<?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-2967782561238149639</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:40:24.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Make~Me~Pure~</title><subtitle type='html'>this is the best answer to ABOUT ME !! 
MY epaulet . MY preamble. read on further....!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967782561238149639.post-8043666988042298574</id><published>2008-05-07T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T07:39:59.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another hype , IPL.</title><content type='html'>1 out of every ten people are familiar of the latest success story of ISRO's rocket launch( im probably mentioning it 'cos I do! ) or whose India's president(please , a law student from amity of a total hyped up reality show had no idea! and she's all set to learn laws of the country ) butttt!!&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to cricket -which is the unofficial national game , every new born to just-about-to-die  lives cricket. INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;Why is IPL such a hit!? 'cos india's two leadign attractions merge?? bollywood and cricket was the best marketing strategy to buy people ....and in the end its these goons  who make the money! The real BIgmoney....and a drama every week?? not to forget the booty shakes ! lol , slaps and pompoms. Movie indeed!&lt;br /&gt;and then u think , 20-20 isn't such a brainless slam u know...there's more to this. The strategy , the teambuilding and the professional pride! so!! even im convinced that this aint that bad , after all Im a diehardddd cricket fannnn too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-8043666988042298574?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8043666988042298574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=8043666988042298574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8043666988042298574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8043666988042298574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/05/yet-another-hype-ipl.html' title='yet another hype , IPL.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-1054670964482574162</id><published>2008-03-04T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:26:12.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my latest fad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWBIiNdPKzg/R84sP4andPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6GGWZLUdiv0/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWBIiNdPKzg/R84sP4andPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6GGWZLUdiv0/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love clicking/posing for pictures and when I took this picture I understood how simple pictures can turn out to be interesting....hail photography!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-1054670964482574162?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1054670964482574162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=1054670964482574162' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1054670964482574162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1054670964482574162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-latest-fad.html' title='my latest fad'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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/_WWBIiNdPKzg/R84sP4andPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6GGWZLUdiv0/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967782561238149639.post-1374353457557596775</id><published>2008-02-25T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:36:12.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jodha-AKBAR</title><content type='html'>whoa!&lt;br /&gt;A fictional lovestory overlaid on  actual historic events with flashes of excellence and a flavor of soaring romance and the compelling past! .&lt;br /&gt;Figuring out  the life of jalaluddin Akbar ......&lt;br /&gt;someone who wakes up to the first rays of the sun and an immediate bare chested sword play! to taming a wild elephant followed by wearing jewels on every part of the  body , to beat that  not having religious issues , marrying and swooning a woman the way she would want it -  The slowly but surely way ,the subtle &lt;em&gt;parde ke peeche &lt;/em&gt;kind of innocent sexuality , being the perfect emperor and finally winning the one on one battle of troy??&lt;br /&gt;These were the thoughts pondering in my mind for 3 hours after the four hour epic.&lt;br /&gt;I lived the life of a princess for 4 hours , with distinct images of the greek-god all over me , my family and MY dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;and yes "Im marrying Akbar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-1374353457557596775?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1374353457557596775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=1374353457557596775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1374353457557596775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1374353457557596775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/02/jodha-akbar.html' title='jodha-AKBAR'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-13426843190367546</id><published>2008-02-22T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T05:20:12.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncomfortably numb.</title><content type='html'>I dont like this phase .&lt;br /&gt;SO much damage has happened leaving me thinking how  many things in life are inevitable , the effects they leave behind are unwanted ...which I learnt last ten days...!&lt;br /&gt;An incident that changed my way of thinking , my attitude towards life and the value of the people around me. This was definitely not a way for me to learn ....or any one around.&lt;br /&gt;We take people for granted all the time , dont we? hugee mistake.&lt;br /&gt; Losing someone is devastating and someday everything is going to end , even the universe.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;confusion to the extent that Im bound to accept the darkest truth of life......&lt;br /&gt;I came across this quote " If my doctor gave me six minutes to live , I wouldnt brood , instead I would type faster! "&lt;br /&gt;back to being numb.&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-13426843190367546?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/13426843190367546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=13426843190367546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/13426843190367546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/13426843190367546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/02/uncomfortably-numb.html' title='uncomfortably numb.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-7368620824519316143</id><published>2008-01-20T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:50:08.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fear of "god"</title><content type='html'>I was asked "what's your biggest fear"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were answers I was prepared with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;various , silly and unreal. I said I feared dark and death , by far the most common fears any human would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something more i had to say , I feared GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in a religious family , I have been brought up being told that god is supreme and U can cheat anyone around but not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my own convenience , I ignored these myths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldnt be left that way , I had to get enlightened soon when one day I came across this poster which had a message that left me insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The footprint's of god on that sheet imprinted a belief in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared for a moment.many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared of this man , who has always been there watchign me learn life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only IDOL , The creator for most and destroyer for none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- If you want to make god laugh , tell him your plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-7368620824519316143?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7368620824519316143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=7368620824519316143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/7368620824519316143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/7368620824519316143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/01/fear-of-god.html' title='fear of &quot;god&quot;'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-263189132142619083</id><published>2008-01-13T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:15:17.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'07</title><content type='html'>Time flies and another year passed by , dwelling me in the memory of another priceless year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January-Good start wid the books(effect of results) , A college festival(sarang) @ the IIT with friends and a broken resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEB-valentine's day?? . so???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH-starting with colours , the month wasnt tht colourful , struggle at college , overload of work , leaving me dreading the future months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL-the fiasco of exams. I FOOled around a little more than required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY-lovestruck??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE-recurperation of exams .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY-The struggle to get a job , gettign grounded in the head. came down to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUG-learnt the desire to make a career. That too A brilliant one. stilll learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPT-louuu has many side effects like we all know , I started geeking . Thanks to the various geeks of that phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT-40% attendance and close to losing an yr , the drama of begging and crying . Tears work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOV-21 yrs of celebration , my 1st cocktail party home ,birthday bonanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEC-gearing up for the new yr , to make and break another resolution , a killer roadtrip&lt;br /&gt;and.....a HOT new yr dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so......2007 , was a brilliant yr , after all , so much learnt and so much more to come.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-263189132142619083?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/263189132142619083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=263189132142619083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/263189132142619083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/263189132142619083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2008/01/07.html' title='&apos;07'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-6220943456356828837</id><published>2007-08-21T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:55:56.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The STITCH.</title><content type='html'>Today Is painfully a memorable day (for me).&lt;br /&gt;The day of my first S-IT-H! fill up the blank! .&lt;br /&gt;ans:stitch.&lt;br /&gt;:(((&lt;br /&gt;NOW ~ the Story!&lt;br /&gt;I was done eating the ambrosial sandwitch .&lt;br /&gt;got down the car to throw away the leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;the diehard habit of ruffling my hair 24/7 got me into trouble when i was admiring myself in the rearview mirror!&lt;br /&gt;Barely did i know that I was preparing my self for a severe maralgia. (go find out what that means ;) !&lt;br /&gt;thud! I slipped ! (Im sure most of u laughing out loudly).&lt;br /&gt;next minute , complete chaos , friends runnin around for bandages , me shamelessly on the phone ( smiling a sec , next sec. whining! ) , my frens blasting me to hangup and stop crying!&lt;br /&gt;man! trinetra , b.hills had a nice drama to see for five mins.&lt;br /&gt;next 1 hour - the tragedy of getting my first stitch!&lt;br /&gt;traumatic , tormented and troubled. My state that was.&lt;br /&gt;I cried like a drama queen. The doc. was convinced I was an actress.&lt;br /&gt;loser! he was laughign all while ! hated him. ( 1 more to the list! ;)&lt;br /&gt;told all my jiggs. felt good after the empathising talk with most of them.&lt;br /&gt;gawd! finallly the idiom ( &lt;em&gt;A stitch in time saves nine ) &lt;/em&gt;made sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;one was dotty enough! imagine nine!&lt;br /&gt;F***!&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-6220943456356828837?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6220943456356828837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=6220943456356828837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6220943456356828837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6220943456356828837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/08/stitch.html' title='The STITCH.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-315272116913899348</id><published>2007-08-15T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:41:25.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August, the 15th.</title><content type='html'>Firstly , Happy Independence day !&lt;br /&gt;she's 60 and still going strong! and Im proud to be an INDIAN unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;To prove that im a diehard patriot - I saw 2 most patriotic movies last night and the effect it left on me is longlasting.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the school days when i would get up early in the morning , wear white bright clothes and get ready to go sing for the school choir the national anthem which is for sure a song that I will teach my kids which ever country Im in 10 years down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;for all reasons this is THE country that taught me the culture and heriatage that will inherit generations over.&lt;br /&gt;This day reminds me some great leaders who shed blood , bones and time just so that we lead this previleged life today!!&lt;br /&gt;indeed this day is a day that should wake us all up to realise the worth , the potent this country has to offer!&lt;br /&gt;lastly , my usual style- a quote..that all true indians should know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance..... We end today a period of ill fortune, and India discovers herself again."- Jawaharlal nehru&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-315272116913899348?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/315272116913899348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=315272116913899348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/315272116913899348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/315272116913899348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/08/firstly-happy-independence-day-shes-60.html' title='August, the 15th.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-3613060678039097259</id><published>2007-08-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T08:59:07.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S.</title><content type='html'>Im not an anthropologist here nor am I trying to write some new theories on the most wanted relationship....!&lt;br /&gt;This post is entirely for all my friends , sophomores and aquantances. ALL kinds.&lt;br /&gt;I cant really remember who my first friend was but definitely he/she were just the starters of a list that seems very promising to me today.&lt;br /&gt;OK! let me make it simple ! I love my pals. few for reasons and few for no reasons at all....&lt;br /&gt;few with whom Ive grown up with -&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of chicks whom I did almost everything with- go to the same school , colleges , parties , places , boys, shop , wine , dine and make merry with !&lt;br /&gt;( this famous fivo's have been there forever. thanks girls)&lt;br /&gt;1 is pretty not just on the face but wid the heart as well, love her for what she is. 1 whose a firang but when shes here life feels like goodold school days! my better half literally.&lt;br /&gt;then my always undercontrol chik who makes me smile always and the allgirlsskool chik whose laugh is hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;another hottie whom I never thought will end up being such a good friend , all set to tie the knot! wish her the best times in life. love u harshi. U rock!&lt;br /&gt;Then came the most precious yrs - &lt;em&gt;CBIT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this coolgeek , who not only transformed me but changed herself and her &lt;em&gt;ideology &lt;/em&gt;about many a things. shes a gem ! has a brain that can make others greycells grow! beat that! kutti! cheers.I love ur hair. :) We will go on for a long time , I know.&lt;br /&gt;devure! enough of the girl gang!&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about boyssssss!&lt;br /&gt;this is almost a number system. number 1 , 2 , 3 , 4, 5.....wish it were true. :)&lt;br /&gt;indefinitely ! the numbers keep getting replaced sometimes but there have been few souls who have seen me thru the toughest times and also been thr thru these times.&lt;br /&gt;one of them not just dodges the ball and make the girls fall ! but also gives the most meaningful advices (A)!! cheers again.&lt;br /&gt;another , who not only plays the strings! but also somehow tunes my life surprisingly. sulks extremely cutely and 1 reason why I smile even more. (Shhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 whose always just a call away! ;) some1 who actually ans. my call and says "&lt;em&gt;what happened??" &lt;/em&gt;without the usual reflexive hi! (P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr's another who know everything , abt THE LIFE , and is great company when im reallly low! takes me partying without fail! :) (sands)&lt;br /&gt;not so funnily , a cuty who acts single! killer smile ! :) good for the girls! lol (Ro). and 1 who has a heart of gold!! shocks me with his niceness.(F)&lt;br /&gt;1 good thing this duo has done is the intro. to the 3rd boy, the PARTNER ! :) the firang.&lt;br /&gt;the same 1 who religiously reads all my posts , 1 who promises a whole bunch of events in the usa , man! cant hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;then the other sophomores , who today, are milesss away but somehow I know tht we will all REUNITE and the fun will restart , love these 2 for all the support&lt;br /&gt;and time , the bong connection did work for a while ,soms! missya!&lt;br /&gt;su! U misinterpreted ur part -but this is for u! hehe. UR superfine and a great person ! knowing you has been great..3 cheers.&lt;br /&gt;there are also a whole lot of other ones who have become an essential part of my life ! without whom life wouldnt be the same.&lt;br /&gt;thanks my lovely friends. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-3613060678039097259?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3613060678039097259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=3613060678039097259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3613060678039097259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3613060678039097259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/08/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-8879172049362852342</id><published>2007-08-06T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T01:20:09.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little birdie told me my blogs are offending many a people , I hate controversies yu know but the irony is that Im tryign to find these offensive statements , maybe i should start reading between the lines !! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-8879172049362852342?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8879172049362852342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=8879172049362852342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8879172049362852342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8879172049362852342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/08/timepass.html' title=''/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-6872452499352707103</id><published>2007-07-31T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:45:18.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60 &amp; 20</title><content type='html'>Its almost become a habit to write something here , not cos im jobless ( technically yes , thanks to the fab. shot @ the HR round..as u have  read in my prev. post ,IF u read my prev. post. )&lt;br /&gt;but I like writing here cos- It takes me 10 mins. to write here ...and finally at the end of the day when i dont find some1 i can really share something i feel about , this is the best resort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was 60. Happily settled and ready to go ! married to some cute old man , taking care of of my kids or rather my children taking care of me....in my rocking-chair! reading THE bhagvad gita! ..... and explaining it to my grandchildren under the banyan tree in my ancestral house in the villlage.....chanting something very sane and hopefully my g.kids thinking "aaah our gmom is soo divine"&lt;br /&gt;that would be enough for this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT no..thats not the case , im 20  going on 21...&lt;br /&gt;and my life has justtt started!&lt;br /&gt;I need to make my career ! enjoy the transition from the girl   im to the woman im going to be..and also face the reality that someday ill be married and not possibly continue fooling around like the way i do now! ;)&lt;br /&gt;bulid my house. make it look fabulous. buy a nice car with MY money , learn to cook , travel wid my family and my best freind wid her family and have crazy reunions. I want all that.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna make all that happen.&lt;br /&gt;To dream of the blessed later years turn real...I need to make the most now!&lt;br /&gt;so keep reading while I shall go make the most of my goldenyears.&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-6872452499352707103?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6872452499352707103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=6872452499352707103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6872452499352707103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6872452499352707103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/60-20.html' title='60 &amp; 20'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-3550367883201712870</id><published>2007-07-30T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:37:49.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song.</title><content type='html'>I hate the world today&lt;br /&gt;they're so good to me&lt;br /&gt;I know but I can't change&lt;br /&gt;tried to tell them&lt;br /&gt;but they look at me like maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'm an angel underneath&lt;br /&gt;innocent and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I cried,&lt;br /&gt;must have been relieved&lt;br /&gt;to see the softer side&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little bit of everything&lt;br /&gt;All rolled into one&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child, I'm a mother&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner, I'm a saint&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm the hell, I'm the dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;So take me as I am.....&lt;br /&gt;You know I wouldn't want it any other way !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-3550367883201712870?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3550367883201712870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=3550367883201712870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3550367883201712870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3550367883201712870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/song_30.html' title='song.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-4481936268317621959</id><published>2007-07-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T09:52:28.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scrutiny ............</title><content type='html'>The rules of writing say that morals or the learning lessons  come at  the end of the story but  Im breaking the rules yet again .&lt;br /&gt;moral: stop making stud resume's . hitch.&lt;br /&gt;was that way too overconfident?? ( heard that before and definitely not somewhere i wanted to ! , I had this misconception that to make it big in life I needed the blend of the greycells and the self-assuring identity. I was proved wrong.(not that  I care)&lt;br /&gt;so! to get there all you need is  to be subservient!&lt;br /&gt;noooooo reeely. I learnt my first lesson @ the hyped up human resource round! and Im still surprised that i need to learn the answers to the simplest questions. damn me! stop analysing situations b**** !&lt;br /&gt;anyway since this is my blog and I can write anything I feel like  ,&lt;br /&gt;I just wannna go shoot that cutelooking guy who made my brain drain!&lt;br /&gt;P.S- confidence is out ! I am yet to know what is in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-4481936268317621959?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/4481936268317621959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=4481936268317621959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/4481936268317621959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/4481936268317621959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/scrutiny.html' title='scrutiny ............'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-781403601770932951</id><published>2007-07-26T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T08:27:56.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless Pursuit.</title><content type='html'>I thereby declare solemnly that this post shall not contain any information on emotional crises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............Promising therefore excites philosophical theory in many ways. Here arises the question of the obligation to obey a promise........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to my friend that I shall not deviate from the topic ! and thats my oath for the day! (people lie?? )&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about pointless pursuit , errr !I havent started as yet !&lt;br /&gt;confidently without making any statistical analysis I can say that ALL of us or MOST of us follow something without a purpose or a meaning! Im sure most of you are nodding your heads with a yes!&lt;br /&gt;the typical rat race that we are heading is endless and totally a self-defeating pursuit that conjures up an image of the efforts of the rat stuck in a maze trying to get out , not knowing that there is no goddamn escape!&lt;br /&gt;Im one of those who succumbed the ratrace.&lt;br /&gt;I have a passion , A dream that is a part of me , something i need to turn into a reality soon but my left or right brain ( which ever is involuntary) wants to follow a path that the rest are following!!&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;It is the perceived Conventional Wisdom that has made our thinking mundane. Half the world is following their head and the previledged half following their heart! I wanna be previledged too.&lt;br /&gt;I just dont have to pursuit something because I have to , i want to follow something because i WANT to...&lt;br /&gt;when will that day come where this really happens for me and most of you reading this. ..??&lt;br /&gt;when will we break free to go ahead and be different without being scared!??&lt;br /&gt;To make that day happen ! make up ur mind if you want to be different ( if ur sayign yes) then break the monotony people and someday there will be soo much sunshine dawning on us just because we chose to be different!! ( most important word here being JUST)&lt;br /&gt;go! break free.&lt;br /&gt;P.S-morale of the story-The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat&lt;br /&gt;thats just for you to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-781403601770932951?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/781403601770932951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=781403601770932951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/781403601770932951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/781403601770932951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/pointless-pursuit.html' title='Pointless Pursuit.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-7927105549770025166</id><published>2007-07-24T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T11:25:56.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my NEW possession. :)(:</title><content type='html'>The simplest situation that one could be put through is to choose a phone.&lt;br /&gt;correct??&lt;br /&gt;then why was it so hard for me ? why cudnt I just make it easy for myself and not pick something that was almost close to being endangered?? ( I am going to ignore this FACT)&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of FACT , a fact can either be something that is the case, something that actually exists, or something that can be verified.&lt;br /&gt;I verified !! My phone had FEW issues(minor) yes , apparently this phone just hangs very often and this particular series ( n,m,m*n,n^m) gives the users constant chances to check out new phones often.&lt;br /&gt;I was soo Excited that my energy level took an elevation above an arbitrary energy state.&lt;br /&gt;If that makes sense?!&lt;br /&gt;and then all my CONCERNED friends call me and WaRn that this walkietalkie ( now i feel like calling it this only after all the mental abuse the poor phone went thru ) that its a great venture i tried.&lt;br /&gt;few have already started making jokes on the phoneee and im ignoring them.&lt;br /&gt;so! i thereby conclude that I am happy I possess something ( that can do a lot ;) ) lol.&lt;br /&gt;and also make me connect with a lot more people...godbless!&lt;br /&gt;I adoreee you my new ear peice!! for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;'you' def. convert the electric signals into sounds brilliantly!!&lt;br /&gt;amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-7927105549770025166?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/7927105549770025166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=7927105549770025166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/7927105549770025166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/7927105549770025166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/confused-happyness.html' title='my NEW possession. :)(:'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-1246137238761532725</id><published>2007-07-22T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T07:44:17.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>candyfloss</title><content type='html'>seeing my blog i feel like eating that pinkkkkk candy floss! on the stick.... NOW! how??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-1246137238761532725?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1246137238761532725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=1246137238761532725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1246137238761532725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1246137238761532725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/candyfloss.html' title='candyfloss'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-8291154008057355964</id><published>2007-07-22T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T06:27:18.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my FOUR walls.</title><content type='html'>Sitting in my room , in my beautiful balcony i was thinking , deeply analysing life and wondering how i should be planning life after this year which will see umpteen changes leaps and bounds.&lt;br /&gt;.........NOT so surprisingly it was the same balcony , the same room that saw me through  my silliest times and yes these walls keep a secret that only I know! hmmm if only the walls could talk! thankgod.&lt;br /&gt;back to the silly times....!&lt;br /&gt;Its the same idolised porch where i learnt LIFE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;if you surprised how a silly room can teach some1 life....read , read my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............Its the same place where i first appreciated nature , it was raining that evening , I was sipping coffee , listening to some random song on my pod , the trees and the sunset took me into a trance , for once I was actually carried beyond rational thought.&lt;br /&gt;.............The same place where my sister and I for the first time shared secrets. It was a very different feeling to know some1 u live with even better .&lt;br /&gt;................The walls saw crazy teenagers , blasting music   (hips dont lie playing on the background) high on life and alcohol! lol , dancing , swayign all over the place!, girl talking (if thats a word) which includes stories that even charles baxter (some shortstory writer) would pay million bucks for!&lt;br /&gt;.................Its about time I give THE WALLS  a name , maybe SLEuth ??? if thats appropriate.&lt;br /&gt; ...............so The Sleuth also saw a young girl on her desk trying to make her mind grow and learn( if ur smart ull know by now the young girl was me...)&lt;br /&gt;...........sleuth witnessed a silly couple lost! in love slowdancing for love will keep us alive ( eagles 1 ) with a smile that promised to last long enough !&lt;br /&gt;the room saw silence too..&lt;br /&gt;silence like never before.&lt;br /&gt;silence that is jetblack.&lt;br /&gt;that can kill.&lt;br /&gt;and yet thr is something these walls keep assuring!&lt;br /&gt;if only these walls could talk....alas.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-8291154008057355964?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/8291154008057355964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=8291154008057355964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8291154008057355964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/8291154008057355964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-four-walls.html' title='my FOUR walls.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-1572031481014098051</id><published>2007-07-21T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:33:25.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Regret............</title><content type='html'>somehow all my blogs are filed with an overflow of emotions.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, My head was spinning with wierd thoughts and where else could I express better! somehow it was just not my day 2day! and then i started to regret the entire day which eventually made me regret a whole bunch of events.&lt;br /&gt;what exactly is regret??&lt;br /&gt;Regret is an intelligent emotional dislike for personal past acts and behaviors.....I defined it just the way a 10 yr old would , crystal clear.&lt;br /&gt;I regret......&lt;br /&gt;1) eating icecream everyday as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Back answering my english teacher who asked me to pay attention in class when i was happily singing "COMPLICATED" into a peer's ear. hehe , just for the rhyming effect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) flying kites a day before my math exam! after constant warnings (m.o-56/100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)not telling mom about my first bunk in high school...and first many a things ! ;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Buying a bag (the bright RED 1) with a boy whom I met the same day! ( how did I do that?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) my first date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The recent date as well , lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)LYING. dont ask me when! whr! and how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)detesting three years of college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) not learnign the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) doing a scene in a movie , that will soon steal my happy days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) not doign anythign abt my singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) not touching R.S AGARWAL , that seems to be the most important book this season :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) not pampering my doggy the amount im supposed to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) the phone conversations - last 20 years. ( sheer waste of time/money/emotions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa! I regret all that!&lt;br /&gt;~~ probably the depth of regret for every situation might vary slightyly.&lt;br /&gt;would look like an ECG. ;) if expressed graphically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of typing .I dont regret this for sure.&lt;br /&gt;later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-1572031481014098051?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1572031481014098051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=1572031481014098051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1572031481014098051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1572031481014098051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-regret.html' title='I Regret............'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-1911134874972941501</id><published>2007-07-20T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:27:49.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkmania.</title><content type='html'>hola!&lt;br /&gt;I log onto  my blog and my template looks fab. i love the pink!&lt;br /&gt;pink , its my new obsession!! ,&lt;br /&gt;pink,  its the color of passion!,&lt;br /&gt;pink is the love i discover!! ,&lt;br /&gt;pink gets me high as a kite.....too many reasons why I love pink....im in love with many things lately.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;yes !!It is important to differentiate love from infatuation or being in love which is associated with a pathalogical  feeling . deep! that im going. shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;so , yes im not in love , I just love my page ...and i dont feel funny that a mere page can make my day!!&lt;br /&gt;:))))&lt;br /&gt;p.s---Shower the people you love with love. — James Taylor) .&lt;br /&gt;aaaarghh why do i change my subject so abruptly man! from pink i ran down to love! damn. mayb i should just go learn the rules of blogging :(&lt;br /&gt;NO i dont need to learn any rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-1911134874972941501?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/1911134874972941501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=1911134874972941501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1911134874972941501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/1911134874972941501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/pinkmania.html' title='pinkmania.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-3729391225337166778</id><published>2007-07-19T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T05:33:50.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things have changed.</title><content type='html'>An yr ago , this was just a song! , nowww...its a sour fact...u know the kind when u just bite ur tongue typo.....ahh..so yes , things change! me writing a blog is the first proof.&lt;br /&gt;5 years back i was a girl , today im a woman! woah , made of substance also ;) !&lt;br /&gt;and the transformation ive gone thru these years has been crazeeeeeee. like a roller coaster ride , sounds so cliche na!&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.......serious part! , okkay! why do things change?? is it cause its destined to be that way?&lt;br /&gt;or ... was it just a phase to learn to get smarter asap. yes today im smarter , wiser and naughtier....thanks to the baby years of my life (16-20) i call them baby yrs cos i behaved like 1 (my past reminds me that nirvana poster with a  baby in the water lol  , remember! )&lt;br /&gt;me...in my world ! free! ignorant! no wonder i loved my life then!&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont now...man , ironic again !&lt;br /&gt;aahh...i love myself for this , i always deviate from the pont im tryign to make and end up foolign around. ( the whole idea of writign here)&lt;br /&gt;so why do things change?? by things here i mean people/life/twists and turns/ ups and downs...hahah.&lt;br /&gt;yes! tremendous influence can change ppl to an extent that u suddenly realise that the ppl ur writing abt r pretty insignificant today! but still.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway im glad things change and this banal note has nothign much to express!&lt;br /&gt;but i still love my post , eve if u dont!&lt;br /&gt;so....im sure im convinced why things change----TIME is the answr baby.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could hold time!&lt;br /&gt;alas....things have changed and i wish i cud dig back into time to start afresh but im afraid that cant happen , so , so be it!&lt;br /&gt;thus! im glad things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;later......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-3729391225337166778?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/3729391225337166778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=3729391225337166778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3729391225337166778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/3729391225337166778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-have-changed.html' title='things have changed.'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</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-2967782561238149639.post-6544833719158114321</id><published>2007-07-19T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T04:50:22.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a feelingggg...</title><content type='html'>I feel ecstaticc that finally! i get to write all that is hidden in my head n no1 gets to say anythign abt what i feel!! yipppe! what a feeling this is! Im gonna write bizzare stuff anywayy ! muhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967782561238149639-6544833719158114321?l=outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/feeds/6544833719158114321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2967782561238149639&amp;postID=6544833719158114321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6544833719158114321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967782561238149639/posts/default/6544833719158114321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlandishlyinsane.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-feelingggg.html' title='what a feelingggg...'/><author><name>devil wants prada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795084948165297806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
