh thnx fr stickin on...dn worry...nw me's BACK !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm lovin' it :)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-116668340480052445?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/116668340480052445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=116668340480052445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116668340480052445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116668340480052445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/12/mes-back.html' title='me&apos;s bAcK !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-116448739346802611</id><published>2006-11-26T01:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:13:13.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LoVe tears..do tear !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiFe is a sInE curve!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i knw dat...bt jus cant accept it...who d hell wants to travel d recession, wen u've enjoyed so much being on d high tide!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gt so much love...so much care...so much attention..i never even askd fr dat much god, bt i gt it!! silly me, didnt knw, i gt to return d same too :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i cud do somethin to shw up my love..to shw its expanse..to shw its depth..to shw its genuinity..to shw , it's really LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u gt hurt..bt u still dn knw, dat it is jus a miniscule as to wat d other went thru, bcoz of u!...u feel like cryin, bt u dont knw, d others already out of tears, bcoz of u !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u gt no answers, no explanations here...nthin to prove ur LOVE..nthin to reassure ur LOVE..u jus gt U ! n if dat U is as dUmB as ME, den U , like ME, gt nthin better to do in life..dan to crib..cry..n blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ey&lt;/strong&gt;es cry..bt it hurts more wen d heart cries...even more, wen d one in ur heart cries!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stat&lt;/strong&gt;ements r offensive, bt even more offensive r d feelins dat ur ownself develops towards urself !..ha..ever felt ur ownself hatin URself ! dIsGuStIn!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u always wanna make each n every moment special fr dat person...fr dat u frgt ur special moments...u always wanna make every expression a smile fr dat person, fr dat u frgt how to make urself smile...&lt;br /&gt;bt in d end...nthin falls in order...bcoz god jus frgt to reduce d massive gap..in wat u wanna...n wat u do gt ! everythin's nt gt a remote comtrol aftr all !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt still...wen d feelins r true...u knw u're rite..&lt;br /&gt;u gt tears instead of smiles..still u knw u're rite..&lt;br /&gt;u hurt a heart..still u knw u're rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish..i never knew........dat i was rite !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiles on d face dn matter, matters d happiness in ur heart !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears on d face dn matter, matters d sorrow in ur heart !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words spoken out dn matter, matters d feelins in ur heart !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d time, d msgs, d calls...nthhin matters....all dat matters is hw much "U" matter to me !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-116448739346802611?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/116448739346802611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=116448739346802611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116448739346802611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116448739346802611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-tearsdo-tear.html' title='LoVe tears..do tear !'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-116177402362734388</id><published>2006-10-25T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:30:23.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bike Ride to MCLEODGANJ :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;some of d pics frm my Bike trip to MCLEODGANJ, a tibetan village near dharamsala..yeah dats whr Dalai lama also lives...about 259 kms frm my place, chandigarh...a very peaceful n beautiful place..will blog about it soon..till den go thru d pics n enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(start frm d bottom to c dem in order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1154-760987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1154-756439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me such a god-fearin person na !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1137-714495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1137-709395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at d falls in Mcleod :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1134-760878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1134-753055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Baba preeto ji"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1114-786104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1114-778651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tibetan food - thupaa..i love it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1099-707174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN1099-702321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Punjabi roadies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/22102006(004)-740567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="151" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/22102006(004)-736668.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on d manja..at some dhaba..on way to Mcleod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/22102006(002)-794352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/22102006(002)-789153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all set n wEt ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-116177402362734388?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/116177402362734388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=116177402362734388' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116177402362734388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/116177402362734388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/10/bike-ride-to-mcleodganj.html' title='Bike Ride to MCLEODGANJ :)'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115998296709067264</id><published>2006-10-04T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:30:01.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Memories...Friends...somethin's stay forever !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/flyinman-777531.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/flyinman-768312.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u jus wanna treasure d good old memories....dey make u cry ...dey make u laugh... dey make u so miss dem... still u luv to treasure dem.. don't u !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus met my 2 old school pals yesterday... jus bumped into dem somehow in sec.11 market.. hargyan (or &lt;strong&gt;harry&lt;/strong&gt;..as he luvs to b called as)...n &lt;strong&gt;navi&lt;/strong&gt; !! jus 2 people without whom my school memories wudnt be memories !!...2 guys i was in school wid for 10 whole years...jus so many memories...crazy things we did...endless pranks we played...don knw how many teachers we imitated...cyclin to n fro to school everyday..in even dead hot summer...bt didnt we so love it !!! ha...man..jus cant stop thinkin abt it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times change...so do people....harry not still d guy, i cud jus talk to anythin abt...how much silly or serious it be... navi , still kinda dat cheerful, jolly kinda guy....bt yeh, dat sarcasm i noticed in&lt;br /&gt;his tone dat day !! he's nt d same old guy, i used to look upto..realli !!!&lt;br /&gt;bt still....can i forget dem..wud i ever want to...naaah !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus gt a mail frm&lt;strong&gt; nina&lt;/strong&gt; abt a few days back !! strange na..someone i met abt a year back...was in touch fr jus 3-4 months..bt even then a bond called friendship did develop...sittin in japan..pursuin her studies, still she cared to mail..i mean...somethins jus make u so glad, fr being wat u r..fr knwoin ppl still do care abt wat u r as a person....thnx nina, if u readin it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orkut..another blessing..ha..yeh !! gt in touch wid jus so so many old school pals, i didnt even think who wud've rememberd me...scrappin me...jus revives all dose good ol' memories !~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n best part of all...gettin to knw ppl u never met !! ha..n sometimes it jus clicks !!...&lt;strong&gt;parneet&lt;/strong&gt;..someone i never met...bt she jus helped me so much fr d NID thing...&lt;strong&gt;kaval&lt;/strong&gt;...another amazin person..always full of energy n enthu...always dere to cheer me up esp. wen i need it d most !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n esp...my good old AIESEC buddies...jus hw can i frgt dem...now toh d barsita coffee meet-ups hav gone up form once in a month or two, to once in 2 days !! ha...jus so damn addicted to each other !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keerti&lt;/strong&gt;..ritam..yasho...&lt;strong&gt;kd..&lt;/strong&gt;bhutani..vaibhav...jus can i be widout dem nw...ha..nt evn d coffee tastes d same widout dem !!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes..u don need alcohol to gt high...jus as i write all dis...jus makes me more high..."high on life"...don i jus love it...its been worth all d wait n sufferings...n i sure &lt;strong&gt;luv&lt;/strong&gt; it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"high on life...to all u guys out dere..u make dis life...a beautiful memory.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115998296709067264?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115998296709067264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115998296709067264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115998296709067264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115998296709067264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/10/memoriesfriendssomethins-stay-forever.html' title='Memories...Friends...somethin&apos;s stay forever !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115865934273355259</id><published>2006-09-19T14:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:21:20.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time jus flies by..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/arjun-749624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/arjun-747455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/arjun-731478.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel....time jus flies by these days !! n even though i try to make d best outta each day..i'm really nt livin upto my &lt;strong&gt;expectations&lt;/strong&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....sometimes i jus wanna go somewhere far away n jus rest ...atleast fr sometime..jus sit dere..do nothin...jus ist n relax !! bt yeh..i knw..dats not at all like me ! ha..i'm too retsless wid eveyrthin...want a change every now ro den...so no wonders, d past month i changed my cell phones twice..n also my new hair cut..oh!! i so love d short crew cut...finally i got one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt still...so much more to achieve dan dese lil' materialistic stuff....so finally, i've cut down on my hangouts a lot...being absolutely regular wid my gym n guitar classes..hmnm..still to work on dat fr d vocal classes ! yeh..quite tough to wake up at &lt;strong&gt;5.30&lt;/strong&gt; in d mornin every other day..ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knw...everythin takes time to develop...n all d things i've started wid wud also take sometime...bt yeh, i gt to keep myself concentrated !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yeh..i guess i've made dis blog jus full of personal stuff frm my life..bt jus no action..so nw wen i've gt my new cam-phone...i'll make sure..u jus dn gt to read d sentimental stuff bt also gt quite some idea of wat all goes in my life !... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" keep watchin...keep hittin ;) "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115865934273355259?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115865934273355259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115865934273355259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115865934273355259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115865934273355259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-jus-flies-by.html' title='Time jus flies by..............'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115790655052546816</id><published>2006-09-10T21:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:57:48.926+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Being Single !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/single-743485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/single-719058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/being"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/being"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/being"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all dat bad Being Single ????.........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u really need someone else to make u realise ur own worth ???...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone really decide the happiness in ur life ??? ....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone truly love u ???? .............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......hmmm..........&lt;br /&gt;no don't think i had a break up or somethin !!! ha...coz i've never been in a relationship for d past 20 yrs of my life since i landed up.....n yeh, if i really introspect seriously..i don think i should b sad fr it !!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty happy abt d way i've lived my life till now !!! yupp !!! i am !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt yeh....jus had some certain incidents....which really made me ponder upon dis thing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it dat bad Being SINGLE !!! ?????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ppl jus odn wanna accept dat dey can't always have wat dey desire !!!!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we jus wanna fall fr someone jus coz we gt no-one !!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we jus tend to get frustrated of being single !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt y ??? y do we make oursleves dat dependent on others !!! ofcourse..i knw...eveyrone wants to be loved...wants to be taken care of...wants to be pampered !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus so complex !! i'm jus so used to being single..being independent...i've had my own nights cryin fr dat special someone i've been waitin fr .... i've had my mood swings...had my share of&lt;br /&gt;all dat shitty stuff !!! bt its made me a lot more independent...has taught me hw to be happy wid wat u gt !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'm jus more dan content wid life !!....hav such awesome friends...a wonderful family...my guitar...my PUNJABI music !!!&lt;br /&gt;wat more does one want outta life !!! ha....i'm lovin it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt no tensions...no cryin over beer !! no senti conversations over d phone at 2 a.m...no endless arguments over how i express my love !! ha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus happy wid d way i'm livin it !! feels bad wen i find others/my friends not being able to live it d way i do !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wish i cud do anythin.....hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" prefer waitin fr d perfect one..but how do u knw??? ;) "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115790655052546816?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115790655052546816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115790655052546816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115790655052546816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115790655052546816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-single.html' title='Being Single !!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115707691746756379</id><published>2006-09-01T07:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:45:17.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back on track !!??!! or off ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/mountain-climbing-ladakh-789545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/mountain-climbing-ladakh-787606.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's gettin somewat.... complex... day by day !! but i'm fully enjoyin it !! finally...i've started livin d way of life i wanted to....yeh..obviously not exactly d same perfect life...bt still, atleast much better dan before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess now...i am really on d right track !! atleast i guess so !!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally...i'm tryin good enough to manage my college...my guitar classes...my indian 'classical' vocals (finally found a guru) ... n my gym !!!&lt;br /&gt;its nt jus abt being able to attend all of dem...bt yeh..practice is needed too !! n i guess...if not fully...i've started doin dta partially..fr d start.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still....some questions remain in d box !!&lt;br /&gt;# should i go fr a core job in civil or shud i be satisfied wid my infosys job offer !!!&lt;br /&gt;# should i appear fr GMAT dis year..seriosuly or not !!!&lt;br /&gt;# should i really drink beer more dan once in a month !! (ha..i knw sounds stupid..bt i jus started it nw...n obviously..i dont think i'm keepin enough control on myself)&lt;br /&gt;# is it her or HER ??!!&lt;br /&gt;# should i gt a new haircut or nt ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..life's jus too complex at times...even if its dese lil'-lil' questions !! dat jus bog u up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i do find out d answers pretty soon !! huh !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nothin's complex....jus abt ur perception"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115707691746756379?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115707691746756379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115707691746756379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115707691746756379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115707691746756379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-on-track-or-off.html' title='back on track !!??!! or off ???'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115661319954314968</id><published>2006-08-26T22:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:56:41.190+05:30</updated><title type='text'>how to enjoy life ?? even a rickshaw ride cud help :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;another mindblowin discovery frm my mever endin introspections !! hehehe...(yeh..i still cant stop laughin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d story first :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about an hour back...had gone wid varun to Sec.34  market...to buy some stuff....almost dere, his bike broke down (nothin new!! ) ......well...after d shoppin n all was done..we gt a rickie (rickshaw) to go back home....excitedly we hopped onto d rickshaw (almost after ages were we sittin on it) ...............&lt;br /&gt;bt den as we sat on it....a wierd idea came into my mind...obvioulsy had to be somethin crazy only...hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;so d next instant...we both were wearin helmets...yeah...sittin in d rickshaw...wearin helmets...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;n NO....we weren't drink as u wud've thought...people jus gazed at us...n we also laughed back...coz yeh..our faces were toh anyways covered by d helmets...so wat's dere to hesitate...hah...&lt;br /&gt;dis was a wonderful experience...really....we were enjoyin it totally n so were d ppl watchin us !! ha...&lt;br /&gt;jus relaized...sometimes even d smallest or d wierdest of acts can make u so happy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt yeh..it didnt end dere..after gettin back home...varun clicked a few pics frm his mobile...wid me drivin d rickie wearin a helmet....'m sure shahrukh wud've wanted to add d same scene in "main hoon na" too !! haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m sure...u too wud've dound dis act wierd n funny...bt wtz thr ?? u too can laugh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus wanna say...enjoy life...jus don care wat others wud think...coz i'm sure...d time's not gonna come back !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"life's too short to give a damn to wat OTHERS think !!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115661319954314968?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115661319954314968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115661319954314968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115661319954314968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115661319954314968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-enjoy-life-even-rickshaw-ride.html' title='how to enjoy life ?? even a rickshaw ride cud help :)'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115589084548029834</id><published>2006-08-18T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:17:25.496+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life's beautiful :)) :)) ~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/happy-732009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/happy-730700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus a phase....its gonna go....let it all be mine...till it's my time....let it be all mine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythin's so beautiful....so calm yet so enthusiatic...so relaxed yet so pumped up !!!&lt;br /&gt;well....do i know d reason...i do yeah...bt still i don't.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is jus full of crystal clear mysteries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u knw dey r dere...bt u never kno dem...&lt;br /&gt;u knw u gt ppl who u can count on...bt still u don....&lt;br /&gt;u know ppl love u...still u don knw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i keep dese memories forever.....can i hold her forever....can i be wid dem all d time....can i jus put my life on a hold....can i always forgive dem so easily coz i'm happy....can i always be so nice to my family...can god always shower his blessings upon me....can i continue wid dis phase forever....can i stay on d top of my life's curve all d time...can i be high...can i live it high...jus can i .....can i ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus no compromises anymore....jus no hidden feelings anymore....jus no more tears hidden in d rain drops...jus no second thoughts....jus no harsh feelings...jus no hatred....jus no "no"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"life's beautiful...dat's all i gotta say"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115589084548029834?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115589084548029834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115589084548029834' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115589084548029834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115589084548029834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifes-beautiful.html' title='Life&apos;s beautiful :)) :)) ~!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115514550963193350</id><published>2006-08-09T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:36:01.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chandigarh to Mcleodganj...Last part !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt; in Mcleodganj...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d itenary seemed like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;breakfast (at d same ol' Exile Brothers Cafe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoppin (yeaaaaaaaaah !!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit to d Dalai Lama's Monastery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dal Lake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D waterfalls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bt&lt;/span&gt; thnx to sushie n me !! after our breakfast (yup...again thuppa :) )....it was Shoppin time !!!!!!!! damn' d whole first half of d day...we wnet around shoppin like crazy.....bt jus cudnt find anythin perfect....yeh...me's perfect...so my choice too has to be perfect ;) ......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now....it was almost afternoon....so kiddo suggested we go to d "falls" ....was hardly 20 mins walk frm d main market area of Mc. LEODGANJ !!....sirius n kiddo were jus too too frustrated by noth of us shopaholics....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yeh...it was time to go fr d falls....while on our way...it did jus seem like d usual waterfalls....huge moutains....green grass all around....stream fallin frm between d triangular mountains...wid rocks on both of its sides.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bt as we reached d falls....or actually we didnt...we jus went halfway...n sat besides d stream....on dose huge huge boulders (will post up d pic soon) ~!....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d water was jus so so chilled !!!!!! aw man...d first time my feet touched d water surface...gt d chills all thru !! haha...n sushie....she jus found d water so sweet...so all she did dere ...was drinkin d sweet water !! yeh...d same one in which me n sirius had our feet submerged !! eeeeuu !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jus lyin dere....feet dipped in d cold rushin stream water...lookin up at d sky...so beautiful...so clear....u do realise..."life is beautiful"...even more dan dat !! wish i cud explain it !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nw dese kinda situations...jus get dis strong urge in me to sing!! ha...so dere i started again...wid jus enough volume to be audible to my ears :) .......maaaan !! i jus so loved it !!!! ....jus didnt feel like leavin dat place....wish i cud stay dere forever.....wish i cud make a small house up dere...yeh on dat huge boulder...ha...sounds crazy na ??? i knw...until u've beend ere...it does sound like dat !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bt yeh....evenin...started gettin dark....ws time to get back....walkin all d way back...d legs jus gave up !! after lot of effort did we manage to reach d hotel...as soon as d door of d room opened...sirius n kiddo stilll had some energy left to throw deir bodies on d bed !!! ha....bt yeh..me n sushie jus freshen'd up ! n yeh...back to d market....aur kya ?? was our last evenin in Mc leodganj....had to leave early mornin d next day (well, acc. to d plan)....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so d evenin was d only time left to shop...while i jus managed to find another decent tibetan print teeshirt...sushie toh managed to buy everythin...gifts fr her family..clothes fr herself...n yeh some jewellary too !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so finally..me n sushie, after waitin fr kiddo n sirius..who were jus too busy in d dreamland..went fr dinner ...yeah...again "Exile Brother's Cafe"..ha...n yeh ...again ordered "thupppa" !! :) ...bt dis time it was different...as if we weren't already so amazed by dis place..d food...d ambience...d music!! n now..we noticed...dere weren't any electric bulbs here..so we had "candle-lite" dinner....now don say "aaaaaawwwwww...!!"...ha...though yeh it was like "aaaaawwwww"...hahaha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jus wen we were comin back frm dinner...dere dey were standin at d market end..kiddo n sirius..so yeh..again "dinner time"...last nite,...n 2 things were planned...firstly..d dinner wud be at " Mc Leo's"...yeh. n den obviously..wid drinks, of course....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gettin drunk fr d first time..dat nite...jus made me feel so...so ....hmmm....so LIGHT !!! ha...yeah...really...i talked so much crap...did so much crazy stuff....ha..man...wud i ever forget it ???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i knw..it was hard fr kiddo to carry me back to d room !! den i don rememebr exactly...bt yeh..dere were some crazy conversations in d room too !!! haha...man...wud i ever frget dat nite !! naaaaaaaaah !!!!! ....so now..i've changed my perception..."beer isnt dat bad , also"...well...nt after u're down wid 4 mugs !!! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;......jus left back fr chd d next mornin...yeh gt late as always...has to be wen u're travellin wid 2 females (hmm...well yeh sushie was ready on time though :p)....well...travellin back was jus so so frystratin...thnx to d rickety bus...n damn' hot sweaty weather !!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bt still...i wud say...dis is one trip i wud never ever forget !!!!!!!! never..ever....!!! yeaah !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mc. Leodganj...again...dis time on bikes...sooon....pretty soooooon !!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115514550963193350?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115514550963193350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115514550963193350' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115514550963193350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115514550963193350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/08/chandigarh-to-mcleodganjlast-part.html' title='Chandigarh to Mcleodganj...Last part !!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115480364692165439</id><published>2006-08-05T23:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:17:27.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chandigarh to Mcleodganj....contd. - 1</title><content type='html'>hmmm....so where was i !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh....we'd gt a room...bt hey it was already 7 pm..started gettin dark outside....so without wastin anytime...me n sushie toh got ready ...as we didnt want to lose on d shoppin' time !!!&lt;br /&gt;ha....finally, after managin to get Sirius n Kiddo outta deir sleep...we left fr d market....found a nice cool tibetan shop...where all d 4 of us gt some nice kool tibetan shirts fr a cheap bargain !!&lt;br /&gt;d best part abt shoppin dere was...firstly, d big smile on all d shopkeepers face...not dat dey knew we were tourists n would shop a lot frm deir shops bt dats' jus d way dose ppl r !!! n moreover....d things r jus so cheap or atleast reasonable...dat u relaly don need to bargain !!! phew !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well....after a lil' bit of shoppin....we were jus searchin fr some nice place to dine !!! i toh, still wanted to go back to J.J's cafe (where we had lunch) n have some thupa !!!!!!!!!! bt naah....d others werent dat interested....&lt;br /&gt;so we finally ended at some italian restraunt....d glass door of d restraunt read "delicious food...soothing ambience....n &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;handsome waiters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"....yeh so obviously, sushie n kiddo toh jus wanted to rush in !!!&lt;br /&gt;nice place bt d menu jus consisted of 5-6 items ...half of which werent available dat time....bt d whole ambience...d place...d arrangement...was so good....&lt;br /&gt;i'll post up a pic soon...of d place..n hey..dey also had dis playful pomerian "samba" as an added attraction...so until d order was ready (45 mins to be precisE) we preffered playin wid her !! she was jus such a cute pommie....actually all lil' dogs r !!&lt;br /&gt;now...coz it was d first nite at Mc leodganj...n we hadnt done anythin crazy...Sirius was a bit adamant on takin some beer to d hotel !! hidin it in sushie's bag...we finally gt it somehow into our room...&lt;br /&gt;i toh jus had 6-7 sips n dere i was ....all dyin to fall in d bed !!!! ha..i'm always like dat....jus a lil' bit alcohol in..n dere' i go !!! not jus used to it ;)&lt;br /&gt;i really don remember wat happened after dat....bt yeh...d whole nite i cudnt sleep bcoz i jus felt so restless...to make it even more worse...all d windows of our 3m by 4 m cubicle/room were closed as sushie was down wid cold...n none of d windows had a wire mesh !!&lt;br /&gt;poor kiddo had kept on massagin my head...so dat i wud sleep somehow !! bt noh !! jus couldnt....&lt;br /&gt;n yeh.,...so finally, d next mornin i realised my mistake....n swore..."&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wud never drink  again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" ......oh reali ???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to be contd......."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115480364692165439?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115480364692165439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115480364692165439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115480364692165439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115480364692165439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/08/chandigarh-to-mcleodganjcontd-1.html' title='Chandigarh to Mcleodganj....contd. - 1'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115442729739649132</id><published>2006-08-01T13:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:27:23.263+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chandigarh to Mcleodganj !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/mcleodganj1-729228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/mcleodganj1-718826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow man !!! jus been to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; M&lt;/strong&gt;cleodganj&lt;/span&gt; (a small hillstation in himachal, inhabited largely by d tibetan refugees) ..............&lt;br /&gt;if i get into tellin u all abt d trip...wud take 10-15 posts....bt yeh ii'll keep it short n crisp - dat's still &lt;strong&gt;3-4&lt;/strong&gt; posts :p ....&lt;br /&gt;initially atleast 6-7 of us planned to go...bt yeh, in d end, as always, many backed out !!! so dat left to jus 4 of us - sushie...sirius...me n my lil' kiddo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now....coz u guys wont knw anyone of dem....let me share a few things abt dem :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - gt to knw all of dem, thnx to AIESEC...sirius was recruited wid me only while sushie n kiddo joined in d next recruitments !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sushie - all white wid red cheeks...she doesnt differ much frm d red apples dat grow in her orchards ! she's acts to be pretty mature n all...she is pretty ..yeh..bt mature ? well at heart, jus a lil' kid who jus cant stop laughin at d lightest jokes...or who jus gets happy wen u give her a compliment...a cutie grl who jus tries to live life on her own terms yet never crossin her boundaries !~! she is pretty mature at that !!...bt she's another shoppin freak, like me...who jus wudnt mind walkin around d market street 10 times in a day to find dat jus 1 lil' perfect thing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.sirius - dis freaky crazy friend of mine...who's jus so happy n content wid everythin... definitely knws how to enjoy life !! "jus enjoy life yaar..khao, piyo aish kar..chill maar..i knw" dats wat he says all d time...hahaha...a gr8 guy wid such a pure heart...n hates it wen ppl say d word "kash(i wish)".....!!! jus do it - is his motto !!...doesnt believe in regrettin afterwards !! totally pure heart n mind ....unless he sees a Blonde around - SYSTEM FAILURE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kiddo - "awwwwww"....no one on dis planet can refuse to her wen she jus says dat !! haha...such a sweet n lovely kiddo !! yeh...she maybe in college bt she's still a lil' kiddo....n not to forget...her 'chumpies' have gt some magical touch fr sure !! always chirpy n bubbly...jus refreshes d whole environment around.....jus a magial kid...who knws all d desi remedies to nay kid of ailment...n knws wat's goin on in ur head even bfore u speak it out !!! our lil' kiddo :) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.me - u knw only ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to d trip-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....leavin early in d mornin at 6.30 seemed to be pretty intelligent on our part until d bus gt a flat tyre jus after half an hour !!!! n all above dat dis crappy HARYANA Roadways bus jus wont go above 40 km/hr even if it was a straight empty road !! all jerky..messy n curvy...thank god, i still managed to be fine...as in didnt feel nauseatic n all !! d bus was jus till kangra...so we had to take another one to dharamsala n den frm dere one to Mcleodganj (fr which we had to walk another half an hour) bt finally..... we managed to reach &lt;strong&gt;McLeodganj&lt;/strong&gt; by 3.30 in d evenin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally dead n cravin fr food...we jus found such a sexy place named "JJI cafe" also called "3 Exile brothers cafe".....man ....amazin food....gr8 music...n obvioulsy an extremely beautfiul view of d valley !!! wat else wud one want ?? huh ?? n yeh..d food was jus so so cheaap !!!! "thupa's" ...oh man..its a tibetan dish...in desi form i wud explain dem as 'noodles mixed in soup wid loads of veggies' .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.......so so so gooood !! after food, nw it was time to find a place to stay ! roti , kapada aur makan !! lolz...found many nice n affordable ones bt dey jus didnt allow more dan 2 in a room...whereas all 4 of us wanted to stick in a single room ! bt yeh.,where dere's a will dere's a way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in d whole of &lt;strong&gt;McLeodganj&lt;/strong&gt;, we finally managed to find one guest house dat gave us one room...again a small double-bed one..ha...we payed double bt yeh gt another extra mattress...bt yeh, we jus didnt use it at all !! ha...4 ppl on onbe double bed only !! ha....n as sirius described it, we discovered such new shapes to sleep in bcoz of d space constraints....S-shape....P shape...O shape !!! yea...was fun only :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally...n officially now we were in Mcleodganj !! gt a decent (kinda) place to stay !!!! n yeah...it was already 7 p.m. !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so now....we had exactly 1 n half day to discover as much as we cud of dis paradise ......hmmm....i knw 1 n half days were jus too too short bt yeh..couldnt help !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....wat happened after dat ??? did we really go out !! or did it again start rainin !?? (as it was wen we arrived) !!!......wat all did we do d next 2 days ??? was sirius successful in his hunt for a cute...nice...sweet...decent....homely...blonde grl (dat combination's impossible) !! dis n many more mysteries yet to unfold !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" so stay hooked !!! we'll be back soon....same place...same blog.... :) "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115442729739649132?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115442729739649132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115442729739649132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115442729739649132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115442729739649132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/08/chandigarh-to-mcleodganj.html' title='Chandigarh to Mcleodganj !!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115384964711695252</id><published>2006-07-25T22:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:19:23.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>jus those moments.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="256" src="http://www.onthepage.org/outsiders/woody/woody_guthrie.jpg" width="202" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th july.....10 p.m...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Electricity goes....Starts to downpour..............Sittin outside.....feelin d rain on my face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playin guitar......Tryin to be in harmony wid d fallin rain drops...........Singin fav. song.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis time fr d most special heart on earth....- own..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singin wid d whole heart n soul....yet so mesemerized by own voice.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus realized.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in d search fr true love, don ever forget to ove urself !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no other heart can beat 24 hrs a day...365 days a year ......for u... !! no other........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115384964711695252?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115384964711695252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115384964711695252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115384964711695252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115384964711695252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/jus-those-moments.html' title='jus those moments.....'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115368165292896322</id><published>2006-07-24T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:37:32.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PLACED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so finally......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after a month since d campus placements started....sat fr accenture n TCS ...couldnt get thru !!! haa....bt dis time..it was d 3rd time....n u knw, as it's in &lt;em&gt;bollywood mov&lt;/em&gt;ies,&lt;strong&gt; 3rd&lt;/strong&gt; time its always lucky !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/infosys-712736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INFOSYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it is....or yeh, to put some jazz element "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INFY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".......i really wanted it , esp. after watchin deir presentation n watchin d pics of deir Mysore dveelopment cnetre where we'll undergo trainin fr 4 months !!! sexy centre !!! has to be...it's d dveleopment centre of INDIA's No.1 IT Company !!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life seems so calm n peaceful now !!! now atleast i can live in peace fr a year..until i join d company in August 2007....till den...no lectures frm mom-dad !!! no taunts abt studies n all !!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d evenin i gt placed, i mean after d results came out !!!! mom - dad were jus so happy !!! haha....mom jus cundt stop huggin n kissin me !! ha....now she cud also tell her friends abt her son's outta world acheievements !!! hahaha.....ladies n deir stories !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;feels good now.....now i can enjoy my hwole 4th year !!! no tension.....life's suddenly so beautiful !!!! i can really concentrate on my designin n music now !!! pheeww !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"time fr some action"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115368165292896322?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115368165292896322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115368165292896322' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115368165292896322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115368165292896322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/placed.html' title='PLACED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115359397691719791</id><published>2006-07-22T22:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:16:20.370+05:30</updated><title type='text'>adios AIESEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ohhhhk&lt;/strong&gt; !!! i knw ....i havent posted up anythin d whole past week !!! bt yeh...dere's so much dat happened in d past week !! n i jus cudnt get time to blog it up here fr all of u (dose who do care to read it :&gt; )......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; of all....d week started wid some serious introspection.....fr dose of u who dont knw, i've been in dis amazin student organization knwn as AIESEC !!! a org. dat provides u such a hug n diverse platform to develop urself , as u want to !!! n all dis comes wid an amazin culture, dis org. has...i'd been in dis wonderful org. fr almost d past 2 years....d best of my pals, i made thnx to dis org...d best moments of my life i had, thnx to dis org...d best of d &lt;em&gt;crushes&lt;/em&gt; i had, thnx to dis org..lol !!!! bt seriously...d best knowledge experience...d best exposure...everythin jus d &lt;em&gt;BEST&lt;/em&gt; !!! all thnx to dis org. called AIESEC !!!!! dese 2 years had been jus so amazin...&lt;br /&gt;still love all dose endless memories....cryin all nite wen linda left :'( ....supreet n me makin all dose endless startegies wid tatsuya to impress natalie...carol tied me a 'rakhi'.... comin frm parties at 6 in d mornin n gettin caught by dad on comin frm d backdoor !!&lt;br /&gt;endless 'ducth pasta' dinners at 36 trainee house thnx to karlijn....baris n his security issues....luisa n her "preeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet" shout ~!!! sanni's expressions...n yeh, adriana..one of d warmest trainees i ever met !!&lt;br /&gt;oh man...so many , memories !~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt yeh....time to move on...all dese memories r gonna be there...forever !!! jus wanna thnk all of u who were a part of my wonderful experience in dis wonderful organsiation ....startin frm d recruitemnts in 2004 to JNC 2006 !!! all d ppl i met....all d trainees....eveyrone...i wont be able to forgot anyone of u !! coz without anyone of u, it wud'nt have been d same !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/aiesec-720142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"adios"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115359397691719791?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115359397691719791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115359397691719791' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115359397691719791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115359397691719791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/adios-aiesec.html' title='adios AIESEC'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115280678121345251</id><published>2006-07-13T21:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:17:14.160+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai - one day i'd never forget...</title><content type='html'>jus termed as "d rudest city in d world" sometime back, d mumbai blasts have surely turned d image upside down....all d time on d news d channel, u cud hear d news correspondents praisin d city's general public fr comin up wid all deir support - physical n financial as soon as 8 serial blasts rocked Mumbai, d financial capital of India ,leavin almost 190 ppl dead n around 650 injured..d 8 blasts occured in d local trains on 7 diff. stations on d western line of d city....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i guess its high time, we seriously took some action against terrorism..bt yeh, wat can u do, wen its dere mixed wid d whole system only !!! obvioulsy, each one of us feels proud to be a part of dis gr8 nation...bt wat to do, wen u gt d whole nation runnin in hands of some corrupt ppl...its jus pathetic...n things like dese jus make me feel like "y ???"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...dis post wasn't supposed to be fr d "mumbai blasts" or abt "terrorism n politics"....jus wanted to share my experience abt d day we were comin back frm d conference in goa...d train, back to chandigarh was late at nite...n we reached mumbai at around 8 in d mornin...&lt;br /&gt;now dis wasn't any other day...atleast nt fr me !!! it was rainin like hell in delhi...n yeh, d news channels had already exxagerated d whole thing n flashed across their screens "mumbai flooded again"......n dere i was wid a few other friends...standin outside d railway station...don knw where to take shelter fr d day ??? n yeh..fooood...damn..we were jus so hungry !!!&lt;br /&gt;n d best part of dis story was !! i jus had 80 bucks in my pocket fr d whole day !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw..bfore we cud decide whether we shud take a room in some guesthouse near d station or we go to khsitij's relatives place...d first option was better bcoz it was jus near d station..n if, as d news channels said, wud get flooded ..we wudn't have much risk of loosin on d train at midnite !!&lt;br /&gt;bt den, d second option (khsiti's relatives) was free !!! included some yummy foood tooo...waah !!&lt;br /&gt;bt den bfore we cud jus analyse n make a choice....hordes of taxi drivers surrounded us in a sec...askin us where we wanted to go..whether we wanted some room...food...or a taxi ?? waaat !!! n yeh, dese mumbai taxi drivers reallly gt up to our nerves....dey jus didnt understand dat we cud handle things on our own !! wateva we wanted to !!!...bt yeh thnx to dis "sikh" driver..who was a bit annoyin as others in d beginnin..bt den he gave us a nice option..coz we didnt have enough money, he suggested we cud go to d gurudwara nearby...d accomodation n food problem wud be solved !!! ahan !!&lt;br /&gt;well d others weren't dat convinced bt i wanted to !!! coz yeh, i thought it wud be excitin !! gurudwara n excitin ?? yeh, atleast somethin different, i thought....&lt;br /&gt;even though dey offered to lend me some money .,..i thought 80 bucks wud be enough to spend a day in d gurudwara....ha..wat wud i need money fr ???&lt;br /&gt;so, without wastin anytime, i picked up my luggage my left fr d gurudwara !!! jus abt 15 mins walk frm d station, dere it was...after registering myself there, dey gave me a small cupboard where i cud keep my stuff...jus threw my suitcase n bag there...changed my clothes n den i was like "hmmmmm......still gt 14 hrs to go, wat do i do ??"....well surfed net at a nearby cybercafe...roamed around in d street enjoyin mumbai's drizllin rainfall, watchin it make d traffic go all random !!!&lt;br /&gt;ah..finally it was lunch time..n i surely love d langar (food dey make in gurudwara..also called community kitchen)...i rushed back to d gurudwara to only find dat dey were still cookin !! huh....&lt;br /&gt;bt wud dey let me jus have it !!! naaa ~!! everyone stayin dere had to help in makin d langar..kinda "earn ur bread" thing..haha..jus jokin...&lt;br /&gt;d old man wid a big belly, was obvioulsy d main incharge of d gurudwara's kitchen as i'd guessed bfore only...bt man, he was jus so organised...makin sure eveyrthin's goin perfect rite frm cookin d food, cleanin up d place, settin up d utensils n all !! i chose to help in d cleanin..coz yeh, as most of u knw, i love cleanin...gives me so much satisfaction !! lolzz !&lt;br /&gt;after havin d langar..i was still left wid abt 9 hrs..man..i'm jus so bad at killin time..i was hardly left wid around 60 bucks. now....&lt;br /&gt;so i thought i wud see a few places around here !!! in 60 bucks ?? yeah.,..i was enjoyin it actually...living up a day as an INDIAN...coz here, money's not d factor to achieve wat u dream..u shud hav d will !!!&lt;br /&gt;took d local train n left fr churchgate...thought wud be kool to spend an hour or two along d sea side....wow..&lt;br /&gt;bt yeh, it's mumbai..so ur "perfect plans" jus never fall in place !!! i had jus walked half a kilometre to reach d marine drive..was jus startin to d enjoy d sea side..even though i hate to be alone....so dere it came again..bt dis time..it was more quick n a heavy one..."downpour"...&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhh....man, i'd spent 7 bucks outta my lil' pocket to come here n d rain spoiled it all !! huh ....bt hey hey, d rain gods were in no mood to care fr dis lil' guy over here....rain..rain n more rain...wud it ever stop !! didnt seem so !!!&lt;br /&gt;i was already drenched in water..bt still, i was lovin it !!! i jus love to experience new things..don't i ??? well, if i have an umbrella, i surely do love it !!!&lt;br /&gt;bt here...i hardly any money to buy one ! !! man...i was regrettin so much, i didnt borrow some...bt den again, i was like "hey..dis is life"..i was like dis fr jus a day..wat abt dose u gt to spend 364 days more dan me, like dis in d whole year...!!!&lt;br /&gt;bt den i gt a cheap bargain fr a raincoat-kinda-jacket..nw atleast, i cud save d upperhalf frm dis rain !!! n it was fr jus 30 bucks...in d rags!! hey hey..jus 30 bucks to go !!!! hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;i was really laughin at myself, hw much i was carin abt money !!! wish i was dat careful all d time....&lt;br /&gt;jus passin thru Cafe Coffee Day, i so much wished to go in n have some hot coffee...listen to some nice music...n jus relllaaaaax !!!!! i wish i cud !!! bt hey, don i wanna spend d day as an ordinary INDIAN !! who's gt to think 50 times bfore spendin a buck !! coz &lt;em&gt;it's all a matter of priorities&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so dere, i jus gt happy seeing d ppl inside Cafe Coffe Day njoi deir coffee...wat else cud i do !! bt hey, i cud still afford d famous "vada pao of mumbai" frm d roadside halwai !!! jus 5 bucks..ha..&lt;strong&gt;bon appetite&lt;/strong&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;comin back to d gurudwara...i again went down to d kitchen...dey were preparin fr dinner...helped dem fr sometime until it was 7 pm....ahhh... nw it was time fr Kirtan (singin of hyms in d gurudwara by d baptised sikhs)&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat !!! i gt to knw dat later though..dat dere was a special KIRTAN DARBAR dat day !! lucky me !!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought sittin n listenin to d kirtan was d best option, i had...considerin d bad weather outside..n my pocket too :p ....&lt;br /&gt;n hey, it was actually d first time dat i actually sat fr so long , listenin to d kirtan..actually 3 hours...wow !!! n i loved it so much dat day !!!! i really enjoyed it ...n as my mom says "ruu nu lag jaanda hai" (it really touches d soul)....dat day, i definitely realised d importance of listenin to gurbaani....its jus so soothing !!! man...nw i gt 1 thing less to argue wid my mom on !!&lt;br /&gt;dis was jus d most perfect endin to d day, i ever had..n certainly, i never expected it to be like dis...&lt;br /&gt;had langar(dinner) after dat...n left fr d station..was gud to c everyone again...bt den, i surely did enjoy d whole day..all alone...n yeh, u do need a break esp. wen u're comin frm a conference where u've been livin, eating n sleepin wid ppl..ppl.. n ppl everywhere...!!!&lt;br /&gt;n yeh, a piece of advice fr all dose who forget to carry enough cash while travellin n who want dose "different kinda" experiences..jus enjoy wateva u do...to kill time...even if its jus moving frm one platform to another ..coz yeh, u cudn't think of anythin better !!!!! jus njoi !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"surely, a day worth rememebrin..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115280678121345251?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115280678121345251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115280678121345251' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115280678121345251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115280678121345251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/mumbai-one-day-id-never-forget.html' title='Mumbai - one day i&apos;d never forget...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115246695272593279</id><published>2006-07-09T22:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:12:32.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots...contd..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/waves-730375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/waves-718663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. well d best moment of all was definitely d time, we all wrote sugarcubes...fr dose of u who dont knw wat sugarcubes r !! generally at d end of our conferences, we've got an envelope for every person at d conf. with their names on it, stuck on d wall of d plenary hall...somethin like a letter box..so..if u wanna write somethin to someone, jus scribble it on a paper slip n put into their envelopes....&lt;br /&gt;now dats d time, wen ppl really comment on u !! surprsingly, u get sugarcubes (messages) frm ppl whom u jus gt to knw abt a day or two back !! tellin u how much dey appreciate u or like u !! n dat really gives u kicks !! does it ?? fr sure man !!! it's not only d time to get to knw wat ppl think abt u !! bt fr vice-versa too !!&lt;br /&gt;to let others knw wat u think of dem !! n believe it or not..we tend to get emotional, even wid dese small chits of paper....everyone does treasure dem..i've gt d sugarcubes frm my last conf. too, kept safe in my study table !!...man !!! it's ironical ..coz it's d last nite...u're sad it's endin...on d other hand, u're a bit happy too wen u get dose nice-nice compliments !! bt yeh, an emotional moment !! 'sob-sob' i'm missin it already ..'sob-sob'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.last bt not d least...d momnent i wud treasure forever...n while writin abt it too, i can recall n visualise it again !!!&lt;br /&gt;after d conf. was over..we'd gt jus half a day fr goa...even bfore checkin out..rishab, rajat n me rushed fr d beach (yeh, we gt late fr checkout !! n fr sure, everyone was angry wid us fr dat :p)..was d first time, i was gonna see d beach...n moment i reached dere...it was like "aaawwwwwwwww man"...."wat've i been doin fr d past 20 yrs"....d view was jus so amazin...coz all u cud see was water...water water everywhere, not a drop to drink !! ha...reminds me of albatross !!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, d view was jus so amazin...d sea jus seem to be so magnified !! n dats wen u realise, how small a part you are of dis world !!! n u jus get dat urge to have it all !! somethin like d scene in 'titanic'..standin on d edge, wid ur arms up..u feel like d whole world's at ur feet !!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i jus had dat kinda feelin....standin infront of dose huge waves..it felt like dey were givin all deir energy to me !!! ah man !!!! jus so amazin !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anyone lend me a time machine ?...i wanna go back"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115246695272593279?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115246695272593279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115246695272593279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115246695272593279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115246695272593279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/snapshotscontd.html' title='Snapshots...contd..'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115237892542576798</id><published>2006-07-08T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:05:40.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beach-788946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beach-785634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..so jus few of d moments frm JNC dat i wud never forget !!!!! jus wanted to share even though u wudnt understand d gravity of those moments..LOL...nothin dat serious yaar...jus some treasured moments..'pal..yaad aaenge ye pal'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.jus about 1 hr. far frm madagaon railway station..already entered goa..train glidin smoothly under d cloudy sky...green n blue is only dat i cud see....all green all around...wid d backwaters makin a perfect contrast to d pic !!! amaizngly beautiful ! hardly any traffic...or any kinda congestion..evrythin at peace..so calm...so..so..beautiful !! wish i cud explain it better...suddenly it starts drizzlin den..me jus sittin on d window seat..my head on d sill...cool breeze flowin thru my hair...it was jus 'perfect' ..dats wat all i can say !! n den..i don knw y..bt i cudnt resist myself frm singin my fav song..rabbi's 'tere bin'...man...i sang it jus so slowly..n i was lovin it..i loved d view..d raindrops..d song...jus perfect...wudnt ever forget it ~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. at d Parthiv's discharge...man..wasn't i happy..coz i really hated dat guy fr his sarcasm n attitude !! bt i guess, i had been jus too judgemental !!! jus while endin his speech he quoted "today AIESEC'ers need to focus more on the character part dan d personality one"...one sentence n it changed it all !!! man..dat was jus so rite...even if it was straight frm Steven Covey's 7 habits...it jus had such an impact !!! surely, dat man's gt some charisma !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.don remeber which party it was...rishabh n me were gettin bored...while goin back to our rooms, rishab gt dis crazy idea of sittin besides d pool..he said "puttin d legs in d pool" was jus so relaxin...so after 5 mins...both of us sittin dere..legs dipped in d pool..n here it agains starts drizzlin..dat was d funniest thing abt goa..jus starts rainin any sec...next sec its as if it never rained !! jus too abrupt !! anyways ! now..we wanted to observe how d rain drops fell !! so we lied down on our backs on d floor...was jus amazin..watchin dose raindrops fallin..wid such a high velocity towards earth...jus to make it more perfect..we started singin !! yeh..n dose of u who havent heard rishab..good fr u !!! haha...bt still...was so much fun..we sang eveyrthin frm bollywood classics like "pyaar hume kis mod pe le aaya" to greenday's "boulevard of broken dreams"...n yeh ofcourse...i had to add "tere bin" in btw !!! another moment treasured !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.now..dis didnt happen jus once bt again n again....d whole day durin d conference i used to wear my turban..n durin d parties at nite..i wud jus go without it !! not many knw dat i had my hair cut !! so dey jus didnt recognise me....dis is d best one....d whole day i talked wid anoushka abt d learnin events n plans of @ mumbai....durin d party at nite, i jus went to her n said 'hi'...n she turns around...gives dat 'look' like i was a serial rapist who jus landed out of jail..ha...n dey she says "do i knw u"...man !!! dat was funny..fr me !! ha..den obvioulsy wen i told her..it was d same old question..."y do u wear a turban"...now y do u need long hair to tie a turban !!! i dont get it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....to be continued ~!!!!!!! .....srry fr d break up !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"keep watchin dis space fr more.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115237892542576798?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115237892542576798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115237892542576798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115237892542576798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115237892542576798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/snapshots.html' title='Snapshots !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115220763938097374</id><published>2006-07-06T22:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:13:14.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Australian Breakfast !! hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beer-786814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beer-785666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now..dis is another one frm d JNC kitty !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of d conference...already 9 a.m. n me still in bed !!! my room mates were all rushin fr d plenary hall in such a hurry... as if d tsunami was gonna strike again..dis time goa !!&lt;br /&gt;bt hey..did i care abt it ?? naah !! i wud've if i knew dat dey're gonna serve me some excitin 'australian breakfast' if i gt late fr d plenary !!&lt;br /&gt;now...9.30 am..gt nicely dressed..tied my turban..n left fr d plenary...all to realise dat i wasnt d only one bt 3 more guys were dere..who jus cudn't get deir lazy bums outta bed in time fr d plenary !!&lt;br /&gt;now i knew, d chair wud obviously have some nice n embarassin punishments (or 'presentations' as dey call in aiesec) fr d late comers...aha !!! dere it was...i cud see dat smile on paris's face (d chair of d conference).....&lt;br /&gt;very eagerly he introduced d four of us to d plenary !! wow !! 'applause' !!!! as if d plenary was jus gonna see some 'belly dancers' performin ~~!!&lt;br /&gt;so...planned already...our stuff was ordered !!! yeh !! fr being late, we were to be served 'australian breakfast' !! yeh...u still wonderin if dat was a punishment or wat ~!!??&lt;br /&gt;guess it fr urself !! d breakfast consisted majorly of beer !!!! we had to consume half a mug each !!!&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh...don get dat excited....coz it was 'australian breakfast' so it had to be "healthy" as quoted by paris !! so..in dat mug of foamy beer went 2 raw eggs...yup...2 raw eggs...den some chopped tomatoes..wid some pieces of cheese...into d beer !!! yeh !!! n to garnish it all...put some ketchup on d top....now mix it up all !!!&lt;br /&gt;so if u forgot, here are d ingredients..i wud strongly recommend all of you &lt;strong&gt;'please do try this at home'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;one mug beer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;put 2 raw eggs in it..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some chopped tomatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pieces of cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some ketchup to garnish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mix it up all !!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeh !! now drink it up !! it felt like i was in some 'fear-factor' show !! don knw y, bt i still felt..i wudn't be dat bad !! so i went ahead n picked up d glass !! first one to go !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4-5 big sips n half of it was down my throat !! bt d tomato pieces were still dere im my mouth !!! eeeyuuuccckk !!!!!!!!!!!!! bt still...i gt dis big smile on my face after i knew it was done !! 'mission fateh' !! yuu huu !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be honest..most of it jus tasted of beer !! d rest of d stuff was jus dere to scare u psychologically..or cud be bcoz i drank d first half...d upper one !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d whole day i had ppl askin me 'how was it' ...'how was it'...!!! if dey were jus so curious, y didnt dey jus make one such cocktail fr demselves !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so again..i'd suggest u all :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'please do try dis at home'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115220763938097374?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115220763938097374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115220763938097374' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115220763938097374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115220763938097374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/australian-breakfast-hmmm.html' title='Australian Breakfast !! hmmm...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115212471983443088</id><published>2006-07-05T23:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:14:28.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Change -- dat's wat life's all abt.....</title><content type='html'>13 days away frm home...livin wid guys u knw bt u don't !!! couldn't figure it out ?? even i cudn't....ppl r jus too unpredictable...too mysterious at times...n dis randomness jus increases exponentially wen instead of jus 14 d number becomes 240 !!! some of them u think u knw....some of them - ur friends...some strangers..some u jus tend to hate fr no reason...some - u jus get attracted to !!! strange ! strange ! strange !&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i knw but dat's how i've been feelin durin d whole of d confernce !!! JNC aka June National Conference 2006....in Goa !!! - well doesnt matter where it is coz u can't go out of d venue durin d entire conf. which leaves u to jus half a day for packin up ur stuff....checkin out...den convincin everyone dat we shud go to d nearest beach n enjoy wateva time we gt ...den u gt ppl who jus won't sit at d beacj bcoz dey don wanna get wettt !@!!!!! oh man !!! dey cud'v gt those pics wid d sea in background by photoshop tooo !!!!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;yeh...ppl do act strange at times !! n so do i !!! bt hey, d learnin i gt frm d conference has been jus amazin .....not dat it was all about aiesec...bt of course, wen u get to interact wid so many ppl...frm diff. parts of d country...diff cultures...diff thought levels....jus so different !!! it jus amazin !! n yeh, sometimes shockin !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;thnx to my almost introvert nature, i cudn't interact wid d most of d ppl i wanted to !!!! n now i'm jus too tired of dis !!! don knw y i feel so shy at times !! be it d 12 yrs i spent in a boys school or wateva !! i jus cant spend whole of my life like dat !!!! boy !!! it's time fr a change !!! a BIG one !!!&lt;br /&gt;ha...sometimes i jus laugh at myself !! haha..seriously...jus 1 compliment frm a grl...n here mr. Preet goes all red n pink !!! even sayin a "thnk u" in return takes more effort dan liftin up the 50kg. rod in bench press ~~...&lt;br /&gt;y ???? y am i like dat.....chal...wateva be d reason...bottomline : time fr some change...or rather i'd say modifications...coz ya..don think i'm gonna be some flirty arrogant bastard now !! naaaah....dat's jus not me !!!&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;so yeh....dere's a lot to share abt dis conferences....abt d travel....abt d ppl...abt d grls ?? ha...u wanna knw dat fr sure...yeh kd ???? ....u'll get to knw everythin yaar...don get dat excited :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis conference fr sure had its own impact...somethin dat i'd been thinkin abt....plannin abt....bt yeh, like aiesec.....nothin's done if it's not implemented !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hope dis time...i do dat !!! i knw no one's perfect ~!! bt yeh, i'm gonna strive hard to make dat margin btw preet n perfect infintesimally small !!!!!!! yea --- u bet i will !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"time to make a CHANGE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115212471983443088?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115212471983443088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115212471983443088' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115212471983443088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115212471983443088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/07/change-dats-wat-lifes-all-abt.html' title='Change -- dat&apos;s wat life&apos;s all abt.....'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-115096466886917100</id><published>2006-06-22T13:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:54:28.883+05:30</updated><title type='text'>beaches !! palm trees !!! blue sea !!!! ohhhhhhhh......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/goa-745674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/goa-741878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ppl...me off to another AIESEC conference (actually my 2nd one ;&gt;)... so yeh no bloggin till 5th july !! bt u bet ! i'm gonna have loads of stories, gossips n some amazin moments to share wid u all (dose who care to read it) wen i come back....leavin at 6.30 tom mornin (tooooo early !!)...chd to delhi..den delhi to mumbai ..n den on sunday, we wud finally reach GOAAAA !!! yeh, d conference is in goa !! oh man..i'm jus so excited ..i knw its gonna be f*ckin hot in goa at dis time of d year !! bt who cares..an AIESEC conference it is !!!!!!!!! loads of fun in n d travellin part too i hope :) ..oh ya' i jus can't write anythin else...gt to shop bfore i leave..some beach wear ;) ;) ....take care..i'll be back soon !!!!n as kd puts it - adios !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115096466886917100?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115096466886917100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115096466886917100' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115096466886917100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115096466886917100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/06/beaches-palm-trees-blue-sea-ohhhhhhhh.html' title='beaches !! palm trees !!! blue sea !!!! ohhhhhhhh......'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115066158630618402</id><published>2006-06-19T01:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:46:08.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ME   HAPPY !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/happy-747827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/happy-740077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me Happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still need an explaination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me happy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;isnt all dat matters...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jus sorry, jus smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grudges gone - one while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dat song made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bt not paid..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy..happy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;words..no more..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jus a smiley :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in d core&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me happy !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" random post = me happy :) "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115066158630618402?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115066158630618402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115066158630618402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115066158630618402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115066158630618402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-happy.html' title='ME   HAPPY !!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115048053380045346</id><published>2006-06-16T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:25:33.860+05:30</updated><title type='text'>is Silence always Golden ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/silence-782967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/silence-762905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is silence really golden !!! huh ?? well fr d past few days, i've been thru things that've totally made understand that silence brings nothin else dan crap to u !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being an ambivert, i take sometime to open up wid ppl...bt still i never complain to dem on their face..even if i feel bad abt somethin....bt hey...jus gt to knw now dat its better off to slap off wateva crap ppl give u..jus don accept it ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as my elder bro always said "in life, jus don take crap frm anyone !!! d only ones who can r ur parents ..dey gt da right to do dat..frm anyone else..no way ~!!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n now i realise how correct he was ~~!! u cant jus expect ppl to be sensible enough to judge wats right n wats wrong !! wat to say ...wat not..!! wat to do..wat not  !!!! coz dey're not u n u're not dem !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bt still, i guess keepin ur cool is fine till a certain extent..bt if u wanna keep quiet bcoz u wanna avoid stuff messin up, no use...it's gonna get more messed up anyways !!! ha....u try ur best to accept things as they come...thus expectin that to happen at ur time too !! bt hey, ppl jus knw how to give crap..to take it - they're pretty smart at it !! coz they won't !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish life was jus a WWE ring...where punches..kicks..n slams did d talkin...nothin else !!! keepin on knockin out each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in life too..ppl hit u where it hurts d most...bt d one who hits d most is not d one who wins..its d one who hits d last !!!....."chokeslam"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"crap - ppl love givin it..accept it or not..upto u !!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115048053380045346?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115048053380045346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115048053380045346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115048053380045346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115048053380045346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-silence-always-golden.html' title='is Silence always Golden ????'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-115031330628532610</id><published>2006-06-14T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:58:26.353+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be a Rebel !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/rebel-784060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/rebel-779141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is definitely d flavour of life !!! "Change"...Indeed...d word itself sounds so refreshin to me....n i jus cant live without it !!!&lt;br /&gt;life wud be so borin without it..so monotonous...n somewhere down the line it affects our efficieny too..to a gr8 extent i guess...life bcomes borin..so does d work..u feel lazy all d time..no motivation..no enthu...n yeh, den u jus don knw how time passes by n haven't even done a single bit of wat u planned to !!! n dis feelin of guilt is jus so not good..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....i always do things that aren't everyone's favourite....i hate to do things dat're common...ha..dat's y i hate to wear d common branded clothes...coz they all gt d same pattern..n man i'm so fussy abt it !! y shudn't we ?? we got to look different frm others...we gt to feel different..we got to BE different !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for past quite sometime, i was feelin as if d time wheel has jus skipped past a few decades...dis borin monotonus life made me feel so OLD !!! yeh..old..dats d word..funny i knw...&lt;br /&gt;so as always...a strange idea cropped up in my mind !!! i knw dis idea wud jus not be easily digestable by my family....naah !!! dey wudnt jus accept !! bt as always i'm d one to cut d ribbon...coz u knw, it's always d first time....&lt;br /&gt;so after i guess 18 yrs, i got short hair...yeh..almost d same as i had wen i was two...ha..i looked strange fr d first few days...i mean yeh, wasnt used to dis look of myself !!!&lt;br /&gt;won't go into d religious intracacies of shud i have or shud i haven't done it..bt in d end, yeh i was happy...n dats wat matters....coz if i'm happy, i can keep others happy around me...took sometime fr my parents to digest it..to get used to seein me without my manes....&lt;br /&gt;d main concern of my parents was my turban !! dey feared i wud move away frm my culture..my identity...ha...bt dat wud never happen ?? &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its kinda funny (n frustratin too, wen u'e asked d same question 10 times a day)..dat y i gt my hair cut wen i'm still gonna wear my turban....maybe dey think i did it fr d looks..huh !! wat else can embellish a person's personality n looks more dan wat a nicely tied turban does !! i love my turban n my culture !! proud to be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TURBANATOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obvioulsy, my rebelious acts arent gonna get me a garland of roses frm my relatives bt i guess i've kinda stopped carin abt it...who's gt d time to think on dese things...live d way u feel comfortable without troublin or harmin others...wat's d fuss !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha..i kinda feel somewat statisfied n content of all d things i've done..most of which my family was against, in d beginnin bt yeh, wid time, wen dey gt to see d reasons...dey understood....main thing being..if i believed in somethin, i followd it honestly..y to fake up things wen u don believ in dem !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in nutshell................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"believe in wat u live for.....n live wat u believe for"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-115031330628532610?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/115031330628532610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=115031330628532610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115031330628532610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/115031330628532610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-rebel.html' title='Be a Rebel !!!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114909546410479023</id><published>2006-05-31T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:41:04.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pumpin iron !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bodybuilder-727564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bodybuilder-722297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/health-726182.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...jus a recap on d task list .. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MBA prep (wud dat ever start !!!??) ----&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;na still not started !!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitar (ah..now dats wat i'm gonna do, dis summer of 06) --- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jus playin songs all day !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vocals (jus afraid my neighbours won't lodge a complain against me..) --- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;started a bit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym (srry keerti..bt i really wanna build up a bit !! dis aint enough..) -- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yipeeeE !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;@ --- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah..workin on a 30 page doc. i was expected to submit decades back..still workin..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Programin (i knw dat's jus not me bt i wanna excel in web development !! ) -- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;naaH ~!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Readin (ha..now dat i'm gettin used to it..d pace needs to be worked upon ! ) -- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wen will i get my library card issued !!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh k..so it's not dat i havent started doin work !! actually ya..kinda correct till yesterday...bt today..i did work..a lot..okie..if not a &lt;strong&gt;lot !!..&lt;/strong&gt;quite much of it !!!..even though i woke up at 9 a.m. (dat sucks !!!really..u feel as if almost half d day is gone..rest u waste cursin y u woke up soo late !!)....i thought not of doin d 'cursin' thing again..so, i decided to live my day fr 12 hrs. today..9a.m. to 9 p.m...maybe dat cud work out better...!! atleast wud be easier to keep a track of it !! so i started off wid my vocal riyaaz (even though it wasn't early mornin, wen it's suppose to be done..moreover everyone's still asleep n won't get to hear ur 1 hour long "saaaa.."..lolzz)..still went ahead n did it..rest of d day majorly went in preparin d 30 page @ doc...oh man..it really made me go crazy !! n yeh, i discovered features i never had ever seen bfore in MS-Word !! wow..its not jus a text editor guys !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;evenin...enjoyed d rainy weather outside (yeh..i did waste time !!!)...wat else do u do wen dere's an unexpected downpour after a &gt;40 degree celsius afternoon...after i realised i'd jus wasted abt 1/4 th of my 12 hr. day today..thought it's time to go to d gym n get out my frustrations on those stubborn weights !!! n hey i didnt tell u abt my new gym !!!!! my task list no.4 !! - see i told you i've started workin on it !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okie..so dis gym dat i jus joined 2 days back..supposedly charges me 150 bucks more dan others coz it's an "air conditioned" gym...which i never noticed it is !! ha..dey keep all d windows n doors open to prevent suffocation..so how do u knw if d ac's workin or not !! den d owner..a 21-22 yr old hunk...who's gt this bulgin bt loose biceps (dat really looks pathetic)..always seen talkin to those 'pretty' chicks in d gym..pretty is my imagination once dey shed those extra pounds !! n dat's gonna take quite sometime !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d ambience..d music..d machines r all good...bt those posters on d walls !!! oh man !! i'm used to d pics of d guys wid dis enormous build up..dat wud even put dat stupid green colored monster "HUNK" to shame !!...bt still dat's tolerable...bt right next to those pics, u see the pics of 'female' bodybuilders !!!! patheeeeeetttttiiiiiiccccc !!!!!!!! seriously pathetic man...barely covered body..n those perfectly flexed up muscles !! wid those bulgin out nerves frm each n every point...eeeeeewwwwwwwww !!!! that's like totally horrible..don knw y dey gt them dere !! d guys won't get inspired by them (maybe a bit pumped up!!) n d grls !! ha..dey'll be more dan thankful, once dey get themselves into dat 36-26-36 shape...dey don deisre much !!!! bt there're a few exceptions too !! grls who seem to have a fine physique !! bt still workin out so much !! well d females here aren't dat health freak too !! sometimes i guess, d owner doesnt charge dem ..at all !! maybe he's jus gt dem to attract d guys !!!!! who knws man !! everythin's fair in love n business !!!! or maybe dey're jus dere fr some guy huntin !! cud be !! naaaaahh !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bt d best part abt good n spacious gyms is dat..all along d walls dey gt dese huge mirrors....n d funniest part..esp. wid d new ones...includin me too...jus after dey do a set (dat's like 12 repititions of some exercise)...dey'll go n stand close to d mirror n start shapin up their muscles..as if those 12 reps/1 set would've made those '1-2-3 kids' into 'hulk hogan'...wid some guys, it's not jus a habit bt a problem..a fascination...jus 5 mins of exercise n next 30 mins..u see dem admirin their own body in frnt of d mirror !! not d case wid d new ones bt some 'macho' guys too who'll clean off d whole gym wen dey gt to work out...won't even leave a single weight fr u !! coz dey jus can't have enough !!!.....bt anyone hardly cares abt dem or deir magnificently articulated body structure as soon as those "a bit over weight" damsels step into d gym !! ha..dat's d way it is !! okie..i guess i wrote quite a lot..!! so let me stop it here !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopin tomorrow turns out to be brighter, productive n stressed out...n yeh, early too !!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" tomorrow never dies.. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114909546410479023?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114909546410479023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114909546410479023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114909546410479023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114909546410479023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/05/pumpin-iron.html' title='Pumpin iron !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114887685468434591</id><published>2006-05-29T09:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-29T10:20:52.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>phew !!! ready..get..set..go !!! ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/SciencOfSport-790710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/SciencOfSport-786764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/SciencOfSport-709938.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh k...so finally i gt rid of everythin..exams..college n placements (fr atleast next 1 month)..so now d actual race starts...race against time..race against success...race against achievement..a race against myself !!!&lt;br /&gt;d whole plan's ready..d strategies r in !! d priorities set out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MBA prep (wud dat ever start !!!??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitar (ah..now dats wat i'm gonna do, dis summer of 06)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vocals (jus afraid my neighbours won't lodge a complain against me..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym (srry keerti..bt i really wanna build up a bit !! dis aint enough..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;@ (gt to get things goin..wud i be able to do it ???!! make a difference !??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Programin (i knw dat's jus not me bt i wanna excel in web development !! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Readin (ha..now dat i'm gettin used to it..d pace needs to be worked upon ! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;okie..so in d list it doesnt seem to be much..bt it's a mammoth tasklist..trust me on dat !!!!...neways...gt to do it anyhow...dis summer i wanna party..i wanna travel bt only after i've earned it..wen i really sweat it out n die fr a break !!! ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so...enough of talkin..talkin n talkin...lets jus get down wid it !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let's get it started !!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114887685468434591?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114887685468434591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114887685468434591' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114887685468434591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114887685468434591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/05/phew-readygetsetgo.html' title='phew !!! ready..get..set..go !!! ???'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114736851611840886</id><published>2006-05-11T22:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:58:36.176+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS...perfect time for introspection !!</title><content type='html'>ah...it's again dat time of d year which freaks out all d engg. nerds !! d same scene everywhere...library fully occupied like a "kisaan mandi" (i knw dat didnt make sense)..all around u see ppl wid piles of books in dere hands...ready wid their gOoGLe glasses..all set to conquer d world !! yeh..for dem, d world starts from "rrigation engineerin" n  ends on "structural design"...don gt scared..dese r jus 2 of d annoyin subjecs we gt in our civil engg. course !! ...&lt;br /&gt;bt for me..."exam time" means d time to introspect..even though i hate dis time of d sessions as much as i hate "baingan" (brinjal)....bt still, i don knw if its d fear of d exams or d results dat makes me think of evrythin else bt studies !!&lt;br /&gt;jus a week bfore exams..i feel so geared up..so much motivated to be "somethin" in life..to get up n claim my space on dis planet...to show ppl i'm not jus another straw in d haystack !! mind u, dis has nothin to do wid my studies !!&lt;br /&gt;d exams r gonna get over in another 10 days..n den after another month..we'll be havin our campus placements...some of India's biggest technical firms comin down to our college for recruitements !! n i jus don wanna be there wid d same CV in my hand which starts wid "ur name, father's name" n ends on a fake, exaggerated 2 line motivation letter for statin d reason y i want to work in dat specific firm !! ...i jus wanna do somethin different !! somethin big !! everyone wants to ...bt in d end, d ppl who succeed r d ones who go ahead n do it !! not jus dreamin abt it all day long..&lt;br /&gt;being brought up in a conservative middle class indian family, it's not unusual dat u're studyin in one of d best engineerin colleges of d country even if u hate engineerin..n u've started peparin fr MBA bcoz dat's wat wud further scale up ur pay even bfore u start workin !! so first u load up urself wid all kind of tech. degrees..loads of certificates n all..u're 23 yrs..n now u've gt to jus somehow get into a big MNC which wont be tough if u've done all dis frm reputed institutions..n den, jus sit there in ur cabin...work frm 8 am to god knows wat time !! collect d fat salary cheque every first week of d month..n get to spend all dat money wid ur family in dose 10-15 holidays u'd get, if any, in d whole year !!&lt;br /&gt;i jus don wanna live dat monotonous kinda life..money's not everythin...yeh, i realized it after being 20, dat dere's a world, more colorful n more beautiful  dan " fleet of mercedes sedans" n "big mansions in d most posh area of d town".....&lt;br /&gt;n i knw to make ur dreams a reality, it's gonna take much more dan jus sheer luck or plain hardwork !! u need a deadly combo of both !!&lt;br /&gt;n as Robin Sharma beautifully puts up in his blog...&lt;br /&gt;here's an excerpt :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Easy to forget that successful people didn't just wake up that way. They started off ordinary - with a goal - and then focused on the daily small steps required to reach it. And as the days slipped into weeks and the weeks into months and the month into years, their dream became more alive. Each day, they practice.&lt;br /&gt;So....devote to practice.&lt;br /&gt;-practice getting up at 5 am each day. It'll get easier (that's what practice does).&lt;br /&gt;-practice being more positive and passionate&lt;br /&gt;-practice being more spectacular at what you do at work (good question: “how would you show up at work if you were the best in the world at what you do?” Start working toward that and your career will skyrocket (how could it not?)&lt;br /&gt;-practice being kinder and more patient&lt;br /&gt;-practice enriching your mind and knowledge base by reading for an hour each day&lt;br /&gt;-practice balancing work and your personal life&lt;br /&gt;-practice getting super fit&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wonderful ever comes without practice"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna sweat it out dis summer...ha..wat else wud u expect wen it's over 45 degrees celsuis...okie..no PJ's...seriously,  gt to do somethin ...had enough jus being a part of d crowd..now it's time to get ppl crowded up fr u !! i still don knw wat dat "somethin" is dat i'm preparin for !! bt fr sure..i'll be prepared !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nothing happens until you move."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114736851611840886?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114736851611840886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114736851611840886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114736851611840886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114736851611840886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/05/examsperfect-time-for-introspection.html' title='EXAMS...perfect time for introspection !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114641276796235219</id><published>2006-04-30T21:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:31:44.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thanx for being dere...always...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/child_praying_1-732526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/child_praying_1-725047.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's d one who's always been there for me...listened to all my thoughts..all my complaints..all my wishes...all my stories...no matter how much time it took, no matter how much sense i made !! he listened to it quietly...he never replied back...his actions did !!&lt;br /&gt;d only one who knows me inside out !! d only one who stands by me even wen d whole world's against me...coz he knows wen i'm rite n wen i'm not !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda funny how ppl contradict his existence..bcoz those 'fools' jus dont see him...n thats y they can't even feel him..or i guess, they jus simply deny d fact !!..u can't see air, u can't see heat...bt u can feel dem..then how can't dey feel &lt;strong&gt;"him"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;n d way he works his wonders is jus amazin..he does wats best for u !! u'll get frustrated at him, irritated bcoz of him !! jus bcoz he doesn't work d way u want him to in d beginnin...dat's bcoz he's much more far sighted than us !! n then, in d end, after realizin..our simple "thank u" is enough to take care of all those allegations n frustrations...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i didnt have many friends...yeh, loads of class mates...batch mates...but "friends"in d true sense..extremely few..bt yeh, i gt &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"u"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thnx for being dere always for me...i've gt d "best buddy"..ha..n i'm more dan satisfied...yeh, u tend to trouble me sometimes bt i guess, dats ur way of helpin me to grow n learn...thnx....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thnx a lot for everythin !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. : for those viewin this post..this is no 9 yr old writin a letter to god..well, wen i was datyoung, i wanted to do dat...bt where to send it ???...so now, wen we've got d technology, i don feel ashamed in postin dis msg up..d feelins r still d same as wen i was nine...now, i guess, it'll be much easier for him to read it too !! : )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114641276796235219?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114641276796235219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114641276796235219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114641276796235219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114641276796235219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/thanx-for-being-derealways.html' title='Thanx for being dere...always...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114598448604778955</id><published>2006-04-25T21:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:23:17.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:Life's good !!</title><content type='html'>ah..after so long man !! after so long, i'm happy n to be precise... "content" wid myself..wid my life..it's jus these few moments that one lives for !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; y ?? well..today somewhat went quite good, almost as i had planned..almost all tasks completed !! woke up on time...studied...had fun...completed pendin work..did @ work..helped out at d shop.everythin !! almost !! i'm not sayin it was all p[erfect but atleast i improved..improved enough dat i cud notice d change myself !!&lt;br /&gt;..yesterday too...went to barista 35  all alone..was gettin bored at home..so thought of goin for a coffee..n there, obviously i met aiesec'ers as always..bt den ritam appeared somehow..i don knw after how long, did we actually have a nice long chat..seriously, friendships jus don fade away.!! n take my word on dat !! they dooon't !!!&lt;br /&gt; n then jus now wen i checked my inbox..i'd recieved a mail frm maike..my first @ trainee buddy, i still remember..bt her mail !! out of d blues..ha..i guess after 2 years or so..still, it felt good to c ppl still remember me..&lt;br /&gt;n recently d amazin friend circle i've developed on orkut..oh man..seriously, hardy wrote down a whole "work out" n "diet chart" for me !! parneet ,frm NID, writin mails..motivatin me...cousellin me abt designin course..seriously.. d ppl i didnt knw, a week back, they;re takin out time for me..to help me out wid my probs n all..guidin me as i've been one of their childhood pals !!..ha...life's amazin yaar...i knw, u wud be laughin after readin all this..bt these small things do matter a lot to me !! i really care for these small small things coz these r d things dat make ur life, ur time so special !!&lt;br /&gt;i'm livin life " 24 hours long " finally..atleast i managed to do dat today !!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"24 hours...long way to go..still...bt i'm happy !!! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114598448604778955?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114598448604778955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114598448604778955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114598448604778955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114598448604778955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/lifes-good.html' title=':Life&apos;s good !!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114555114232075382</id><published>2006-04-20T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:09:02.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Five Point Someone</title><content type='html'>yeh, i knw most of u wud've read this book aptly named as "Five Point Someone" ages back..but yeh, i jus gt my hands on it yesterday..n yeh, after finishin d 280+ pages, i cud jus saw one word abt it.."amaaaazin"..seriously man, no doubt this book remains one of d hot favourites of d engineerin students !!...i mean, u can jus relate to d characters so easily..venkat, alok, ryan, hari n d ol' pesty prof's like cherian..well some good one's too like prof veera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, it's jus so amazin n 'relieven' too to read that book...i felt so good, i didnt try for IITs..i mean d routine..d attitude..d stuff..jus not d place for me !!!&lt;br /&gt;yup, n moreover d thought d author delivers in d end "life isnt jus abt being a good GPA scorer but being a good person"..n 'm so proud of myself, dat i've followed dis golden rule, most of d times...&lt;br /&gt;College life is d time wen u're grown up...enough to do all kind of crazy stuff !! but still, young enough, to not worry abt d consequences...obviously, it's time to experiment wid urself...ah..not wid ur career bt yeh, wid ur attitude..wid ur self..so dat, u can find out urself wat's good n wat's not for  u !!!...&lt;br /&gt;n yeh, even after screwin up..i guess to d max. extent dat one cud, d trio - alok, ryan n hari still managed to get all that they wanted...yup..it's d end dat matters..doesnt matter how u reach it, till d time u're fully aware of wat u're doin n ready to take d responsibilty for it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..man...i was so glad after all of them  "lived happily ever after.." supposedly !!....i cudnt jus stop dancin n celebratin...i was into d story, so much !! n yeh, i knw i'm writin this for d 10th time ..again..but yeh ...i enjoyed it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"learn frm d past, prepare for d future...but yeh, don forget to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; d present"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114555114232075382?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114555114232075382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114555114232075382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114555114232075382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114555114232075382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/five-point-someone.html' title='Five Point Someone'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114537744614822686</id><published>2006-04-18T21:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:54:06.160+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's Now or Never !!!</title><content type='html'>wat !!!&lt;br /&gt;yeh..u read it correctly "It's Now or Never"....let's c....keep waitin till then !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's Now or Never -  that's it"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114537744614822686?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114537744614822686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114537744614822686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114537744614822686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114537744614822686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-now-or-never.html' title='It&apos;s Now or Never !!!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114512391483277526</id><published>2006-04-15T23:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-16T22:00:37.143+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'Sorry'  seems to be the hardest word ..!</title><content type='html'>i don knw y i was feelin d way i was !!..it happens sometimes, but i really never get to knw y so !!...so as always, yeh..i mishbehaved...i was rude...n then after sometime, i realized that..but then, had a strange inhibition that didnt let me accept my fault...but then, musterin up some courage, i did say 'Sorry'...dis magical word's jus so relievin...not only did it geta smile on their faces but it made me feel much more comfortable n at ease...&lt;br /&gt;i knw dis post wudn't make any sense to u, but i felt so nice abt it..so i jus posted it up here..njoi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"never too late to accept ur mistake..i'm happy i didnt delay it much !!.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114512391483277526?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114512391483277526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114512391483277526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114512391483277526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114512391483277526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='&apos;Sorry&apos;  seems to be the hardest word ..!'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114495260523917051</id><published>2006-04-13T23:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T23:53:25.296+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guitar   Vs.  Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>was jus goin to my guitar class after almost a decade today..okie..thats too exaggerated..maybe after 2 months..n don knw from where this wierd analogy started croppin up in my head btw a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guitar n a Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, the &lt;strong&gt;similarities&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;both start wid a  &lt;strong&gt;"G"&lt;/strong&gt;  !! ..yeh i knw thats a silly one...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u're jus too &lt;strong&gt;excited&lt;/strong&gt; wen u're in the initial stages...but wid time, it gets borin !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;best time to hang out with them is &lt;strong&gt;after 10&lt;/strong&gt; p.m....in each other's arms..light breeze.. starry sky...hmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no matter how carin u be everytime..they need to be &lt;strong&gt;tuned&lt;/strong&gt; everytime...again..again n again !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if u don play well, be prepared to face the &lt;strong&gt;noisy&lt;/strong&gt; stuff !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u &lt;strong&gt;electrify&lt;/strong&gt; them n jus be ready to get &lt;strong&gt;rOcK'eD&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;best &lt;strong&gt;pose&lt;/strong&gt; to get a pic clicked wid them ...obviously..in each others' arms..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;/strong&gt; on them jus looks amazin.. !!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u enjoy &lt;strong&gt;showin&lt;/strong&gt; them off in front of ur friends !! yeh, some ppl do it buddy ..!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup..those were the major similarities, i could think of..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n now the &lt;strong&gt;differences&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;d guitar &lt;strong&gt;never asks&lt;/strong&gt; u " how am i lookin today? " or  " i've lost weight na?? "..wen u hold it..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;for a guitar, initial investment is a bit more but incurring &lt;strong&gt;expenses&lt;/strong&gt; r hardly anythin..for a girlfriend..i don think u need an explanation...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ur mom doesnt raise an eyebrow wen u &lt;strong&gt;go out&lt;/strong&gt; at 11 p.m. wid ur guitar to barista...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if u're gettin bored..u can take ur guitar to d &lt;strong&gt;boy's hostel&lt;/strong&gt; n practice...aaan..u can think abt for the other case !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitar doesn't have a wierd fetish for  &lt;strong&gt;Chocolates&lt;/strong&gt; !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah..i knw there r a lot many..but i guess i've put up all d main ones..if u got any do post a remark...i'll update the post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so ..all u guys who're single..n depressed !!..jus go n get urself a nice &lt;strong&gt;Guitar&lt;/strong&gt;..i gaurantee, u'll be more than satisfied !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"strummmmmm...."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114495260523917051?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114495260523917051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114495260523917051' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114495260523917051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114495260523917051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/guitar-vs-girlfriend.html' title='Guitar   Vs.  Girlfriend'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114492262106345915</id><published>2006-04-13T15:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T15:33:41.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>azaad...but the battle's just begun...</title><content type='html'>well...jus gt free from my sessional exams today..yup.."azaad"..thats how i feel..but this time i know i've screwed it up all..i jus didnt do good..n i'm sure, the marks r gonna speak that out...&lt;br /&gt;so..the battle's begun again !!!..i'm gonna study regularly now..even though jus 1 month left for the finals, i'm gonna get it this time..bcoz this is the last semseter, where i can really score n improve my percentage...so i won't miss it this time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt mean i'm gonna compromise on guitar, AIESEC, MBA prep, gym or anythin else...i'm jus gonna make the day longer..yeh..i'm gonna make these "24 hours" longer..if not in all, i'm gonna get perfection in many of them!! n thats not impossible, as many say !! i'm gonna prove it !!! thats y i put it up here on  d blog..so that i can prove, 'i do wat i say'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;jack of all trades but master of none&lt;/em&gt; - dat ain't me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114492262106345915?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114492262106345915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114492262106345915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114492262106345915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114492262106345915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/04/azaadbut-battles-just-begun.html' title='azaad...but the battle&apos;s just begun...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114443075199163790</id><published>2006-04-07T22:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:58:11.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mr. lonely..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr Lonely,&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody,&lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody,&lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lonely-779397.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its kinda funny...coz i take quite sometime before i can open up wid ppl, they mistake me for an introvert, while it's jus the prob i generally face in breakin up d ice wid a new group of ppl...many think, i like to be alone..lonely !!!...n i hate that..to be lonely !! but quite ironically, thats wat i've been for past some time..actually quite sometime...definitely not been that easy...been thru those sleepless nites..been thru those crappy days...been thru those moments of sudden outbursts of emotions..been thru all that.. but now, i feel a lot more mature...a lot more grown up...n a much less "lonely" !!! ...its not that bad to be wid urself all d time...it's good company if u try n make it one..esp. wen u got no other option...n wat better place than barista..u've got good music..u've got good coffee..u've got the best company..yeh, urself !!!...n even if that doesn't satisy one, then i guess the black acoustic guitar makes up for it... being so optimistic, i can't really overshadow the stress one goes thru...but yeh, one thing i realized durin this phase is...it gives u time to focus all ur attention on urself, which earlier was divided among some damn lucky fellows ; ) ...it gives u time to introspect..time to improve..time to work upon...time to make u better..a better individual...n that i guess would make the future times more memorable...more enjoyable...jus more n more….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114443075199163790?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114443075199163790/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-114425718584374211</id><published>2006-04-05T22:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:43:05.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>auuuugggghhhhh .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/frustrated-759849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/frustrated-755243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeh...my blood's jus boilin rite now..thought maybe bloggin could help....wat happened ???..the old usual thing !!! another fierce argument wid the parents....n yeh, as always they're complainin n never satisfied....i remember, once carol had told me that if i did all wat my parents wanted me to, they wouldn't complain abt wat i do the rest of d time...but sorry sis, they jus proved u wrong today.....&lt;br /&gt;for the past, i guess, 4 months there's been a tremendous decline in the no. of late night parties/ nite-outs i've done.. i've been much much more regular n punctual at the shop..i've tried to help as much as i can, wenever they asked me too...to be honest, i have really matured a lot wen it comes to my responsibilities towards my parents n my family....it's not that i'm blabbering that i'm doin great favours to them...but atleast i'm tryin my best to do, all that they expect me to...&lt;br /&gt;but still, it's jus not enough for them...don't knw, but they're never satisfied...jus wen i ask for a small favour, it's never done in time !!! n that's jus the thing that i can't tolerate...if i live upto d expectations ppl have from me, i expect the same from them...&lt;br /&gt;but still, i get to listen the same old things...that i don care abt anyone else..i'm enjoyin everythin - my college life n all...n i don care for anyone else..neither my parents, my family...not even my grandpa..ha...it's so simple for them to say stuff...but yeh, it's jus too hurtin for an emotional fool like me....................................................&lt;br /&gt;i knw they love me a lot..but i wish they cud understand me better...i wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i tried so hard n got so far, but in the end..it doesn't even matter"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114425718584374211?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114425718584374211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Civil ' 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"time flies by"&lt;/strong&gt; n yeh, u never get to knw...not bein cliche' but it really seems like a few days back, we got a freshers party from our seniors..almost 2 years over..n now, we bid farewell to them...no doubt, i hardly know 10% of them, but still 1 thing's for sure, it's gonna be a bit strange without them...hardly a month more n they'll be gone...whom wud we ask - how to make projects, how to handle those "nerd" professors..how to get thru those endless days/weeks of placement exams n interviews until we taste success in one..&lt;br /&gt;but, chal...everyone's got to move ahead in life... n i wish the best for them...&lt;br /&gt;however...the "farewell party" today was jus awesome..even more than that...somethin's were still the same like me not gettin off the dance floor bfore the DJ got out of his cabin..yeh, may sound funny, but for me its jus too hard to get off the floor wid the music still playin on...even if the DJ jus belt out irritatin n endless numbers of himesh reshamiya, the beats were good enough to keep me goin... as always, i did my rituals to have a few sips of d alcoholic stuff.. don't knw but curiosity jus makes me have it everytime..but then, its jus a few sips n moreover, &lt;strong&gt;drinks don work neways&lt;/strong&gt;..but yeh, &lt;strong&gt;good music makes me high for sure&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;the "sugar cubes" thingie didnt work much here as they do at AIESEC conferences..i guess, ppl aren't that expressive here..that's y...&lt;br /&gt;n jus wen all the goodbye handshakes were done, jus ready to go..ankur goes to click a pic of the Police Station..wierd, i knw..i also don knw y he did that...but yeh, as quite obvious, the police constables were quite angry wid that flash on their faces..."say cheese" couldn't have worked for them either..n to make it worse, the sub inspector took his camera inside...bcoz he wanted to take out the film from the camera...yeh, from a Digi-Cam..n that technology is jus wid chandigarh police..ha...&lt;br /&gt;but yeh, wen they were over wid all their "moral lectures" n a few signatures on some application, they let him go...i guess, they had their share of entertainment too..&lt;br /&gt;chalo, all's well that end's well...yup...except for my terrible bodyache i got..but still, 5 hours of non stop music, masti n dance r certainly worth much more than that....ahan ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"CIVIL ROCKS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;certainly, no doubt on that one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114417615625850866?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23795080.post-114374429803048583</id><published>2006-03-30T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:21:13.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Times change...so do most of the things ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;seeing her after so long&lt;/strong&gt;...was a bit tough gettin my mind off her...even if, it was jus a glimpse of her, it seemed like a long 3-hour bollywood film...almost being together, playiin together n virtually livin together for almost 2 yrs as tiny tots...n today, she didnt even recognize me..or even if she did, wasn't evident...&lt;br /&gt;don knw...times have certainly changed n so has the attitude...&lt;br /&gt;being so close to each other..the best of pals..in those days of innocence...my mom used to actually call her my "girlfriend"..n yeh i was jus 3 yrs old...&lt;br /&gt;but as always, good times don't last for long..otherwise u wouldn't get to knw their worth !!&lt;br /&gt;so after shiftin over to a new place...i didnt meet her for next 6-7 yrs..n wen we did actually meet up again...we both were grown up enough...that feelin of being mature or jus actin mature, didnt actually let me open up..be at the same comfort level with her....&lt;br /&gt;today, after i saw her (in that amazin pink tee) i kinda realized wat i had lost...n yeh, this kind of a feelin is not a common one for me...&lt;br /&gt;her face was still the same...round n a bit chubby as always...those big eyes filled wid the same magnetism...everythin seemed to be jus too familiar...was jus like as if i see her everyday..she hadn't changed much...except for the way she carried her..she wasn't a 3 yr old kid now...a lot changes in 17 years..her feminine aroma was all in the air..the svelte'ness in her walk..oh k..i don wanna get carried away again...&lt;br /&gt;but yeh..i wanna meet her again..i wanna laugh ,on the silly things we did as kids..i still wanna share all my things with her...i wanna see her again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Just because u loved someone doesnt mean u have to involved with them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is not a bandage to cover up d wounds."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n hey..it was jus a quote...don think i'm in love !!#$%&amp;amp;^*$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114374429803048583?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114374429803048583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114374429803048583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/hello/3034555/50/dear_god-2006.03.28-10.11.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="365" src="http://preetarjun.nomadlife.org/hello/3034555/480/dear_god-2006.03.28-10.11.45.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..was jus goin thru a mail neharika'd sent..containin few "letters to GOD" written by small kids...well, the letters did in the first instance, reflect the sheer innocence of those kids...but yeh, this letter except being very innocently n sweetly written by a 6-7 yr. old, made me ponder over the thought of - "how busy we get in our race with time, that we jus forget to live, love n enjoy with our family"...jus for few momentary pleasures n happiness..we tend to forget n ignore those who're gonna stick up with us n share d same warmth n love no matter wat , thru all d thick n thins of fate... &lt;strong&gt;give it a thought&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ....&lt;div 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God....'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114347992342704834</id><published>2006-03-27T22:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:03:54.743+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tere bin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;simply an amazin song...originally sung by rabbi, it's not the first song that i learnt on the guitar but yeh my all-time favourite.. no doubt, whenevr i pick up my guitar for practice, i somehow unconsciously start playin it's chords...whether sittin alone or wid d whole group of friends...depressed or in the best of my moods...jus love to play this song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;n as the song goes &lt;strong&gt;"tere bin sanu sohnia, koi hor nahio labhna"&lt;/strong&gt; , i don think , i'll ever find another song as beautiful n rich as this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so wenver u wanna get high..sing n play it along on ur guitar...works for me !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here's it goes....n for those of u who don't understand punjabi..there's the translation for it too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tere bin&lt;/strong&gt; / besides you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sanu sohnia&lt;/strong&gt; / my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koi hor nahio labhna&lt;/strong&gt; / i shan't find another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jo deve&lt;/strong&gt; / who'll give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruh nu sakun&lt;/strong&gt; / peace to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chukke jo nakhra mera&lt;/strong&gt; / and indulge me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia&lt;/strong&gt; / i have gone and seen it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amrika , roos, malaysia&lt;/strong&gt; / america, russia, malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kittey vi koi fark si&lt;/strong&gt; / there wasn't any difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;har kise di koi shart si&lt;/strong&gt; / they all had some condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koi mangda mera si sama&lt;/strong&gt; / some asked for my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koi hunda surat te fida&lt;/strong&gt; / some were fascinated with my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koi mangda meri si vafa&lt;/strong&gt; / some demanded my fidelity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na koi mangda merian bala&lt;/strong&gt; / none wanted my demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tere bin&lt;/strong&gt; / besides you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hor na kise&lt;/strong&gt; / no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mangni merian bala&lt;/strong&gt; / wanted my demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tere bin&lt;/strong&gt; / besides you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hor na kise&lt;/strong&gt; / no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;karni dhup vich chhaan&lt;/strong&gt; / shall shade me in the sun ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" jus live it high "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114347992342704834?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114347992342704834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114347992342704834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114347992342704834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114347992342704834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/03/tere-bin.html' title='tere bin...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114339854445359350</id><published>2006-03-26T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:12:24.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>jus random...</title><content type='html'>its not d same...n i don know y but yeh, i do miss those good ol' times a lot...the past one year's been jus so fast yet so eventful...all those wonderful moments, those amazin moments jus faded away before i could capture them, before i could realize their worth...after livin in virtual solitude for so long, life couldn't have been more happenin for me !!!...but it was all jus too fast for me to grasp it...to feel knw how much ppl loved me..to sense how much i meant to someone...to judge whether my actions would hurt anyone...to simply realize that it would be one of the most beautiful memories i would treasure forever..f.o.r.e.v.e.r....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then all of a sudden..it jus goes away like a dream...don knw how...don knw when..but yeh..it's gone !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's changed a lot...ppl have changed a lot...n me ?...yeh, i'm also tryin to change !!!...tryin hard to be like them...act like them..but yeh, its jus not that simple for me...&lt;br /&gt;ppl r not the same anymore...that warmth's not there...that feelin of selflessness is not there...that genuinity in their hearts...nah...it's jus not there...&lt;br /&gt;n that has made me so judgemental...it's jus too hard for me now, even to take a compliment...ha..i can myself laugh on that..but  it's true....d feelins r not there neither r those emotions..don knw y but  jus can't open up now...'m jus too scared of loosin wat i haven't even earned yet..n maybe thats d reason i haven't...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back in time... wanna be with d same ppl... wanna share d same warmth n love... i jus wanna be the same ol'  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...d same ol' &lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"me".....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite easy to say as always, but yeh still to accept it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Life's Unfair, Deal with iT "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114339854445359350?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114339854445359350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114339854445359350' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114339854445359350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114339854445359350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/03/jus-random.html' title='jus random...'/><author><name>Preet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08335658014676998015</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-23795080.post-114314214205650440</id><published>2006-03-24T00:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:59:02.143+05:30</updated><title type='text'>pumped up !! will it work !!</title><content type='html'>well..another day jus ended..nothin much concrete except the plans..but being optimistic as always, i know i've got another fresh 24 hours to start with..another 24 hours to make it happen..n i'm pumped up to go for it..try n organise it like always n yet like never before..the tasklist is ready..be it the mornin exercise or the evenin guitar practice, practicals in college or MBA classes in evenin, catchin up with the 'angels n demons' or preparin plans for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;learnin events..i know the lists goes on n on..but i'm ready for it..pumped up for it..24 hours..jus 24 hours !!..got to make it happen tom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Life's Unfair, Deal with iT "-&lt;/strong&gt; thats wat i believe in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114314214205650440?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114314214205650440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114314214205650440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114314214205650440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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know how but time does fly by.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;so jus sittin in front of my old p3 n guessin how to get rid of the frustration, for not being able to live the way i want to..for not being able to work the way i want to..well, random thoughts came up my mind..y not start blogging !!! y not jus throw it up all here instead of keepin it inside my head..so yeh &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; it's up here..my own blog !!!&lt;br /&gt;now all u ppl who thought i'm too shy a person to jus let anyone sneak-a-boo into my life..hope i get to prove u wrong !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCLAIMER :&lt;/strong&gt; Don't expect any jazzy language stuff, any spiced up gossips here...nope, not in this place...but yeh don't complain about d random stuff u may come across on this blog..coz no matter how much organised i seem to be as an individual, i'm pretty random at times !!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Life's Unfair, Deal with iT "&lt;/strong&gt;- thats wat i believe in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23795080-114198570585778201?l=preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/114198570585778201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23795080&amp;postID=114198570585778201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114198570585778201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23795080/posts/default/114198570585778201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preetarjunsingh.blogspot.com/2006/03/finallyits-up-hereperfect-day-for.html' title='finally..it&apos;s up here..perfect day for a 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